[Red Mansion] Master Jia Dadi

For a moment, the palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons everywhere, and the lights were shining brightly. The faces of the palace people who came and went had faint smiles. Today is the birthday of the saint, and every palace person was rewarded with extra silver.Palace people who are close to the age of leaving the palace can still get amnesty and be released from the palace to reunite with their families, so everyone is doing things happily.

The birthday banquet is held in the Imperial Garden.

Although it is autumn at this time, a hundred flowers are in full bloom in the imperial garden, and the fragrance of the flowers is rising. Accompanied by the candlelight, it makes people feel like they are in the palace of heaven.

There are several cold dishes, melons and fruits and wine jugs on the table.

Baiguan came early.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, bowing to each other and saluting, but the smiles on their faces were hazy, and they couldn't see the bottom line.

"Liu Liu, I offer you a toast." Prince Yu held a wine glass in his hand and walked to Prince Gong with a smile.

Prince Gong stood up with a smile, "Third Brother, I should be the one to respect you."

Even at this time today, the superficial kung fu of the two of them is so good that people can't pick the thorns.

"Okay, I'll just say this to you, let's not get drunk tonight!" Tu Jin laughed loudly and patted Tu Feng on the shoulder. The atmosphere between the brothers was harmonious and friendly, which made people suspect that the tit-for-tat situations before is their hallucination.

"No wonder people say that politicians are born actors." Jia She said with emotion in his heart, the acting skills of these two brothers are definitely more than enough to win an Oscar.

His position is close to Qin Jianshen, just below Qin Jianshen's head. Logically, this is against the rules, but with such an arrangement in the palace, other officials can only hold back even if they have opinions.

"Jia Shilang, why hasn't Qin Shangshu come yet?" After Liu Zhien took a sip of Yulubai, he turned his head towards Jia Amnesty with a smile.

Everyone on the side pricked up their ears.

Jia She smiled and spread his hands: "I was puzzled when Master Liu asked me this. How could I know about Qin Shangshu?"

Liu Zhien said yes with a smile, but he murmured in his heart, who doesn't know that Qin Jianshen and Jia She are Meng Bulijiao, Jiao Bulimeng, and Qin Jianshen has not come here so late, Jia She could be a ghost if he didn't know!

I just hope that Qin Jianshen's not coming is a good thing, so that this matter can go smoothly tonight.

"Jia Shilang, come, I'll offer you a toast." It doesn't matter whether it's from the left or the right, at this moment, they have made up their minds to get Jia Amnesty drunk first, and then there will be one less person to make trouble later.

Jia Amnesty never refused anyone, and the smile on his face never stopped.

It happened that he also wanted to find an opportunity to leave for a while, and being drunk was a good excuse.

"Oh, why is Jia Shilang so weak? This is only a few drinks." A small official said to everyone with a smile.

Tu Jin and Tu Feng glanced at Jia She, seeing that he really looked drunk, he was unconsciously relieved.

Whether they admit it or not, Jia She and Qin Jianshen have left a deep shadow in their hearts. It would be a good thing for them if they didn't get in the way of what happened tonight.

"Since Jia Shilang is drunk, why don't you help him go down to rest." Tu Jin said in surprise as if he had just realized it, and he seemed to point to a eunuch serving beside him, "Eunuch, send this Jia Shilang down to relieve him." Bar, lest Father get angry when he sees it later."

Wang Ziteng looked at Jia She, who was almost drunk and turned into a puddle of mud with the help of the eunuch, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, the mud could not support the wall after all, after tonight, he wanted to settle a deal with Jia She!

Jia Amnesty caused his royal family to lose its reputation, and his sister lost her husband's family. It was time to get back this sum of money.

"Jia Shilang this way." The father-in-law supported Jia She, and walked into the deep palace step by step.

The father-in-law looked at Jia She as if he had nothing to do, and saw that he was really drunk, and the smile on his face was gone, so he helped him and walked to the remote place where no one was there. Prince Yu hated this Jia Shilang already. For a long time, he killed Jia Shilang tonight, which can be regarded as a great achievement.

"Eunuch, where are you going?" Jia She suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in a daze.

The father-in-law was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jia, this servant will send you to hangover."

"Really?" Jia Amnesty straightened up, "But why do I feel that this is not the way to Tai Hospital?"

The father-in-law's expression changed, and he said with trembling lips, "Are you not drunk?"

This look, this expression, where is the appearance of a drunk person?

"It's such a good show today, if I'm drunk, how can I play in person?" Jia She said, his eyes were cold, and he looked around.

