"Just let me get rid of both Rongning's mansions!" After sighing, the emperor shouted, angry and angry with the old man's partiality and jealousy.

Why doesn't he have such a filial son? Other people's sons have sacrificed their lives to lie and make a fool of themselves.

And what about his son?

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety-one series of sons are not staring at the throne under his butt, but just staring at his private money, and it is completely a placenta!

"Isn't there any method to train soldiers? Just say that it was Jia She who offered it, and his father left him with the things that saved his life." The emperor pityed Jia She, the "confused insect", and considered it comprehensively for the people: "She will re-establish a fifth-ranked little master first. After the matter in Jiangnan is handled, it is said that the Jia Shi family's snake-scorpion heart was heartbroken, and the midwife sent by the midwife to sue Jia She is not a parent-child, and she wanted to pave the way for Jia Zheng. When Dali Temple investigated this matter, it did not make any mistakes in the evidence link, which led to Jia She who completely believed the midwife's testimony. In fact, Jia She was indeed the eldest son. For compensation, the court gave the title as his name, "Enhou."

Today: “…………………”

At this moment, he didn't want to think about it again. He struggled to regain the last trace of reason, and spoke now, trying to make his expression calmer, and explained: "Father, son is not... it's not that he is unwilling to give Jia She a false title, even real power is fulfilled, as long as you are happy, but we have to be gentle, it's better to give him fish than to give him fish."

While saying that, he is silently reciting, "My father has been an emperor since he was a child. He is used to the domineering and dictatorial and unified emperor thinking." Then he spoke slowly and continued to persuade: "My son is bold and disrespectful. What you said just now is not to blame Dali Temple, but it will also leave a knot in Jia Zhen's heart. Now the three of them are still sharing weal and woe, and there is some friendship of mutual support. Jia Zhen does not seem to be heartless, and is also helping Jia Lian. Jia Lian becomes a weapon, and Jia She will be good. Father, do you think this is the case?"

Seeing that the emperor's expression was a little calmer, he continued: "At that time, we will help Jia She again, which will make people have some achievements. Even if not, my son finds a way to find someone to serve as his aide and guide him. If nothing else, Jia She will spend money as the assembly of the boy Shancai. After being named charity, he is also a well-known representative of filial piety and a typical example of a prodigal son turning back. In this way, the right time, place and people, I will give him a title. How good is it to be legitimate? Now you wave your hand and open your golden mouth, no one dares to say anything on the surface. But what if they let them hide it in their hearts and create a estrangement with Jia She and secretly wear small shoes for others?"

"Then why don't you go and do it quickly? Are you still waiting for the scandal of the Jia family to be known?" The emperor listened to these well-founded words, even though he felt right in his heart, even if he had calmed down and knew that he had made a mistake before, how could he admit it? He is still the emperor and has no willful power?

The emperor was so angry that he shook his sleeves, "If you continue to make trouble, the court will lose all its face!"

"Okay, Father, please calm down. Son will give the order now." Now Cong Suliu responded, and after saying a few words of concern for the Emperor's mood, he nodded and bowed.

Although he was indeed a bit uncomfortable and thought Jia She had a little luck in dog shit, he became accustomed to it. After all, his father was also partial to people. Occasionally, in some aspects, he could reach the level of desire for love, desire for life and evil, and death.

When he was a child, his father favored the eldest brother of the prince. After the eldest brother died of illness, he favored the tenth prince's brother. Now King Zhongshun. In addition to these two, he was also accused of favoring him. His father also said to have favored the third prince, the sixth prince, the seventh prince, the twelfth prince, the fourteenth prince, and the nineteenth prince who is still a baby. In addition to the prince, there are five princes. As for the prince, there are also more than ten princes. The most famous one is the son of the prince, and the nephew of the Zhongyi prince who is now ruined. Others who participated in the battle for the throne in the past were all deposed and demoted to common people. They were enclosed in the prison cell of the clan mansion. In a small small area, he was enclosed in the huge palace, and still had a wealth of food and food.

