Jia Shiyi guarded the stairs on the second floor with one man against a hundred people. He was also a decisive person in killing. How could those dozen chickens and dogs be his opponents? He killed one man by sealing his throat with a sword to scare the others. No one dared to step forward.
As for the people next door, Jiang Ling, the direct grandson of the uncle's family, ran away as soon as the show started, Song Zizhao was kicked to pieces by Mu Congying, and after He Qinsi had his mouth full of teeth smashed by the furious He Chong, they all He knelt down obediently and begged for mercy, not daring to say a single harsh word.
When Taizu was fighting for the world with all the heroes, in order to appease the various factions who wanted to join the rebel armies, he gave the ancestors of the Jiang and Song families a chance and received official titles and titles.
Later, when Taizong conquered the south, the title continued for one generation. However, up to now, whether it is the Jiang family or the Song family, the heads of both houses are timid people and are not favored by the two saints in the palace.
Not only did he not serve in the Metropolitan Governor's Office, his influence in the military was minimal.
Not to mention compared with the current Jia family, even the Ningrong Jia family in the trough period, they can't compare.
Although they only have the title of earl, the children of the two houses are almost all useless people who are neither civilized nor military, relying on the shadow of their ancestors to get into casual jobs.
It's okay to scare ordinary people, but it's not enough to deal with the descendants of the Second Saint like Jia Cong.
I don't know what these people have in their minds. They dare to stir up trouble in Jia Cong's ears. It's been a long time since I've lived.
Although Chida Goichi really wanted to stay and watch the show, Jia Cong didn't want the Japanese to watch the internal fighting between Daxia Wuxun. After sending Chida Goichi away, he sat leisurely in a private room, sipping tea and waiting for the heads of the Jiang, Song and He families to come over.
As for the talkative "long-tongued women", including the unconscious Song Zizhao, they were all tied up with ropes and hung on the wooden railing on the second floor.
The group of thugs and guards huddled in the corner of the hall on the first floor and did not dare to say anything. They watched helplessly as their master was hung above their heads like bacon.
"Brother He still relented and didn't kill them."
He Chong had calmed down at this time, took the tea from Jia Cong, and replied calmly: "It's not that I'm soft-hearted, I really want to kill them with one knife, but I just don't want to cause trouble to my grandfather. After today, there are many ways to make them Pay the price.”
While speaking, He Chong's eyes flashed with cold light and he glanced out the window.
Only his grandfather was the sole supporter of the family, and he really didn't want to cause any trouble to his grandfather.
Besides, this world is really unfair to women. Although this incident was not Miss Xue's fault, if someone was killed, wouldn't it be even more difficult for Miss Xue?
What's the use of killing a few trash today? If you want to establish authority, go to the big one. He wanted to make the Jiang and Song families unable to live in peace for a day until the heads of the families knelt in front of their homes and begged for mercy.
After calming down, He Chong thought about it and quickly made up his mind. I will make my position clear today and discuss with my grandfather when I get home. The Jiang and Song families must pay a heavy price.
Jia Cong winked at He Chong and patted the Yanling knife on the table: "Brother He, please think about it. I will only borrow the knife once."
He Chong chuckled: "Of course I have thought about it. Personal hatred cannot be brought to the table after all. One day I will personally use the Emperor's Sword to behead their heads with my righteousness."
Jia Cong cupped his hands and said: "I admire you very much. I can't compare to Brother He on this point. My family has always used fists to speak and swords to reason. If you need to use your fists in the future, remember to come to me."
The corner of He Chong's mouth twitched when he heard this, "Ah, yes, yes, yes, your Jia family has always used force to overcome all obstacles. Even the daughter of Mr. Lin has been led astray by you. Now she likes to lead people directly to the door to cause trouble."
He returned the gift with a cupped hand: "Thank you, uncle. If you can find the He family in the future, please feel free to ask."
"Easy to say, easy to say, I will definitely do it."
Jia Cong snickered in his heart, "There is no need to come back. I will go find Mr. He another day. My second brother Bao still needs his help."
"And me~"
Mu Congying, who had been unable to speak, silently raised her hand and said faintly: "Anyway, I'm involved in the process of sending the Buddha to the West. Remember to call me with you."
He Chong was stunned for a moment, then thanked him with a smile on his face: "I almost forgot about Brother Mu, thank you very much for today."
Jia Cong also bowed his hand: "Are we three heroes meeting Lu Bu? It seems that this fight is worth it."
He Chong glanced at the big hole in the wall and said, "It's worth it. Brother Mu's fists and kicks amaze me. He's a waste with one kick, it's amazing!"
"But I'm still amazed by Mr. Song's back-butt-down-the-sand-falling-goose pose. It's a pity that I may not be able to see it in the future..."
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and raised the teacups in unison, as if they were making an alliance with each other.
