The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Hearing this, Jia Lian looked at Jia Zhen, and felt that the ancestors of the Jia family had manifested their spirits too thoroughly, and had completely forgotten the past, so she couldn't help but sighed deeply. Jia Lian frowned and said earnestly: "Brother Zhen, don't talk about us. It’s been a long time since I went to the brothel. Even the top oiran in Qunfang Pavilion can’t be the guest of honor just by being rich. It’s just three of us who go, at most, the girl with a middle-class appearance. Just when my father and you used to be." The Jia family lost their titles, so they might not even be able to cross the threshold.

Jia Rong nodded and agreed: "Father, Second Uncle Lian is right. These Qinlou and Chuguan are the most powerful."

"How about this, their brothel also has a theater troupe, I'll go get in touch and see if I can get in?" Jia Qiang looked at Jia Zhen's solemn expression and suggested.

"You are also the manager of the royal theater troupe anyway, why do you have to be so humble?" Jia Zhen frowned, tapped her fingers on the table, and said with a painful face: "Then bleed a lot, Rong'er, you are the boss." , please go to Qunfang Pavilion to play Jindandandan."

Thinking of the eight members of Jindandantuan, the other three nodded.

"This investigation, you all should be more careful. Anyway, you will treat me as biased. I am not happy with this Yu Wenhao. Naturally, I hate the house and black. I always feel that there is something wrong with this Yinyin girl." In front of the three of them, Jia Zhen did not Talk about your own prejudices without reason.

As the number one fan, Jia Rong took the lead in nodding in agreement: "Father, I will help you pay attention to Yu Wenhao's every move, and try to catch his little braid."

Not to be outdone, Jia Lian and Jia Qiang expressed that they could exert a little bit of power, which made Jia Zhen smile wryly.

"Then it's not as serious as shouting and beating, but that..." Jia Zhen raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, restraining herself from recalling the doomsday, and said in a deep voice, "I don't like seeing that face."

Three people: "That's right, this person is just relying on his little face to make trouble!"

Jia Zhen: "..."

Skipping the little boy face incident, Jia Zhen just wanted to ask Jia Rong how he worked as a tour guide with Emperor Luocha in the Northeast, when he heard hurried footsteps outside the door, "Head, something is urgent, the Dali Temple arrester is here."

"Dali Temple?" The four people in the room looked at each other with doubts on their faces.Since the Jia family passed the customs once, they are all very well-behaved, and they absolutely live according to the law.

Jia Zhen put her hands behind her back, slowly concentrating on her luck, and walked out, "Go and have a look first."

As soon as the door was opened, Jia Zhen saw the arresters of Dali Temple, and they were old acquaintances. It was Lao Xing, the jailer who guarded them back then.Seeing the man panting, his complexion pale, and he didn't want to arrest him, but Jia Zhen still had the ability to control him and didn't let go.

When he saw someone, Lao Xing was out of breath, but his mouth was crackling and he said quickly: "Master Jia, hurry up, Master Zuo, please go and help, hurry up! Wang Ziteng injured the policeman and kidnapped Master Bao. fleeing outside."

"What?" Jia Zhen was startled, "Wang Ziteng is still alive?" Although the case of countering the rebellion is still under trial, Wang Ziteng is also one of the masterminds, still alive and kicking?

"This case is not closed yet." Lao Xing replied, and then came back to his senses, anxiously: "Oh, no, now is not the time to discuss this matter, Mr. Jia, saving people is like putting out a fire. It is extremely urgent."

"I know, where are they now?" Jia Zhen said as she walked out, "You won't let him out of Dali Temple, will you?"

"It's out, he's crazy, and he's still pinching Mr. Bao's neck. Can this Mr. Zuo disobey him? And he wants to pry out some things about Jiangnan from his mouth. After all, he has Counting as the head of the four major families in Jinling, this still has some influence. Ask you..."

Looking at the three surnamed Jia who followed Jia Zhen, Lao Xing tried to be objective and said: "Ask you, you don't know about water transportation and salt administration."

"You guys still plan to keep me alive?" Jia Zhen paused, glanced at Lao Xing who was explaining anxiously, raised her hands and rubbed them, and urged, "Stop talking, lead the way first. Bao Mian is really out." What's the matter, Turtle and Jia Zhi are not taken." Turtle is a smart person, he practiced with him in the martial arts class, and it depends on her mood in the literary class.If she wants to learn, she will rub her little niece by herself.Bao Mian taught very attentively.

Besides, there is a little Mystery brother whose eyes are almost red.

Unaware that she is labeled as a nanny idol teacher in Jia Zhen's mind, at this moment Bao Mian is being tightly strangled by someone's neck and blindfolded, and can only feel where she is by relying on the breath around her.

Smelling a sour smell, Bao Mian frowned when he heard the sound of panting and breathing, the sound of insects, the barking of dogs not far away, and the sound of a few breezes blowing his face. screw.

After the ceremony was over, he entered the palace with the emperor and received the news that he was about to leave for Jiangnan to make an appointment.Know that this matter is of great importance and that there is no delay.Therefore, he took office immediately, and after reading the relevant files, he brought Wang Ziteng up for questioning.Little did he know that Prince Teng would not repent even after death, but would commit another murder and fight trapped beasts.

After abducting him out of Dali Temple, Wang Ziteng bound his hands, blindfolded him, and gagged him.Although he couldn't tell where he was kidnapped for a while, but at least he could vaguely tell that he had come to the outskirts.In this sparsely populated place, if there is a fight, innocent people can be avoided.

As soon as the thought flashed by, Bao Mian felt that his breathing was a little suffocated, and the thousands of thoughts in his mind gradually drifted away.

