The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Zhao Yuanlang's words made Jia Zhen sweat coldly, like an eggplant hit by frost, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He had been craving Qin Keqing for a long time. He had the courage these days and was going to force himself to eat her in two days. But then he found out about this and felt extremely uncomfortable. No, are you lying to me?

"How did my uncle know about this?"

"What? You still don't believe me? Here, this is the memorial that I copied through my connections. I'm sure the East Depot should also have a copy. Your Majesty will be able to see it soon." Zhao Yuanlang threw the paper in his arms to Jia Zhen on the ground with disdain.

Jia Zhen finished reading it trembling, and Zhao Yuanlang snatched the paper back.

It happened that Jia Rong came back and the servants had all left. No one stopped him, and he immediately saw Jia Zhen kneeling on the ground and Zhao Yuanlang standing with his hands behind his back.

Good, good, good, now you, an old adulterer, have finally come to this day. Jia Rong was very happy and walked in quickly and saluted Zhao Yuanlang.

"What a disaster! What a disaster! What should I do? And what's that expression on your face? Come here and kneel down to your uncle!"

Jia Rong was very afraid of his father. He didn't know what had happened to his father, so he knelt down on the ground obediently.

"That's how it is. You two can handle this matter. I won't be here anymore."

"Uncle, please stay! Help! Please give me some advice!" When Jia Zhen saw Zhao Yuanlang was about to leave, he quickly hugged Zhao Yuanlang's legs and cried.

"Looking for me? What can I do? What I want most now is how to escape from your Ning Mansion. I was killed by you. Humph!" Zhao Yuanlang turned away.

"What should I do?" Jia Zhen sighed on the ground, holding his head and suffering a headache.

"Father, what happened?" Jia Rong asked reluctantly.

"I'm going to beat you to death, you incompetent bastard! You can't even satisfy your own wife." Jia Zhen seemed to be furious and started beating Jia Rong.

Jia Rong was already upset because he had just quarreled with his wife in the morning. He knelt down and was beaten when he came back. He was also told that he couldn't even satisfy his wife. Jia Rong also got angry and stood up all of a sudden: "I am incompetent, but you are awesome. Hello, you care about your daughter-in-law, you are so kind, you are always cheating on me, how disrespectful to the elderly!"

"Okay, okay, okay, you bastard, you dare to say that to your father, I will beat you to death!" Jia Zhen stepped forward and was ready to kick Jia Rong. Jia Rong also knew that it was all over. He estimated that he would be beaten half to death at the very least. He stood up and pushed Jia Zhen to the ground with his head. Then both father and son were stunned.

Soon, Jia Zhen picked up the teapot and smashed it on Jia Rong's head: "Okay, okay, I'll beat you to death, you unfilial beast."

Jia Rong was shocked and quickly got up and pushed his father. This time, Jia Zhen's teapot hit him hard on the head, and the broken porcelain pieces cut a five or six centimeter gash on his face.

Jia Zhen, who was weak due to overindulgence, was pushed by Jia Rong and staggered back several steps, with the back of his head hitting the corner of the mahogany table in the lobby.

After being informed by the servant, Youshi and Qin Keqing hurried over from the backyard and just happened to see this scene.

Blood was gushing out from the back of Jia Zhen's head, his eyes rolled back and his whole body was twitching.

You Shi hurried forward and tried to help Jia Zhen up, crying and shouting, "Master! Master! What are you two doing?"

"Madam! Call the imperial physician quickly. Master Rong has a wound on his face, and he is breathing out more than he is breathing in. I'm afraid..."

Lai Er's words made Youshi and Qin Keqing, who were standing in front of him, look at Jia Rong with a bloody head in horror.

Jia Rong was also panicked: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me, I didn't mean to do that, I just pushed him by accident, who knew he would fall!"

"Quick, go to Rong Mansion and find the two masters first."

When the doctor arrived, although Jia Zhen had a piece of cloth wrapped on his head, his face was as pale as wax. The doctor felt his pulse and shook his head, saying that he would only survive for half a day at most, and if he survived, he would be a vegetable.

Jia Rong, who was kneeling in front of the bed, suddenly collapsed. In that era, the crime of patricide was punishable by death by slow slicing.

Jia's mother, who came late to see the doctor, almost fainted. Fortunately, Yuanyang, who was beside her, was massaging her back and stroking her chest, so nothing serious happened.

After Jia Zheng and Jia She sent the doctor away, they looked angrily at Jia Rong who was lying on the ground. Jia's mother cried and hit Jia Rong hard with the cane in her hand.

"What are you two doing? It would be fine if I ignored you normally, but I never thought it would get to this point. You are a beast who disobeys your father. How dare you do this?"

"Grandfather, don't blame me. Look at my face and my head. At that time, I wanted to push the master away and stop him from beating me to death. Who would have thought that the master would fall to the ground and have an accident." Jia Rong cried and kowtowed on the ground.

Fortunately, Jia Zheng and Jia She arrived quickly and stopped the servant who went to invite the imperial physician. If such a scandal got out, it would be disastrous. So the two of them found a doctor from a remote place and brought him in directly in a sedan chair overnight.

After all, the reputation of a son killing his father and the sin he committed are too great, even the Jia family cannot afford it.

"Such a beast deserves to be beaten to death!" Jia She said angrily.

"We must come up with a plan. Tell us what we should do." The old lady was not a fool. This matter had to be done quickly, otherwise the longer it was delayed, the more trouble would be caused.

Jia She and Jia Zheng were like mute people this time, unable to utter a single word.

Grandmother Jia finally sighed, "Where is Brother Mu?"

"We have sent people to the palace to make contact, but I don't know if we can get through. After all, that's in the palace." Jia Zheng said.

"Forget it, forget it. You guys take care of things here, and we women will go back to the East Palace first and wait for Brother Mu to come back and tell me. It's a sin." The old lady angrily leaned on her crutches a few times and left here with the help of Yuanyang.

Qin Keqing escorted the old lady out on behalf of Youshi. Wang Xifeng, who was walking at the end, grabbed the tearful Qin Keqing and said, "What's going on? There were rumors in your mansion the past two days. I heard that Master Zhen wanted to do something with you."

Qin Keqing was stunned for a moment, her body almost unable to stand, her heart almost collapsed: "No, I don't know what happened to the master and the others. I heard from the servant that they started fighting after the uncle left, and when the servant called us over, something happened."

“It really isn’t.”

Qin Keqing knew that after this incident, the rumors from the past two days had made Youshi resent Jia Zhen, but she didn't dare to vent her anger. However, Youshi looked at her like a nose or an eye. After this incident, the blame must be on the woman, and she must bear the blame, but she had to bear the blame even though she had clearly done nothing. Even if she really survived, with Youshi's status as a mother-in-law, plus her resentment towards her, she would make her life worse than death and she would not live for more than a year.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, but she still shook her head stubbornly.

"You said that the men in charge of the East Palace are all gone, and it seems that there are no other men in the East Palace except my uncle. Does this mean that everything in the East Palace will fall into the hands of my uncle in the future?" Wang Xifeng suddenly thought of something.

Uncle? Qin Keqing thought of the man who was a little hunched but very strong and manly. Maybe uncle was hope.