Si Ye Brand Jia Amnesty

Baoyu in Rongxi Hall changed the topic, and Jiamu's expression eased, Wang Xifeng hurriedly took out the dominoes to accompany Jiamu to relieve boredom, and lost a lot of money, which made Jiamu forget about Jia Amnesty, Wang Xifeng felt relieved After taking a breath, the resentment towards Jia Amnesty increased.As a real father, it's fine if he can't help his second master, but he's always holding back. I have fought hard to gain a little status with the old lady, and I'm almost gone from being harmed by him.

No matter what Wang Xifeng thinks, when Jia Lian looked at his own father in the big room, he felt a bit of coolness, or rather had a creepy feeling that his father had always been a rich dude. The prince of Beijing Jing is even more powerful, it's too scary.

"Master." Jia Lian saluted and greeted him.

Hearing this address, Jia Amnesty frowned, whose family's rules call his father a master? "En?" Jia Lian trembled with the cool tone unique to Emperor Yongzheng, "What's your order?" Jia Lian managed to keep his voice steady.

"What did you call me?" Jia Amnesty picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked at the cheap son who was standing there with no face.Accepting this identity means taking over everything. The eldest son died strangely, and the only remaining legitimate son was brought up to be like this?Sure enough, he is worthy of the title of dandy.

In fact, Jia Lian is not bad looking, but her lustful nature is naturally revealed, coupled with the overly fancy clothes, she looks suave and suave, but in Jia She's eyes, she is wretched and unmanly.What's more, the look in Jia Lian's eyes displeased Jia She from the bottom of his heart, without any respect, as if he didn't regard himself as a father at all.Jia Amnesty couldn't help thinking of Hongshi, and instantly became angry. Back then, Hongshi looked at him like this, walking farther and farther, following the old eighth.This son is the same, he doesn't know how to be filial to his father, but treats his second uncle as orthodox, it is simply unforgivable.

"Master!" Jia Lian looked up at Jia She in doubt. He heard that the master just said that the eldest wife was kicked out. Could it be that his brain was broken? Jia Lian looked at Qing Yun who was standing behind Jia She, and Qing Yun lowered his head desperately. , dare not look at Jia Lian, Qingfeng was beaten just now, the master is in a bad mood now, he can't hurt himself for the second master.

"Crack." One side of Jia Lian's face was swollen, which showed that Jia Amnesty's attack was serious.

Jia Lian was dumbfounded by the beating, but she still knelt down very quickly. Although Jia Amnesty sometimes said him, but beat him? "My lord, that's what you should call me."

"Father...Father." Jia Lian finally understood, and shouted. It was a bit difficult to say this title. How long had he not called Jia She that way? His father didn't care about things, and he had no future, so he could only wait until the time came. He only has the title of third-class general on his body, waiting to die.Finally, the daughter-in-law took advantage of the second wife to make some money. Why did the father suddenly have a convulsion now?

Jia Amnesty naturally saw the word convulsion on Jia Lian's head, and gave him another slap without saying a word, and now both sides of his cheeks were swollen, which was really pretty. "Boss is not young anymore. If he can't make it, he can't do it. He only knows how to curry favor with his daughter-in-law and the second wife. I... I don't have a useless son like you." Rotten from the root.When it came to the stamped ledgers when the house was ransacked, Jia She felt that the daughter-in-law was even more of a problem. Of course, it was easy for a woman to deal with, so let's deal with the son first.

Jia Lian covered his face and bowed his head in silence, but he was not angry in his heart. What is he talking about now? He lost his biological mother when he was young, and the master soon remarried. He didn't care about him and let himself fend for himself. I dare not do anything to myself, but no one taught me this way, so is it my responsibility to grow up like this?

"Put away what's on your mind. You're too old to be a martial artist. Let the third child go. Congwen..." Jia Amnesty frowned, looking up and down at Jia Lian, the Tong Sheng in Jia's mansion The place was given to Jia Zhu by Jia Shishi, but Jia Zhu died. Now Jia Lian really has nothing but the empty title as the heir to the title.

"Father spared me." Jia Lian said quickly, he didn't have enough brains to compose poems or articles.

Jia Amnesty slapped the teacup on the table, Jia Lian took back what she said wisely, neither father nor son spoke, and the room was extremely quiet for a while.

Jia Amnesty originally wanted to forcefully arrange Jia Lian's path, but after seeing him, he dismissed the idea. He has been a prince for so many years and has held power for more than ten years. Jia Amnesty understands that Jia Lian is not very good at taking the imperial examination In reality, if you take the route of donating officials, it should be no problem to teach yourself well, but the Rongguo Mansion already has a precedent for donating officials, haha.The cheap brother is really good.After working as a member of the fifth grade Yuanwailang for more than 20 years, Jia Shishi thought he was good, and it turned out that the youngest son was the best.A sternness flashed in Jia She's eyes, and after he tidied up the big house, he said that the old woman would let her take care of her life if she was wise, so what if the matter of forcing her biological mother to death without knowing the wit was real.

"Father." Jia Lian finally couldn't help but speak first, "What do you want father to do?" Jia Lian didn't dare to look at Jia Amnesty, but felt that it was better when he was a dude, and whether he was thinking of buying some kind of red girl body, at least... "Oh." Jia Lian hugged his head, it really hurt.

Jia Amnesty left a lot of messes, let's start with the worst, "Go to the Ministry of Rites and order a plaque for the first-class general's mansion and come back."

"Ah?" Jia Lian looked at her father dumbfounded. Is there something wrong with the plaque of Rongguo Duke's Mansion?He is the son of the dignified Duke's mansion, why was he suddenly downgraded.

Jia Amnesty glanced at Jia Lian, and Jia Lian swallowed, "My son knows, let's do it now, the old lady..."

"You don't need to know, the law of the country is above all. If the old lady wants to make trouble, or say that I am not filial, it is better to ask Jia Zheng how to write orderly." The dandies always have to use their last remaining heat.

"Yes." Jia Lian hesitated for a moment, then withdrew, and discussed it with his wife, because he always felt that his father was too convulsed today.

Jia Amnesty played with the wrench in his hand, went to the desk and wrote a few words, it was about rectification, separation of family, teaching children... Wait, it seems that he has a concubine?Before Jia She could remember what it was like to welcome the Spring Festival, the door was pushed open, "Master, you must be fine, otherwise how can I live!" The pungent fragrance rushed to my face, and a twenty-eight-year-old woman twisted her hands. Walked in with a waist, holding a tray in his hand.