Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

Even though the charcoal fire in the house was burning warmly, Jia She's voice was like a hole in the ice as soon as it fell, making people feel so cold that one couldn't help shivering.

"The Patriarch of the Jia family is really majestic!" Wang Ziteng said with his eyes furrowed.If he didn't still have reason, he would have killed anyone who dared to speak so rudely in front of him with one punch!

So what if he is the second son? !

What he is most proud of in this life is relying on his own blood and sweat, step by step to reach the position he is today, becoming a leader among the new young generals.Even the prince and grandson, who doesn't treat each other with courtesy and smiles?

"It's so-so, rely on dad." Jia She looked at Wang Ziteng's dark face, and was a little happy.Unexpectedly, before he even grinned, the slightest pain eroded his cheeks, and he gasped in pain immediately.

His handsome face!

Boss Tan had treated him internally, but the external injuries allowed him to cultivate himself.For his face, even if he smeared and wiped it with queen-grade beauty cream, it would probably take a long time for it to heal completely.

Seeing Jia Amnesty covering his face with unbearable pain and weakness, Wang Ziteng's eyes flashed with disdain.

He was grateful for Jia Dai's kindness, and also admired him as a hero in the world.But he also despises his spoiling of his heirs.At any rate, Jia Zheng could still use reading as a fig leaf, while Jia Amnesty was like a pile of mud that couldn't support the wall, and he didn't see any descendants of generals.

It is Jia Jingkan who is more than enough to keep a job.

Thinking about it, Wang Ziteng frowned, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If you don't tell me, I still forgot, Rongning and Ningfu have one Jia, since the owner of the Rongfu is seriously ill, I'd better go find him directly." Jia Jing is ready. If you don’t get the time, it’s like the old days. This agreed-upon fight will determine the outcome, and if you lose, you will go home crying and looking for your father and brother.”

These words blatantly mocked Jia She as an unweaned child, which made people angry.At the very least, when Hou Baoling heard this, he felt a little angry.It's one thing for him to like to preach about his seniority, but he never likes others to use his seniority to hurt others.

Clearing his throat, Hou Baoling was about to say a few words, when he heard a sound of righteousness: "I'm not only looking for my father and brother, but also my eldest nephew."

Bowling Hou: "..."

Wang Ziteng: "..."

Jia Zhen, who had come to report the news before, and was now eavesdropping by the window, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In the silence, the laughter was extraordinarily loud, as if it had been floating in the room for a long time.Wang Ziteng's eyes flickered, excited, provocative, and decisive.Immediately luckily, he raised his hand and picked up the teacup and threw it fiercely along the sound source.

Looking at the teacup with a strong wind, it seemed like an arrow that was off the string and shot towards the window quickly.That force seemed to be able to penetrate the wooden window and fly outside without any hindrance.Not to mention the teacup, the water droplets splashed out of the teacup turned into icicles when it was cold because it was close to the window, which was visible to the naked eye.

With a glance, Jia She was furious immediately, jumped up against the table, walked out, and roared: "Prince Teng, how dare you!"

While roaring angrily, Jia Amnesty didn't even care that the scabbed wound on his lips opened again.

"It's a natural reaction." Wang Ziteng narrowed his eyes and said with pride, "I'm a military commander. It's inevitable that there will be turmoil, and the grass and trees will be soldiers."

Jia Amnesty couldn't listen to these words anymore, he stepped outside to investigate, and shouted—"Zhen'er!"

Jia Zhen is a bastard, even if it is breath, he can smell it.Not to mention the current situation, besides him, who else is so bold as to pull on the window?

Do you want to hear fair and honest?

Jia Amnesty rushed out anxiously, shouting at the top of his voice.

Before Jia Amnesty rushed out, some guards also noticed the clue.But because they didn't expect that Wang Ziteng would suddenly use force directly, and because of Jia Zhen's need to "spy on the enemy's situation", they were all far away, and they didn't have time to protect this murderer for a while.As for Jia Zhen, on the contrary, she seemed to be frightened, she didn't move, she didn't even move her body to dodge.

Of course, it was also because this was just Jia Amnesty's study.No matter how big his study is, it is only six meters long.The teacup that Wang Ziteng slammed with all his internal strength penetrated through the window in the blink of an eye, only made a slight "touch", and then came towards Jia Zhen's forehead.

Jia Zhen felt it, she was used to dying, and it was easy to detect the danger, her heart seemed to skip a beat at this moment!But because this kind of thing happened too many times, he was not afraid of pain, so he opened his eyes wide, watching and feeling directly.

