The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

With a glimmer of hope, Bao Mian fell asleep in peace.On the other side, Jia Zhen stared blankly at the dossier that recorded the development history of the Wang family.

The old man of the Wang family, Wang Ziteng and his grandfather Wang Qiang, in modern terms, were a gangster who became a black boss.Of course, seven or eighty years ago, it was a troubled time, and there were no laws and regulations to speak of.

Wang Qiang, who earned the first pot of gold in his life from this, still has a sense of investment.At that time, Situ Tai and Grandfather were chosen among the various uprising armies, and thus began the road of whitewashing.Relying on his fierceness in going through the rivers and lakes, he also made achievements on the battlefield, so he suddenly became a county uncle.

After Wang Qiang became famous, he cultivated himself and cultivated his character, but his son, Wang Ziteng and his father, Wang Qingyun, had great ambitions. He wanted the Wang family's lintel to be higher, and he continued to seek opportunities.On the one hand, he worked hard to be an official, cultivated heirs, and resolutely cultivated the second son when he knew that the eldest son was dull; on the other hand, he used his sons and daughters for friendship.For example, in this era when the ranks of scholars, farmers, and businessmen can be considered distinct, he did not hesitate to marry his prostitute daughter into the imperial merchant Xue's family.After two grasps on the surface, Wang Qingyun secretly used his power to secretly develop industries such as gambling halls, brothels, lending, auctions, and skinny horses.It can be said that after the appearance of the official protection talisman of the four major families in Jinling, this Wang family can be regarded as the number one black boss in the south of the Yangtze River.

After Wang Ziteng accepted it, this will be the third generation of the Wang family.Moreover, Wang Ziteng has good aptitude, and the blue is better than the blue. Not only is the dark industry developing more and more vigorously, but the offshore auction house has also begun to dabble.

Of course, although the other three families of the former four big families—Jia family, Shi family, and Xue family—are not as dark as the Wang family, they probably know about the black boss of the Wang family.

After all, this dossier is ironclad evidence!

It is impossible to conduct such a detailed investigation in just one month.There must be countless friends of the emperor like Jia Daishan.

Flipping through the somewhat yellowed files, Jia Zhen glanced at the latest investigation about the Wang family.

Since Wang Ziteng was demoted to be a member of the Ministry of Industry, except for the two coquettish and manipulations, he sent his niece Wang Xifeng and Xue Baochai to the residence of the eldest prince and the second prince respectively through some coincidences.But in Jinling, his hometown, the Wang family can't be regarded as peaceful.

Looking at the content circled by Bao Mian and the annotations [Meeting the Taoist monk at the Panxiang Temple in the Xuan Tomb], [It is rumored that Xue Baochai also met the Taoist monk], [When Lin Ruhai was alive, a monk came to save her daughter from becoming a monk], Jia Zhen frowned. Twist, the monks and Taoism recorded here should be monks with scarlet heads and Taoists with lame feet?

With doubts, Jia Zhen read the rest of the content, feeling vaguely confused.Blow out the candles, spread out the quilt on tiptoe, and think about "Dream of Red Mansions" before going to bed.

Before the fourth watch of the next day, Bao Mian, who had long been accustomed to morning time, woke up.As soon as he opened his eyes, Bao Mian blinked and looked at Jia Zhen who was hanging upside down with a golden hook in surprise.

"you……"

Jia Zhen, who was standing on her head, listened to the sound, turned over and stood still: "Did it wake you up?"

"No." Bao Mian shook his head: "You didn't sleep last night?"

"How is this possible? I'm doing all kinds of health preservation for living." Jia Zhen replied, rubbing her neck: "This is not a morning exercise. After all, in Dali Temple, the movement is not too big, just relax your muscles and bones. You get up What are you doing so early? Look at your face, you are not very energetic yet."

"Catch morning."

In ancient times, the time to clock in at work was a bit early.Jia Zhen slandered secretly, with a look of sudden realization on her face, "I'm sorry, I forgot that you still have to go to court. That is to wait for you to come back early and then interrogate Wang Ziteng?"

