Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Shi Shi leaned against the head of the bed, and when he saw Jia Daishan, his expression was also indifferent.

Jia Daishan asked, "What do you want?"

"I should ask the Duke." Shi replied, "I didn't want the Duke to take him to the border before, but you father and son insisted on going. Now I don't want him to be with a man. Vain."

Taking a sip of the tea in Yuanyang's hand, Jia Daishan said, "You are on the edge of a dead end. Since you have never interfered in my government affairs, how can you be dissatisfied with Xi'er's decision?"

"Is his lifelong affairs the same as the Duke's government affairs?" Shi Shi said, "I am his mother, how could I harm him? How can he gain a foothold if the news of splitting up the peach blossoms gets out?"

"That's his own choice." Jia Daishan was probably concentrating on speaking for Jia Xiaoshe, "Although She'er has a lively nature and is a bit clingy, he has a steelyard in his heart, and no one else can comment on it. I'm afraid you're like this." If you go down, you will hurt the mother-child relationship."

Although the relationship between Shi Shi and Jia She is definitely not as good as that between him and Jia Daishan, it is still very deep.

This is not simply a question of who Jia Shen's boyfriend is.

But Jia Shede also established his authority in Rongguo Mansion, which is actually setting rules for the Shi family.

People are subject to change, so it is better to draw a clear boundary from the beginning, so as to leave room for it.

Jia Daishan tried a few more words of persuasion. Seeing that Shi was stubborn, he thought about the relationship between husband and wife, and didn't express any dissatisfaction. He just said, "You look like your sister enough."

Of course it was the Dongping concubine.

Shi Shi sneered, and pushed back, "We are sisters with the same father and mother, of course we are alike."

When Jia Daishan left, he took Jia Xiaomin away too. Now that Shi is angry, it's not good to instill any bad thoughts in the child.

He handed Jia Xiaomin to Jia Zheng, "Let your second brother teach you to recite poems."

Jia Min has been enlightened a long time ago, but Shi is spoiled and read books intermittently.

He himself went to the study outside to think about life.

In Jia Daishan's attitude towards Jia Amnesty, there is also the meaning of making up for his childhood.

When he was young, the status of mother and son was in jeopardy, and Jia Daiming's mother and son were born out of nowhere.

Therefore, except for the harsh education later on, he actually pampered and indulged Jia Amnesty at other times.

When Jia She was more than ten years old, he was conferred the title of heir. In the mansion and even in the army, Jia Daishan single-handedly supported him. The entire East Courtyard was assigned to him, and the Lixiang Courtyard was at his disposal.

Jia Xiaozheng didn't even have to think about this kind of treatment.

Although he still has his father, Jia She is also respected.

It is also because of this that Jia Shen's current character is formed.

Spoiled.

Not to mention the Shi family, even if Jia Daishan made a move now, Jia Amnesty would not agree to break up with Yao Qianshu.

"I don't know if it's good or not." Jia Daishan leaned on the back of the chair and sighed, he was afraid that Jia Xiaoshe would continue to be self-willed and develop a bad temper.

"Father! Why are you sighing?" Jia Xiaoshe poked his head outside the door, "You didn't persuade my mother?"

"Get out." Jia Daishan beckoned.

"Hey, I packed some appetizers for you, let's have a drink?" Jia Xiaoshe was carrying a snack box.

Jia Daishan said unhappily, "Yes, it's not that the goblin won't give me the leftovers."

"No way." Jia Xiaoshe was wronged to death, "I specially asked them to make new ones."

He opened the food box, placed it directly on Jia Daishan's big desk, and directed Jia Daishan, "Father, take this map of the map away, it's blocking my elbow."

Jia Daishan loves and hates him like this, "Isn't your elbow on your body?!"

Jia Amnesty just laughed, and went to look under his bookshelf for a small jar of wine, "I replaced it with a teacup, and it's easier to drink from a larger cup."

Knowing that his silly son will go crazy if he drinks too much, he is still willing to drink with him. Such an old father can be said to be very doting on his child.

"Are you here just to drink with me?" Jia Daishan asked, "Mr. Yao is not here?"

"Qianshu went to pack his things again, but luckily he's not a girl, otherwise he would probably have more things to bring." Jia Xiaoshe threw off his shoes and sat cross-legged across from Jia Daishan, "My mother won't let go at all? "

"No."

"She won't give me a hell of a time, will she? 1"

"Shut up." Jia Daishan glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

After Jia Xiaoshe drank two cups, he said with a little melancholy, "I don't know when my mother will be able to figure it out."

"You're not in a hurry." Jia Daishan said.

"Whether my mother agrees or not, it doesn't matter to me. She doesn't see me, not I don't see her." Jia She said, holding the cup, "Then what can I do, I'm such a heartless person .”

Jia Daishan didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, and suddenly said, "Then what if I object?"

Jia Xiaoshe was stunned, and looked at him pitifully, "Father, don't you?"

No, it is my solid backing!

Jia Daishan gave him a meaningful look, "I will."

