Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

It's not that Jia Amnesty didn't see it, he turned around and glanced at Yao Qianshu, "Don't make trouble."

Yao Qianshu raised an eyebrow at Jing Kong, and then said to Jia She, "Go in."

He doesn't worship Buddha and chant scriptures. Everyone belongs to different types of work. Speaking of it, his master tends to be more Taoist at most.

"Don't bully others." Jia Xiaoshe reminded him.

After living these days, he felt that Master Jingkong was really an interesting person, with a clear mind, and he didn't like to stick to things.

Simply put, it is to the appetite.

The last person who had such an appetite for him was Zhao Shu, a small clerk who was thrown in the Xuanfu. In just a few years, Mr. Xiao Zhao has been able to support half of Jia Amnesty's family.

Fortunately, this little monk can also be thrown in Jinling and not taken away.

Thinking of it this way, the cash cow is better off.

Suddenly remembered that he had also lost someone in the Xuan Mansion.

The crimson bead grass was forgotten.

It is estimated that he has fainted from crying in the grassland.

Master Jingkong suddenly raised his hand, held up the broom and recited a Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the person whom the benefactor wants will arrive soon."

"A monk can tell fortunes?" Yao Qianshu folded his arms and leaned against the pillar of the main hall, "It's incredible, little monk."

The little monk said modestly, "A random divination, the most important thing is that the Duke ordered the poor monk Xinteng to open two rooms, and the poor monk just guessed like this."

"Monks don't tell lies." Yao Qianshu said indifferently, "How dare you tell such nonsense at the gate of the Daxiong Palace?"

Master Jingkong swept away the last fallen leaf, but smiled and said nothing.

If Master Jing Kong was not a monk, Jia Xiaozheng, who came a step later, would almost have thought that they were rivals in love. Mr. Yao's eyes were cold.

"Mr. Yao." Jia Xiaozheng was a little scared.

Yao Qianshu waved his hand, "Go."

At this moment, Master Jingkong has disappeared.

There was no hostility between the people on the left and right, so Yao Qianshu didn't intend to take it too seriously, but there is a saying that goes, the bird sits in the tree by the pond, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon.

A cash cow came out of Yuexia's door, his indifferent posture was full of murderous intent, "You knocked on Jia She's door in the middle of the night?"

"That's what the benefactor said." Master Jingkong was even more immortal than Yao Qian when he was illuminated by the moonlight.

The two stood opposite each other, one could not enter, and the other refused to let.

Jia Xiaoshe leaned half of his body out of the window, he didn't know whether it was sincere or sloppy, "You two standing together look like a painting."

Yao Qianshu: ...

Master Jingkong put his palms together and bowed, "The poor monk has no intention of disturbing the rest of the Duke, but you have relatives and friends who are looking for you, and they are still waiting in the front yard. It is an old gentleman with a child, and he claims to be Zhao."

This kind of service called in the middle of the night should not be too considerate.

It turned out that it was old bald Zhao who came.

Yao Qianshu pushed Jia Amnesty through the window, "Go back to sleep, I'll just go and have a look."

"You are getting more and more unruly." Jia She said in a low voice.

"Snapped."

Yao Qianshu closed the window.

Master Jingkong was not surprised why the two slept in the same room and raised their hands in a gesture of invitation.

Seeing Yao Qianshu, the old Zhaotou was still calm, and only asked, "Is the Duke okay?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to scare you when I see you. I'm so sad that I haven't recuperated." Yao Qianshu saw that the old Zhao was many years old, and said a few words to him in a friendly voice, and he was alone. Aggrieved and hugging his knee, he didn't dare to say a word.

Yao Qianshu touched his head, "Go rest with the host first, and see your wife tomorrow. Don't cry wantonly, or I will send you back to repay your kindness."

"Tu'er understands." Crimson Pearl Grass stubbornly rubbed her eyes on Yao Qianshu's clothes.

Master Jingkong was not dissatisfied with being envoyed by Yao Qianshu, but he took a lot of glances at the crimson bead grass, "I see this little benefactor with clear eyes and excellent talents. He is very destined for my Buddha, would you like to practice with me? "

Yao Qianshu, the master, was noncommittal, pushed Jiang Zhucao and said, "You make your own decision."

"I..." Crimson Pearl Grass met headhunters for the first time, "but I..."

I'm a fucking grass, if I shave my head, wouldn't I have no leaves?

He still has "I" to say something, Yao Qianshu has already pulled back.

Jia Xiaoshe, who didn't want to sleep, was sitting on a tree looking at the stars, when he came back, not to mention hiding, he had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, and even picked the leaves from the tree and threw him away.

He controlled the strength of his hand very well, the leaf lightly hit Yao Qianshu's face, and then fell, like a kiss on the water.

"Come down."

"you come up."

In the end, it became two people looking at the stars side by side, and they didn't know what to say here and there, but they were talking casually.

"It's all about that little monk." Yao Qianshu said.

He decided to hate the monk even more.

