The knighthood banquet in Rongguo Mansion was really full of twists and turns. The attack on Liang Yuan instantly wiped out the celebration of Rongguo Mansion.
Jia She was seriously injured, Jia Cong fell ill, Jia's mother fainted, and Jia Zheng left the city overnight... The huge Rongguo Mansion didn't even have anyone who could take care of the matter, so it relied on the young daughter-in-law who had not yet entered the palace to enter the palace and asked the saint for help.
At sunrise, Jia Jing, who was dressed in Taoist robes, didn't even have time to wash up and change clothes, so he rushed straight into the east cross courtyard.
When he saw Jia She, who was pale and still sleeping on the bed, his hands, which were always calm, were trembling.
"Jia Zheng, go kneel outside. When will you figure out your mistake? When will you come out again!"
"Brother respect..."
"Um?"
No one in the entire Jia family dared to disobey the old patriarch's majesty. Even the old lady had to avoid his edge, let alone Jia Zheng.
When Jia Cong got up from the bed and was rushed to the door of the main room of Dongkua Courtyard like a bear by Yingchun, he saw Jia Zheng kneeling in the courtyard dejectedly.
"Second uncle, what are you..."
"I made him kneel."
When Jia Jing came out of the house, he had a riding whip in his hand.
He asked Mrs. Xing to close the doors and windows of the house, and came to Jia Zheng with a cold face.
Snapped!
"Ah... respect, brother..."
hiss!
Jia Cong took a deep breath. The old patriarch was too fierce. He didn't hold back when he was whipped. A blood mark instantly appeared on Jia Zheng's back. He curled up and was whipped again when he wanted to avoid it. .
Jia Rong, who came after hearing the news, hid outside the courtyard door. She took a sneak peek and subconsciously wanted to escape, but she heard Jia Jing yelling from inside the courtyard: "Get in!"
"My grandson pays homage to his grandfather...ah!"
Snapped!
Just as Jia Rong knelt down and kowtowed, he was whipped on his shoulder, and blood marks suddenly appeared.
"Your great-uncle was seriously injured and fell into a coma. It's a good thing that you didn't know that you came early to serve the medicine, and that you didn't know that you sent someone to protect the West Mansion. Unfilial thing, I handed Ningguo Mansion into your hands just to let you enjoy yourself every day?"
Jia Jing whipped him down, and Qin Keqing, who had just entered the courtyard and was performing the Wanfu ceremony, was so frightened that she covered her mouth.
"My grandson heard the news last night and originally wanted to come over..."
Jia Rong, who had just been whipped twice, was about to explain when she heard the voice of his wife Qin Keqing behind him: "Please forgive me, grandfather. There was some trouble at my grandson's mother-in-law's family yesterday evening. My husband went to Qin's house overnight. Later, chaos broke out in Nancheng. The imperial army has blocked the inner city gate. My husband has just returned from the southern city..."
Qin Keqing's natal family had an average family background, and the luxury land in the inner city was very expensive, so she had to settle for the southern city.
If Qin Keqing's statement is true, it would make sense that Jia Rong didn't come immediately. But Jia Rong didn't stay at Qin's house last night. She came back from Nancheng before the curfew and was taken to Nanchi Gaole for a night.
It wasn't until what happened in the court meeting came out that he broke out in a cold sweat and hurried back to Yongfang in Dashi.
Sure enough, it's a big deal!
Jia Jing stared at his granddaughter-in-law with deep eyes for a long time. He raised and put down the whip several times, and finally sighed: "You know what is true and what is false. If the Ning and Rong mansions are united, they will live, and if they separate, they will die. Brother Rong’s wife, you must use your intelligence in the right place!”….
"Grandpa, grandson-in-law..."
Facing this legendary figure like the brains of the Jia family, Qin Keqing felt that his eyes could penetrate people's hearts. So, just as she was about to explain, she saw that Jia Jing had already turned his attention to Jia Zheng, who was kneeling beside him.
Jia Zheng finally got out of the pain caused by the whip. When he saw Jia Jing's eyes turning to him again, he couldn't help but shrink his neck...
well!
