Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Before Nanny Lai spoke, Steward Lai heard Jia Amnesty's tone and knew that something was wrong. Fortunately, when he first arrived, he had already secretly stole the money and asked the mother-in-law to deliver a letter to Mrs. Tai.

Although the Duke is his own son, Mrs. Tai also needs to be her confidant.

What's more, they are the dowry brought by Mrs. Tai from the Hou's mansion. If they are disposed of, it will be a slap in the face of Mrs. Tai.

Seeing his eyes rolling around, Jia She said indifferently, "Those who like to yell, cut off their tongues and send them to the Zhuangzi. As for Manager Lai, they have their hands and feet broken. If they are still alive, they will be reunited with their husbands and wives."

Compared with those two who opened the small door privately and let Marquis Wei in, it is already many times better.

Steward Lai kowtowed, trying to delay Shi's arrival.

Jia She said, "You don't have to wait any longer, Mrs. Tai was frightened by the rebellion that night, and she is recuperating. The woman you are looking for has already been kicked out by a board."

Liuli was already limp on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"You're a maid, so leave it to Min'er." Jia Amnesty stood up and handed over all the power to Jia Zheng, "I've already taught you a lesson in the first round, and the rest will be up to you."

Jia Zhong all knelt down for him, if it wasn't for Wei Hou's incident this time, he was a meritorious guard, and the fire would have burned on him.

"Uncle Zhong doesn't need to be like this. You are in charge of the outer court. I understand that it is inconvenient to meddle in the affairs of the inner court. From now on, husband and wife are not allowed to be in charge at the same time." Jia She said, "Now there are such people, let them do it themselves." Decide which one to keep."

After that, he left, he had to catch up.

Jia Jing asked him to talk to Dongfu.

Not to mention anything else, Wu's sister-in-law really has nothing to say, the Dongfu is monolithic, and the servants are obedient and obedient. It is also very good for Jia Min to learn Wu's methods.

Yao Qianshu was impatient to watch those dealing with servants, so he passed by first. When Jia Amnesty arrived, the two were chatting and joking, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

"Brother respect." Jia She nodded to Jia Jing, and sat down beside Yao Qianshu, "What are you talking about, so happy."

"I'm talking about your ugly childhood." As soon as Jia Jing picked up the pot, Jia Amnesty snatched it over and said, "Why bother Brother Jing to pour tea for me."

Jia Jing raised his eyebrows, "I just want to add a glass of water to myself. You have so many scandals that my mouth is dry."

Jia She smiled, raised his hand to cover him, and then it was his turn, "That's right, I may have tossed about it when I was young, my father hung me on the wall several times."

Yao Qianshu had already heard this passage, and said with a smile, "Your father was quite irritable at the time."

"When you meet him, even a Buddha needs fire." Jia Jing said, and changed the topic, "But we, Xier, have grown up now, and are different from before. Tell me, what are you going to do about the Marquis of Wei's residence?" ?”

Jia She suppressed his smile, "Wei Ziqi now considers himself to be his father's successor, and he doesn't even communicate with us about such a big movement. He doesn't care about the friendship he has had for many years, and we don't have to be patient."

"It's not the first time that someone in the Marquis of Wei's mansion has been involved in a rebellion. It's thanks to His Majesty's grace that someone else can survive." Jia Jing said, "If you want to tear your face apart, you can use this to make a fuss."

"It's not to the point of tearing your face apart. Your majesty's foundation is not stable. If the courtiers start a quarrel, he will definitely compromise with his temperament. You might as well keep his title, but you don't have to keep it all. It's a good thing for him, but it can't be satisfied." He is a traitor in the mansion, but he is still a high-ranking official with a rich salary, so he is hard to convince people." Jia She said, "Besides, I won't embarrass Your Majesty. Even if Wei Ziqi knows about it in the future, he will have something to say. I will, one day, Weihou Mansion is attached to Ningrong Second Mansion, so it will not change, and it is not allowed to change."

This was already expected by Jia Jing, he said indifferently, "I understand what you mean. You are acting more and more domineering now, and he is attached to us, and it will not do us any good."

Even if Jia Jing didn't do anything, Weihou's mansion plotted against him again and again, it would be too lenient for Wei Ziqi to escape safely the second time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to shove from behind, everyone broke up, and it turned around in the future. It's easier to talk with some affection, it's better than holding people's heads down.

Jia She put down the cup in his hand, "There's no harm, is there? I know what he's thinking. Thinking of my father's absence, he's following His Majesty closely, and he's always overpowering me. He's dreaming, neither willing to How can you blame me for being in the same spirit, and unwilling to get together and part ways."

Wei Ziqi is used to being the big brother, and puts on a posture to take care of Jia She, hoping that Jia She will obey him like Jia Daishan.

From Jia Jing's point of view, his thinking was not wrong, but he didn't understand Jia She's personality. Under Jia Daishan's seemingly oppressive but doting education method, when Jia She didn't care, he was generous and easy-going, but Once he touches something he cares about, it will be revenge.

