Old Mu, the uncle of the King of Dongping County, suddenly told Jia Cong that they wanted to hand over the information Liu Dengxi left to him. Read at Lingdian
Jia Cong raised his eyebrows: "Have General Gan made it clear to the old man? I have no intention of finding the Supreme Emperor like Eunuch Liu, rescuing him, and helping him return to the throne. I am afraid that I am not in agreement with you.
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Old Man Mu sighed: "It's just for a future."
Jia Cong was silent for a moment and said: "Based on the abilities of the old man and General Gan, and Eunuch Liu's eye for selecting people, we don't have to worry about having no future. Today, under the enfeoffment, all the kings are short of talents."
Old Man Mu said: "How can I get away with just one word? Seriously, do you think you are really the shopkeeper of the store? We have been friends with each other for many years, we know each other well, and Feng Ziying refuses to let go."
Jia Cong said: "Why not take advantage of the situation and vote for Situ Pan?"
Old Man Mu said: "Firstly, we don't want to. Secondly, he is the master of others. If he can't succeed, it will be fine. If he can succeed, he will be suspicious. Don't look at how relieved he is of you now. Wait until he succeeds.
You are probably the first person in the world to be suspicious."
Jia Cong curled his lips and said: "I know this. The late emperor was also a wise master in the early days. After he got old, he was greedy for power and became more and more suspicious. The Supreme Emperor was not eye-catching among the late emperor's disciples. The old man took a fancy to him. Could it be that he was attracted by it?
Liu Dengxi?"
Old Man Mu nodded and said, "Not only that, but the Ninth Prince is willing to sit behind him."
Jia Cong bared his teeth and gave a fake smile.
Old Man Mu said: "In my early years, I didn't know whether he was real or pretending. It's hard to distinguish the authenticity of this person. But since Liu Dengxi is here, even if he is pretending, he has to pretend until Liu Dengxi's death; Liu Dengxi will definitely die before his death.
It will pave the way for saints."
Jia Cong was startled and sighed: "The saint's wet nurse is also a strange woman. She can subdue someone like Liu Dengxi. So what's the problem with the eunuch? But why doesn't she let Liu Dengxi help her biological son?"
Old Man Mu smiled and said: "The sage's wet nurse has no children, but only one daughter, Concubine Hui."
Jia Cong was stunned for another three seconds, then suddenly laughed and said: "Then the other princes are still fighting for the position of the crown prince! With Liu Dengxi here, that position must belong to the second prince, okay?" He clicked his tongue again, "It's just Concubine Hui.
My mother doesn’t understand that it’s too cold to be at a high place. Spider-Man says that with great power comes great responsibility, and the reverse is also true.”
Old Man Mu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, with great power comes great responsibility. Who is this Spider-Man?"
Jia Cong said: "He is a Western knight-errant who likes to fight with others. Because he is afraid of being retaliated by villains and bringing disaster to his family, he usually covers his face with a spider mask so no one knows who he is."
Old Man Mu asked curiously: "There are also knights in the West?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Wherever there are people, there will be injustice, and wherever there is injustice, there will be knights. It is the same in our country and in the West." His heart moved, "Old man! Everyone has not been noticed by Situ Pan yet."
Old Man Mu glanced at him: "If he finds out, can I still sit here?"
Jia Cong said: "I have an idea, please listen to it."
Old Man Mu nodded.
"If I'm not wrong, even though you haven't been exposed now, a lot of clues have fallen into Brother Feng's hands. It's almost impossible to smooth it out, unless you graft it on."
Old Man Mu asked: "How to replace flowers and trees?"
Jia Cong said: "Brother Feng followed the clues in his hand and found out that the person he found was not Liu Dengxi."
Old Man Mu frowned and said, "What does this mean?"
Jia Cong said: "Look, the advantage we have now is that we have a lot of information, information that others don't know. Right?" Old Man Mu nodded. "The disadvantage is that Situ Pan, Feng Ziying and others are afraid of Liu Dengxi and are not prepared to let go of anything.
Clues. And another advantage is that Liu Dengxi is dead. Now that he is dead, everyone can completely change their appearance and start anew."
Seeing that Old Mu and others still didn't understand, Jia Cong picked up the teapot on the table and asked, "Everyone, what's in this?"