After all, he was spoiled by the old lady!
"Brother Zheng, think about why your eldest brother was seriously injured? If your eldest brother hadn't gone to Liang Yuan last night, would you still be alive?"
Jia Jingyu said sincerely: "The Huo family and our family are not enemies of life and death. They are not as close as they were twenty years ago when the old prince was here. You have to distinguish between closeness and distance.
Chu, don’t let others use you as a gun from now on! "
"Brother Jing said, Zheng has remembered it!"
It's one thing that Jia Zheng looks down on the boss, but it's also another thing that he's plotting against the boss. But this guy, he also has his own persistence.
For example, after he asked for help last night, his eldest brother Jia She risked his life to rescue him...
Why did he agree without hesitation when Jia Cong asked him to go out of the city to report the news? It was because he felt that he was no worse than the boss. If the boss could risk his own life, then he could!
Competing with the boss Jia She has become Jia Zheng's obsession.
There was a commotion outside the courtyard gate, and the sound had already arrived before anyone showed up.
"Jing'er, Jing'er, how can you hit Zheng'er?"
Last night Jia's mother fainted, so she drank a lot of decoction and woke up by the time she arrived. After learning about the turmoil in Liang Yuan and the situation of Jia She and his son from Yuanyang's mouth, the old lady was silent for a long time, but did not get up to see her eldest son.
However, when she heard that her nephew Jia Jing had come back and was whipping his younger son in Dongkuaoyuan, the old lady hurried over with people, eager to hold him accountable.
In the past, Jia Zheng might have pretended to be innocent in front of the old lady and asked for asylum. But what happened last night had such a great impact on him that Mr. Zheng fell into an unspeakable state of arrogance for a while.
"Mother, my son did something wrong and caused his eldest brother to be seriously injured and comatose. It is the son's fault. I respect my eldest brother for teaching me a lesson. My son has realized his mistake!"
Um?
ah?
Not only the old lady, but also the juniors in the courtyard all had their eyes widened.
Jia Zheng's initiative to admit his mistake made the old lady a little embarrassed, and the atmosphere in the Dongkua courtyard instantly became quiet.
At this time, there was another noise outside the courtyard gate. Wang Xifeng was seen hurriedly coming in. After saluting several elders, he eagerly reported to Jia Mu and Jia Jing: "News came back from the imperial city that someone in the imperial court was impeached today. The father-in-law and brother Cong were accused of several crimes, and Niu Shibo of the Zhenguo Palace refuted... Later, the saint suddenly appeared in Fengtian Palace, took everyone who impeached our family to the imperial edict, demoted the Nan'an Prince's Palace to the second rank, and demoted him to Nan'an County. The king was made Marquis of Nanping, and was fined with a salary for three years and banned from his residence for copying the "Book of Rites" a hundred times!"
After a brief absence, the old lady asked anxiously: "Is this true? Did the saint demote the Huo family?"
Wang Xifeng nodded repeatedly. Jia Mu felt dizzy and relied on Yuanyang's support to stabilize her body. She murmured to herself: "It's over. Now our family has stung a hornet's nest. The founding family still hates our family..."...
"Auntie, what are you talking about? Are we going to let the Huo family plot against our family? If the Huo family had succeeded last night, you would have given away the white-haired man to the black-haired man!"
Jia Jing interrupted the old lady's muttering dissatisfiedly, "When has this happened? The Huo family wants the lives of your son and grandson. Are you still hoping for the love of the founding family?"
"One more thing, the saint asked Eunuch Dai to read Sister Lin's impeachment memorial at the Fengtian Palace in front of all the civil and military officials. It is estimated that soon everyone in the capital will know that our family has been in trouble, and no one in the whole family can take the responsibility. There is no one else, so I can only rely on my granddaughter-in-law, who has not yet married, to come forward..."
Snapped!
Snapped!
With the sound of two whips, Jia Zheng and Jia Rong each received another whip.
Jia Jing's face turned red with embarrassment, and he said angrily: "Did you hear that? The dignified Ning Rong and Rong mansions, the first of the eight founding princes, were reduced to relying on a little girl to deal with the government! It's shameful, it's shameful , won’t you blush?”