…
While talking and laughing, people from the Jiang, Song, and He families all arrived, including Weiyuan Bo Song Ji, Chengyang Bo Jiang Chengye, Fengguo General He Baoshan, and more than ten people from Zayu's father and brother.
In addition to the guards brought by these people, it was a large and mighty mass, attracting many people to watch.
It's a pity that their prestige cannot be raised, and they can't even enter the door of the restaurant.
Jia Shiyi still held the long knife and stood there leisurely leaning against the door frame. When he saw the two uncles coming, he casually held his hands as a courtesy.
But the purpose of showing courtesy is to prevent others from saying that the Jia family does not understand etiquette, so the doors that should be blocked are still blocked tightly.
Weiyuan Bo Song Ji didn't take Jia Shiyi seriously at all. Just as he was about to step forward, he was blocked by Jia Shiyi.
Song Ji said angrily: "Go away!"
Jia Shiyi directly pressed the spring on the scabbard with his hand, and the long knife popped out with a click.
He glanced at Song Ji coldly and said in a deep voice: "My third master said that our grandsons and nephews have insulted the reputation of the Jia, He, and Xue families and are currently receiving the punishment they deserve. Uncle Weiyuan, You can't enter this door until the third master is relieved."
"Jia Shiyi, you, a little soldier, dare to block my uncle's way. I want to die..."
"Uncle Wei Yuan has such great official authority. My eleventh uncle is General Zhaoyi personally gifted by His Majesty. You try to touch him!"
Before Song Ji finished speaking, he heard a taunt coming from above his head.
After seeing the sarcasm on Jia Cong's face, he remembered Jia Shiyi, an alien, and cursed in his heart: What a fucking weirdo, it's inappropriate to let a good general go, but he has to be a dog for the Jia family.
It's a pity that he doesn't know Jia Shiyi's status in the Jia family. Except for Jia She's lifetime master and the old lady, including Jia Lian, the heir apparent, everyone has to respectfully call him Uncle Eleven.
Even after death, they have to be buried in the Jia family's ancestral grave and enter the ancestral hall to enjoy the incense of the Jia family's descendants. During festivals and festivals, the Jia family's descendants have to kneel in front of the memorial tablet and kowtow before the memorial tablet to burn incense and say the blessings of their ancestors.
Don’t you see, do they dare to talk back when Jiao is scolding Jia Zhen and Jia Rong? Believe it or not, please give them a whip!
This is the difference between a wealthy family and a poor family like them. The Song family knows everything.
Jia Shiyi chuckled, no wonder the sons and nephews of the Song family are a bunch of trash, it turns out they are rotten from the root.
Song Ji was so angry that Jia Cong turned pale but didn't know how to respond. Chengyang Bojiang Chengye pulled him back.
"Uncle Yongfeng, it's better to resolve enemies than to make them end. My grandson believed other people's words and offended your family. This time, I'm here to plead guilty."
As he spoke, he gave his grandson Jiang Ling a look behind him. Jiang Ling, who had escaped before, stepped forward and bowed down.
Jiang Ling's tone was sincere and he said respectfully: "Jiang Ling's words insulted my uncle, Jia, He, and the Xue family. I am grateful for my grandfather's reprimands and teachings. I came here to apologize to my uncle and Mr. He. I hope you can Uncle and Mr. He forgive me!"
"Uncle Jiang, what are you..."
Song Ji was confused, He Baoshan was confused, and the few miscellaneous fish behind him were also confused.
Didn’t you promise to save people and seek justice?
Jiang Chengye didn't pay attention to the reaction of Song Ji and others. Seeing that Jia Cong, who was leaning on the railing and watching them from the second floor, didn't respond, he kicked his grandson.
"Since I'm asking for forgiveness, no one is standing. Kneel down!"
Thump~
Jiang Ling didn't even hesitate. He knelt down and shouted to Jia Cong and He Shengshang on the second floor: "Please forgive me, uncle and Mr. He!"
Damn it, why didn’t you follow the script?
Jia Cong and He Chong looked at each other. Both of them were very puzzled by the behavior of Jiang Chengye's ancestors and grandsons.
"Something's wrong, Brother He, what do you think we should do?"
He Chong also shrank his eyes: "Now that I think about it, there seems to be something wrong with Jiang Ling's previous performance."
"Jiang Ling's skills are good, he doesn't look like a waste. If he hadn't suddenly escaped before, I might not have been able to capture him."
Mu Congying is the person with the highest combat power among the three. When they were next door, Jiang Ling kicked several cases and threw them at He Chong, and then flew out of the window to escape. His movements were smooth and smooth. He was not like the good-for-nothing that the outside world said. Young Master.
"Brother Mu, what do you mean, Jiang Ling is just pretending? Ha, this is interesting."
