Baochai failed?

Jia Cong was startled at first, but then quickly calmed down, and could only sigh that the manpower was less than a few days. し

In the low-level fantasy plane where there are gods and immortals, the number of days is just a pawn in the hands of the powerful, and Baochai's defeat is equal to what is inevitable, and if you want to change the plot line of the original work, the difficulty is equivalent to overturning the chessboard of the mighty.

Alas, it's better to lie flat and straight, and wait for the wheels of history to roll over, since you can't resist, you have to enjoy it.

But Jia Cong understands the truth, but it is not pleasing to the eye to see what fairies and Taoists, in all fairness, the Internet writers who hit the street are a little bit angry that my life is up to me, and they moved bricks early, where can they persevere and pounce one book after another......

The number of days, what did the great man say, Fight with the sky, the fun is endless!

Jia Cong was pregnant with a ghost fetus, raised her eyebrows slightly, and pretended to be surprised: "Sister Bao's character and talent, and Dai's father-in-law's personal promise, who lost the election shouldn't be Sister Bao......?"

As soon as Xue Pan heard this, he began to cry in an uproar, crying as if he had been drunk last night and was picked up by seven or eight big men, tears and snot were all over his face, and he didn't wipe them, but only howled in his throat: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault...... Whining...... I'm not a thing......"

Jia Cong, who was crying, was in no good mood at all,, what does this mean, go to the door to cry and turn left to go to Dongfu, no matter how bad it is, there is no shortage of toilets in Rongguo Mansion, Xue Panda can rest assured that he will cry boldly in the toilet, why bother to disturb his purity.

Although he was full of dissatisfaction, Jia Cong upheld his upbringing, and still patted Xue Pan's shoulder and persuaded: "Brother Xue, don't cry, as the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears." ”

Who knows, when Xue Pan heard this, he cried louder and louder, his tears came very cheaply, and as if he didn't want money, a big string flowed down, and after a while, even a small piece of the ground was wet.

If it was a beauty crying, Jia Cong might comfort and comfort him, but in the face of a fat man like Xue Pan, Jia Cong couldn't wait to raise his hands and confess his heart, he really didn't know Xue Pan very well.

Seeing that Xue Pan didn't listen to persuasion, Jia Cong's brain couldn't stop aching, as soon as he closed his eyes, he simply took his hand away and didn't care, yes, he couldn't hide if he couldn't be provoked, Jia Cong opened his legs and walked out.

As soon as he saw that Jia Cong was leaving, Xue Pan knelt on the ground with a plop, hugged Jia Cong's thighs, snorted and howled with tears: "Brother Cong, Brother Cong, you can't see death without help." ”

it, you are the villain who can't be saved when he sees death, and your whole family is a villain who sees death.

As a traverser who neither wants money nor kills, and has a noble character, Jia Cong wants to kick Xue Pan out of the door with one kick and completely draw a line.

He has passed the second phase of secondary school early, even if the big guy Hongxing asks him to be the talker, he will only call the public security and ask the big guys to eat bullets, not to mention Xue Pan, a criminal suspect who has nothing to do with cool.

has too much contact with it, and others are still used to Jia Cong being obscene, who is going to reason with this.

But if you really want to beat Xue Pan out of the door without any emotion, it is not without troubles, now in this world, the father wants the son to die and the son has to die, and the relatives and elders are naturally respectful, unless Jia Cong is a first-class figure of the sword immortal who kills his wife and preaches the Tao, he still has to act in the rules of reality.

Therefore, Jia Cong could only hold back his impatience and said angrily: "Brother Xue, I don't understand what you say." I'm not a living immortal, I just want to learn from the Bodhisattva, save the world with compassion and kindness, and I want to save it. ”

Xue Pan hurriedly stroked his nose with his sleeve, and his small eyes, which were squeezed into a slit by the fat, instantly bloomed with excitement, and said again and again: "Brother Cong, you are my own brother, people outside say that you are a genius once in a thousand years, not to mention the immortal Bodhisattva, even Wenqu Xing is not comparable to ......."

Jia Cong, who was slapped with a lame sycophant, couldn't cry or laugh, a genius who came out once in a thousand years?

The person who said this must be a small people of the island country who crossed the sea from Fusang, and the names that come out once in a thousand years and once in a thousand years are issued casually, and they are not worth anything at all.

