On the pavement paved with bluestones, the scarlet blood was extremely dazzling.
Nanny Qu was horrified to see the palm that fell to the ground after suffering from heartbreaking pain. She wanted to cover the wound caused by the severed palm, but she was dizzy and screamed for a moment before falling to the ground.
He didn't even twitch for a few times before he lost his breath.
Both Mrs. Zhen and Mother Jia were frightened by Jia Cong's lightning-like behavior.
A eunuch tremblingly stretched out his hand to test Aunt Qu's breath, and retracted his finger instantly. He glanced at Jia Cong in horror, rolled and crawled under the soft sedan chair, fell to the ground and reported: "Mother...Mother, you are dead. Nanny Qu was frightened to death!"
Dead people!
Still scared to death!
Jia Cong dared to kill people in the Forbidden City!
The old lady was desperate. She couldn't imagine what kind of punishment the minister would receive if he killed someone with a knife in the palace. She just hoped that the old saint would not implicate other people in Rongguo Mansion for the sake of her late husband Jia Daishan.
Just as the old lady thought, after hearing that Aunt Qu was dead, Mrs. Zhen was instantly overjoyed after a brief period of fear.
Since the palace coup in the 49th year of Zhaowu, the most taboo thing for the Supreme Emperor is to use the knife in the palace. This little kid from the Jia family can't escape this time!
She suppressed her gloating expression and had a solemn look on her face. He ordered in a deep voice: "Come here, don't take away these rebellious villains..."
"Someone, drag this bitch's body away and wash the floor!"
Jia Cong looked indifferently at the palace attendants who were following Zhen. The Yan Fei Dao in his right hand was slightly bright red, and the cold light was so frightening that these palace attendants did not dare to move.
He interrupted Madam Zhen's order and said coldly to the palace attendant next to Madam Zhen: "Why are you still standing there? Drag this old dog away quickly and wash the floor clean! Be careful if it stains Sister Lin's eyes. I will chop you into pieces!"
Although those palace people were all from the Yanxi Palace, Jia Cong's ferocity had been fully demonstrated with the sword just now.
On the contrary, the Zhen family in the palace, since being banned by the Supreme Emperor, has become more scrupulous when dealing with palace people who make mistakes, and Jia Cong's current performance is more terrifying.
Seeing that the wild goose feather sword in Jia Cong's hand was showing its cold light and that it was likely to be stained with blood again if they disagreed, these palace people moved half a step forward involuntarily.
Mrs. Zhen snorted coldly, and the palace attendants who had already made some moves came to their senses, and then they remembered that they were from the Yanxi Palace.
They immediately stood beside the soft sedan in an orderly manner again, not daring to express their dignity.
She glanced at Jia Mu who was hiding aside and said nothing, and sneered: "Jia Cong, is this a place where you can act wild in the palace?"
"I'm just acting wild, what can I do to you?"
Jia Cong swung the Yanling knife, and the remaining blood stains on the blade disappeared instantly. He turned his gaze to the group of palace people again, pointed his sword forward, and a cold light appeared in his eyes: "I will say for the last time, wash the floor immediately! Otherwise, behead!"
The last sound of "cutting" was filled with murderous intent.
Some people can no longer bear the pressure. After all, the person in front of him is covered with gifts from the emperor. Taking out any of them at will is enough to kill him.
Saint, lord, could this young master be your lost biological bone... ahem...
"Your Majesty, he has a golden order in his hand, I dare not disobey him!"
Even Zhen's confidant eunuch whispered about her embarrassment. Zhen could only watch with a cold face as the palace servants under her hands quickly carried away the dead Nanny Qu and took the basin with her. Scrub the bluestone with a rag and a brush.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the scarlet color just now was gone, and only the faint smell of blood still reminded everyone that the young man standing in front of them was someone they could not afford to offend!
Seeing that the palace people had finished cleaning up, Jia Cong touched his body, feeling a little embarrassed.