Jia Xiaoshe choked, and after a while, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he shed two lines of tears in grievance, sobbing, "Father, don't do this."

"I want to." Jia Daishan felt a little sorry for his wife, but Jia Xiaoshe obviously cared more about himself, which made him feel very comfortable, and he couldn't help but tease.

"I, I..." Jia Xiaoshe pouted and cried even more sadly, not forgetting to read the poem, "An inch of lovesickness and an inch of ash, an inch of ash cannot buy an inch of lovesickness, my father wants me to die, wow, I will immediately to die."

Then stepped on two feet, climbed to Jia Daishan's desk and cried loudly.

Jia Daishan: ...going deaf

Jia Jing: ...

Jia Jing bumped into such a thing without any precaution, "What's the matter?"

Jia Xiaoshe looked at him with teary eyes, "My father forbids me to be with Qianshu, because he dislikes him for not being able to have children."

Jia Daishan: When the hell did I say the latter sentence?

"Uncle..." Jia Jing went to see Jia Daishan, but Jia Daishan couldn't just say that I was teasing my stupid son.

Jia Jing had no choice but to coax Jia She, "If you really like it, I'll come and intercede with Master, but you have to set up a principal room at home, and someone will always give birth to your child."

He and Jia Daishan thought about the same thing at the time. These days, there are many brothels with three wives and four concubines, and it didn't delay these individuals from having children.

Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds to marry a regular wife and give birth to a son-in-law, and to live up to Mr. Yao and the clan.

Who knew that just after he finished speaking, Jia Xiaoshe would stare at him like an enemy, "Scumbag!"

"Don't pay attention to him, he's going crazy after drinking." Jia Daishan suppressed a smile, "Come here for a drink or two, Jia Xiaoshe, why don't you get out?"

He was also infected by Jia Jing, and he liked to call Jia Amnesty that way.

Jia Xiaoshe was ignored all the way, hugged the corner of the table to mourn the broken love, and was finally carried back by Jia Daishan himself.

"What's the matter?" Yao Qianshu went up to pick him up, "Crying?"

Jia Xiaoshe's eyes were like rotten peaches, and he hugged Yao Qianshu, crying until his voice became hoarse, "Even if my father disagrees, I won't leave you, huh..."

"Drinking again." Yao Qianshu patted his head, "Be good, I'll take you to wash your face, okay?"

"Yeah." Jia Xiaoshe nodded, and then shouted in what he thought was a low voice, "Let's run away from home!"

Jia Daishan felt that his heart was as broad as the sea, and he didn't kill the son of the love saint. He nodded at Yao Qianshu, and left without saying a word.

Yao Qianshu cleaned up Jia She and put it on the bed, and was about to ask someone to make him a hangover soup, but Jia She tugged on his sleeve and refused to let it go, sticking to him with bright eyes, "Daughter-in-law!"

"Here." Yao Qianshu pinched his nose, "Stupid."

"Silly, I like my wife the most. My wife is super pretty!" He sat up and kissed her face several times, emphatically, "Pretty!"

What a little fool.

Jia Xiaoshe was drunk again for a long time, and when he opened his eyes the next day, he saw Yao Qianshu's profile.

The daughter-in-law is still not up.

He held his breath and gently kissed Yao Qianshu's face.

Crouching by the bed, the crimson bead grass cried out with a "wow", "Damn rascal! You secretly kissed my master!"

Yao Qianshu took her crimson pearls for Jia Xiaoshe's self-defense, making the grass so angry that its leaves wilted. In the end, Yao Qianshu thought she was noisy and felt a little pitiful, so he accepted her as his apprentice .

It's a pity that there is a teacher's wife, and her apprentice can only squat in a flowerpot.

Crimson Pearl Grass: It’s my fault for being beautiful!

Jia Amnesty was speechless, so he simply kissed a few more times, lying on the pillow and said, "Shut up, or I'll tear off the fruit on your head, it looks delicious."

Yao Qianshu pinched his mouth, "Stop bullying Jiangzhu, it's time to cry again."

"Cry!" Jia Amnesty said vaguely after being pinched into a duckling's mouth.

As expected, the crimson bead grass was chattering non-stop, making a lot of noise.

Yao Qianshu lifted the curtain, pressed the crimson bead grass with a pillow, and when he came back, he had to hold Jia Amnesty's face and look at it for a while, "The eyes are still very swollen."

"Just give me a kiss." Jia Xiaoshe said, patted his pillow, "Let's sleep on the same pillow."

"One day's plan lies in the morning, my lord, it's time to get up and work hard." Not only did Yao Qianshu let go, he left him and got up.

"Hey..." Jia Xiaoshe imitated the crimson bead grass and cried on the bed resentfully.

"Forget it if you don't get up, I'll go out by myself. I want to see the incense burner today, your golden animal sculpture is not mighty." Yao Qianshu ignored him.

"Who said I can't get up! Let's go buy a new one right away." Jia Xiaoshe immediately stopped crying.

Crimson Pearl Grass: Bah!