Chaos in Rongxi Hall!
Old women crying, women cursing, children crying, others persuading, men defending, and bottles breaking.
The children were quickly carried out by the mothers-in-law, and the older ones were also pulled out by the maids. They walked hurriedly to the backyard after leaving the door. They were going to bring in the rescuers!
"You damn little maid raised me, you must have had unscrupulous intentions and wanted to kill my son!"
"Bullshit on your mother! What's wrong with your son that I can plot against? Relax!"
"Oh my poor grandson!!"
"Madam, madam, what's wrong? Madam, don't scare your daughter!"
The entire Rongxi Hall instantly turned into a mess.
Poof!
A blue and white jar was thrown to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"Crazy woman, this is the emperor's order, is it something I can control?!"
"Give my son back his life!"
"Damn it, you're still drinking outside!"
Snapped!
A sandalwood squat was thrown out of the Hall of Honor and shattered into pieces.
"Brother Zhu! This old woman is useless, I can't protect you!"
"Mrs!"
Bang!
Brothers Jia She and Jia Zheng were invited over by the maid, and what they saw was the Rongxi Hall that looked like it had been shot.
Weijing in the hall is clearly divided into three parts.
On the left is Jia Hui, who is holding a candlestick. Behind him are Li Wan, Jia Hui's wives and concubines, and Mrs. Xing.
On the right is Mrs. Wang, holding a table leg with an evil look on her face, fighting against Jia Hui alone, with several concubines of Jia Zheng standing behind her.
Standing straight towards the door were Jia's mother, Jia Min, and her daughter. Jia's mother kept crying, while Jia Min kept comforting his mother, and occasionally glanced blankly at the two groups of people confronting each other.
And Baoyu, a pioneer who skipped classes and was hiding in the corner shivering.
"W-What the hell is going on!"
The two Jia She brothers hurriedly ran around to Jia's mother. The three brothers and sisters comforted their mother together. Jia She turned to look at Jia Min who was confused and asked.
The two brothers only knew that there was a fight in Rongxi Hall and hurried to Rongxi Hall. They still don't know the reason for the fight.
"Master!" When Mrs. Wang saw her master arriving, the grievances in her heart burst out instantly. She took the legs of the table and trotted a few steps to kneel next to Jia Zheng.
"Master, this little servant Jia Hui is not a son of a human being. He has slandered the emperor and wants our brother Zhu to die!" Mrs. Wang cried to Jia Zheng with runny nose and tears. When he got up, he was like a cuckoo weeping blood, and he was heartbroken with grief.
"What? Brother Hui, this..." Jia Zheng looked in disbelief at Jia Hui, who had found a relatively complete chair and sat down.
"Stop fucking listening to her farts. What does Jia Zhu deserve for me to plot against him? He's trying to kill him, but it's too late for me to praise him! A dog bites Lu Dongbin, but it doesn't recognize a good heart!"
Jia Hui pinched the rag on his arm that had obviously been bitten and stained with blood. He carefully opened it and spit in the direction of Mrs. Wang.
Just now, when Jia Hui blocked Mrs. Wang with her arm, she was accidentally bullied by Mrs. Wang and bit her arm, biting into the flesh.
"you"
"Wangzhi, why are you talking to your second uncle! Brother Hui, what happened to Brother Zhu, where are the others?"
Seeing that Mrs. Wang was about to scold her eldest son again, Jia She quickly interrupted Mrs. Wang, giving Jia Hui time to explain the situation clearly.
"snort!"
Jia Hui snorted coldly.
"When the Emperor saw that Brother Zhu was from a distinguished family and had a distinguished family background, and that he was also good enough to be a top prospect in Jinke, he wanted him to be the ballast of the North Korean investigation team."
"Slow down! Brother Hui, ballast stone?" Jia Zheng's heart was also raised.
"Yes, these people selected by the Holy Spirit are all capable, but their status and family status are not high, and they cannot attract the attention of the two classes of households in North Korea. They are afraid that they will all be chopped off by the two classes of households, so they just want to Let Brother Zhu take advantage of my power to make North Korea worry and increase the chances of survival of some missions."
"Then why don't you tell the Emperor that Brother Zhu is too weak to take on the responsibility!" Mrs. Wang screamed at Jia Hui!
"Ignorant stupid woman, don't you think I didn't say that! Can I influence what the Emperor decides? Don't fuck around here. If you have the guts, go find the Emperor!
No, I'm sorry, Second Aunt, I forgot that you are a fifth-grade pleasant person. You are not even qualified to hand over a sign to the palace to meet the queen alone! "Jia Hui looked mocking.
Hearing Jia Hui talk about her rank revealed the thing that Mrs. Wang didn't want to mention the most.