Jia Huan said: "Of course it's tea."
Jia Cong then sifted the tea out of the pot and found a green pot in the cup. He tapped the cup and said, "The color of this tea is similar to that of wine. If I poured the tea into the wine jar, I would only see it."
If someone who has never tasted the color sees me pouring this tea from the wine jar into a wine glass, will he think it is tea or wine?"
Jia Huan said: "Of course I thought it was wine."
The man high-fived and said, "I understand! But is he willing to believe it?"
Jia Cong said: "Mountain climbers, once they climb a peak, will gradually lose sight of the difficulties and obstacles, and focus on a new peak. Just like people, they will gradually underestimate the opponent who has been defeated. In the past, Liu Dengxi was the most powerful person.
The biggest stone on Situ Pan's head was that he never relaxed his search for Liu Dengxi's old men because he was used to being afraid of Liu Dengxi. But now Liu Dengxi is dead. A dead person, no matter how terrifying, is limited. Therefore, Situ Pan
Pan Hui gradually paid less and less attention to Liu Dengxi, and shifted his attention to other princes. If someone told him at this moment that Liu Dengxi was not that powerful, but only with the help of others, he would be easily
I believe it. After all, he almost succeeded last time when he raided Liu Dengxi's house."
Old Man Mu thought for a while and asked, "I roughly understand what you mean, but how to start."
Jia Cong said: "Before they find out what's going on, change the organization. Now, change everyone into a green forest intelligence organization."
Old Man Mu frowned: "Green Forest?"
Jia Cong said: "If you don't use the name of Lulin, why don't you use the name of the prince or Dongping Palace? Don't look down on Lulin. The more troubled the times, the more useful Lulin is. And most people in the emperor's family look down on Lulin. If Situ Pan checked
For half a day, Liu Dengxi borrowed the power of Lu Lin and looked down upon his remaining troops. Moreover, there are too many princes, generals and courtiers involved with Lu Lin now, and it is easy to muddy the waters."
Old Mu turned to look at the man: "What do you think?"
The man said: "I'm thinking about giving it a try."
Jia Cong took the opportunity to ask: "What is this uncle's name?"
The man smiled and said, "My name is Anzi."
Jia Cong blinked: "Oh, Uncle An Zi."
"Do you know what my last name is?"
Jia Cong shook his head.
Uncle An Zi said: "You just said that you suffered a lot when you were a child. Do you have any resentment at that time?"
Jia Cong thought for a moment and said, "No. Because I was too young at that time and didn't quite understand what resentment was. And since I was born, I have been a bastard that no one cares about. As the saying goes, habits become natural. At that time, my brother Huan and I
They all feel that it is natural for them to be ignored and looked down upon if they are not born in the wife's womb. Of course, they also envy Brother Baoyu, but I haven't thought about resenting him yet."
An Zishu asked: "A few years ago, Jia Baoyu suddenly changed from a phoenix egg to a person who could even show off to a lowly ordinary servant. Does he resent your father?"
Jia Cong curled his lips: "Is it possible? Jia Baoyu is the holy father who was born with the holy light in the beginning of the world. He can only blame himself or pity others. Besides, he knows right from wrong. Although I look down on his aloofness
, but I have to admit that he is very clean. He is clean in his soul. It’s just that he is so clean that he can easily cause trouble to me, so I despise him.”
Uncle An Zi said: "If your father had not returned the 800,000 treasury silver, and the emperor had not been robbed by the rebels, the Rongguo Mansion would probably have ransacked the house by now."
Jia Cong nodded: "It's necessary."
"If that's the case, what will happen to Jia Baoyu?"
"Maybe he will live his whole life in poverty, be a poor scholar, and die in poverty like Du Fu." The example is Cao Xueqin. "Maybe he will become a monk." The example is the original work. "His temperament is like that."
Uncle An Zi raised his eyebrows: "Won't you rebel?"
Jia Cong and Jia Huan looked at each other, and Jia Huan said: "You can count on us brothers for rebellion. Jia Baoyu can forget about it."
Uncle An Zi said: "If you two were ransacked, would you rebel?"
Jia Huan poked Jia Cong: "Say."
