Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

While complaining, Tan Li quickly clasped Jia She's arm, "They all have internal strength, just the two external skills you know, to add to the chaos."

As Jia Jing's own son, Jia Zhen, who almost died, was incomparably Buddhist compared to Jia She, who was furious. She took Jia She's arm and persuaded: "Uncle She, hold on! We can take taxis and fight in rounds! If you dare to fight in Jia's house, We consume him."

"But your father is playing Wuqinxi now!" Jia She was so sad that he wanted to cry, and he did not dare to watch the fighting scene: "Wuqinxi, even I know that this is a health-preserving move created by Hua Tuo. Think I think brother Jing started to keep healthy at a young age..."

Jia Zhen: "..."

"Don't pay attention to him. Take a good look, and be cautious in your words and deeds in the future. Don't let your parents suffer for you because of yourself." Tan Li said something earnestly to Jia Zhenyu, regardless of whether the other party paid any attention to it, and raised his hand in front of Jia Amnesty. Nodding between her brows, she said in a deep voice, "Calm down."

While casting the spell to calm one's mind, Tan Li's eyes fixedly looked at Jia She's eyes, black and white were distinct, and the two colors of extremely black and extremely white contrasted with each other, on the contrary, it made the whole eyes shine brightly, as if containing the stars all over the sky.

After watching for a long time, I still feel a little dizzy, as if in a dream.Tan Li was slightly taken aback, feeling that the faint golden glow covering his pupils like a spider web that he saw before was just a dream, perhaps the sun was shining brighter today, and it was just shining on Jia She's body.

Jia Amnesty looked at Tan Li, who kept his eyes on him for a moment, staring at him, as if he was thinking about whether to gossip about him, and his heart shuddered.Smelling the sandalwood in his nostrils, he calmed down under the double protection.But still a little worried, Jia She couldn't wait to turn his eyes to the battle situation.I saw that Wang Ziteng was still aggressive, his punches were strong, domineering, fast and fierce, and he was merciless.The killing intent was accompanied by punches, which seemed to envelope the entire courtyard.

And Jia Jing seems to be a sophomore in middle school who doesn't want to be warm and graceful.

Jia Amnesty complained mentally, his posture was still elegant and personable, and his every move was smooth and smooth.Even though he had seen Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, Jia She was still heartbroken.

Because the momentum on the field is different!

As a layman, he observes momentum.Wang Ziteng's tiger's fist has already burst out with a strong desire to survive, such as the potted plants he carefully cultivated in the yard.These flowers and plants, which were served by the gardener in the past, seemed to be blown by a ruthless storm, and then heavy snow fell on them, making them all overturned in fright.

And what about his brother Jing?

"Is my father planning to consume him to death?" Jia Zhen also wanted to express her opinion, and turned left and right.I didn't see him familiar, and he showed up immediately when there was a crisis. The incomparably powerful black-clothed guard uncle cast a disgusted look at the other guards who were already stunned, and then looked at Bao Linghou who looked thoughtful, and finally Eyes rolled around Tan Li's body, and then looked at Jia She, who was passive and not angry. Jia Zhen's eyes flickered, it was rare to be humble and polite to a person who had only met for a day, and opened her mouth to call out. He said, "Uncle Tan, isn't it?"

— It’s fine if you don’t understand, he still doesn’t read much, other than being handsome, he can’t describe his dad’s dashing and celestial appearance.

But he still understands that Tan Li and his Uncle She have a relationship with each other!

Hearing Jia Zhen's words, Jia Amnesty raised his hand, touched Tan Li's chest with his elbow, and said expectantly, "Boss Tan, explain." Why is it so unfriendly to fight with internal forces? It's so easy for them to beat up directly.

Seeing Jia Amnesty's increasingly "frivolous" movements, Tan Li's face darkened, and he raised his hand to rub the touched chest, feeling something was wrong!

His heartbeat quickened, and for a moment it became violent, as if it had uprooted his entire tree.

Tan Li's expression was a little dazed, and he really wanted to turn Jia She over to have a good chat.But from the corner of the eye, he saw Jia Zhen, who looked at him with adoring eyes.

Worship!

If he ignores this little brat and destroys people's hopes, maybe Jia She will be driven to death even more.The logic of a secondary school rebellious teenager like Jia Zhen cannot be guessed by normal people.

His complexion changed slightly, Tan Li looked at the battlefield, and said solemnly: "Actually, I don't know the specific martial arts moves."

