Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Yao Qianshu stopped him directly from the outside, "Lie back to sleep, tomorrow you have to go to practice. If you can't sleep well at night, where did you get the energy?"

"I'm really not sleepy anymore." Jia She said, "I'll just watch for a while."

"It will look the same tomorrow." Yao Qianshu said lightly, "You won't be able to get out of bed."

Jia She felt that this sounded wrong, but when he thought of the hand he showed earlier, he just lay back in dismay and turned his back on Yao Qianshu.

It was Yao Qianshu who came over to hear the rustling voice, "Are you angry?"

"That's not true. We are friends after all. You can't keep threatening me like this, especially since I'm a human being. Your godly methods are too bullying." Jia Amnesty grabbed the quilt, "You can't be so domineering to your friends."

Yao Qianshu directly translated it as not being so domineering to his wife. After thinking about it, he said, "Then I'll light the lamp for you."

Jia She stretched out a hand from under the quilt and tugged at his sleeve, "Forget it, it won't be like this next time. You haven't been lying down for a few days, sleep well."

"Okay." Yao Qianshu didn't dare to move, and squeezed behind Jia She, listening to his breathing slowly and steadily.

Early the next morning, Jia Amnesty was woken up on time by the sound of shouts from outside. He felt something leaning against him. He tilted his head to look, and found Yao Qianshu shrinking behind him like a little wife, with his forehead resting on his back.

Trees also sleep.

This cognition was a wonder to Jia She, he just pinned his body like this, looking at Yao Qianshu's sleeping face, he was like a statue when he fell asleep, and he lost all vitality.

Doesn't seem to smile much when awake.

"What's wrong?" Yao Qianshu opened his eyes and smiled, "If you want to look at me, just turn around."

Jia Amnesty looked at him without blinking, and then sat up "swish", "Get up, I have something to do, you lie down for a while."

Taking the opportunity of washing up, he applied cold water to his hot face, but he kept reminiscing about that smile just now.

It was like the ray of light after the rainy day and the sky, clean and clear, shining straight into his heart with the posture of piercing the clouds and breaking the dawn.

When Jia Daishan came to look for him to have breakfast together in the tent, he saw Jia Amnesty with his neck bent and flipping through official documents. Seeing him, he smiled sarcastically, "Father, you got up quite early."

"What's wrong with the neck?" Jia Daishan asked, his eyes swept over the two quilts on the bed, "It's so cold at night, do you need to cover two beds?"

Jia She rubbed his neck, "You have to ask one by one, which one should I answer first. I have a stiff neck and it's cold at night, don't you think? It's just right for me to cover two beds."

I just sat up too quickly and strained my tendons.

"I'll give you a couple of massages, and you'll be fine soon." Jia Daishan rolled up his sleeves, "Sit up straight."

"Aw!" Jia She was still looking at the things in his hand, caught off guard when he pinched him and howled, "Take it easy, Dad, it hurts like hell!"

Jia Daishan didn't show mercy, and just kneaded him like dough, "It's fine when you knead it, you have to reset the meridians, bear with it, stop howling, and call the wolves."

Seeing Jia Amnesty staring blankly at the official document, Jia Daishan asked vigorously, "What bad news did you receive?"

"I don't know if it counts or not. His Majesty ordered my uncle to escort the delivery of grain and grass." Jia Amnesty has complicated feelings about this uncle. If something goes wrong, he can't fix it here."

The household department is already crying about being poor, and Shihou is a person who can't save face. This time, the food and grass will not be as they want.

"After all, I still have to give my Rongguo Mansion some face, it won't be too much." Jia Daishan pushed Jia She's neck red, "Turn around and see if you can move?"

"Hiss, it hurts, but it's much better than before. Daddy, you're a good crafter!" Jia She said, in case we are down and out, we can set up a stall and have a massage for the blind.

Jia Daishan said, "When you feel better, get up and go eat something. I still have to be busy today."

Jia She blinked and looked at him.

"What do you mean, you want me to feed you?" Jia Daishan felt strange when he saw that he didn't speak, "Usually he looks like a starving ghost, but today he is dumb, so let's just forget if he doesn't want to eat."

"What...Mr. Yao went to make fried rice for me." Jia Amnesty moved out of the range that Jia Daishan could draw calmly, "Go and eat by yourself, don't wait for me."

Jia Daishan's hands are very itchy, you haven't eaten in eight lifetimes or something, a fried rice bought you.

"Hehe." He sneered a few times, "Then remember to come out to work after eating."

He didn't even make a move to draw Jia Amnesty again.

Jia She was lucky to have escaped, so hungry that he lay on the copywriting in a daze, "I'm so hungry..."

Why does it take so long to fry fried rice? Isn't it enough to mix eggs and rice together in the pan?

Half an hour later, a bowl of golden fried rice with eggs was placed in front of him, along with a plate of sour radish pickled by the leader himself.

