In both Ning and Rong mansions, the only one who has beaten Jia Baoyu so far is his father Jia Zheng.
From the perspective of ethics, Jia Lian can teach Jia Baoyu a lesson, but Jia Cong cannot, because Jia Baoyu is his cousin and the elder.
However, Jia Cong stood on the moral high ground this time. Xiao Xichun was so frightened by Jia Baoyu's sudden madness that her face turned pale, and Wang Xifeng still can't coax her.
"Second Master..."
The screams startled Jia Cong who was about to continue to get angry. The attacker who was kneeling on the ground suddenly screamed and rushed over to push Jia Cong who was about to step forward to give him a kick.
The sudden change caused Jia Cong to lose his balance. If he hadn't studied hard in the past few years, the back of his head would have hit the broken porcelain basin when he fell.
Jia Cong finally managed to hold up his fallen body with his hands. His palms were pricked by the porcelain pieces on the ground, and the women in the room screamed in surprise.
"Brother Cong..."
"Blood...wow wow wow..."
People screamed in worry, people cried when they saw the blood, and the room was instantly chaotic and noisy, making Jia Cong's head hurt.
But Xiren didn't look scared at all. Instead, he looked innocent and threw himself on Jia Baoyu who was kicked to the ground. He struggled to lift Baoyu who was lying on the ground and started crying.
She also pointed at Jia Cong and cursed: "Third Master Cong, if you dare to hit the Second Master, our ancestors will definitely punish you..."
To be honest, Jia Cong didn't have much dislike for Jia Baoyu, and even admired this silly cousin.
Being soft-tempered, brainless, and slightly selfish are nothing. Jia Baoyu, the young master in the capital, is definitely a good boy, and his natural kindness is just a bit too glamorous.
But what is the situation of the Jia family now? It is no exaggeration to describe it as being in danger. Jia Zhu spent all his efforts to compete for the imperial examination and died young. As the only legitimate son of his second wife, he mingled with women every day, so that all the maids around him became deputy ladies.
These deputy young ladies are now so arrogant that they dare to shout in front of their master Jia Cong. It's a pity that Jia Cong is not Jia Baoyu, so he won't let these deputy young ladies know the world.
It seems that Third Master Cong has been keeping a low profile for so long that some people have forgotten who is the real master in this house!
"Okay, okay, this little maid dares to scream in front of me!"
The childlike look on Jia Cong's face has not faded, but the stern look in his eyes is also very scary. He stepped forward and walked to Jia Baoyu and Xiren.
"Are you using the old lady to pressure me? Xiren, you seem to have forgotten one thing. My surname is Jia, and my father is the real inheritor of the Rongguo Mansion and the first-class general of Daxia. What's more, I am personally conferred by His Majesty. A general of martial virtue and a military attaché of the fifth rank."
Jia Cong raised his blood-stained palm and sneered: "Your Majesty, congratulations on your attack. The prison of Shuntian Mansion should be very welcoming to someone like you who doesn't know the superiority or inferiority of others!"
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No one would have thought that what was originally a fun time would develop into this.
Jia Baoyu ran to Rongxi Hall as if he was running away, let alone attacking.
The blood on Jia Cong's hands seemed to have become her nightmare, and together with the legendary Shuntian Mansion Prison, they formed a nightmare that lingered in her mind, torturing her all the time.
Yingchun carefully helped Jia Cong clean the wounds on his palms, his eyes were red, Daiyu and Tanchun were also around, and even little Xichun, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, held up a bite of snacks to feed to Jia Cong eat.
But Wang Xifeng had already gone to Rongxi Hall first, so that someone would complain first. She couldn't disobey the old lady, but she could tell the complete story of what happened here.
As for whether the old lady would listen, Wang Xifeng didn't even have the slightest hope. But with Jia Cong's current status, the old lady also has to take care of the flying fish suit that looks like a dragon and a python!
Daiyu frowned, biting her lip and saying nothing.
Jia Cong was forced to hold his injured hand by Yingchun and carefully rinsed it with water. He bared his teeth and made a face, making Xiao Xichun burst into laughter.
However, Daiyu could still see the anger in Jia Cong's heart from his eyes. This anger was definitely not because of the following offenses.
She understands Jia Cong. To a certain extent, Jia Cong advocates equality more than Baoyu. At least Jia Cong never treats others differently, regardless of gender, because of their status.
"Sister Yuanyang..."
The sound coming from the door made Yingchun and others in the room tremble, but Jia Cong didn't care at all, but diverted their attention: "Second sister, the tie is too tight, it hurts my hand. "
"oh oh……"
Yingchun had to untie the white gauze and planned to re-bandage Jia Cong.
Yuanyang saw the wound on Jia Cong's palm at a glance after entering the door. The wound was so serious. As expected, Mistress Lian did not lie, but it was an attack...
"Is something wrong?"
Jia Cong didn't have the habit of calling others sister. He raised his eyes and glanced at Yuanyang and said these two words calmly.
Yuanyang felt excited all over, remembering that this man's official position was now higher than that of the second master. He leaned over and made a Wanfu ceremony. Yingying bowed down and said, "I would like to pay my respects to the third master. The old lady invites the third master to go to Rongxi Hall." "
"I know, you go back first. I'll go there after I've bandaged the wound."
Jia Cong's answer made Yuanyang a little embarrassed, because the old lady's original words were for Jia Cong to come over immediately.
However, she also saw that Jia Cong was different from the other men in the mansion. Although he was young, his ideas were second only to the eldest man in Dongkuoyuan.
And she also saw the wound. Even the medicine couldn't stop the bleeding. The third master didn't even say a word and allowed the second girl to apply medicine and bandage. If it had been Mr. Bao, I'm afraid he would have been crying and making trouble, which would have disturbed the whole house.
When Jia Cong saw that Yuanyang had not returned, he snorted coldly: "What? Are you going to disobey me too?"
"I don't dare!"
Yuanyang quickly bowed down and said, "I just saw that Third Master was seriously injured and wanted to report to the old lady and asked the doctor to come over."
Jia Cong nodded: "No, it's a small injury, why bother with all the trouble. Go back and report to the old lady, just say that I will come over after cleaning up, and ask her to stay away from her."
Yuanyang was blessed again: "Nuo."
After the mandarin ducks retreated, Jia Cong, who was pretending to be an adult, smiled and teased his sisters, "Do you think I can learn from them?"
"Who does it look like?" Tan Chun asked doubtfully.
"Like my father, even mandarin ducks are frightened by me!"
As soon as Jia Cong finished speaking, Daiyu and others covered their mouths and laughed, and the silent atmosphere finally eased.
Yingchun took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat from Jia Cong's forehead, and said softly: "I will go to Rongxi Hall later, but don't dare to talk back to the ancestors, otherwise you will definitely suffer the loss."
"Don't worry, sister, I still know the severity."
Daiyu poked Jia Cong on the forehead and said, "I'll go with you later..."
"And I, and I..."
"Let's all go. Our ancestors can't favor Baoyu in front of us."
Yingchun, Tanchun and Xichun all wanted to plead for Jia Cong, but Jia Cong did not refuse.
But before leaving, he had to go back.
Sometimes it feels really good to take advantage of someone's power. I wonder if the old lady could punish her indiscriminately for venting her anger on the Phoenix Egg when she saw him standing in front of her wearing a flying fish suit and hanging a royal sword on his waist. ?