Jia Amnesty and Jia Zhen: "..."

"However, the world's martial arts are ever-changing and inseparable from their roots, and the only thing that can't be broken is fast."

"Uncle, where did you find the magic stick!" Jia Zhen was furious, "Even you can see clearly that my father is keeping in good health."

"Master Tan, please calm down." A guard pulled Rajazhen's sleeve carefully, and said in a low voice, "My lord, based on my guesswork, given that the strengths of the two are almost the same, the master should be consuming Lord Wang now." internal force."

"Master Wang's punching speed is already slower than a quarter of an hour ago. And the master is still calm..." The guard looked at the master who was still playing Wu Qinxi leisurely, and found that he was not as gentle as usual at the moment , only the cold and threatening aura remained, even the Wu Qin Xi had the tendency to change into a Wu Qin Xi. There was a moment of silence, and he couldn't help but sonorously said: "Attack!"

Jia Amnesty still believed what the guard said.The few Lianjiazi in the Ning Mansion were basically arranged by Jia Zhen's side.Like him, he was also guarded when he was young.But in the end his father avoided suspicion, after his old man returned to Beijing to take up his post, the Rong Mansion would have no masters, only some guards who knew how to use foreign skills.

"When will the fight last? Do you need a break and some food and drink to replenish your energy?" Jia Amnesty asked the guard earnestly, "You know that too. We fight at an appointed time, as soon as it is ordered." A friendly match with future generations It makes no difference.

The guards really wanted to add, "There is also a boy who rubs his shoulders and legs."

There are three major advantages of a family born and bred in the capital. Fighting is done by oneself, without involving servants; it is only limited to the children, and does not expand the influence to find parents; it does not hit the face.

It is said that this rule was set by Mr. She and his father when they were young.

The guard was thinking about how to respond to Jia She's words, when suddenly he heard the howling of cold wind and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"It's time to decide the outcome!" The guard still remembered his duties, and explained a sentence in case the two masters would not understand.

Jia Sheben raised his hand to block it. Hearing the sound of "decisive battle", he didn't care about the leaves and flowers of the flowers and trees rushing around, as if they were rubbing against his face, and hurriedly looked over.

Seeing this, Tan Li stepped forward slightly, covering the obstacles for others and resisting the murderous aura that erupted.

The airflow emitted by the confrontation between the two seemed to be able to turn all the flowers and plants in the entire courtyard into nothingness.All the onlookers were swayed by the hurricane, like driftwood in the sea, floating with the wind.

Jia Zhen's eyes flashed, and she cleverly hid behind Jia Amnesty.

Jia She looked at Tan Li who was standing still in front of him, and suddenly wanted to hum "Gourd Baby", but right now he still had a conscience, and whispered: "Thank you."

Tan Li replied, "Study hard."

Jia Amnesty: "..."

"Good... so strong!" Someone in the guard couldn't help exclaiming, trembling in horror, and a little worshiping for the strong.

"This... have you heard the roar of the tiger? Oops! Mr. Wang has already swallowed the most powerful tiger."

"What is it?" Jia Zhen asked in the "Safe Haven", listening to all directions with ease.Isn't his father great?No one praised it.

"Don't raise other people's aspirations and destroy your prestige!" Go back and do homework with him.

"It is said that the king of Beijing used it in the past, and he surrendered the leader of the strongest caravan in the southwest with just one move. The master he met told him that if it is not a last resort, he is not allowed to use it." The guard tremblingly explained to his ignorant young master: "The master also asked you to practice Tiger Fist before. It's just... you are the one who became drunk."

Hearing the daunting sound of tigers roaring in his ears, Jia She looked at the devastated landscape of flowers and plants in the yard as if locusts had crossed the border, and asked impatiently, "Then what about my respectful brother, what trick does he use?"

"Old... lord..."

The guards looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them dared to speak.Their master seemed to be shocked, and he didn't even move his body.

"Then what are you waiting for, car and wheel battle!" Jia Zhen said as she began to take off the fox fur she was wearing, and stretched her arms and legs.

"..." Tan Li couldn't help but said, "The other party only looks mighty, but in fact it's a battle between trapped beasts."

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Even though he couldn't be distracted during the battle, Wang Ziteng found that his hearing was still very sharp, and he heard the word with a correct accent—the battle of trapped beasts.

This word made him extremely angry!

Since he was able to walk, he has been practicing diligently against plum blossom piles. In the past 30 years, almost rain or shine, he has achieved great success in boxing.The blood and sweat in the middle, the heartache and pain of gritted teeth, cannot be humiliated by a light sentence of "fighting the trapped beast".

