[Red Mansion] Master Jia Dadi

"Damn things!"

Manager Wu shook his body, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Qin Jianshen stood at His Highness with his hands downcast, without any expression on his face.

The sage gasped heavily, his face flushed red, "These two rebels really think I'm dead!"

Manager Wu didn't dare to make a sound. If you want to talk about this matter, it was this master who started it. When you made the decision, you should have thought of what happened today. Didn't expect that?But I didn't expect those two to be really rude.

"Now who are under the two men can we investigate clearly?" After calming down, the Holy One asked.

Qin Jianshen replied flatly: "It has been investigated clearly."

He took out a small booklet from his sleeve, and Director Wu stepped forward to pick it up.

Normally, he should have checked this booklet to prevent it from being tampered with, but he knew that this booklet was a hot potato right now, except for Qin Jianshen and the Holy One, anyone who read it would be in bad luck.

The Holy One flipped through the booklet in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more his face became livid, and finally, when he memorized the names of the people listed above, his face was almost as gloomy as water.

Unexpectedly, these two traitors actually bribed so many ministers!

He's not dead yet!These two rebels are so impatient!Even those ministers are all wolfish ambitions!From the power of the dragon, right?He wants to see, which one has this ability? !

After leaving the palace gate, it was already a quarter of the unitary hour.

Dark clouds rolled over the sky, and a gust of autumn wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground swirled in the wind, and finally fell to the ground quietly.

"It's going to rain heavily." Qin Jianshen said suddenly.

Manager Wu looked up at the sky, and echoed, "No, but no matter how heavy the rain is, it won't be able to get on you, my lord."

Qin Jianshen suddenly showed a smile, and he nodded towards Manager Wu, "Eunuch Wu, please stay, you have worked hard these days."

"It's not hard work, it's a slave's blessing to take care of His Majesty." Manager Wu smiled.

Watching Qin Jianshen leave, Manager Wu slowly turned his body around, his steps were neither too fast nor too slow, every step seemed to be measured, and they were generally well-proportioned.

A slight sound of "click" rang in his ears, and then the patter of rain poured down.

Director Wu's footsteps stopped suddenly, he raised his head, spread his palms, and muttered to himself, "It's time for rain too."

September [-]th is the birthday of the current Holy Majesty.

This morning, the sky was just dawn, and the peddlers and hawkers who walked the streets had already started to sell along the street. Because today is the saint's birthday, all ministries and departments are on vacation to take a bath.

"Father, do you have to go tonight?" Jia Lian gritted his teeth, his eyes were red.

Jia She stroked his hair, "I have to go." Whether it was for Qin Jianshen or for their family, he had to go tonight.

"But..." Jia Lian held Jia She's hand, he just felt that the past six months were as beautiful as a dream, and now, the dream was about to wake up.

"No, but, Fuzhen, you have grown up. If something happens this time, you will have to take care of my younger sister and younger brother." Although Jia She is [-]% certain in his heart, before the dust settles, no one will take care of him. Who knows who will win in the end.

Jia Lian bit her lower lip, and tears kept falling like a broken bead curtain. He wanted to say that he wanted to go with him, but sister Yingchun and brother Cong'er needed him. rest assured.

"I've already made arrangements. Brothers Chen Jiu and Chen Heng are trustworthy. There is a firecracker here. Dad told you how to use it. If you encounter an accident, don't be afraid." Jia Amnesty put a box on Jia Lian. In his hands, he is now only thankful that he has trained Jia Lian a lot before, otherwise something really happened, based on how Jia Lian supported his family.

"My child knows." Jia Lian sniffed, a man, how can he back down at this time, "Father, don't worry, I will definitely protect my younger sister and younger brother."

Jia She sighed in his heart, Lian'er had indeed grown up.

"Don't cry and cry, just treat it as taking your younger siblings out to play for a few days, and when you come back, maybe dad will be named a marquis." Jia She said teasingly.

Jia Lian nodded emphatically, "I trust Daddy."

East Court.

Jia Zheng kept pacing back and forth in the study room. He was ambitious, but he had no responsibility, let alone the courage. The recent events were completely out of his range, but he never had the courage to tell Prince Gong. No, not to mention that Yuan Chun has already had skin-to-skin relationship with Prince Gong, even he himself is afraid that if Prince Gong becomes real, he will suffer disaster.

Now tonight is the time for the results to come out, and Jia Zheng is very upset.

"The matter has come to this, master might as well relax." Yurou walked in with a pot of wine in her hand, with a smile on her lips.