"Well. The focus of today's discussion is probably the peace treaty with the Raksha Kingdom. I was an imperial envoy before, so I need to explain some things." Bao Mian saw that Jia Zhen had no concealment of hope for the interrogation. When Guangguang came, he couldn't help but patiently explained a few words, "So it may be a little late to come back this time. Don't be impatient. According to the procedure, you need to be accompanied by us before you can contact Wang Ziteng."

"Look at what you said, making me look like a brat." Jia Zhen was curious, "What kind of gossip has been passed on me?"

Bao Mian looked around, glanced at Jia Zhen whose forehead was beaded with sweat, and said cautiously: "The emperor has changed to a vegetarian diet, what do you want to gossip about?"

"It's just a few headshots. So much fuss?" Jia Zhen sighed depressingly.He straddled the zombie generation gap with the ancients.

Hearing this, Bao Mian subconsciously covered her chest.Although he just came back for a day, he received a lot of gossip, especially the spicy tofu.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jia Zhen's unspeakable loneliness, Bao Mian couldn't help but sighed, and gently encouraged him: "Actually, you have a reason for what happened, if you be more gentle next time, you'll be fine." Some of them are beyond the acceptable range of normal people.

"Thank you." Jia Zhen thanked her, and reminded: "Go and have breakfast quickly, don't go to court hungry."

"Yeah." Bao Mian nodded and went to work early.

After Jia Zhen finished exercising and had breakfast, she leisurely entered the palace, and rubbed the rows of Gun Gun who were sitting on bamboo and drinking milk one by one.It was estimated that the morning was about to leave, so I resisted the urge to hug one and went back to Dali Temple.

In fact, he actually likes this job.It's a pity that there are too many things to do now, and he can't concentrate on sucking cats.

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Half an hour later, Jia Zhen and Bao Mian Zuoquan discussed the focus of the next interrogation.

Zuo Quan introduced in a deep voice: "Wang Ziteng bites his mouth very tightly. Eight times out of ten interrogations, the other party insisted on not saying a word."

"Is it useless to torture?" Jia Zhen asked curiously, with a perplexed look on her face: "Is he so resistant?"

"After all, he walked around the battlefield, resist." Zuo Quan sighed: "The news about him is basically obtained from the mouths of his family members."

"It should be different after experiencing last night." Bao Mian said: "Last night, I found that the other party's mood, or strength, has increased several times in an instant. When I asked him if he knew about the Shuangyu faction? He knew about the alarm illusion."

"Is that so?" Jia Zhen frowned: "The two adults will let me ask a few questions later. I'll see if I can fraudulently confess."

Seeing the certainty in Jia Zhen's eyebrows, Bao Mian and Zuo Quan looked at each other, nodded after a long silence, and emphasized in unison - "To live!"

Jia Zhen: "..."

After the discussion, the group entered the prison.

Jia Zhen walked into the interrogation room, cast a glance at Wang Ziteng who was tied to a wooden stake by Wuhua Da, the corner of her mouth slowly curled up, with a look of madness, she paced back and forth twice in front of the person with her hands behind her back, and finally made a decision. Ding stood directly in front of the person, holding his toes proudly: "Wang Ziteng, I never thought you would have today! It's really 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi!"

When Wang Ziteng saw Jia Zhen, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he went straight to Jia Zhen.Because the movement range was too large and the wound was affected, Wang Ziteng gasped with a "tear".

His lips moved, and the prince turned to Jia Zhen, gritting his teeth every word: "Jia Zhen!"

"I know, if eyes can kill people, I'm afraid I'll be shot into a sieve." Jia Zhen said with a smile: "But now you have to realize it. You are about to be cut into a sieve by me."

After finishing speaking, squinting at Wang Ziteng, Jia Zhen bluntly threatened: "You and Zhong Shun's group must also know how the dead soldiers he sent out died. I don't want to leave no bones, no dead bodies, honestly Click to answer. Otherwise, I will take a knife and chop you up piece by piece."