Wang Ziteng raised his head and glanced at Jia Jing.At this moment, Jia Jing, that noble son who was once hailed as the No. 1 child of the aristocratic family by the world, his handsome face was extremely pale, and his lips were stained with blood.

How dare you call him a trapped beast?

An angry shout flashed in Wang Ziteng's eyes, and he shouted again, this time the sound was clearer than before, and the roar of the tiger seemed to be able to soar into the sky.The whole yard trembled from the "hum", as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

Jia Jing only looked coldly at Wang Ziteng who was coming towards him with a swift punch, and when he was about to touch his body, he suddenly moved his foot and his figure flashed.So fast that no one present could see it.

Except for trees that aren't people.

Tan Li saw it clearly, and was terrified in his heart—it really is the sky beyond the sky, and the tree beyond the tree.Jia Jingying is a Shura in the skin of a gentleman.

But a parent bear.This shortcoming is too fatal.

Just when Tan Li frowned and sighed, the rest of the people just blinked and saw Jia Jingzheng, who had been missing, put his feet on Wang Ziteng's shoulders, turned over beautifully, and kicked him to the ground.

With a "touch", Wang Ziteng fell to the ground and made a huge cracking sound.The sound seemed to shake the ground.

Wang Ziteng's face fell to the ground, and when he got up, he was still a little dazed, and just about to speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

As this mouthful of blood scattered in the air, the whole courtyard was dead silent.

Jia Jing slowly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said, "A majestic general, defeated by a literati like me, tsk tsk, don't hide your head and tail, just hide for a while , I’m afraid I’ll lose all face.”

"Jia, Jing!" Wang Ziteng shook off the servant of the Wang family who had come to his senses to support him, and put his hands on the ground with difficulty, and got up, "You think you have won?"

"So what?" Jia Jing sneered, "I have the guts to ask for leave, clearly stating that I was injured and need to rest for half a year, a year, and I'm fine? Can you?"

As soon as these words came out, Jia Amnesty and Jia Zhen hurried over: "Brother/Father, where are you injured? Internal injuries? Please call the imperial physician!"

"You two shut up." Jia Jing rubbed his forehead, "I still have the strength to beat you up."

Jia Amnesty and Jia Zhen: "..."

After making the nephew and uncle quiet like quails, Jia Jing's face was a little pale, but his voice was cold, and he looked at Wang Ziteng coldly, and he stood up straight with gritted teeth when he saw the effort, his brows frowned , said: "But what about you? There are so many people who want to pull you off the horse. Wang Ziteng, rather than hoping for an illusory in-law relationship here, it's better to have a good time with your father. Wang Zisheng's qualifications are not as good as yours. So I gave up without hesitation and trained him to eat, drink and have fun. At least you brothers get along in harmony. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be no family left."

To put it bluntly, let him give up the second room directly.

Wang Ziteng spat blood on the ground, looked straight at Jia Jing, and said in a mocking tone, "You think Jia Jing alone can support the Jia family? The Jia family surrounded by wolves? "

"Then give it a try." Jia Jing chuckled lightly, looked down at Wang Ziteng's clenched fists, narrowed his eyes, and said, ignoring the blood that was slowly oozing out of him, "Of course, you can do it first." Kill chickens to make an example to monkeys."

Seeing Jia Jing's confident appearance, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face, Wang Ziteng felt that his heart was filled with infinite malice, the more ruthless he became, but there was a smile on his face, and when he spoke, his tone was innocent, "What's the use of you threatening again? My sister is happy. The Jia family has no heirs, if..."

"If it's anything." Jia She was furious when he heard the words, "If the second child can give birth, it's just a side branch of the second wife!"

"That's not right!" Jia Zhen counted with her fingers, then turned to ask Wang Ziteng, "It's so sure, three months, right? At that time, it was my uncle's filial piety period, right?"

When it came to the end, Jia Zhen was furious, "My uncle and grandpa treated me so well, and I went out to play after watching enough." Of course, he hadn't fulfilled the filial piety of his grandfather at that time.But he is very serious about keeping his filial piety, and he remembers the rules clearly.

Wang Ziteng: "..."

Jia Amnesty: "..." Thank the enemy pig teammates for sitting in line.

Jia Zhen put her hands on her hips angrily: "Do you think I can't beat Dengwen drum?"

Everyone: "..."