The Agricultural Tycoon of the Red House

Jia's mother also wanted to be angry with Jia Zheng. As soon as Jia Lian left, she called Jia Amnesty.Jia's mother sent Jia Zheng's nemesis elder brother to supervise this matter.

Jia Amnesty was very happy to watch Jia Zheng make a fool of himself, so he agreed without saying a word, ran to Jia Lian to announce the good news, and then turned to kick the door of Jia Zheng's room.

Today, everyone in the big room got up early, but Jia Zheng was still asleep in the warm bed, and was suddenly dragged out by Jia Amnesty's noise.It stands to reason that the master of a normal wealthy family would not be able to do such a rude thing, and even if he did, Jia Zheng could still swear back in a few words.However, the one in front of him is the elder brother, who is extremely vulgar, ignorant of elegance, and shameless. Reasoning with him is worse than playing the piano with a cow.

Jia Zheng was so angry that he looked helpless, put on some clothes and pointed to the tip of Jia Amnesty's nose, with a whine of complaints in his throat. "What are you making trouble about?"

"I heard that you want to go out to live alone. How can you just sit idly by as a big brother, and I'm here to see you off today. Hurry up and put on your clothes." Then, Jia She turned and rushed to the door. Those people told, "You all hurry up and help the second master pack up, and move back to Rongfu as soon as possible."

A group of people, seven or eight of them, rushed in. It looked like a mess, but in fact, they all packed up the things they were responsible for in an orderly manner.

Jia Zheng didn't expect it to be so fast, he opened his mouth, and before he had time to say anything, he heard Jia Amnesty speak again.

"By the way, there's no one else in the mansion anyway, you can live in Rongxi Hall if you want, brother doesn't care." Jia She laughed, looking very angry.

As soon as these words came out, the servants in the house suddenly paused what they were doing, and there was a moment of strange tranquility.

Jia Zheng blushed in embarrassment, and really didn't know how to reprimand his eldest brother.The Rong Mansion has long since become unoccupied, and he wants to live in Rongxi Hall when he goes back, as if he was not reconciled to the status of the second house in the past.Yes, he was indeed dissatisfied with his current status, but he didn't deceive himself to the point of going to Rong Mansion where no one was there to find comfort.Big joke!

"Brother, you came to make trouble early in the morning, talking nonsense, do you have a fever?" Jia Zheng pretended to touch Jia She's forehead.Originally thought that Jia She would dodge symbolically, but he did not expect that the other party did not dodge at all. Jia Zheng smacked Jia She's forehead with a crisp sound.

Jia She took a few steps back, covered his forehead and looked at Jia Zheng in surprise, "You...you...you hit me?"

Jia Zheng also felt that his voice was a bit loud and panicked, "Brother, I don't have one. I just want to ask if you have a fever."

"I have a fever and I come back here to help you with these small things. You are clearly acting for private interests. No, public revenge is not right. Are you making a fuss, or secretly doing things? In short, you are pretending to have a fever to care about others, but in fact you are thinking of me! Jia Amnesty moved his hand away, showing his red forehead for everyone to see, "Have you ever seen anyone who is so concerned about people's fever?"

All the maids pursed their lips in embarrassment, and dared not answer even though they wanted to. Although the second master over there is weak, he has always been a person not to be trifled with.

Although everyone didn't respond, they all showed an expression towards Jia Amnesty, which already achieved the effect of acknowledging.

Silence is more suffocating than speaking.At the very least, he could refute confidently even if he said a word.Now everyone treats him like a monster, which is a hundred times more uncomfortable than being scolded directly.

Jia She raised her eyebrows and asked meanly: "Are you going, are you going?"

Jia Zheng snorted coldly, swayed his sleeves and walked to the door. Before leaving, he gave Jia Amnesty a hard look, and then he really went with the entourage carrying the luggage.

Jia She happily crossed his legs and drank a bowl of tea in the living room, then reached out and asked for a pen book from his followers.The servant took out the inkstone that he had prepared earlier from his waist, and started to grind it with tea.When Jia Amnesty was soaked in ink, he began to write on the brush.

"...The second nerd is rigid and pedantic. He is a hypocrite. He loves prudence the most. He abandons his wife and children, and wants to live alone in the house, but he is trying to save face and suffer, or he will return home in a few days..."

Jia Amnesty had almost finished writing, and he finished with satisfaction.After drying the written part, he stuffed the booklet into his sleeve, and went out humming with his hands behind his back to tell Jia Lian that he didn't think that his good son had gone out. It's a pity.

Jia Amnesty heard that Jia Lian had gone to Baihui Tower, thinking that he had rarely gone out for a walk because of his writing these years, so he took this opportunity to visit his son for a walk.

In order to obtain materials, Jia Zheng changed into a set of coarse cloth clothes that are sensitive to the people's sentiments instead of fancy clothes, and took Wang Shanbao alone, and pretended that they were brothers when they went out.

The two wandered all the way, listening to the anecdotes of the people in the streets and alleys, and went to Baihui Tower.

Jia Amnesty finally arrived, but he saw that the Baihui Building was still closed and hadn't opened at all.

Jia Amnesty turned back to Wang Shanbao in displeasure, "Didn't you say that he came to Baihui Tower? Why didn't he open the door?"

"My lord, look, isn't the door open now?" Wang Shanbao's family reached out and pointed in the direction of Baihui Building.

While talking, he saw that the waiter had already removed the door panels piece by piece.Jia Amnesty was overjoyed, so he walked across the street to find his son.