Jia Cong looked at Jiang Chengye's grandparents downstairs with great interest. After exchanging opinions with He Chong, he said downstairs: "Uncle Chengyang, for the sake of your age, I will give the Jiang family a chance. Please also ask Uncle Chengyang to go upstairs and talk about the apology."
Jiang Chengye was overjoyed when he heard this and raised his hands towards Jia Cong: "Thank you so much, Master Yongfeng. I'll come up right now."
After saying that, he lightly kicked his grandson and asked him to follow him.
Jia Shiyi let the two people in, and Jiang Chengye politely thanked them: "General Shiyi, thank you very much."
Song Ji and others wanted to follow them in, but saw a flash of cold light and Jia Shiyi drew his sword directly.
"My third master only invited Uncle Chengyang in, but not all of you. Just wait!"
"you……"
Song Ji was furious and wanted to force his way in.
But Jia Shiyi would not coddle him and directly put the knife on his neck: "If you don't want to die, get out!"
…
Jia Cong didn't worry at all that Song Ji and others could break in. Jia Eleven, the Jia family's strength ceiling, wasn't blown out of the air, and even the crooked melons and cracked jujubes downstairs were probably not enough for Uncle Eleven to warm up.
Jiang Chengye's grandparents went straight up to the second floor and entered the private room without looking at the "bacon" hanging on the railing.
After the awkward greetings, Jiang Chengye did not make any twists and turns, but directly kicked his grandson to his knees again, clasped his fists and said apologetically: "Uncle Yongfeng, Brother He, I am not strict in discipline, let this evil beast... This is a disgrace to your house, I only found out about this evil beast after he hurriedly ran away home, I will strictly discipline him from now on, and please forgive me!"
"Uncle Chengyang, if an apology is useful, why do you need Wang Fa?"
Jia Cong did not accept his apology, but looked coldly at Jiang Ling who was kneeling on the ground. Are you addicted to acting? Do you really think others are fools if you don't tell the truth?
Jiang Chengye took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over: "As an apology, Uncle Yongfeng might as well read this first."
Jia Cong and He Chong exchanged glances and took the letter.
The envelope has been opened, and the letter inside is taken out and opened. It is a letter addressed to Jiang Huan, Jiang Chengye's son and a doctor in the Qing Dynasty Department of the Ministry of War.
Jia Cong did not read the content of the letter directly, but turned to the last page to read the signature.
He muttered: "Hey, Xu Chengyun? Who is this?"
He Chong on the side interjected in a cold tone: "I know the head of the Xu family, the number one cloth merchant in Quanzhou."
Jiang Chengye shook his head: "Mr. He is right or not. The Xu family is not from Quanzhou. In fact, the Xu family is from Zhejiang. The Xu family in Hangzhou is the real head of the Xu family. This Xu Chengyun is just the head of the seventh room of the Xu family. .”
Jia Cong thought of a person and looked at Jiang Chengye: "Xu Shangyun, the prefect of Ningbo?"
Jiang Chengye nodded and said: "He is Xu Chengyun's eldest brother. Uncle Yongfeng had better read the letter first."
The content of the letter is very complicated. Judging from Xu Chengyun's words in the letter, he should have a close relationship with Jiang Huan.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Xu Chengyun complained to Jiang Huan about the loss of the city's shipping commander's interests in maritime trade, and wanted Jiang Huan, a man from the Ministry of War's Qing Li Division, to intervene to provide convenience to the Xu family.
As for what this convenience is, Xu Chengyun did not say clearly, but after the proposal is completed, 10% of the profits gained from the Xu family's sea trade will be sent to the capital.
Then he said that the Shipping Department is now controlled by Lin Ruhai from the Ministry of Household Affairs. It is too difficult to make a hundred times the profit as before, and he wants Jiang Huan's help to add to Lin Ruhai's obstacles.
At the same time, Xu Chengyun also vaguely mentioned that maritime merchants from the southeastern provinces were willing to help the Jiang family regain their former glory and let the Jiang family control the shipping department to achieve a win-win situation.
"My son once worked in Quanzhou. Xu Chengyun was very good at getting things done, and he quickly became friends with my son."
Jiang Chengye snorted coldly and emphasized the word "friend": "The old man's son is incompetent and doesn't know how sinister people are. He was moved by the Xu family's promise and actually wanted to send it privately to the people of the Quanzhou Shipping Department. Document. If my grandson hadn't discovered it by accident, the Jiang family would have been in trouble!"
At this point, Jiang Ling, who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, raised his head and added: "Uncle, Mr. He, the Xu family should have written more than just letters to my father. According to my speculation, there will be plans for your family, the Lin family, and the Xue family in the future. There are many people involved in this matter, and nine out of ten people are involved in the Southeast maritime business."
