On the outskirts of Beijing, Ningguofu Farm.
Jia Qiang just came out and saw Jia Yun being beaten!
The craftsmen and workers of the cement kiln and the farmers on the farm were all fighting with a group of people of unknown origin. Brother Qiang was still stunned and didn't understand what was going on, so he got a slap on the face.
The thin Jia Qiang was no match for the opponent. She could only take a beating and was unable to fight back. He hugged his face and huddled on the ground, shouting in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"
The other person didn't answer and just kept beating him.
After a while, Jia Qiang heard someone shouting to stop. Looking up, he saw a tall, thick-looking guy with a dark complexion. The man shouted loudly: "Since you don't abide by the rules, don't blame us for being polite. This time I'm just teaching you a lesson. If you dare to do it next time, your kiln will be destroyed."
Before Jia Rong could recover, she saw the big black man put the shovel on his shoulder and shouted: "Let's go!"
"Can't leave!"
These people have injured all the workers and craftsmen, how can they still work? How can we finish what Brother Rong told us? Jia Qiang shouted, "You can't leave."
The leader of the other party came over, looked coldly at Jia Qiang, who was wearing gorgeous clothes, and said contemptuously: "Are you the little owner of this village? Bah!"
A mouthful of saliva spat on Jia Qiang's face.
Brother Qiang had never experienced such grievance, his face was dark and red. He still said: "You can't leave!"
When Jia Yun saw Brother Qiang being humiliated, she felt something was wrong. This matter was reported to Ningguo Mansion, and everyone was worried about it.
"If you copy someone, you will be beaten to death."
Zong Cheng and others also realized that sometimes spitting in the face is much more serious than fighting. He also shouted: "Beat to death, no matter what."
The owner of the village had to step forward and summoned all the servants in the owner's house. Those with knives had knives, those with sticks had sticks, and those with axes had axes.
Mei Maobing was so angry that he gritted his teeth. These idiots would dare to hit anyone. Even the grandsons of the Ning and Rong Houses dare to fight. If he doesn't give an explanation to the Ning and Rong Houses, his good days will come to an end.
The group of people who were so fierce just now were instantly frightened when they saw this posture. They just came here to teach him a lesson. Who would have thought that the people in this village would suddenly become desperate for their lives.
Anyone who dared to fight with them would run away one by one. But there were always slow runners, and a few of them were caught and pinned to the ground.
"Asshole!"
What happened in Zhuangzi that day spread to the Ning and Rong mansions, and Jia Zheng slapped the table and cursed. "Can we find out the reason?"
Lai Da replied: "It's not clear yet. I just heard that the group of people broke into the village of Ningguo Mansion and beat them up. The people in the village went up to stop them, and then they were beaten by the other party."
"Can I report to the official?" Jia Zheng asked.
"The local county magistrate dares to take care of this matter, and he is afraid of making a big fuss, so he leaves it to the two governments to handle it themselves."
"The unfilial people who usually enjoy themselves are now running into Zhuangzi to make trouble. If they hadn't provoked others, how could others come to make trouble?" Jia Zheng scolded.
Lai Sheng whispered: "That village is where Uncle Xiao Rong built the kiln."
Jia Zheng's expression changed, and he asked in a different tone: "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I heard from Mr. Xiaoqiang that this group of people also wanted to smash up Mr. Rong's brothel. And... Mr. Xiaoqiang was spat on by the leader."
This time, Jia Zheng's face turned completely dark. "When have we, the children of the Jia family, been bullied like this? Check... Let the local county magistrate find out where it comes from and who instigated it."
…………
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Jia Rong thought there was something wrong with his ears, so he asked again: "You mean Brother Qiang and Brother Yun were beaten on Zhuangzi, and the other party also wanted to smash our kiln? "
The visitor nodded.
Jia Rong said: "Let Manager Lai handle it, he should know how to do it."
The village of Ningguo Mansion was smashed, and the upright grandsons of Ningguo Mansion and Rong Mansion were humiliated. This was definitely a big deal for the Jia family. This is a slap in the face of the Jia family. This kind of thing spread throughout the entire Shenjing in just one day.
Those who didn't like the Jia family were waiting to see the joke. Several juniors who were close to the Jia family almost led people to seek revenge, but they were stopped by the elders in the family.
"You are not allowed to go." Shenwu General Feng Tang shouted, "The housekeeper has taken care of him for me and banned him for a month. During this month, no one in the house is allowed to have any contact with the Jia family."
Not only the Feng family, but also all the princes and princes who had good relations with the Jia family had similar rules. For a time, all these playboys were grounded.
After hearing the report from Chang Shi, Shui Rong from the Beijing County Prince's Mansion only nodded slightly: "From today onwards, the Prince's Mansion will be closed to visitors for a month, and it will be announced that the little king has caught wind and cold and is not suitable to see guests."
After saying that, he walked towards his own hospital, coughing as he walked, pretending to be a patient.
…………
Ouchi.
"Can we find out the whole story?"
"It was found out that the man who destroyed the village was called Xiong Da, and he was in charge of several kilns in the suburbs of Shenjing. Because the kilns in Ningguo Mansion recently offered high prices for workers, many of the workers in Xiong Da's kilns ran away. So I felt a lot of sadness in my heart. Hate, go and smash Zhuangzi in Ningguo Mansion."
"How dare a kiln owner offend the Jia family?" Emperor Xiande asked with a dark face.
"This kiln owner has some relationship with Prince Zhongshun... Xiong Da probably didn't expect that there are descendants of the Jia family in Zhuangzi, so..."
Emperor Xian De sighed heavily: "God's will!"
It was originally a very simple matter, but because Jia Yun and Jia Qiang had the Ning Rong Palace standing behind them, and because Xiong Da had some relationship with the Zhongshun Palace, the matter became extremely complicated.
When Jia Rong learned about Xiong Da's background, she smiled instead. "It's God's will!"
He ordered the servants in the mansion to call Lai Sheng and said, "We at Ningguo Mansion will not pursue this matter. Not only that, but we have to trouble Manager Lai to tie up our two unfilial descendants, Jia Qiang and Jia Yun, and kneel down to Zhongshun in person." The palace apologizes."
"Uncle, this...is not our Jia family's fault. It's King Zhongshun..." Lai Sheng said quickly.
"You know shit."
I just heard that the three old princes were convicted before the Jia family was settled. It would be a pity not to use such a good opportunity now.
Uncle Rong shouted, "Do as I say. Have you ever heard of carrying thorns to ask for forgiveness? Find some thorns for them to carry on their backs, and be sure to show your posture and kneel humbly in front of the gate of Prince Zhongshun's Mansion. Let them mouth Shouting, if Prince Zhongshun is still not satisfied, our Ningguo Mansion will not only destroy those cement kilns, but we are also willing to give up 90% of all Ningguo Mansion’s property in exchange for Prince Zhongshun’s forgiveness.”
"This...this...this..." Lai Sheng couldn't understand at all, "Uncle, it's just a matter of a few wages, so you can't do this."
"Can't you commit the crime? Indeed, you can't commit the crime! I will let Brother Qiang shout like this and see if Prince Zhongshun's Palace dares to accept it." Brother Rong snorted lightly, "If no one from the Palace of Zhongshun Palace responds within one day, you will be in trouble. Shout. If King Zhongshun is not satisfied, I, the head of the Jia family, can personally kneel in front of Xiong Da and beg for forgiveness."
Lai Sheng's hands were shaking. Uncle, where are you playing? After doing such a thing, the Jia family will become the laughing stock of Shenjing!
In a corner not far away, Jia Jing nodded and left after listening to Jia Rong's words.