Jia Cong kicked him and said: "I would definitely have noticed something was wrong before something happened. Sneaking away to become a bandit would be considered a kind of rebellion. Let alone the nonsense of family and court, people are born in
Between heaven and earth, a person who has no fault and is facing the calamity of death but is waiting to die with his neck straight, is he any different from a domestic animal?"
An Zishu looked up at him for a long time. Jia Cong was used to being looked at, so he smiled and let him look at him. An Zishu sighed softly and said: "My original name was Quanzi. Later, the seventh prince was named Wei when he was born.
To avoid suspicion, I changed my name to Anzi."
The corner of Jia Cong's mouth twitched: "This is to use unreasonable rules to forcibly highlight the dignity of the royal family, so that people will recognize their status invisibly and lose the consciousness of resistance. Uncle Quan Zi, you are not the first, you may also
Not the last victim."
Uncle Quan Zi looked at him for another half a day, but Jia Cong still sat upright and watched him. Jia Huan laughed and said, "Mr. Mu, Uncle Quan Zi has been looking at you for half a day, and you still have a fat face."
Jia Cong said: "It doesn't matter if I don't look at you, it's obvious that a fat person looks better than a half-fat person." The young man who followed him couldn't help but laugh.
Uncle Quanzi added: "Actually, my real name is not Quanzi. When I wrote my name on the paper, the little eunuch who made the copy misread the word and wrote my name as "Quan"."
Apparently he had something to say, Jia Cong climbed up the pole and said, "Then what was your original name?"
Uncle Quan took his fingers and dipped his fingers into the tea cup that Jia Cong had just poured out for metaphor, and wrote a word on the small table: "Yu".
Jia Cong looked at this word a little strange. Uncle Quan Zi had just been talking nonsense for a long time. He thought he had some connection with Rongguo Mansion, but he couldn't tell anything from this word. Suddenly, a strange idea came from
There was a "bang" in his mind, and a chill hit his head and penetrated from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Jia Cong stood speechless for a long time, while Old Man Mu and Uncle Quan Zi looked at each other in surprise.
Jia Huan looked at the word for a long time, then poked Jia Cong: "Hey, what do you see?" But at this moment, Jia Cong's mind was full of nonsense and ignored him. Then he asked again,
"Sister, what's going on?"
He nodded and shook his head: "I don't know either."
After another long while, Jia Cong raised his head cautiously and said to Uncle An Zi: "Um...I'm sorry...Although I hate my ancestor, very much, she is my biological grandmother after all, and I will not let you kill her for revenge.
Uncle, forgive me." Then he bowed to the ground. "Besides, the highest state of revenge is to live a very good life, live a good life for her to see, and make her mad. Well, I don't care if you want to make her mad."
Uncle Quan Zi nodded repeatedly and said in surprise: "What a quick mind! No wonder Eunuch Liu put you and Situ Pan together to compete. How could you guess it?"
Jia Cong said: "How can I not know what kind of virtue our ancestor is? She puts pressure on my father just like Liu Dengxi puts pressure on the wise king. Besides, since Liu Dengxi has grabbed a starting point, he can't keep it all. I have snatched away others before. I have read the genealogy."
After a moment of silence, Jia Huan let out a fierce "ouch" and pointed at Uncle Quan Zi: "He, he, he is the fifth uncle?"
Jia Cong patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Huan, although you are not as smart as me, you are not too stupid."
In the family tree of the Jia family, in addition to Jia She and Jia Zheng, the previous generation also had three sons who died in infancy. One of them was Jia Daishan's son named Jia Xu. I heard from the old people in the house that Jia Daishan loved him very much. He was born on the street when he was eight years old. He was abducted and torn up by Hanako, and no body was left. Now it seems that it is this uncle Quan Zi... Jia Cong thought to himself, no wonder Liu Dengxi believed in him so easily. Except for the seventh prince, he probably recognized his kinship. Everyone knows this section, and with Jia Xu in hand, there is no need to worry about him not helping.
Jia Huan was stunned for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Are the third uncle and the fourth uncle still alive?"
Jia Xu said coldly: "One of them was one year old, and the other died when he was three years old. It's rare for my father to give him two names."
Jia Huan shuddered: "Then we are lucky enough to have survived until now?"
Jia Cong pursed his lips: "Let's go to the two ladies' houses later to say hello and thank them for not killing me."