Sensitively aware of the murderous aura coming from the air, Wang Ziteng subconsciously squeezed Bao Mian's neck hard, and with a bit of arrogance, facing the gradually clear pursuers, he said sharply: "Who dares to approach? One step, and I'll kill him! Once the famous Bao Qingtian dies, I'm afraid you will also be criticized for it! If you wear the black hat, you will lose your security!"

"Wang Ziteng, you have committed a heinous crime," Dali Temple Shaoqing Zuo Quan's face darkened, "You still don't know how to repent when you are about to die!"

"It's nothing more than a thief!" Hearing this, Wang Ziteng's eyes showed a gloomy look, "If the emperor didn't deceive others too much, why would I follow the dragon?"

He had seen Zhongshun so ungrateful and ungrateful before, but just because of Jia She's threat, he gave up guaranteeing him, and made plans to vote for another master.Moreover, his plan was obviously going to succeed, but it happened to be ruined all of a sudden.Today, he doesn't even want his own grandson, not only killed Wang Xifeng, but also killed Xue Baochai by the way, and directly took his official position.Even the fifth-rank member Wailang is gone!

In vain, his prince Teng also bleeds and left scars on the battlefield. Not to mention his military achievements, he killed thousands of enemies.

"Wang Ziteng!" Zuo Quan sneered, and just about to speak, he felt a gust of wind blowing beside him, avoiding Wang Ziteng like a bolt of lightning.When she looked over intently, she saw Jia Zhen standing firmly in front of Wang Ziteng, and a look of joy appeared on her brows and eyes.

Jia Zhen wanted to take a breath, but the stench coming from his nostrils made him take a few steps back, covered his mouth and nose, and glanced at Wang Ziteng.

Now it has been more than a month since the rebellion, and Wang Ziteng looks quite burly compared to his memory, but now he looks like a beggar.Unkempt, ragged, as if fished out of a stinky ditch, with scars, filled with a stench, like dead salted fish.There is only one pair of eyes in the whole body, which is very bright, blood red like a big red lantern, revealing a cold and sinister.

"It seems that the food in Dali Temple is really good, so you still have the ability to escape from prison."

Hearing Jia Zhen's voice, Bao Mian felt that he was slowly regaining his sanity.He has also seen Jia Zhen's martial arts, and when he was in the Northeast, he could hear Jia Zhen's headshot feats everywhere, and even Jia Zhi could recount one or two.As time passed, he rather trusted Jia Zhen's force.But right now, I am afraid that if Wang Ziteng is killed directly, some clues will be interrupted. If...

Bao Mian, who was already struggling, struggled even more, trying to get the stinky cloth out of his mouth with all his strength, so he could say, "Don't blow your head."

Seeing that Bao Mian seemed to see him coming, she had more will to survive, and she was very happy, Jia Zhen raised her brows, thinking that he was quite interesting.Knowing that Jia Zhen can save everyone.

"Prince Teng!" Jia Zhen cleared her throat, and slowly, she pointed the condensed wind blade at the person's hand without saying a word.It was so fast that no one could react.

Before Wang Ziteng heard the words, he felt a sudden pain in his hand, and when he wanted to feel it again, he felt like he was flying in mid-air.

She kicked at the armless Prince Teng Xinxin, but Jia Zhen didn't take her foot back. She directly raised her leg and kicked Bao Mian, who had lost the support of gravity.

"Are you standing still?" While talking, Jia Zhen raised her hand to untie the iron chains on her hands, and then took off the blindfold and cloth.

"Don't..." Finally got his tongue free, and his eyes could see clearly, Bao Mian didn't even care to look at his savior, looked around, looked at the arm not far away, and twitched hard Tone, "You...you...you don't really have a hobby of being an executioner, do you?"

"Master Bao Mianbao, I am very unhappy with your words and deeds." Jia Zhen frowned: "You don't care about your own life, thank you for saving my life, and first care about the safety of a criminal?" Our Lady.

If it weren't for this era, the Holy Mother refers to the Empress Dowager, which is the exclusive term for the Empress Dowager, and he would definitely carry this word forward.

"No!" Bao Mian felt a little nauseous, and was overwhelmed by the mixed and smelly saliva poured in from the previous stagger, but when he saw Jia Zhen humming so angry, he told the turtle that he would not study. , and studying and doing homework on time, a little arrogant, patted his chest, and explained: "He... Jinling invited King Jinling, and someone is using it behind the scenes. It is a key clue, and the matter is of great importance. He cannot die."

"Yes, I can't die!" Zuo Quan came hurriedly, echoed cautiously, and then ordered someone to visit Wang Ziteng who passed out, and looked at Jia Zhen cautiously.This Jia Zhen didn't have any weapons in her hand, but she directly chopped off Wang Ziteng's arm, this...

"What are you looking at?" Jia Zhen put her hands behind her back and glared at Zuo Quan without any scruples.He has used this move countless times in front of the emperor.After all, he kept assassinating people all the way back, and if he had to pretend to be coercive with a weapon that was not in his hand, if he turned around and the emperor was dead, he would have nothing to say.

Anyway, after he came back, the emperor had already rolled his eyes at his martial arts, and he didn't want to confirm it anymore. The only thing he did was to treat him to eat tofu nao, spicy and spicy.

The cooking skill of Yushanfang is really good. The tofu is carved into a human head, and it is served with seasonings. It is lifelike and vivid.It's a pity that he is not picky about what he picks, but the emperor himself vomited with acid.

The bitter face of the emperor came to mind. Jia Zhen glanced at Bao Mian, who was covering her chest, and raised her brows: "You have such poor endurance? Want to vomit?"