Yao Qianshu sat across from him, "Try it."

Jia She took a sip, then held back a smile and spat out a piece of eggshell, "Mr. Yao's cooking skills need to be improved, have you tried it yet?"

"Yeah." Yao Qianshu nodded. In fact, trees don't need to eat.

"Oh." Jia She lowered his head to eat, the crispy and sour radish was very tasty, he said without raising his head, "I remember you said I was ugly the first time you saw me, so why are you still following me?"

At that time, even though Jia Amnesty was completely dizzy from the fever, he could tell that the goblin disliked him very much.

"I was mentally impaired at the time, so I couldn't help being blind." Yao Qianshu stared at Jia She, "Our little She..."

He couldn't finish his sentence because Jia She, who was opposite him, spat.

"Cough cough." Jia She coughed so hard that he coughed out the grain of rice in the lung tube, and said with tears in the corner of his eyes, "Don't call me that."

"But the name She'er is the same as your parents. Is it called She She?" Yao Qianshu asked, "If you can accept it, I don't mind being called Baby."

Jia She pointed at him and said, "I don't mind, don't yell, what does it look like to be heard by others."

Yao Qianshu sighed softly, the grievance in it was self-evident.

Jia Amnesty didn't let go, just took a few mouthfuls of food and ran out, "I was halfway talking to my father, I'm going to get busy first."

"Alas..." Yao Qianshu sighed again.

Hearing Jia She's heart trembled, but he really couldn't stand that scalp-numbing title, so he had no choice but to pretend to be ignorant.

Yao Qianshu saw that he really didn't like it, so he didn't call him that again.

About half a month later, Jia She was tired of eating fried rice with eggs, and was wondering whether to let Yao Qianshu learn how to steam buns or how to make dumplings, when Bowling Hou arrived, and he took his son with him on his errand this time just like Jia Daishan. By the side.Mr. Shi was the same year as Jia She, and his appearance was not high-class, so he could only be called Zhou Zheng, but he was tall and burly.

Jia She, who is a little shorter than anyone else, expressed that he was not very happy!

When Baolinghou saw Jia Daishan, he felt ashamed and cupped his hands again and again, "I'm incompetent, I'm sorry brother-in-law."

Jia Daishan put on a serious business face, "Marquis Bowling has worked hard all the way. When my people finish counting the food and grass, I will welcome you."

When Shi Da saw that Jia Daishan wanted to be counted and searched, he couldn't help but muttered, "They're all from our own family, why are you so unsympathetic?"

Jia She said with a smile, "Young Master Shi is wrong. Public is public, private is private, not to mention that the army needs to be registered and stored in the treasury. When there is a real problem, everyone will feel uncomfortable. I will worry about the difference for your majesty." It’s not easy to talk about relatives.”

Shi Dali was next to Bao Linghou, seeing Jia Daishan looking over, the eldest could not help shrinking, he had been attacked by Jia Daishan when he was a child because he bullied Jia Amnesty, and now he feels scared when he sees this uncle.

Not only Jia She had feelings for Bao Linghou, but Shi Hou also had complicated feelings about this nephew. His eyes signaled Shi Da to shut up, and he agreed with Jia She said, "Your Majesty is right, but let me say it first. This time The amount of grain and grass is not the amount in Rong Guogong's booklet, you said that you want to stockpile grain for winter disaster relief, but His Majesty did not approve."

For the people at the border, doing business with Beidi people is the main source of income, but recently, because of Jia Daishan's garrison, Beidi people don't come to Xuanfu to do business at all.

However, the winter is bitterly cold. Even if there are furs to keep out the cold, there is no place to buy food. Jia Daishan applied for discounts in advance, hoping that the imperial court can distribute some food for disaster relief, so that the people can survive this winter, and then find a way to carry out economic structural transformation outside the customs. .

Never expected that His Majesty did not approve.

Autumn in the grassland is short. When the northwest wind blows, winter will begin. If there is a few more snowfalls, life will be very difficult.

Jia Daishan didn't want to reveal this to Shi Hou, so he just nodded and said, "Thank you, Lord Hou, for letting me know."

Zhao Shu was in charge of the registration work. He was busy back and forth. He was a very thoughtful clerk. He immediately asked the soldiers who moved the grain to help him and opened a few bags of grain and grass as a sample survey.

"No." Zhao Shu grabbed a handful of darkened rice, "The bran has already been removed and the eyes are peeled off. This rice has become moldy and cannot be eaten."

It doesn't matter if it's brown rice or old rice, but moldy rice will kill people!

He didn't dare to say anything, seeing that Mr. Yao happened to be standing outside exhaling immortality, he asked him for help in a low voice, hoping that he could invite Jia Amnesty quietly.

"Okay." Yao Qianshu nodded in agreement, and when he saw Jia She outside the camp, he waved, "Jia She, I have something to do with you."

Say yes quietly!