He felt the hot air from the tea, and with a "touch", the hot air became more and more visible. The hot air condensed into water droplets, as if densely packed silver needles were piercing his face.He knows what it feels like to be pricked with a silver needle. When he was a child, he ruined a pair of embroidery, which was quite expensive. He was afraid of being beaten, so he had a whim to make it up.My finger was pierced into a radish, and then I felt that spanking would be less painful.

It's this kind of pain from ten fingers to the heart, and now it's piercing his face!

Then gradually, the teacup that was close at hand became extraordinarily large, and the dazzling red color of the teacup almost filled his eyeballs.As he got closer and his eyes were full of teacups, he suddenly felt a strong dragging force coming from behind him.

Jia Zhen was taken aback, and staggered back a few steps, stood still, looked left and right, there was no black-clothed guard uncle he was familiar with, she couldn't help but turned her eyes and looked straight in front of her, then rubbed her eyes—he Seeing the teacup that had fallen to the ground, it was as if someone was holding it, and then went back along the same path through the hole in the window.

Go back!

There is no one in front of him!

Have……

Jia Zhen shuddered, and hearing Jia She's voice, she felt like a drowning child grabbing straws for life, and began to shout, "Uncle, ghost, there is a ghost!"

Standing still, Tan Li silently glanced at the real ghost.

Jia Amnesty looked at Tan Li with sparkling eyes, and thought he was super handsome.The sunlight shone on the person like a light, highlighting Tan Li's own golden light, which couldn't make people look away!

"Boss Tan, thank you!" Jia Amnesty rubbed Jia Zhen's head while speaking, then took out a handkerchief to wipe her face, heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a helpless tone under the pampering: "I'm not going to tell you soon. Uncle Tan thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm just a few steps faster than Master Jing." While talking, Tan Li raised his finger and pointed to the gloomy Jia Jing at the bottom of the steps, and said modestly.

He was writing his career plan, but he was invited by Jia Jing again.I was also curious as to why the purple-gold vaporized python overnight, so I agreed.The two of them chatted "very happily" all the way, and when they arrived at the gate of the yard, they happened to see this deadly little Dumiao, and before they had time to say a word, they froze slightly one after another, sensing the murderous attack.

Although he also disliked Jia Zhen in the red building, it was not the Jia Zhen in front of him.Not to mention that Jia Zhen is good or bad, as an adult, it is still a bit inhumane to attack a little cub.

And the angry cub's father is super scary.

Following the direction Tan Li pointed, the guards rushing over gave way one after another, and at the same time, their scalps went numb, and they looked at Jia Jing in horror.They are all martial arts practitioners, and they can still feel the difference.Their master now has a cold face, murderous aura lingers all over his body, like a sharp long sword... no, whisk.

Holding a whisk in hand is no ordinary person!

Seeing the person approaching step by step, Jia Amnesty shivered, "Brother, you have something to say."

Jia Zhen lowered her head, feeling the shadow getting closer to him, and snorted, "I just want to see if Uncle She can handle it. I'm afraid to go in, and I'm going to get into trouble with my mouth. Just... at the window Look down."

After finishing speaking, Jia Zhen clenched her fists, feeling that her logic was correct, she couldn't help but look up at her father, and emphasized again: "Father, it's true. I'm not afraid of hitting, so I can't fight for nothing."

Jia Jing glanced at Jia Zhen coldly, wanting to yell in people's ears—beating is not the key, can you remember, remember what mistake you made every time you were beaten? !

I was about to cry, how could Jia Jing have such a son!

But right now, he is not contemplating this question, nor is he arguing with others about how this insane logic came to be and took action. Jia Jing just nodded and said I know, and then glanced at the group of people who heard the movement, His eyes fixed on Wang Ziteng, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you committing violence in my Jia family?"

Looking at the murderous Jia Jing, Wang Ziteng slowly put his hands behind his back, clenched into fists, controlled his urge to try, and smiled, "Where is it? I thought it was a rat. It turned out to be the eldest nephew, I'm really sorry. There's no way, I've been in the sea of ​​swords and guns for too long, so I'm more alert."

Speaking of swords and guns on the sea battlefield, Wang Ziteng couldn't help but straighten his back.

Speaking of which, the reason why the feng shui of the two of them took turns was related to the battlefield.

The founder of the Jia family, Jia Yuan Jia Yan, was originally a tenant under the name of the Wang family.In the last years of the former dynasty, corrupt officials were rampant and the people were in dire straits. This was an opportunity for many people.