Of course, rumors in the world have also loved him - the former ninth prince, the current emperor.

But in fact...

Now I looked back at the plaque of the Daming Palace, and my eyes flashed again and again. This... this feeling, when I become a father and a king, he actually understands it. There are too many children and fatherly love is limited. Especially for the royal family, most of the time, I have to be the first king and later father. When I look at his father, I am confused and obedient, I still remember a sentence - waiting for the Jiangnan incident.

As he thought about it, he now showed a relieved smile and shook his head with a sigh. People like him who were born in a "family family with many children and blessings" really felt that Jia She had shit in her head. He could not understand that Jia She could speak such words and deeds that were no less than self-sacrifice for the sake of illusory maternal love. However, if he didn't understand, he would be able to take back two founding meritorious positions at once and hit other noble families. This made Jia She very worthy of praise.

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Jia She, who is very commendable, is holding a bowl that has broken a gap in his hand and sings the future life: "[Little cabbage, the ground is yellow, the cold weather is so busy that it is hot and sweaty, and there is no need to eat white flour buns with bacon, steam a pot of horse-toothed vegetable buns, and you have to carry the garlic mortar with your own hands and pound the garlic juice,] The juice is covered with tears on his face..."

Jia Lian watched as he left the prison guard who was like a dog behind him, trying to hold his breath and bring the medicine bowl to Jia She. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, he saw his father's face was full of tears. Jia Lian was a little anxious, put the medicine bowl aside, hurriedly took out his handkerchief, and advised softly: "Dad, stop crying, okay? If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen into walnuts, and it will be no longer beautiful. And the ground is cold, can you get up first?"

Since his father told him about his true life, something was wrong with him. Ning Shen Tang could not calm him down.

"Come on," Seeing that Jia She was stuck to the ground by rice porridge, Jia Lian became more and more careful and coaxed: "Then let's drink this medicine first? It will be bitter when it is cold, and it will not be bitter at all now."

"You think I'm a three-year-old child? Take a sip and see, it's not bitter? No, I'm not sick at all!"

Jia Lian: "……………” This is his father. Ling Yuange's father cried for him. He can no longer refute and excite people at this time.

Jia She looked at Jia Lian with disgust, ignored the steaming medicine bowl, and directly sat upright with her legs crossed, pinched an orchid finger, clamped a straw, and smiled with a broken voice, "You said that if I became a monk now, will I keep my head? The monk is not good, and I want to be slaughtered, it's too ugly. I'm going to the Taoist temple, how about Brother Xuejing? He is wearing a Taoist robe and is full of fairy spirit."

"Dad..." As soon as Jia Lian heard this, his little resentment dissipated completely. He was busy thinking about the words and sentences in his mind, thinking about how to persuade others.

Looking at the scene of a father who is kind and filial to his son, Jia Zhen finally took his hands away from his ears, revealing a look of saving. Because Jia She's magic sound is a weapon of killing. He has heard of the incomplete sound, never heard of the magic sound flowing in his ears, and he still realizes it is a natural sound. The most important thing is that he has to bite the bullet and endure the singing of "Mai Ba".

For a psychic who has good listening skills, Jia She's singing is enough to make him run wild without control. As for the reason why Jia She was not beaten up by him, and even why they are in the same cell now, he also wants to know these questions!

I have seen double standards, but I have never seen the emperor double standards so severe, and I have made him know the person involved. He worked hard to design and made real achievements to surrender. It is reasonable and he should have treated him better? Even if it is the friendship between ancestors, they are on the same starting line, right?

However, the clean and tidy prison cell belongs to Jia She, and the treatment of four dishes and one soup was only enjoyed after Jia She came and cried and went on a hunger strike. Until now, in order to take care of Jia She's injured little heart, not only did the doctor take care of the pulse, but he and Jia Lian also treated him the same treatment, and wanted to give people colorful clothes to entertain relatives.

