Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Jia She said with a smile, "Father, I'm leaving. I'll come to have lunch with you later."

Jia Daishan's heart wrinkled again when he felt more at ease, "What about breakfast?"

His son has already bounced out.

Jia Daishan inevitably complained about a hundred or two hundred times of tragic stories about beauty misusing the country to vent. He is not a lustful person, and he doesn't know who he learned this habit of liking beauty from.

Seeing Zhao Shu standing at the door of his tent with a tray in his hand, Jia Amnesty asked him, "Why are you here?"

The porridge on Zhao Shu's plate was still steaming, "Seeing that Mr. Yao hasn't gotten up yet, I came to bring him something to eat, but I yelled twice and there was no response."

"Give it to me, you can go down." Jia She said, because he has a good temper, and when he met other people, this kind of little friend who brought breakfast to his wife would have been killed.

Zhao Shu, who had no idea that he had escaped, only felt that Shizi laughed a little bit, "It's a bit small for you to eat together. I'll ask the gang leader to make a new one."

Jia She said, "No need, you go and do your work."

He drove Zhao Shu away, went in to have a look, but no one responded, Yao Qianshu poked into the teapot again.

When I got closer and took a closer look, the branches and leaves of the small tree were full of signs of being eaten, and there were several black holes in the leaves.

"Does it hurt?" Jia Amnesty was so distressed, "Can you make up for it? Is it useful to bask in the sun? Or should I take you to bask in the moon at night?"

Isn't it written in the book to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon?

The little tree didn't respond at all, it didn't even drop its leaves.

The cash cow is no longer cashing in, which shows how serious the injury is.

Old Mr. Zhao was there severely interrogating the prisoner who assassinated the big boss. The little boss came in with a tree in his arms, and his face was as ugly as a fairy tale of the prairie. "Has the trial come out?"

"Not yet, this bastard is quite stubborn." Old Zhao gave him his seat, "Your Majesty is planning to come in person?"

Although the army is not as good as the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the punishment of torture is also considered to have a special flavor.

Jia Amnesty looked at the mangled man below and said, "Jia Daiming, right? I've sent someone to find out where your mother is buried. You'd better tell the truth about who instructed you to kill my father."

"No one instructed me to kill it myself." Jia Daiming was like a trapped beast with a hoarse voice, and laughed, "It's a pity that you didn't stab your father to death. Your father treated us mother and child like that day, so he should know today. "

"There is a cause before, and there is an effect afterward. Why don't you ask your mother what she did." Jia She smiled lightly, mocking infinitely, "You came to this point because your mother was a concubine willing to be a concubine without a name or title. give birth to you."

"Father promised my mother to be an equal wife! My mother didn't!" Jia Daiming became excited, "It was your grandmother who killed my mother. Why doesn't she let our mother and son enter the house!"

"Just because he is the Duke's wife." Jia She said, "Just because you are an illegitimate child who doesn't belong in the genealogy. Your grandfather must have arranged a way out for you, and even my father couldn't find out. It's a pity. Let him live first." In a few days, when that lady’s burial place is found, I want you to witness her body being turned into ashes, and her soul returning to nowhere.”

Jia Daiming roared, "You little bastard! You can't touch my mother!"

Jia She said indifferently, "You can murder my father, but I can't touch your mother? It means that your mother died to take advantage of this, otherwise I want you to watch her suffer [-] or [-] punishments because of you. Call again When I heard him scolding me, I cut off his tongue, love to recruit or not."

Jia Daishan would probably only think that the dream happened by chance, but he had seen the old Ning Guogong with his own eyes, so it is not impossible to say that his grandfather entrusted Jia Daishan with a dream.

Have a good time, Tony paralyzes dreams.

He didn't have much affection for his grandfather, even in Jia Xiaoshe's childhood heart, his grandfather was a bad person, because he repeatedly scolded Jia Daishan because he took the opportunity, saying that he was a loving father and a failure.

What a wonderful grandmother, she always smiles so happily. There are so many servants in the family, but the grandmother always cooks food and clothes for Jia Xiaoshe with her own hands. In winter, she takes Jia Xiaoshe to listen to the wind and watch the snow. He fanned.

Even Jia Xiaoshe's extravagance is something she is used to, no matter how many good things, some even belonged to the former royal family, the Taizu left her a thought by default, as long as Jia Xiaoshe takes a look at it more, he will also take it out Let him play.

After hearing Jia Daishan's story about the past, he pestered the old man at home to ask some details, which made his heart ache even more.

She should have had a better life, but was ruined by these few people.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing that he was stunned, Mr. Zhao asked weakly, "Are you okay?"

How come he frowns like he's about to cry.

I am coaxing or not coaxing.

"It's okay." Jia She said, "Qingfeng, please tell him how the old lady lived in the mansion with dignity."

