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

This knife is extremely fast and hard for ordinary people to resist, but Jia Jue is not panic at all, his body has been strengthened, far exceeding ordinary people, this kind of speed is just ordinary to him.

Just when he wanted to get out of the way, a cold light suddenly appeared, and then blood splattered.

An arm holding a long knife soared into the sky.

Ah!
Zhou Ding let out a miserable cry and fell to the ground clutching his broken arm.

Jia Jue's eyes widened, looking at Zhao Jing, who was standing with a knife, her face covered in frost.

He knew that Zhao Jing had studied martial arts, but who would have known that her martial arts skills were so strong.

This is the rhythm that he wants to become a factory supervisor. Could it be that there will be a nine thousand year old born in this world of Red Mansions?

Zhao Jing looked at him, saw his slightly dazed appearance, and found it very interesting, but smiled at him.

This smile is extremely bright, and the ice and snow melted in an instant, as bright as a spring peach.

At this moment, Jia Jue suddenly felt that this smile was extremely beautiful and moving.

But then, he shivered terribly, and quickly drove the "terrifying" thought out of his mind.

How can a pure man have such an idea?

At this time, Zhou Ding, who fell, was controlled by the yamen, but he vomited blood and saw that he was no longer alive.

"My lord! He bit the poison sac in his mouth and took the poison to kill himself!" Zuo Zuo stepped forward to check Zhou Ding's situation and said.

Everyone looked sideways, this kind of method is only available to the dead, this week is definitely not an ordinary prank!

As a result, his words are even less credible.

"I understand, this week Ding first framed Young Master Yu, and if he failed, he assassinated him."

"Yes, after the assassination failed, he took poison and committed suicide. What a cruel method!"

"It's really ruthless, not only ruining his reputation, framing Jia Jue for injustice, but also framing it and assassinating him, this is not giving him half a chance to survive!"

"I'm afraid Jia Jue has offended someone? That person is so deliberate that he wants to kill him."

The onlookers were talking about it.

At this moment, with the death of Zhou Ding, the conspiracy against Jia Fu and Jia Jue was completely shattered.

The truth came out, and all the dirty water was washed away.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Xifeng, who was just standing on the sidelines, was not hurt in any way. Most people didn't even see what she looked like.

Jia Jue won this match.

As for King Zhongshun, Zhou Ding is dead, and Laiwang and his wife are doomed. As for Chu Yun, Wu Xiong, and others, let's not say whether they will be found. From the moment Zhao Qi gave the royal fan, their end was already. Doomed.

……

Zhongshun Wangfu, Zhao Lei's room.

Zhao Lei hugged a concubine and drank wine happily.

Although there is no news from the county government yet, he has incomparable confidence in his plan.

Inside there is the rebellion of the Laiwang couple, outside Zhou Ding's desperate accusation, and Chu Yun's assistance.

Jia Jue couldn't resist at all.

Even if he can't be convicted immediately, it can still be done by punishing him and imprisoning him for a while.

During this period, he had a thousand ways to make Jia Jue die.

"I'm just a bastard, and you deserve to fight with me?" He raised his head and drank a glass of wine, his eyes flashing with pleasure.

Tuk Tuk.

The door was knocked.

"Come in!" Zhao Lei's eyes lit up, good news came.

A servant walked into the room with hesitation in his eyes: "Sir, there is news from the county government."

Zhao Lei snorted softly: "Then Jia Jue has never been convicted?"

The servant hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"Humph! As expected, the Jia family is still a little heavy." Zhao Lei said lightly.

The concubine on the side filled his glass with wine, and squeaked: "The prince is really clever, and he has a good plan."

Hearing this, Zhao Lei smiled complacently, took up the glass and drank it, and then asked the servant, "Can Jia Jue be punished?"

The boy quickly shook his head.

"Why?" Zhao Lei frowned.

The little servant shrank his head: "There are two reasons. First, His Majesty gave him a royal fan."

"what!"

Zhao Lei was shocked and angry. He never thought that the emperor would give a royal fan at this juncture.

Doesn't this show that Zhao Qi is supporting Jia Jue?

He took a few steps on the spot, and suddenly sneered: "What if the imperial fan is in hand? As long as the evidence is like a mountain, even if your Majesty comes in person, you can't save him!"

The voice fell, and the young servant suddenly said with a sad face: "Sir, there is no such thing as a mountain of so-called iron-clad evidence! The physical and human evidences have all been overturned!"

what?
Zhao Lei was furious, grabbed the servant's collar, and yelled at him, "What did you say!"

The servant hurriedly recounted the entire trial process.

Zhao Lei was dumbfounded after hearing this. He never imagined that Jia Jue would be able to take out an identical piece of jade pendant.

And Zhou Ding, the key witness, actually had hysteria!

This, how is this possible!

How did he do it!

"It's impossible! It shouldn't be!" He was so angry that he overturned the table.

The little servant trembled: "Your Majesty, this is all true. Zhou must have committed suicide by taking poison at this time. Laiwang and his wife were taken by Shuntian Mansion, and many government servants went to find their 1000 taels of silver."

"Damn! Damn! Stupid! All of them are idiots!" Zhao Lei was so angry that he was about to explode.

When he saw the concubine beside him, he suddenly thought of what she said just now about the "magic plan" and "strategizing", and he felt a burning pain on his face.

"Fuck your mother's magic tricks, fuck your mother's strategizing!" He was furious, but he kicked the concubine to the ground, punching and kicking.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Prince, the lord is calling you."

Hearing this voice, Zhao Lei's body trembled slightly. He knew that his father must also know the news.

The loss this time means that he is going to have bad luck.

But even though he was afraid, he still wanted to go.

He took a deep breath and summoned the courage to come outside Zhao Ying's study.

He knocked on the door, but heard Zhao Ying's voice from the study: "Come here! Hit thirty boards hard."

The voice fell, and the guards on the side immediately grabbed Zhao Lei and pushed him to the ground.

"Father, listen to my explanation, this time..." Zhao Lei struggled to explain.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Ying's voice: "Hit! Hit hard!"

Several guards shouted and swung their boards down heavily towards Zhao Lei.

clap clap clap!
"what!"

"It hurts me too!"

"Father, spare your life!"

Zhao Lei's mournful howl sounded in the Zhongshun Palace, but the only thing that responded to him was the uninterrupted snapping sound.

After ten boards, Zhao Lei's miserable howl gradually weakened.

After twenty boards, he no longer had a voice, and his consciousness had gradually blurred.

At this time, the skin on his buttocks was already cracked, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

This was the scene he wanted to see on Jia Jue, but he didn't think so and fell on him.

"Jia Jue, I hate..." He said vaguely, his consciousness fell into darkness, and he finally passed out.