Jia Cong's eyes narrowed slightly. In the days after the new year, it seemed that there were indeed many things pointing at his family.
Thinking of this, Jia Cong raised his hand and said, "Oh? Get up and talk. How do you know these things?"
"Uncle Xie!"
After Jiang Ling stood up, regardless of the pain in his knees, he bowed and said, "I noticed something was wrong after I found Xu Chengyun's letter to my father, and secretly arranged for someone to follow him for a long time..."
According to Jiang Ling, Southeast maritime merchants have close contacts with many officials in the capital. There were many things like the Xu family and Jiang Huan. Those who received the letter from the south quickly gathered together and began to take action against Lin Ruhai, who was in charge of the shipping department.
It's a pity that Lin Ruhai is like the representative of Wei Guangzheng. If you want to blackmail him, you can't find a suitable excuse.
Then someone thought of Lin Ruhai's only weakness, her children...
Unfortunately, Daiyu had an amulet given by the emperor. As a princess, they did not dare to take action against her, so they had to take a long-term approach.
It happened that at this time, the Xue family joined forces with the Beijing Chamber of Commerce to break the monopoly of grain by wealthy merchants in Jiangnan, allowing the court to successfully transfer a large amount of grain from Jiangnan to the Anbei Protectorate, causing it to lose huge profits.
Jiangnan wrote a letter asking him to take action against the Xue family, which made people in the capital see an opportunity.
Anyway, we are attacking the Xue family, so we might as well kill two birds with one stone, add an extra fire to the top, and lead the fire to the Lin family.
They believed that there was no cat that wouldn't steal sex. The relationship between Jia Cong and the Xue family daughter was so close that they might be secretly having an affair.
Rumor killings can not only destroy the daughter Zhuge of the Xue family, but also ruin the marriage between the Lin family and the Jia family.
Without the protection of the Jia family, wouldn't it be easy to deal with a weak scholar?
In this way, a seemingly effective but extremely crude plan was implemented at an extremely fast speed.
However, this group of people failed to take into account the characters of Daiyu and Baochai. One has great trust in Jia Cong, while the other sneers at such nonsense.
Daiyu not only trusted Jia Cong, but also protected her. She was furious at the insult to her little sister, and led someone to knock on his door.
Moreover, the He family involved in this matter also supported the Xue family and began to investigate the source of this rumor.
For this reason, those in the capital were anxious, worried about long nights and many dreams. So he planned to take action again, preparing to sow discord between the Jia family and the He family, to muddy the water first.
Jia Cong and He Chong finished reading the letter, with angry looks on their faces.
This plan is really crude, but it will definitely work if applied to others. Moreover, it is difficult for a woman to find a chance to survive this plan. As for a girl with a softer personality, she would probably have hanged herself with a foot of white silk to prove her innocence.
Jia Cong put the letter away and looked at the Jiang family's ancestors and grandchildren.
"I'm very curious. Mr. Jiang was personally involved in this matter. If the Jiang family hands over this letter, aren't they afraid that I will destroy Uncle Yang's Mansion in Chengdu in anger?"
Jiang Chengye smiled bitterly and replied: "I just won't tell you. With the ability of He Shangshu and Lin Shangshu, they will soon figure out the whole story. But fortunately, Lao Chan's grandson is still smart and sent someone to find out early. The officials from the capital who were involved in this matter. I wonder if these people can be used in exchange for Uncle Yongfeng’s forgiveness of the Jiang family?”
Jia Cong didn't say anything. He didn't believe it was just for this reason.
The relationship between Chengyang House and Weiyuan House is like that of the four major families in Jinling. Three generations are married to each other, and the younger generation of the two families is about to wear a pair of pants...
No, there is another one among them!
Jia Cong turned his attention to Jiang Ling.
Sure enough, when Jia Cong looked at him, Jiang Ling clasped his fists and said, "Uncle, the Jiang family is loyal to the court and your Majesty, and does not want to join in the troubles of the country. Please give the Jiang family a chance, and give me another chance!"
Jia Cong looked at the Jiang family son who was said to be a waste again, and asked after a long time: "If I give you this opportunity, what benefits can you bring to me?"
Jiang Ling was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately bowed down: "The Southeast maritime merchants and the Jiangnan Xilin Party colluded with each other to control Jiangnan and maritime trade for a hundred years. During this period, the forces were intertwined. I know that Mr. Lin is dedicated to opening up the sea. My uncle's teacher Qingteng It is difficult for my husband to clear his father's land in the south of the Yangtze River, and I will not leave things in the south alone."
"Therefore, the Jiang family is willing to serve His Majesty, and is willing to be my uncle's vanguard, lurking in secret, hoping to catch all those moths in one go!"
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I’ll stop here now and continue tomorrow.
Good morning!
(End of chapter)