Qingfeng's words are not sharp, but his tone is sincere, which sounds credible, but is actually a lie, "The old lady lives in Rongning Hall, which is more grand and grand than the Rongxi Hall of the Duke and Madam. It’s big, and all the hangings are priceless antiques. There are about thirty people serving her, and there are seven or eight people cooking in the small kitchen alone..."

Jia Daiming gradually became obsessed with hearing it.

Jia She only heard Jia She laughed and said, "Why are you so serious? Even if your mother enters the mansion and retreats [-] steps, she is really a flat wife, and she will never have such a life. My grandmother was a noble daughter from the previous dynasty. I don’t know how common it is, she can live like this without relying on her grandfather.”

Jia Daiming was stunned, and then sneered, "What's the use of that, my father loves my mother so much, even if your grandmother is a noble daughter from the previous dynasty, it's not like you can't be loved by your husband."

"You're right, but it's not a good idea to piss me off." Jia She touched the green tree crown in his arms, "I wonder if Second Uncle has a wife and children."

The person who yelled "Second Uncle" was terrified.

"Don't make any idea that you would rather die than surrender, and carry it alone." Jia Amnesty stood up, "I will provide him with delicious food and drink, and I have to let him see the fate of his dear ones with his own eyes."

Fortunately, Jia Daishan had nothing serious to do today, and they came back in time, otherwise he would have done such treasonous things as returning to the capital and smashing Jia Yuan's memorial tablet with his dog temper.

After ventilating, Jia Amnesty felt a little better, and he happened to have lunch with Jia Daishan. Jia Daishan, a miracle of life, was still lying on the bed and ordered someone to put a table beside the bed.

"Where's Mr. Yao?" Jia Daishan asked, counting it as a gesture of goodwill.

Jia Amnesty sighed, took out the small tree from his arms, and put it on the table, "Here, here it is. Look, it's bitten, I wish I could cut Jia Daiming alive."

"Still not willing to recruit?"

"I won't. I'll send someone to dig his mother's grave." Jia She said, "If you have a wife and child, you can bring them back together."

"Alright, this will happen, it will happen sooner than I imagined. Ever since your grandfather let them go, I knew that they would be a handle to the Rongguo Mansion. When I came in my prime, I always knew It’s better than tormenting you after I die, how difficult it will be for you then.” Jia Daishan personally served him a bowl of soup, thought for a while, and put another bowl in front of Xiaoshu, “Thank you, Mr. Yao, for saving your life gone."

Take it for granted.

He didn't think it was dangerous at first, but now that the goblin has been bitten like this, he can imagine how terrible it is.

Jia She took a sip of the soup sullenly, looked at the tree and muttered, "Look, the one we bitten has holes, it's too much."

Jia Daishan endured everything, listened to him, and comforted him with a few words from time to time, "Mr. Yao has great abilities, he will be fine if he can't say tomorrow."

But Jia Amnesty didn't stop.

Seeing that the foolish son looked like a resentful wife, he hurriedly changed the topic to the real thing, "I want to use this matter to make you a nobleman and return to Beijing to recuperate."

"Ah?" Jia She opened his mouth wide open, "Father, aren't you fine?"

"I have to go back to Beijing to stabilize my position. There are constant internal struggles in Beidi, so it should be safe for the past two years." Jia Daishan said, "No matter who will succeed in the future, we must first keep the title of Duke Rong. Just take this opportunity."

To put it bluntly, they still have to work under the mentally handicapped emperor before they can enjoy the victory of seizing the heir. In order for Rongguo Mansion's contribution to the dragon to be less obvious, they have to settle the title inheritance before the new emperor.

Moreover, after taking over the title, even if the new emperor ascends to the throne, he will have to come up with a new return on investment.

Don't say, thank you for helping me win the heir, I will reward you for winning the title at the same level.

What the Ning Rong government planned was far better than this.

But Jia Xiaoshe still couldn't understand, he was completely confused, "Father, you want to leave me here alone, what if Bei Di fights and calls?"

"What do you mean? You have no hands, no feet, no brains? You have raised you so much, so you can just call him daddy?" Jia Daishan said angrily, "I don't know how happy the children are when they know that their father is a prince. If it succeeds, you will be Duke Rong, so there is nothing wrong with it."

Jia Xiaoshe refused to obey, "It's not good! Did you get my consent? Isn't the eldest son very good, why did you put me up there. Is it your biological father?"

Jia Daishan saw that he resisted so much, so he had to hold back his temper, and said in a calm tone, "You will be the emperor sooner or later, isn't it good? Then they will all have to call you the Duke of the country, how magnificent."

"You are fooling around. They still call me the Duke of the country, at most a little Duke of the country. Just now, people still call me Xiao Shizi, and they will definitely bully me when I am young." Jia She used it as an escape After eating two mouthfuls of rice, he said vaguely, "Besides, if you become a Duke, you must get married."

Jia Daishan looked at the life-saving grace tree and felt his head hurt.