The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Jia Jue left the palace and took a deep breath, feeling refreshed.

Originally, he thought that he would always stand by Zhao Qi's side, but he didn't expect that he would immediately take a "vacation" as soon as he took office.

Indeed, for him, it was a holiday, a three-day long vacation.

As for ascertaining Fusang Kingdom's intentions, to him, it was just a matter of taking a trip to Honglu Temple, and he didn't need to worry about it at all.

However, his early "off work" also prevented Thirteen Niang, who had a task, from coming to pick him up. If he wanted to go back, he could only rely on himself.

He wanted to go back to Jia's mansion, but after walking a few steps, he was stopped by two figures dressed very differently from ordinary people.

"Are you Jia Jue?" One of them asked Jia Jue in blunt Yanxia language.

"Yes."

"My young master wants to see you," said the man.

Jia Jue looked at him: "I don't know who your young master is?"

"Tang Zexiong." The man replied.

Jia Jue glanced at the two and said coldly, "I don't know each other."

After finishing speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

The man was taken aback, and quickly stopped Jia Jue, emphasizing: "My young master is the envoy of Fusang!"

"Fusang? What is that place? I've never heard of it." Jia Jue snorted lightly and walked away.

"Bold!" The two were furious at the same time. Jia Jue's disdainful attitude towards Fusang made them feel insulted.

They caught up with Jia Jue and stopped him again. The person who spoke earlier looked at Jia Jue and said coldly, "You must make amends! How can I, Fusang, allow you to insult me!"

The actions of several people attracted many people to watch.

Jia Jue looked at them coldly: "When you young masters see me, I have to go? What kind of Fusang do you come from, so I must have heard its name? What's the reason? Could it be that this place is Fusang?"

These words made the onlookers point and point at those two people, showing disgust.

"You!" Both of them showed annoyed expressions, but they didn't dare to say anything because of the crowd watching.

Jia Jue said flatly, "Get out of the way."

The man before took a deep breath and bowed his head slightly towards Jia Jue: "I'm sorry, we were rude just now, but our young master sincerely invited you, please be sure to go with us."

They have a high status in Fusang and have always been defiant, but this time Tang Zexiong asked them to invite Jia Jue, and they had no choice but to bow their heads to Jia Jue.

Jia Jue shook his head: "I don't know your young master, so don't go!"

Seeing that he was so soft and stubborn, the man was furious, and stretched out his hand to grab Jia Jue directly.

Jia Jue snorted coldly and was about to get out of the way.

But at this moment, there was a coquettish shout: "Fanbang barbarians dare to be presumptuous!"

After the words fell, a black awn flashed past and hit the man's hand directly.

boom!
A muffled sound sounded, and the Fusang man let out a painful snort, and stepped back with his arms folded.

Beside Jia Jue, there was a bright and attractive young girl standing upright, holding a sheathed long knife, looking heroic.

"Bastard!" Another Fusang man shouted angrily when he saw this, and punched the girl. They had never suffered such a big loss.

This punch was full of power, and after it was punched, it was violent, and everyone who watched around screamed in unison.

But the girl was not moved at all, she just waved the long knife in her hand, with the scabbard on, and smashed it straight on the Fusang man's arm.

click!
A slight sound sounded, and the Fusang man's arm immediately dropped powerlessly, but this blow dislocated his arm.

The Fusang man let out a painful snort, and the brutal nature that had been suppressed all the time emerged immediately. Instead of retreating, he advanced, but his left hand took out a short blade from his bosom, and stabbed straight at the girl's rib. Yes, that girl's life is in danger.

Seeing this, the girl snorted coldly, a stern light flashed in her eyes, and she wanted to strike hard.

However, at this moment, a voice came from her ear: "Girl be careful."

As soon as she heard this voice, she suddenly felt her waist tighten, and she was held back by a huge force.

call!
laugh!
She flew back quickly, but directly avoided the Fusang man's knife.

This turn of events not only stunned her, even the Fusang man was stunned.

And at this moment, a group of people rushed in: "Who is presumptuous!"

Everyone looked quickly, but saw that it was a patrolling soldier of the Jingcheng Infantry Battalion.

Immediately someone said the matter quickly.

The leading team did not hesitate, and immediately ordered the two Fusang people to be tied up and taken away.

"I'm a late official, please forgive Master Jia." Du Zheng came to Jia Jue's side and cupped his hands.

Wearing a unicorn suit and being so handsome, there is no one else but Jia Jue.

Jia Jue waved his hand: "Where is it, you came at the right time."

Du Zheng looked at the girl next to Jia Jue with a slightly hesitant expression because she was holding a long knife in her hand.

In the capital, ordinary people cannot carry weapons.

Jia Jue said hastily, "This is just a home ornament, and it cannot be unsheathed."

Duizheng nodded in relief: "Then please Mrs. Jia put it away, don't take it out again."

"You!" The girl was about to retort when she heard the words, but was stopped by Jia Jue:

"Okay! I'll write it down later."

"That's it, I won't bother Mrs. Jia and his wife anymore, let's leave." The team was just saying a word, and led the team to leave.

Seeing him walk away, the girl glared at Jia Jue.

Jia Jue quickly explained: "Girl, please don't blame, weapons are prohibited items, if the team is doing business, the girl will have to go to the Yamen for a while. That's why I am prevaricating, please don't blame the girl."

The woman rolled his eyes at him, and snorted softly: "Is this what I mean? I mean, you still don't let go of your hand!"

In fact, she also knew that if the yamen servants found out that she was carrying a knife, there would be a series of troubles, and she had also used murderous intentions just now. If she really killed the Fusang man, things would become serious.

Jia Jue's actions really helped her, and she didn't blame Jia Jue.

Jia Jue looked down, but saw that his hand was still resting on her waist, he quickly withdrew his hand, coughed softly:

"Don't blame me, girl. I didn't intend to be frivolous. It's just that the situation was critical and I made such a bad move just now."

The woman glared at him again, and sneered: "Who wants you to help me! Such pustules, even if there are ten more, it is not enough for this girl to beat."

Jia Jue smiled lightly, and cupped his hands at her: "Young girl is very skilled in martial arts, and I am deeply impressed by her ability to fight ten times. Thank you for your kindness today."

The woman glanced at him and waved her hand: "It's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about. I just can't get used to these foreign races being so domineering."

Jia Jue smiled and chatted with her for a while before leaving.

Seeing his leaving back, the woman murmured: "He is different from ordinary scholars."

As she spoke, she stroked her waist gently:
"At least, this strength is quite large."