The shadows of the trees are whirling, and there is also an ancient well with moss all over the well. It is really a good place to kill and abandon corpses.

"You know!" The father-in-law's eyes widened in surprise, and he could barely breathe.If Prince Yu was not a confidant, he would not have known about Prince Yu's conspiracy, but this Jia Shilang in front of him actually knew about it.

Jia She smiled, "Are you talking about Prince Gong's rebellion tonight, or about your master borrowing a knife to kill someone?"

This sentence almost frightened the father-in-law's three souls away, his face was pale, but his hand touched his waist.

Jia She glanced at him and chuckled lightly, "You want to kill someone to silence you?"

As soon as the words fell, the father-in-law had already made a move, and there was a hairpin hidden by his waist. The hairpin was sharply worn, and with a sharp stab, Jia She's sleeve was cut open.

Jia Amnesty frowned, grabbed the hairpin with one hand, leaned back, and moved his other hand as fast as lightning, touching the opponent's neck.

All this happened in less than a stick of incense time.

There was a crisp "click".

The father-in-law didn't even have time to react, and his breathing stopped instantly.

Jia Amnesty casually hid the hairpin by his waist, looked at the corpse on the ground, "Fortunately, I have some skills, otherwise it would have fallen into your hands."

He glanced at the well, he didn't know how many corpses there would be tonight, how many people's blood flowed into rivers, and the corpses were thrown into the well, it was unnecessary.

He turned around and left the place neatly.

"Ga—" A crow screamed and shocked the sky.

At three o'clock, the gongs and drums sounded.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." came the unanimous voice in the imperial garden, Jia She stopped slightly, and looked in the direction of the imperial garden. meaning.

finally come.

After the banquet begins.

The toasts are intertwined, and the sound of silk and bamboo is lingering in your ears.

The enchanting dancer is dressed in tulle with fluttering sash, dancing to the sound of bamboo pipes.

Concubine Zhen, Concubine Rong and other concubines sit around the saint.

The concubines had obviously been well-dressed, with cloudy temples and gorgeous looks, gorgeous clothes and beautiful skirts, so luxurious that people dare not look directly at them.

The saint held a wine glass in his hand, and looked at the dancer below with a pair of hazy eyes.

He seems to have decided that no matter what tonight, he is the final winner.

why?

The reason couldn't be simpler. He had already made all the preparations. Manager Wu and Qin Jianshen each led a group of people to ensure his safety.

At that time, the snipe and the clam will fight and the fisherman will benefit.

Killing a brother is a shame no matter who wins.This incident became his handle to influence the government.Even if he abdicates, he still has power.

He trusts Qin Jianshen for two reasons. One is that Qin Jianshen has a problem with his identity. He is the youngest son of the former prince, but there is no evidence to prove it. His status was embarrassing, and he had no chance to take this position; secondly, Manager Wu and Qin Jianshen each held a group of elite soldiers, who could restrain each other, so he was not afraid.

Swallowing his wine slowly, the saint's eyes slid down from the face of the dancing girl in the middle along the fair neck.

Power is poison.

Qin Jianshen thought so again.

When he had this feeling for the first time, it was when he watched his father drink the poisoned wine.

At that time, he knew that the person sitting on the throne was not his grandfather, but a man who was obsessed with power and refused to let go. What was even more frightening was that he was already old, which meant that he was even crazier and more confused.

Is a person who personally kills his own child for the sake of power a human being?

And those uncles who killed his father for that position, are they human?

No!

Qin Jianshen calmed down, looked at the people standing in front of him, and then looked up at the sky.

The time has come for him to go.

But he didn't leave for a long time.

And the group of elite soldiers in front of him who were supposed to escort the palace remained silent.

He is waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

He will show up again when both sides are hurt in the palace.

The man thought that by destroying all the evidence, his father's crimes could no longer be cleared.

But he didn't know that his father had already told his cousin about the incident and the evidence before he died. He personally directed the matter of the old prince making a royal robe to rebel from the beginning to the end. It's just a tool in his hand.

The culprit was the man who killed his own son for the sake of power and the throne!

The cause is nothing more than the people's praise of his father, how ridiculous!

"Master Wang, why are you here?" At the gate of the palace, the guard on duty saw Wang Ziteng approaching in a hurry, was startled, and hurried forward to say hello.

At this moment, shouldn't Mr. Wang drink at the imperial banquet?How did you come here?

Wang Ziteng didn't reply, he looked at the person next to the guard, the man understood, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, and a human head rolled to the ground.

Blood spattered Wang Ziteng's face, and he stretched out his hand to wipe his face expressionlessly, "Do it!"