This treatment is completely a pampered little... the little princess is a singular person.

Jia Zhen felt that many bloody plots appeared in her mind, such as Prince Huanzhu.

His eyes were staring at Jia She who was still crying and laughing. Jia Zhen spoke very coldly and coldly and coldly and interrupted Jia She's fantasy: "You have no chance. I checked my father's resume. He came according to the process seriously. He was recommended by Taoist Qingfeng from the Imperial Heaven Prison. After taking the "Tao Te Ching" and "Huang Ting Jing", he could also edit and explain the Taoist classic "Yin Qiwen". After passing the certification by the Ministry of Revenue, he obtained the certificate of sacrificial ritual and transferred himself to the Taoist naturalization. After receiving the certificate of sacrificial ritual, he taught the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the scriptures, precepts, and chanted the monks and Taoists on the spot. Do you know? The court has a special management system for monks and Taoists. He either changed clothes and shaved his head casually

If you don’t check it, you will know that this ancient Taoist monk with a serious official official account is also a talent. However, because the exam is too difficult, most monks and Taoists are still unofficial. Of course, this is also the case of the people not suing the officials and not prosecuting them. Like the Emperor’s Eternal Temple that Jia Rong sent You to. This name can be found here. It is the Royal Taoist Temple. According to reports, it is used by Princess Qinghe to play tickets. If you look good, you can get in with some incense money.

Princess Qinghe is the key figure in the rumored love corner. According to Baguarong, because she fell in love with Song Xueci at first sight, she wanted to break up the marriage between Song Xueci and Zhang, and she also came up with a plan to kill two birds with one stone to promote Jia She and Zhang. This is perfect! Because Princess Qinghe is the princess Jia Daishan wanted to marry for her son. Her mother, Emperor Ning, is the second queen of the emperor. Empress Liu is the only daughter of Empress Liu. She has no brothers and is the legitimate daughter. Jia Daishan is very satisfied. It is reported that Emperor Ning was also very satisfied at that time, and they both joked about each other as their relatives.

After skipping the blood, Jia Zhen felt from the bottom of her heart that her son was not raised in vain. She was so powerful!

Didn't you know that Jia Zhen's thoughts ran wildly in his mind? Jia She directly kneaded the straw into a ball and smashed it at Jia Zhen, and angrily said, "You have to care! No, what's wrong..."

My head turned around and looked at the cell in the large suite with only the three of them, quietly, and it was a good opportunity to share secrets and make a confession.

Jia She approached Jia Zhen and asked whispered: "Is the branch sect the one you are doing behind the scenes?"

"Didn't you ask before?" As soon as Jia Zhen talked about this, he couldn't help but look at his clothes that were still wrinkled until now.

"That's not...that's not..." As he said that, Jia She took a deep breath, raised his head and forced his tears back, and then continued to whisper: "That's not to divert your attention and find a target to vent. My intuition tells me that it has something to do with you."

Jia Zhen: “…………”

Jia Lian quickly flashed to Jia Zhen, restraining the fear that had risen in his heart for some reason, trembled and raised his hand to pat people's back and forth: "Brother Zhen Zhenzhen calm down, my father... he said something wrong for a moment."

"Go aside." Jia Zhen raised his hand directly, grabbed Jia Lian's collar, and kept the person aside. In the second half, he squatted and looked at Jia She who was sitting in a slump, and smiled grimly, with a strong threat: "Okay, then I'll change the focus now. Are you the Jia Shi's biological son?"

Within half an hour when Jia She cried and howled, the prison guards ran out and became anxious. At this moment, he could guarantee that no one around was eavesdropping anymore.