His grandfather had worked his way up from a gangster to the biggest owner of the Jinling Gambling House.The Jia brothers still farmed for them.It's just that the current events made people, and the two brothers ran away because of the drought. By chance, they met the grandpa and grandpa. As a result, both brothers became the princes of the country.

But his grandfather defected to Tai, and grandfather was a little later, and finally became a mere county uncle.

Wang Ziteng let out a cold snort, until now, he, the third generation of Wang Ziteng, has become the real military minister through the war, but the Jia family couldn't keep their original glory and wealth, and began to lose.

Thinking of the news that Jia Shishi took people to clean up his son and mother and son killed each other, Wang Ziteng couldn't help laughing.He wanted to do some activities, so that both mother and son would suffer, and Jia Zheng became the only heir of Rong Guogong, but unexpectedly, the Jia family did not take an unusual path.What the Pond family took at least ten days and a half months to complete, the Jia family did it all overnight.

But even so, so what.After getting in touch with Jia She, Jia She is still a prodigal son who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

It's true that Jia Jing has a bit of blood.

Wang Ziteng sized up the sharp-eyed Jia Jing, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Why, Master Jia still wants to compete with me?"

"I'm afraid you don't dare!"

Wang Ziteng: "..."

Wang Ziteng looked at Jia Jing who was approaching very quickly, and immediately sneered, and punched him without hesitation.

As the leader of today's young generals and the future envoy of the capital, Wang Ziteng is most famous for having learned Tiger Fist. Don't think the name is bad. In troubled times, this name is straightforward, and this move is also true. It's really simple and rude, like a tiger attacking.People who have really practiced it, such as the famous King of Beijing Jing, who really killed a tiger with one punch, are famous all over the world.

Because of some relationship, King Beijing Jing wrote this boxing method into a book.

As a layman, the more Jia She thought about Wang Ziteng's deeds, the more worried he became.His fists were fierce and fierce, and there was a whistling wind when he punched, as if a tsunami was coming.Under such an attack, he, Brother Jing, hit him with a move that he could tell - White Crane Spreading its Wings.

Everyone: "..."

Jia Amnesty didn't dare to look any further, approached Tan Li, stood on tiptoe and leaned into his ear, and asked, "I respect brother to win, right?"

—Boss Tan, the patron’s father, if you don’t win, you’re going to hang up!

In the past, the most she could do was act coquettishly and hug her thigh to make a fuss, but now she is becoming more and more wanton.

Tan Li froze for a moment, feeling as if his body was covered with disgusting termites, itching and uncomfortable.Tan Li couldn't help but look livid, took two steps away, and snorted coldly, "Behind every naughty child is a bear parent. But I am not."

In order to make people give up, Tan Li repeated, "But I am not." I am the host, not Jia She's parents.

Jia Amnesty took a deep breath, glanced at the battle situation he still couldn't distinguish, and gradually revealed a touch of determination, and began to roll up his sleeves.

"What are you doing?" Tan Li's face darkened when he saw Jia She's twitching the bruises under his arms, "What are you doing?"

"Fight in groups." Jia She took it for granted, "We never fight alone."

"You..." Seeing that Jia She had finished speaking and left, Tan Li hurriedly shouted: "Calm down, brother Jing is strong."

"Really?" Jia Amnesty was still a little unbelievable when he heard this, and looked back at Tan Li in astonishment: "Look at his slowness, like an old man, and my brother focuses on writing. Even if he is a companion Read, the Imperial Palace teaches both civil and military affairs, this... can this really beat Wang Ziteng who is good at martial arts? Wang Ziteng still has martial arts, not to mention anything else."

Moreover, he has also seen his respected brother Jinji stand alone.

Leading people to rescue the little emperor and grandson were all injured.

I'm afraid this force is just short and tall.

"Tan...Uncle Tan, can my father really do it?" Jia Zhen was also a little worried, uneasy: "He is playing Wu Qin Xi now. He even taught me how to play."

"They are about the same in strength, but their human potential will be stimulated." Tan Li glanced at the two in front of him, and finally stopped on Jia Zhen, "If I didn't stop you just now, you won't be killed, but the disfigurement will definitely happen." .The power of that teacup is not small."

"What?! Zhen'er, let's go!"

Jia She was even angrier than Jia Zhen, the person concerned, a strangely dazzling golden glow suddenly appeared in his eyes, he was startled when he saw Tan Li, and subconsciously asked, "Are you wearing colored contact lenses?"

Or did you get yourself some emoticons and talismans?

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