He turned around and looked at Daiyu who was staring at him with bright eyes, scratched her head, grinned and said: "Well, Sister Lin, I was in a hurry and forgot to bring my money. Can you give me some money, I want to reward you!"
"OK!"
Daiyu smiled, took off her purse from her waist, and took out ten pills from it
The little golden bean was placed in Jia Cong's palm.
Daiyu looked at the cold-faced Zhen, no longer afraid of her when they first met.
It turns out that what Brother Cong said is true. With him here, he will not let himself be wronged again! Even though he was facing the noble concubine today, Brother Cong was still standing in front of him.
Thinking of this, Daiyu straightened her chest proudly, and said to Jia Cong with a smile: "Exactly ten, one for each person is just right. When others do something for us, we can't leave less rewards. Some people say it's better to save money." We don’t know etiquette and have no rules!”
"My dearest concubine, am I right?"
hiss!
Jia Mu, who had always lowered her head and remained silent, suddenly raised her head and looked at her granddaughter in horror.
Is this still the weak little girl under the old woman's knees who can't take care of herself?
Jia Cong chuckled, beckoned to the leading eunuch, and forced the little golden beans in his hand to him: "Take this, this is what I, Sister Lin, reward you with. Do your work well, and don't do anything that is not there. This world is full of surnames. Liu’s surname is not Zhen, your loyalty must be dedicated to the saint, your Majesty, and the Queen Mother! Do you understand?”
Master, please stop talking! If you continue talking, this slave’s life will really not be saved!
The eunuch shouldn't do it, he shouldn't do it, and he was trembling all over.
Xia Shouzhong, the chief eunuch of Qinzheng Palace, is still standing here. If he says even a few words wrongly, there will be an extra rootless corpse on the mass grave.
Fortunately, Jia Cong just wanted to slap Mrs. Zhen in the face, so he didn't have any trouble for the palace people. He patted her shoulders and warned: "Go back. Remember to give one to each person who listened to my order today. Don't allow it." corruption!"
The matter has reached this point, and Longshou Palace, Qinzheng Palace, and Cining Palace have all received the news.
But after such a long time, not only no one was sent to mediate, but there was not even a patrolling guard.
Zhen's heart became more and more confused. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Xia Shouzhong, who was smiling and squinting his eyes slightly. Then he turned his attention to the looming Forbidden Palace guards outside the Longzong Gate, feeling even more fearful.
"Mrs. Rongguo..."
Ding!
Jia Mu heard the sound and stepped forward: "My wife is here."
Mrs. Zhen stared at the respectful Mother Jia for a long time, and said something meaningful in a deep voice: "You really have raised a good grandson!"
Mother Jia didn't know how to answer. The bloodshed just now was still vivid in her mind. It was obvious that Princess Zhen's words were not a compliment. ….
No matter how dissatisfied Jia She and his son were, Jia's mother did not want to lose the glory of Rongguo Mansion. But Jia Mu was really afraid of the Zhen family, the Zhen family, and the Zhongxin Prince's revenge.
When Jia Mu was worried and thinking hard about how to answer, Jia Cong stood up again, stepped forward to help Jia Mu, who was bowing and bowing, and directly shouted back.
"Your Majesty finally said something humane, didn't the old lady just raise a good grandson like me? At least, as long as I am here, my Majesty can't do anything today!"
Snapped!
Mrs. Zhen finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the armrest of the sedan angrily. He yelled angrily: "Insolent..."
"So what? What do you want, Madam?"
Jia Cong supported the old lady who was about to collapse. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he looked directly into Madam Zhen's eyes: "The empress seems to have forgotten one thing. Our ancestor Rongguo Gong refused to do good deeds and ordered the Grand Master and the Supreme Master to Zhu Guo, posthumous title Zhongwu, enshrined in the Fengxian Hall, entered the Ancestral Temple, and was buried in the imperial mausoleum. Although my old lady is a minister's wife, she is not someone who can be humiliated by a concubine. Believe it or not, if this matter is spread today, it will happen tomorrow. Countless civil and military officials flooded the General Affairs Department with official documents!"