"Of course! My grandfather, my dad is not a fool." After saying it casually, Jia She rubbed his forehead and pressed down on the beautiful scenes left by himself: he was tired of catching hide and playing in the garden, and his wife wiped his sweat; he broke his legs naughtyly, and his wife asked him for peace talisman; he had heard the heart-wrenching shouts outside the delivery room, and knew that the wife had been in pain for two days and one night to give birth to him.

Two days and one night.

He almost lost his life.

Based on this idea, he has always been filial to the old lady. No matter how many grievances he has suffered, he has looked at all with cold eyes, contempt and sympathy. Even if he himself feels that his wife is biased, he has never said anything to the outside world. He has tried his best to take everything that the eldest son has for the old lady to use at will. This time, the old lady wants to be the head of the Rong Mansion, and he gives it completely.

But after all, Jia She is still an individual. He is a human being, so he has seven emotions and six desires. He can be humble and down, but he cannot die because of this.

His life is his grandfather, his father who takes friendship and asks others to save him; his grandmother takes care of him day and night, allowing him to become stronger and stronger little by little. He can do everything, but he cannot die just because of Jia Shi.

Even if he could survive this time, he could still try to have a son in Yuanchun in the harem by obsessing with Jia Shi and Jia Zheng. Perhaps he had too many associations, but this incident made him understand that he could never whitewash the peace like this.

Jia She thought, looking at Jia Zhen with his eyes, suppressing the comparison of the person in front of him, slowly regaining his little depressed plan, whispering a little dignity for himself, and saying, "I crawled out of my wife's belly, can't let me learn from Nezha, and give it back to her, right? I don't have a master who can resurrect me. Instead of being killed, I still have a son, and I have to watch the Jia family continue."

Speaking of this, Jia She's tone was extremely calm, and every word was written: "The Jia family, Rongfu, instead of using the name of preserving the family to do things that are filthy and dirty, it is better to start over. Anyway, I have a son."

“Right?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Zhen couldn't help but frown. He felt that these two words were a pair, and each word was a thousand gold. Because Jia She's tone was negligent and weird, it was a look of joy, without any concealment.

Jia Lianzheng, who was stared at, nodded with a solemn expression: "Dad, don't worry, I will never let you down." From the moment he looked at the master who was imprisoned for him, he made up his mind to become stronger! Showing his strength, one day, those in the second house will make the people bow down and bow down to their sanctions!

"Okay!" Jia She smiled after hearing this: "Remember, you can't do it, your grandson, your grandson, your grandson, your grandson, your old man who has nothing to do, is he called the one who moves the mountain?"

Jia She thought about it again and again, but she didn't remember the allusion name of "Yugong Moving Mountain", but she remembered the essence of him and opened her mouth and said, "I think he said it right in one sentence, and his descendants are endless!"

Jia She's rare literary head shook twice, and a strong light burst out in his eyes, saying, "Remember when the descendants become prosperous and become Dukes, you must not forget to tell your husband about his family sacrifice! Remember whether or not!"

Jia Lian nodded like pounding garlic and quickly responded: "Dad, I will definitely work hard and will not make you regret it."

"You try to give birth to a fat grandson for me first."

Jia Lian: "……………” I met my father’s career, but he actually made me focus on my family and treat me as a breeder.

Jia She saw that his son was so skillful and could be said to be a complete transformation. His eyes turned to Jia Zhen, who was half a master, snorted coldly, half confided and half proudly, and said with a humble tone: "Hey, Zhen'er, I actually do the truth you gave Lian'er before."

The room was instantly silent.

Jia Lian gave Jia Zhen a look of asking for help.

Jia Zhen smiled, and his eyes turned to the medicine bowl that was still steaming.

"Although I didn't learn the Four Books and Five Classics when I was a child, I had social interactions, especially official exchanges, and I sat on my grandfather's knees as a lullaby. My father also loved me and said that he would directly cultivate Hu'er to inherit and carry forward the Rong Mansion. Anyway, according to the worldly loves the world, I'd be a good little lord. He once asked me for the princess. Unfortunately, Princess Qinghe likes the one with the surname Song, and then the one with the surname Song, hahahahahahahaha..."