Jia Jing inevitably sighed again, "Stingy ghost."

"It's just that stingy." Jia Amnesty laughed, and then told Jia Zheng about taking over the intelligence system, "If he wants it himself, it doesn't matter if he gives it to him."

"Now you're being generous again. This is a matter of life. Do you trust Zheng'er so much?"

"My own brother, I treat him like I treat my elder brother." Jia She said, "I have thought about it, even if he changes in the future and turns against me, I will not regret today's decision."

People's hearts are changeable, and it is impossible for him to hold Jia Zheng in his hands for the rest of his life.

Of course, it is best not to change.

Jia Jing glanced at Yao Qianshu who was leaning aside and was a little distracted, thinking that Jia Amnesty had this expert as his confidence, even if Jia Zheng committed a mess, he would probably have a way to deal with it.

"Since you have made your decision, I will listen to you." Jia Jing said, "Let Zheng'er come over to me when the time comes, and I will help him with cooking."

"Yeah." Jia She nodded, "Brother Jing, please, the one who looks like my father the most should be you."

"Who came from your honey pot." Jia Jing said angrily, "Can you stay in the mansion for dinner today? I ordered someone to make soup."

Jia Amnesty said knowingly, "Of course I want to keep it."

The soup was all stewed, and he asked whether to keep it or not, which was very duplicity. Wouldn't it be disappointing Jia Jing's good intentions not to keep it.

Yao Qianshu suddenly opened his eyes, knocked on the door, and asked Jia Jing, "Your son?"

The two brothers also looked over and saw a little guy holding a wooden sword, rolling and crawling over the threshold, running with short legs, "Uncle!"

"Jia Xiaozhen is here, and she sneaked away again?" Jia Amnesty bent down and picked up his short legs, let him sit on his lap, squeezed his hand and waved at Yao Qianshu, "This is Mr. Yao , call someone."

"Hello, Mr. Yao." Jia Zhen hugged Jia She's arm, and looked curiously at this handsome uncle who was dressed extravagantly.

Jia Jing reminded him friendly, "You'd better restrain yourself in front of my son, otherwise I won't be unhappy."

It means don't show affection, don't spread dog food, don't spoil my son.

Yao Qianshu waved his hand at him casually, and untied a golden Pixiu from his waist, which was just typed out. Seeing the golden light, he just stuffed it into Jia Zhen's hand, "It's a small thing, a greeting."

Jia Zhen didn't dare to take it, so she went to see Jia Jing.

Jia Jing smiled and said, "Mr. Yao gave it to you, so you can take it. He has money."

"Thank you, Mr. Yao." Jia Zhen took it and thanked her. The Pixiu was almost bigger than his little palm, and it was heavy to hold.

Only Jia She knew that Yao Qianshu was throwing his burden.

He specially called for this golden Pixiu. He felt that the beast that attracts wealth and the tree that shakes money are a perfect match, and Yao Qianshu despised it to death. This is still true love, so he was willing to take it with him.

Jia Amnesty glanced at him with a smile, and Yao Qianshu felt a little guilty, "I was careless when I went out, and I didn't prepare anything else, just don't dislike it."

On the car back to Rongfu after dinner, Yao Qianshu saw Jia She closed his eyes and said nothing, thinking that he was angry about Jin Pixiu, so he posted it a little unhappy and said, "Really so stingy? I didn't bring anything else today." , that’s all it takes.”

Jia She was greedy for two cups during the meal, and was a little overwhelmed. He opened his eyes and saw his sullen face, and almost laughed out loud, "No, you think too much. If you don't like it, tomorrow's craftsman will come into the mansion to say goodbye to you." of."

Yao Qianshu looked over with the lamp, Jia She's eyes were still full of spring water, but he could only look at him like this, he held Jia She's hand and said, "It's good not to be angry, in fact, that brave is also pretty. "

Round-headed and round-brained, biting a round copper coin, so cute.

Jia She said, "I asked them to make the pattern I painted. Why would it not look good? The ordinary Pixiu they brought are not fun. Don't think about that. I just made something for you on a whim. "

Yao Qianshu didn't speak, thinking how to repay Jia Amnesty's kindness.

When Jia Amnesty woke up the next day, Yao Qianshu was no longer by his side. He asked Chun Shuidao who came to serve him, "Where is Mr. Yao?"

Without this psychological quality, Chun Shui couldn't be the butler of Rong Guogong's inner courtyard. He smiled immediately, "Mr. Yao got up early today, so he didn't disturb the Duke. He is currently in the sewing room."

"What are you going to do in the sewing room?" Jia Amnesty asked, not necessarily a sudden fever, wanting to learn about the virtues of knitting girls.

"It seems that there is something for them to make, I am afraid that the servants will not understand the message, so I went in person." Chun Shui said, "Mr. Yao hasn't had breakfast yet, and he said he was waiting for you to get up."

"I see, send someone to invite him back, let's set the meal, I'll pack it up in a while." Jia She said, if nothing happened, he would still take the simple route.