She is the lowest-ranking member of the whole family, not to mention her own wife and mother-in-law, her arch-rival Jia Min will be entering the fourth rank in a few months, her sister-in-law, who is usually the most despised, and her eldest step-sibling, Mrs. Xing, all have one Mrs. Bo's seat.
Not to mention that the junior Li Wan belongs to the wife of a county princess!
Mrs. Wang's eyes suddenly turned blood red. She picked up a piece of porcelain like a madman and rushed towards Jia Hui to cut his mouth!
"You little beast, I'll tear you alive!"
Seeing this, Jia Zheng hurried forward and hugged Mrs. Wang's waist, holding her tightly and not letting go, for fear that she would break away.
Jia She on the side also woke up from a dream, and quickly stepped forward and knocked the porcelain fragments off Mrs. Wang's hand.
Pieces of pieces!
Jia She looked intently at the porcelain piece. Ah! ! !
The official kiln porcelain of the previous dynasty cost at least 8,000 taels of silver.
My flesh hurts! !
Jia She grinned in distress.
"Hun, Brother Hui, this is about Brother Zhu." Jia Mu, who finally took a breath, looked at Jia Hui expectantly and looked at what she wanted to say.
"Old lady, you are more familiar with the Emperor than I am. Don't you know what kind of person the Emperor is? Who has ever changed anything the Emperor has decided?" Knowing what the old lady wanted to say, Jia Hui quickly interrupted. Jia Mu’s words.
Rongxi Hall instantly fell into a state of calm.
"But it's not all bad for Brother Zhu to go to North Korea. At the very least, if Brother Zhu succeeds in coming back, he won't have any obstacles in terms of qualifications and political performance before entering the third rank, and he won't have to spend a lot of time in the Hanlin Academy to qualify. "
"He doesn't have to go through qualifications in the first place. How could you, the eldest brother, still want Brother Zhu to be a fifth-rank official for the rest of his life!" Mrs. Wang glared at Jia Zheng fiercely, making Jia Zheng lower his head in shame.
His recent evaluation was average. Most people who entered the court at the same time as him or even a few years later were promoted, but his promotion was still far away.
"Oh, stupid woman!" Jia Hui replied disdainfully.
"you"
"That's enough!" The old lady who was slumped in the chair finally regained her composure and quickly shouted towards the audience who were about to start fighting again.
The people in the hall borrowed donkeys from the slope and immediately became quiet. They took the first and second bedrooms as their camps and lined up on both sides of the Rongxi Hall.
Compared with the large house with lush foliage, the second bedroom seems to be sparsely populated.
"Hmph, evildoer, how long are you going to stand there!" Jia Zheng finally remembered Baoyu who was huddled in the corner, and suddenly shouted at him, scaring Baoyu so much that he trembled and wet his pants.
It's over, it's over, I was caught playing truant by my master.
"hurry up!"
Shivering again, Baoyu held back her tears and moved to Jia Zheng's side with her wet pants between her hands.
"No, Nie Zhan, aren't you supposed to go to school today!" Jia Zheng finally realized what he was doing. Seeing Jia Baoyu's cowering look, he thought of his promising eldest son and Jia Hui, who was opposite him and had become a captain. , became so angry that he finally lost his mind, grabbed Baoyu's shoulders and threw him to the ground!
Regardless of Baoyu's struggle and Mrs. Wang's obstruction, he grabbed the table leg on the ground and hit Baoyu's buttocks!
"If you want to beat me, second brother, beat me to death first!"
Seeing that her beloved Baoyu was about to be hit by his father's stick, which was neither light nor heavy, Jia Mu became anxious again. She threw away Jia Min, who was still holding her arm, and moved towards Baoyu on the ground to protect her. .
Everyone in the big room instantly went into a state of eating melons and watching a show. Only Jia She stood there for a while and then suddenly reacted and rushed towards Jia Zheng. He grabbed Jia Zheng's arms and disarmed them, and lifted the table legs. Throw it aside.
. . . . . .
"Hiss-ha, tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap ah!"
A piece of rag was pinched out with tweezers from the tooth marks on Jia Hui's forearm, and a bit of minced meat was also brought out.
"Don't move!" Li Wan frowned and glared at Jia Hui, then took a cotton swab, dipped it in some alcohol and pressed it on the wound he had just cleaned.
"Uh-huh. Huh--" Jia Hui's voice changed due to the stimulation of alcohol.
"Aren't you a military commander? Why can't you bear this pain?"
"Then let's try it instead."
Opposite him, Jia She, who was holding Xiao Yanei, had a dull look on his face. Only Xiao Yanei's soft voice of "oh oh" could make him smile a little.
I was scolded by my mother again!
It was the emperor's idea to let Brother Zhu go to North Korea. What does it have to do with Dafang? If you are really dissatisfied, then go to the emperor to argue!
I'm talking about whether Brother Hui can be asked to ask the emperor again, and whether he can find a good job in Gyeonggi or Liubu instead.