Jia Huan pulled Jia Cong and said, "There's something I can't figure out. How could a man as wise and powerful as my grandfather marry his ancestor?"
Jia Cong rolled his eyes at him: "Who looks at the wife when she marries her? You just want to think about what kind of person Sister Yun's father is. Besides, you can't blame her. What big wife doesn't want to kill the little wife's son? If the little wife has the ability, Don’t you also want to kill the eldest wife’s son? Look at how Huo Sheng grew up.”
Jia Xu looked at Jia Cong for another half a day. Jia Cong asked Old Man Mu inexplicably: "Did I say something wrong just now?"
Old Man Mu smiled bitterly and said, "No. It's just that your fourth uncle has never thought about this for many years."
Jia Cong said: "Isn't this a matter of course?"
Old Man Mu looked at him: "Is it natural for my eldest wife to want to kill her bastard son?"
Jia Cong shrugged: "Oh, it's not natural, it's natural. Hey, I've told so many people so many times. Things in the world are not about how you tell others what they should do, and they will do what they do. Where there are people, there will be disputes. .As a mother, you are strong. The backyard is like the front. Either the east wind overpowers the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind. They will fight to the death. My father is her biological son. Look what she has done to her over the years. I even suspect that only my second uncle is. She is her biological child, maybe my father adopted her."
Jia Xu said calmly: "Your father is her biological child." Jia Cong said "cut".
Jia Huan said: "In my father's eyes, only brother Baoyu is his biological son, and I am not a human being. Man said it, he only has Lan'er as his grandson now, he is always the eldest son and the eldest grandson, right? That way.”
Jia Xu glanced at the two of them from left to right: "According to your opinion, I deserve to be unlucky?"
"Of course not!" Jia Huan and Jia Cong shouted at the same time.
Jia Huan said: "You are just unlucky and don't deserve it."
Jia Cong kicked him: "After all, you are still alive. Compared to the third and fourth uncles... Wow!!" He suddenly jumped up and roared, startling everyone! Jia Cong's imagination was wide open and he pointed at Jia Cong. Weiss, "He, he, he... Uncle Fifth, do you know Jia Si?!" Jarvis's expression changed.
Jia Xu said: "He is an orphan rescued by his father in the west."
"Oh." Jia Cong was discouraged and gave a sly smile, "Hehehehe..."
Jia Huan stroked his heart: "I was scared to death every time I was shocked! Oh, it would be great if we could kiss our fourth uncle... I would definitely make our ancestors angry to death."
Jarvis smiled slightly and said in a deep voice: "The general treats my father very well, like a brother."
Jia Cong made a face: "Much better than a real brother, okay? See if he has seen my second uncle seriously."
Jia Huan raised his hands and said: "No!"
The young man who followed them seemed to have endured it for a long time and couldn't even laugh or cry. He asked, "Sister Chen, are they like this on weekdays?"
Qi Dian smiled and said, "It's always been like this, I'm used to it." She looked at Jia Xu and bowed.
Jia Xu asked: "What does this mean?"
Qi pointed out: "We are both fallen people from the end of the world."
Jia Xu sighed: "In any case, you were harmed by me. I was actually kidnapped by Hua Zi, but that Hua Zi got Shi's money and kept an eye on me. He should have killed me to silence me, but he happened to be saved by Eunuch Liu. Next. I am smarter than the ordinary boys he raises, but he wants to go to rich families to pick unpopular children and teach them."
He stood up and smiled sadly before he was about to speak. Jia Cong jumped up again and let out an "ouch". Everyone turned to look at him. Jia Cong opened his mouth for a long time and pointed at Jia Xu: "Fifth uncle, fifth uncle." Are you, are you, a eunuch?!"
Angry, Jia Xu raised his hand and hit him.
Jia Cong didn't dare to fight back and hid with his head in his arms. Jia Xu's kung fu was not that of a three-legged cat like Jia She, who chased him all over the yard. As he ran, Jia Cong kept shouting: "Isn't that right! Ouch! Yes!" That's right! I don't discriminate against eunuchs! There are also some wise and powerful eunuchs! Cai Lun, Zheng He, Sima Qian... Hey, Fifth Uncle, please be merciful, I am your nephew..."
Everyone stood aside and laughed, and Mr. Mu laughed so hard that his beard stood up.