Jia Zheng sighed quietly, "How can I relax?"

If this matter is successful, he will be prosperous from then on. If it is not successful, the Rongguo Mansion may end up in the end of ransacking his family and exterminating his family.

"There is something that Yurou has forgotten to tell the master." Yurou smiled and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng was in a panic, and after drinking the wine in one gulp, he asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Yurou took back the cup in his hand, "Master asked me to say hello to you."

Jia Zheng was stunned, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He seemed to understand something in the blink of an eye, but it was too late, and a wave of drowsiness swept over him, knocking him out of consciousness. .

Yu Rou put the jug aside with a smile, and said softly, "Second Master, I'm really sorry, you can't show up tonight."

Jia Zheng staggered back a few steps and collapsed on the chair, barely able to lift his eyelids.

Yurou clapped her hands, and a figure walked in from the door.

Jia Zheng almost struggled to recognize the appearance of that person——Linda.

He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but his strength suddenly disappeared.

"My lord, a letter has come from Jia Yuanwailang's residence, saying that he is not feeling well and cannot go tonight." The housekeeper anxiously ran to the side of Prince Gong Tufeng who had already changed into his formal attire.

The corner of Tu Feng's mouth pulled a mocking smile, "Don't pay attention to him, this useless thing can last until now, the king is already very surprised."

When he ascends to the throne of God, the first thing to do is to free up his hands to take care of the Jia family. Whether it is Jia Enhou or Jia Cunzhou, he will die by then!

"Yes. And the manager sent someone to send a message, and everything is ready." The big housekeeper said meekly.

After hearing this, Tu Feng subconsciously pinched the handle of the fan, and sneered: "Okay."

that night.

Jia Amnesty changed into an official uniform, and before leaving, he went to see Jia's mother.

Jia Mu has become tired and lazy in recent days, ignoring the affairs of the house, and when she saw him coming, she just nodded slightly, "Sit down."

The newly promoted maid Yuanyang brought up a cup of hot tea.

Jia Amnesty took the tea and didn't drink it, but held it in his hand.

"I'm afraid the capital is going to be in chaos?" Mother Jia said quietly after taking a sip of tea.

Knowing that Jia Amnesty probably couldn't hide this from Mother Jia, she nodded her head.

"I see." Mother Jia closed her eyes. At this moment, she had many feelings in her heart, such as regret, annoyance, and loss. All kinds of feelings were mixed together, and she couldn't tell whether it was sadness or sorrow. "Go, Rong With me in the government, there can be no chaos."

Jia Amnesty stood up and cupped his hands towards Mother Jia, "The old lady has experienced many things, so my son will not underestimate the old lady, this matter will trouble the old lady."

Mother Jia opened her eyes and looked at him quietly, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance deeply in her mind.

Jia Amnesty let her look at her without saying a word.

"If in the past..." Mother Jia couldn't help but say, she regretted it, she really regretted it!

Jia She suddenly smiled, "Old lady, life is never the same."

Jia's mother only felt a pain in her heart, which made her speechless.

Yes, there is no beginning in life!It was because of this that her heart ached even more. She made a mistake and lost everything!From the very beginning, she bet wrong.

"I have to go to the palace, old lady take care." Jia She bowed to Jia Mu, turned and left.

Under the candlelight, his figure gradually faded away.

Mother Jia sighed deeply, then leaned on her crutches and stood up abruptly, "Yuanyang, go and call me all the stewards, wives, maids, and boys."

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The palace of the prince.

Wang Chenshi pursed her lips, and carefully handed a dagger to Wang Ziteng, her eyes were full of worry, "Master,..."

Wang Ziteng patted the back of her hand, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back."

Prince Yu is well prepared, he has a lot of capable men and strange men, and he also has a group of magical weapons. There is no way he will lose this time. Wang Ziteng is very excited at this moment.

In the courtyard.

Looking at the lights in the yard through the window, Wang suddenly burst out laughing, "Marquis Jia En, you are doomed to lose tonight!"

No matter whether Prince Yu wins or Prince Gong wins, Jia Enhou will never end well!

Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help smiling anymore.

Her whole life was ruined by Jia Enhou, and now the retribution is coming!

One after another, carriages and sedan chairs arrived at the gate of the palace one after another.

Inside the vermilion palace walls, the lights shone brightly like daylight.

"Da da da" in the alley, the sound of horseshoes kept ringing.

Like a trumpet sounded before the flames of war burn.