Seeing Jia Zhen approaching him while talking, the undisguised murderous aura dissipated from her body, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

Seeing the shadow getting closer and closer to him, Wang Ziteng's uncontrollable complexion turned pale.One must know that even if he did not follow Zhongshun, no one in the officialdom had heard of the headless corpse case.Reminiscing that his arms were chopped off by someone who had no power to resist last night, Wang Ziteng couldn't help but feel a chill emanating from the bottom of his heart, trembling all over.

"Don't shake, save your strength and speak." Jia Zhen's face was cold: "Have you ever seen a monk and a monk? One is a monk with a scarlet head, and the other is a lame Taoist. Both of them are ugly and sloppy. The poor Jigong, people mistakenly think that he is helping the world and saving the people, but he turns out to be a female lackey."

Hearing Jia Zhen's accurate description of the characteristics of the scarlet monk and the lame Taoist, Wang Ziteng's expression changed.Seeing this, Bao Mian and Zuo Quan also looked surprised.They started to investigate from Wang Ziteng's servants, and only learned some information by insinuating.This Jia Zhen just read the files, and then summarized the main points or the Jia family...

The two stopped guessing and looked at Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen turned a deaf ear to the reality projected on him, and stared at Wang Ziteng, "Say."

"See... seen." Wang Ziteng opened his mouth slowly, and said two words weakly.He didn't believe in monks and Taoism at first, but when he met the two of them that day, he not only speculated that Yuan Chun was pregnant, but also said that as long as he was sincere, he would have a future.

"Why did you escape from prison last night?" Jia Zhen asked again.

Wang Ziteng, who was just thinking about monkhood, was caught off guard when he heard this question. He shuddered and subconsciously replied, "Resurrection."

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence in the cell.Except for Jia Zhen, everyone stared at Wang Ziteng in astonishment.This is too confident, right?This time, the Shuanghuang was furious, and the first offender, Zhongshun, had already been sentenced to death.Where did Wang Ziteng get the confidence that he still has a chance to change his face, or even re-emerge incognito?

Jia Zhen clasped her fists, and looked at Wang Ziteng with great interest, "Actually, I still have a question that I can't understand. You are just a daughter. According to normal secular concepts, you are almost unparalleled. Even if you The eldest brother Wang Zisheng's son seems to be a prodigal son who eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles, doesn't he? This doesn't fit your royal family's family plan, does it? So, why are you such an official fan?"

A gloomy look formed in Wang Ziteng's eyes, and he rushed towards Jia Zhen with undisguised hatred.What he hated the most in his life was the extinction of his heir.

"Jia..." Enduring the pain in his body, Wang Ziteng struggled hard, Kun stretched his neck, and spat hard in the direction of Jia Zhen.

"Hey, why are you so disgusting? You spit casually and have no sense of hygiene." Jia Zhen said while concentrating on luck, and with a wave of her hand, a gust of wind blows the saliva back to Wang Ziteng's face.

Everyone: "..."

With a "snap", the spittle slapped him on the face like a slap, Wang Ziteng was so angry and bloody, he felt his eyes turned black, and he almost lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

Trying to express his hatred for Jia Zhen, Wang Ziteng gritted his teeth: "You...don't be too happy, you evildoer!"

"At least I'm sure you can't see it." The old God Jia Zhen is there, "Be honest with me and answer the question! Tell me why you are so ambitious? Now I am in the mood to listen to your journey. "

"Hmph." Wang Ziteng gritted his teeth and growled: "Just wait, you will suffer retribution soon."

"Suffering the retribution of that wicked fairy cave fairy Jing Huan?" Jia Zhen spoke with contempt: "This cave is not as famous as Pansi Cave."

At the same time, a monk outside Dali Temple was wandering cautiously together.Such places of torture and trial are protected by Xiezhi.As cultivators, they couldn't get close to them, so they could only use artifacts to eavesdrop on a few interrogations.

They thought they would be able to take a break after killing Qin Keqing's soul.Unexpectedly, after re-entering the WTO, the established fate of these golden hairpins has completely changed.

The more they remedy, the more mistakes they make.

But if it is not remedied, let other immortals know that they are stealing the sky and changing the sun, forging the calamity, and cultivating at the mercy of the country's luck, I am afraid that all of them will be out of their wits.