Cheng Rixing, the shopkeeper, was standing in the hall not far from the door.He saw Jia She coming at a glance, but didn't say anything, instead he frowned and shook his head at Jia She with a clouded face.

Jia Amnesty was stunned, and was about to rush over to ask for clarification, when he suddenly heard a loud male voice from the left, "Give way, everyone!"

Then came the sound of hooves, and the occasional whining of the people as they made way.

Jia Amnesty raised his eyes and saw a luxurious carriage driving towards him. He didn't know who was in it, but judging from the confident shout of the coachman driving the carriage, the owner should be a very prestigious person.

Wang Shanbao's family hurriedly dragged Jia Amnesty to hide by the side of the road.

The master and servant were about to leave when they suddenly found the carriage stopped in front of them.

Then, the coachman got on the pedals and invited the next handsome man in a crescent white brocade robe to come down.

The man stood for a while after getting out of the car, held up the fan in his hand, and raised his hand to forget the plaque on the Parkway Building.Jia Amnesty took this opportunity to observe him and found that this person was actually the King of Beijing.

Jia Amnesty thought that his clothes were not right, that he would offend others by accident, so he hurriedly dragged Wang Shanbao's family into the crowd of people.

At this time, the waiter and shopkeeper Cheng Rixing who were standing at the entrance of Baihui Building were gone.They are still operating as usual, the waiter is wiping the table, and the shopkeeper is fiddling with the abacus.

Shui Rong looked at the situation in the store, and found nothing unusual. He had a very confident and proud smile on his face, with his hands behind his back, his back straight, and he lifted his feet gracefully and walked towards the entrance of Baihui Building.

He walked steadily, and when he lifted his feet up the stone steps, he was graceful and graceful, and he was very good-looking.It dazzled a few young women who happened to pass by on the street.

Lift one foot up and down, lift the other foot up and continue up.

The upper of the shoe supported on the stone steps began to slide backwards, Shui Rong suddenly felt that something was wrong, his body still began to shake, he hurriedly landed and stretched his arms, intending to maintain balance, but he did not expect that the falling foot did not stand still, and went Slide forward.

With one leg in front and the other behind, his body was swaying... Shui Rong sat down on the stone steps with his legs almost split.His crotch was just stuck on the edge of the stone steps, and it hurt a certain part. This pain was an indescribable impact and tearing feeling. After all, it was so painful that his tears were held back in the corners of his eyes.

Shui Rong's fall caused two passers-by citizens to laugh, and then everyone joined in the fun and laughed too.

Shui Rong took his face into consideration, endured the pain and remained silent, and stretched out his hand to get up with the support of his attendants.Unexpectedly, as soon as the entourage pulled his arm and came forward to meet him, he couldn't stand still, his feet slipped, and he sat down on the stone steps, and then bounced and slid from the third stone step to the last step .Shui Rong's body was out of balance, so he knocked down, but it happened to be the opposite of what he followed. He knocked headfirst on the stone steps.

This hit made the bridge of his nose hurt, and his teeth seemed to be smashed.The water-soluble face was stuck on the ground, unable to move in pain.Under the severe pain, his nose seemed to be out of order, and he smelled a scent of shortbread.

After the second fall, more people on the street watched and laughed.

Hearing the ridicule of those people in Shui Rong's ears, he felt like dying at the moment.He has been gentle and personable since he was a child. Except for the unbearable experience in his childhood, this is the first time he has made such a big ugliness.

Fortunately, these people don't know his identity yet, otherwise his solemn and glorious image of the King of Beijing will probably be disillusioned in the hearts of the people in the whole capital.

At this time, Jia Lian came out.A few guys from Baihui Building and Cheng Rixing, the shopkeeper, all came over.

Cheng Rixing yelled that a guest had fallen and asked everyone to help him up.The guys were very quick in their legs and feet, and they quickly supported King Beijing.

Jia Lian, who was standing at the door, saw that it was him, and hurriedly saluted and said loudly: "Your Majesty, please greet the Prince of Beijing County!"

As soon as the guys heard that it was the prince they were supporting, they all let go, hurried down the steps, and kowtowed to King Beijing.When the other people knew that it was the prince, they didn't dare to laugh anymore, and knelt down to greet him one after another.

"Everyone is welcome, please flatten yourself!" When Shui Rong said the last two words, his voice rose and trembled a little, and then he slid and sat on the stone steps.All of a sudden, the buttocks hurt like eight petals fell.

All the people bit their lips and bowed their heads in unison.

In the end, Jia Lian invited Shui Rong to Baihui Tower, and looked at the prince's red, swollen, bleeding nose and broken forehead... Jia Lian unhurriedly sent someone back to the mansion with Shui Rong to heal his wounds.

Afterwards, Jia Lian instructed Cheng Rixing to say a few words, and followed Shui Rong's group.After all, Shui Rong came to Baihui Building to meet him, so he had to do his best.

Jia Lian then saw him lying on the couch in water, with gauze wrapped around his head, and asked him how he felt with a serious tone.

In fact, this is nonsense.

Jia Lian wanted to let Shui Rong listen.

Shui Rong was so angry that he didn't know what to choose, glared at him, and cut straight to the point to expose the facts: "Jia Lian, I really didn't expect you to be so nasty, the stone steps at the door must have been manipulated by you!"

"Is there any evidence for this statement?" Jia Lian raised his eyebrows to look at Shui Rong, "Although my title is lower than that of a prince, I am a Duke of Zhen who can be famous in front of the emperor. I cannot allow you to frame me at will."