Jia She smiled and felt extremely aggrieved: "As a result, he died young."

Jia Lian and Jia Zhen were both stunned. After a while, they realized that the ridicule was the branch line, the ridicule of love against love. The main line was still the emphasis on the young master who was a Jin Zun Yu Gui and was very lucky.

"Hey, I'm seventy years old anyway, and I'll rely on you young juniors in the future." Jia She touched her non-existent beard and sighed: "If the emperor is kind enough and I can still live, then I will definitely be an old man, with a big fat grandson on the left and a fan on the right to fan my good grandson on my good grandson. But if I'm going to be exiled, it's too miserable. I feel that I can't bear it, maybe bit my tongue..."

"Dad, don't say these..." Absolutely skimmed the word "disgusting", Jia Lian said with a pious look: "I believe that the emperor is wise, and they will definitely make a case impartial. Otherwise, how could he have done something outside the law before?"

"But..." Jia She held her cheek and blinked innocently: "I seem to have messed up the matter."

"Or?" Jia She blinked again and looked at Jia Lian, her face changed several times, and finally seemed to make up her mind and spoke: "Or, if you are even beheaded, then I will say that you are not my own son, and you are Song Xueci. Really, he has a deep affection for your mother, and your grandfather has taught him. I am dead, and it is not scary to wear a cuckold. You must survive, do you know?"

Jia Lian emphasized sharply: "Dad, can you give me a little trust? I will definitely work hard to achieve something. We don't have to rely on others."

Looking at Jia Lian's touching and frustrated appearance, Jia Zhen directly picked up the bowl of medicine that was almost dissipating heat, stretched his long arm, aimed at Jia She's chin, and said, "If you are sick, you will be cured by your brain. Jia Lian, hold him down, either water in your brain or burning it out."

"...Ao..." Jia She was so painful that she was about to cry. Who is this cruel nephew? He almost took off his chin. And this evil Jia Lian actually held his hands and refused to resist.

The three Jia family didn't have to worry about anything in the cell that could be called "a paradise". They lived a warm life of being idle and looking for death/specially being dissatisfied with treatment and occasionally chatting about gossip. In addition to "a paradise", the court was using various methods to pay attention to the latest progress of the Jia family.

In the room of the Ministry of Rites, the current left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites looked at Song Xueci and smiled awkwardly. They had drafted two drafts before, but now they were going to draft the third one. The speed of writing articles was not as fast as the Jia family, and they were exploding.

In Shuntian Mansion, Bao Mian, who received the emperor's clear order, almost dug the entire Shuntian Mansion three feet to find Jia Rong, who was suspected of being abducted. After finally getting news from the two of them, he heard the words "just sleeping under the bed" and said, "I just didn't know how to express my feelings for you."

Ministry of War...

Of course, the busiest thing is the Sansi. The main part of Dali Temple is the Ministry of Justice, the Censorate, and the Jinyiwei cooperates. A group of people come straight to Ning Mansion.

Fortunately, after they had a cup of tea in Ning Mansion, Jia Rong, who is now the only person in charge of Ning Mansion, finally returned home with all his heart.

Zuo Quan, who was the chief trialer of this case, held back his gossip and promoted the emperor's will. After quietly watching Jia Rongte kowtow with a pious voice, he gave a gaze and said: "Thank you, my emperor, long live my emperor!"

"Xiao Jia, you can distinguish right from wrong so well." Zuo Quan said kindly, and introduced his subordinates, asking him to lead a group of foreign officials to seize Ning Mansion and register.

After properly arranged the Ningfu sealing matters, Zuo Quan took his people to Rongfu. As for why he copied the Ningfu, which had a good attitude, instead of Rongfu.

That's not to inform some people of interest of time to inform the flow of information.
To be continued...