Jia Zheng got up to drink water in the middle of his sleep. He had half opened the window for ventilation, but now he saw two white shadows hanging on the tree, and he almost died of fright.

Yao Qianshu chuckled softly, "Look, I scared your younger brother and fell asleep."

Jia Amnesty pursed his lips, feeling that it was not good to laugh at Jia Zheng like this, and waved at him.

"... Lying on the grass." Jia Xiaozheng saw clearly that it was his brother and his sister-in-law, and also sweared a little, and went back to the bed and covered himself tightly with the quilt.

"Do you need me to say anything else?" Yao Qianshu rested his chin on Jia She's shoulder, "Little liar."

"There's no need to say anything, I'm fine. Speaking of which, how did I lie to you?" Jia She turned his head and touched his forehead with him, "You've never been like this before."

The original version of Yao Qianshu was indifferent and dull, how could he look like this now.

"You didn't lie to me. Others probably thought you were a brainless violent man." Yao Qianshu sat up straight, "You remind me of a certain kind of person."

"Ok?"

"Everyone tells me that I didn't review, and I got the first place in the final exam." Yao Qianshu said, "It's very hated."

Although Jia Amnesty is still considered uneducated, he is really Jia Daishan's own son. The warrants sent out these days are so bad. In the past, he didn't think it was something that Jia Amnesty could come up with. .

"What's the difference?" Jia She said, "I used to not use my brain. At that time, I didn't use my brain to cause trouble. My dad just pretended to punish me and passed, and no one would bother with me. Not anymore. No matter what happens, they will say that this is the disadvantage of not having a father, and the Rongguo Mansion will soon fall. Once it starts, the subsequent decline will not stop."

Those in the upper ranks are most taboo to show weakness, and the people below are waiting to come up to share and eat.

No matter at any time, Jia Xiaoshe's pride cannot be erased.

Yao Qianshu looked a little distressed, but also liked it very much, poked his waist and said, "Did your brain tell you that if you don't sleep, it will be dawn?"

Jia Amnesty was the most ticklish, and he almost fell off the tree when he poked him. He pulled the branch and turned over before he landed on the ground, "Let's go."

In the early morning of the second day, Old Zhao was waiting at the door of Jia She's room, and as soon as he took a step, he hugged him and cried bitterly.

"Needless to say, I understand." Jia Amnesty patted him, "You are getting old, you should take care of your health. I let Zhao Shu stay with Qi Guogong, is he okay?"

"Everything is fine. I got sick when I heard the bad news, and he took care of it." Mr. Zhao choked up and said, "Can I go and offer incense to the Duke?"

"Okay, I'll take you there." Jia She said, "Wait a while, I'll ask the host to borrow a car."

Although Jingci Temple is the family temple of Jia's family, it is really not very rich. In the end, a small broken car was found, which could seat four people at most.

"You stay, isn't the host going to give you a lecture?" Yao Qianshu took out the crimson bead grass, "Listen well, maybe you can be ordained and become a monk."

Crimson Pearl Grass: ......

"Let me drive." Jia She rolled up his sleeves, rejecting Jing Kong's offer of borrowing a monk as a field worker.

It happened that, although he lost a lot of weight, he didn't have that alluring peach blossom appearance, and he added a lot of sorrow, but he didn't have a temperament.

Coupled with this small broken car in coarse linen.

She is just a sick beauty who can be bullied by others.

Xue Si'an, the second master of the Xue family, took such a startled glance that his mouth was watering, and he couldn't care less about the food and drink in front of him. He pointed to the back of the little broken car and said, "Hurry up, let me follow."

"My lord, although this man is good, he has a lot of filial piety, isn't it bad luck."

"What's so bad about this, just wash it up more." Xue Si'an is such a vulgar dog, the more he thinks about it, the more unbearable he feels, "Walk around, don't eat."

In a panic, he jammed this man into the car and chased after Jia Amnesty.

The city of Jinling was lively, and it was not conspicuous to follow the carriage behind him. After leaving the city, Yao Qianshu felt something was wrong. He said, "Little Amnesty, you pull over and let the ones behind pass first."

Jia She reined in his horse and stopped by the side.

He took a short cut, which was so narrow that only one carriage could pass.

If the carriage behind was going the same way normally, it should have passed by this way, and I was lucky that I didn't have to be blocked behind.

Xue Si'an also waited for such an opportunity in the wilderness to start, seeing the beauty in front of him stopped by herself, and at that time happily ordered someone to block the car in front of Jia She.

The dog leg helped the second master, who was like a fly rubbing his hands, down, and the second master slapped his mouth, "Young master."

Jia Amnesty went south this time without any guards, and looking at him now, he looked just like Xue Si'an, looking lonely and poor.

But what's the point?

The key is that with Yao Qianshu's force value, even the police can be shot to death like a mosquito. If you bring a lot of people, it will easily expose their improper relationship between men and women. In this situation, it is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

But Xue Si'an didn't know, he rubbed his hands for a while, then approached with a wretched face.