"My dear concubine, even if Madam Rong Guo goes to the Dragon Head Palace, the saint will give you a soft seat without having to kneel down!"
Xia Shouzhong finally spoke. The eunuch, who was second only to Dai Quan, said these words in a sinister tone, shattering Zhen's last struggle.
The Rongguo Mansion is no longer the Rongguo Mansion it was a year ago. The Zhen family finally took advantage of the opportunity to suppress the Jia family. It has only been a few years, but it seems to be back to the beginning.
Jia Cong and Daiyu lined up on both sides, supporting the old lady together.
Faced with Zhen's dilemma, the old lady's last bit of disguise was torn to pieces by Zhen.
She struggled to maintain
Years of pride and false nobility must be supported by the eldest son and grandson whom he despises.
Mother Jia raised her head sadly and glanced at Mrs. Zhen, who had once been flattering and fawning in front of her. Her cloudy eyes suddenly became much clearer.
She said in a hoarse voice: "Do you have any other instructions from me? If I hadn't asked you to leave, I would have had to go to Cining Palace to see the Queen Mother."
Mrs. Zhen, who was on the soft sedan, felt that Jia Mu was demonstrating to her and using the Queen Mother to suppress her. He wanted to say something harsh, but he saw Jia Cong's left hand resting on the Yanling knife at his waist.
This guy is really unreasonable!
"Okay, okay, it seems that the Jia family has really climbed onto a high branch! In that case, we will see you later!"
Zhen didn't dare to make too obvious a threat. She was really afraid of Jia Cong, a lunatic.
She flicked her sleeves and snorted coldly at the eunuch beside her: "You're not leaving yet!"
The eunuch who still held the golden beans in his hand didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly shouted with joy: "Your Majesty, get on!"
Xia Shouzhong still had a formulaic smile, bowed and said: "Congratulations to the concubine!"
"Congratulations, Princess Dowager!"
Jia Mu and Dai Yu were slightly blessed. Jia Cong simply cupped his hands and watched Zhen's team leave through the Longzong Gate.
At this time, a young eunuch appeared from the shadows like a ninja.
"Huh? Are you Cao Zhi who is serving the saint?"
"Hello, Mr. Xia. I'm here to deliver the sage's instructions to General Jia."
As he spoke, he bowed to several people and then walked up to Jia Cong, took out a gold medal with the Nine Dragons Regiment engraved on it, and held it high.
"The Holy Sage speaks from his mouth!"
Jia Cong quickly bowed down and shouted: "Your Majesty, Jia Cong respectfully listens to the edict!"
Next to them, Xia Shouzhong, the old lady and Daiyu also bowed respectfully, and heard the young eunuch Cao Zhi preach: "Jia Cong of the Rongguo Mansion, who disrespects the imperial concubine, will be fined with ten sticks, a year's salary, and copied the "Book of Rites" ten times. I admire this !」
Jia Cong was overjoyed. As expected, the saint still loved him.
He prostrated himself on the ground and shouted: "My minister Jia Cong has accepted the decree to express my gratitude. May the saint live long and boundless life!"
Until Cao Zhi left, Jia Mu was still in a state of shock and confusion.
Daiyu explained in a low voice in his ear: "Brother Cong has gone too far after all. He killed palace people without permission and disrespected the imperial concubine... If these things spread, I'm afraid someone will take advantage of it to cause trouble. The saint will take the blame. I punish Brother Cong first for disrespecting the imperial concubine, which may be serious or minor, so that I can silence those people. Anyway, Brother Cong is not short of those few taels of salary..."
"I'm in need, I'm in need, Sister Lin, I'm in need of money!"
When Jia Cong heard the last words, he immediately wailed: "Sister Lin, look at how pitiful I am, just take pity on me and give me pocket money!"
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