"Brother Hui, just listen to what the old lady said. Don't go to the emperor to ask for mercy. He, Jia Zhuai, will go or not!"
Jia She gave instructions to Jia Hui with an aggrieved look on his face.
"Yeah." Jia Hui nodded.
He had already said that he was completely benevolent and righteous to Jia Zhu and his second wife, but Wang Shuqing was still not satisfied, saying that promoting and caring for Jia Zhu was what she should have done!
The last tooth mark wound was also cleaned, and Li Wan took out the white medicine sent from the southwest and applied it on the wound, then wrapped a bandage and tied it tightly.
Wound debridement and bandaging is over!
"Okay madam, you and the others should go out first. Father and I still have something to talk about." Jia Hui finally recalled the business of returning to Rongguo Mansion and gave Li Wan an order.
Li Wan was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the father and son wanted to talk about some secret topics.
From Jia She's arms to the small yamen, Li Wan led the women in the house out and closed the door thoughtfully.
Jia She watched this scene and sat on the top chair without saying a word. He didn't look at Jia Hui until Li Wan and others walked out.
"Brother Hui, what's going on?" Jia She asked.
Jia Hui was silent for a moment.
He didn't really want to talk to Jia She about the people Jia Jing was in contact with.
It was hard to get out of the shadow of that day, and I don’t know what impact this news will have in the future.
Sighing, Jia Hui finally chose to tell Jia She the news.
"Dad, do you know what Jia Jing has been doing recently?"
"Bastard, that's your respect." He was about to correct Jia Hui's title, but after hearing Quan Jia Hui's words, Jia She felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"What is Brother Jing doing?" Jia She asked.
"East Palace."
Snap!
The folding fan in his hand fell to the ground unsteadily. Jia She sat on the chair and stared at Jia Hui with wide eyes. He couldn't speak.
"East Palace." Jia She closed his eyes bitterly.
. . . . . .
"Dad, what are you doing? Dad, let us out! Dad, now that the six princes are out, the situation is with the prince, and I need us!"
The young Jia She who had not yet grown a beard anxiously slapped the chained door from the outside and begged to the old figure who was wearing armor outside the door.
"Bullshit, Long Xiang and Feng Xiang are both in the imperial city. Who can beat them with six rates? You two little bastards are so bold that you dare to rebel with the prince."
"The emperor bullied me too much!" Jia She immediately retorted loudly.
"Bullshit! This world is meant to be handed over to me from now on. If you can't even stand the Holy Emperor's troubles, how will you be able to secure your position in the country in the future!" The grey-haired old man with a beard put on his bag, grabbed the tea cup, and moved it behind him. Throw away the tight door.
Poof!
The tea cup hit the door and shattered into pieces. Jia She was so frightened that he couldn't help but jump back, but he stepped forward again and stared into the old man's eyes firmly.
"Alas" Jia Daishan sighed, but smiled happily.
My son has grown up and has his own persistence.
"Don't look at me, don't even want to go there today, just stay at home!"
"What nonsense are you talking to the second uncle? The young master is still waiting for us!"
Jia Jing, who had been sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his chair and threw it towards the door. Jia She was so shocked that he jumped away quickly.
Bang!
The door trembled and some dust fell.
Bang!
Jia Jing, whose eyes were already red, flew up and kicked the door again, but the door, which was tightly entangled with iron chains, remained motionless. On the contrary, Jia Jing lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Second uncle, open the door, open the door! Second uncle, Jia Daishan, Jia Daishan, please open the door for me. I am the Young Master of the East Palace, how dare you imprison the imperial official! Jia Daishan, open the door, otherwise I will see how I will deal with you! Jia Daishan Did you hear that!"
Jia Jing desperately threatened Jia Daishan crazily.
Jia Daishan ignored the pale shouts of his eldest nephew behind him, took the waist knife and long spear that had been with him for most of his life from the hands of the old guard beside him, and walked towards the small door of Lixiangyuan near the street with firm eyes.
"grandfather."
A young boy with a tall and erect figure and outstanding demeanor carefully opened the door and looked at the old general who was about to put down the rebellion with a worried look on his face.
"Brother Hui, be good, go back to your room and go to bed. Grandpa has something to do tonight. Tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning, grandpa will tell you the story of grandpa fighting Heshuote in the northwest!"
The old general walked up to the young man and stroked the young man's face with his trembling left hand. He closed and opened his eyes. The nostalgia in his eyes was no longer there, replaced by endless determination. He pushed the young man back to the room and gently closed the door. .
Accompanied by the scolding and pleading of his nephew behind him, the old general mounted his beloved war horse, took the old guards who had fought side by side all his life, and the capable warriors of the Jia family, and headed straight for the blazing battlefield.
(End of chapter)