…
Jia's mother simply could not suppress Jia Jing, the old patriarch of the Jia family. When Jia Jing was so angry that he drove Jia Zheng and Jia Rong to the ancestral hall to make them kneel down, the public opinion in the capital had already been aroused by someone with a heart.
The turmoil intensified. Originally, they were just talking about the assassination of Liang Yuan. As the news from the palace spread, people started talking about Lin's daughter's courageous petition against her husband's family.
However, these are just superficial things, and the subsequent discussions are the source of the turmoil in the capital.
The royal family is cold and does not obey the former alliance. It wants to eliminate the four kings and destroy the founding martial arts line.
Jia Jing, who was in charge of Rongguo Mansion, read the information sent back by the spies one by one, with a solemn look on his face.
It becomes more and more intense.
"Lian'er..."
"Uncle, my brother is still in Jiangnan..."
"Well……"
Jia Jing looked up and then remembered that Jia Lian was left in Jiangnan to assist Lin Ruhai. There was no one in the whole family who could discuss matters with him.
"Uncle, if you have anything to do, just ask me, my nephew has grown up!"
Wind-cold syndrome cannot be cured by a bowl of soup. Even if he hugs the stove and does not move his feet, Jia Cong still feels cold all over.
It's a pity that this is not the time for him to rest in peace and recuperate. The turmoil in the capital will hit Jia's family at any time, and Jia Cong really doesn't dare to rest.
Jia Jing glanced at his little nephew who was huddled by the stove like a bear. He wanted to tell him to go back and rest, but he saw full of stubbornness in his eyes.
"The storm is gradually rising, and the situation from now on will not be the same as before. In the past, it was just a small fight, but in the future, I am afraid it will be a battle of victory and death. Brother Cong, are you afraid?"
The Princes of Beijing, Dongping, and Xining dared to go to the Huangji Palace to force the palace, and they were already in a showdown with the Supreme Emperor.
However, these three families and the forces behind them are not only having a showdown with the Supreme Emperor, they are also testing the royal family's attitude towards the princes with different surnames.
It is clear that the rebellion will take some time, but the disputes within the royal family are likely to intensify.
The compromises Taizu made for the overall interests of the country when he founded the country finally laid the hidden dangers that have finally begun to erupt today.
Just as Jia Cong was about to answer, Jia Shiyi's voice sounded outside the door.
"Old patriarch, mistress, Miss Lin is back!"
"Ah, Sister Lin..."
Although the little fat man said he was not worried, as soon as he heard Daiyu came back from the palace, he was so happy that he forgot about his illness and ran to open the door quickly.
"Sister Lin, you didn't suffer any grievances in the palace, right? Have you had breakfast? Why are your hands so cold?"
When he saw Daiyu, Jia Cong immediately took her hand and put it in his arms, wanting to warm Daiyu's hands with his own body temperature.
Ahem...
ah! Forgetting that there were other people in the room, Daiyu blushed and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jia Cong shamelessly led Daiyu into the house.
"Yu'er says hello to Uncle Jing!"
After entering the house, Daiyu finally pulled her hand back, and Yingying bowed down to say hello to Jia Jing.
Jia Jing looked at his cousin's daughter with satisfaction, nodded and asked the fat man to help her up.
Then he praised directly: "Girl, you did a good job, unexpectedly good!"
"Uncle, I'm so impressed. I'm just rushing to put it on the shelf, so I have to..."
Daiyu blushed at the praise and quickly changed the subject and told her experiences in the palace one by one. Both Jia Jing and Jia Cong were greatly amazed.
When Daiyu mentioned what the Supreme Emperor asked her to relay to Jia Cong, Jia Jing suddenly laughed and said to Jia Cong: "What I asked you just now, do you have an answer now? The wind is blowing, are you afraid?"
Jia Cong chuckled: "The sage has already told me to let my nephew go make trouble, so what else is my nephew afraid of?"
Jia Jing burst out laughing when he heard this and slapped the table: "Okay, let's go and recruit the generals of the two houses. Let's start with the Huo family first. It's time for the capital to get lively!"
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