Like the Celestial Empire, the kingdom is much more modest, I am a beautiful China, what is not too much, there are many people, even if the genius of the world is only a momentary masterpiece, once in a thousand years, once in a hundred years only natural disasters, really respond to the sentence how difficult it is to prosper the country.

Xu saw that Jia Cong's expression was much gentler, and Xue Pan immediately pleaded while the iron was hot: "Brother Cong, you can help." If it's just for the sake of losing the election, I don't dare to beg you with shame...... My sister's life was miserable, and she didn't say anything about her defeat, but she also asked someone to spread the word of her father and brother...... It's all my ......."

What? Baochai's father and brother? The person who was crying in front of him was a ghost.

A cold air rushed up Jia Cong's thighs, don't be kidding, he has neither the surname Ning nor the surname Xu, let alone Yan Chixia and the great monk Fahai.

I don't know if reciting the 24-character mantra as the successor of the ** also has an effect?

Jia Cong looked at Xue Pan who made a strange whimpering sound with a subtle look, and couldn't help shaking his legs, and pulled back, revealing a shocked expression: "Brother Xue, I'm timid, and I can't stand being scared." Sister Mo Feibao still has a brother who died young?"

Xue Pandeng stopped crying, and was also stunned, stunned for a few seconds, before he hurriedly explained: "Brother Cong, listen to me, it's not like this, it's all to blame for the dead Jia Yu Village......"

It turned out that Xue Pan scrambled for Xiangling, killed Feng Yuan, and caused a life lawsuit. Relying on the power of the four major families, the bitter lord sued for a year, but no Qingtian lord dared to call the shots.

Xue Pan didn't take it seriously, and the person was either killed by his own hands, or the official sent him to the door, and it was just a few thousand taels of silver.

Who knew that as soon as Jia Yucun took office, in order to tie up with Wang Ziteng, he bent the law for personal gain, saying that Xue Pan was pursued by unjust souls, died of a violent illness, and ended the case indiscriminately.

The lawsuit is over, but Xue Pan has become a dead man in the official face, and it is inconsequential on weekdays, but as soon as Baochai is selected, he is a ready-made handle.

To put it bluntly, there are only so many places for this small election, and one less is one, although the palace is as deep as the sea, but once it flies on the branches, the sisters and brothers are all listed in the soil, and the glory is born, and there are a few people who can resist such a temptation. Even if they don't want to fight, the patriarchy of the family behind them will force them to fight and rob.

"I deserve to die, but my sister can't enter the palace, and she has a bad reputation. My second aunt also told my mother before, my sister is so talented and virtuous, who doesn't value it, my uncle has already paid attention to a few children, although they are not the unicorns in the sky, they are also the world's talents, but my sister wants to enter the palace, and it is not easy to mention it for a while. At this time, my mother went to the door again, but the second aunt said that she helped ask several families, and those wives and grandmothers all said that their own virtues were thin and shallow, and the mud and sand were difficult to match with pearls and jade...... My sister, good life is ......"

Jia Cong can only sigh, those wives and grandmothers are the most worshipping Buddhas and believers, and there are many superstitious taboos, no matter how good Baochai's morality is, it can't be worth a sentence of punishment.

It is a matter of human life, and who would rather believe what it has than believe what it does not.

is that there are those who cling to Wang Ziteng, do not believe in numerology, and seek to flatter the family, but there is this rumor, but if there is a disagreement in the family, how can there be no doubt about Baochai's head.

No matter how capable Wang Ziteng is, he can't control other people's homes.

No wonder the Xue family will hold on to Baoyu in the future, Baochai has this incident, it is really not easy to find someone stronger than Jia Baoyu.

Jia Cong sighed, she couldn't see that Mrs. Wang was quite sisterly and could always adhere to the golden and jade relationship.

Jia Cong is the one who wrote about the divorce stream, hearing this, there is inevitably a subtle hatred in his heart, with a bit of vicissitudes that do not fit his age, Jia Cong sneered: "This is also human nature, but it is too snobbish." Big Brother Xue, according to your meaning......"

Xue Pan couldn't help but hug Jia Cong's thigh when he heard this, and cried: "Brother Cong, you have always had great skills, you just think of a way to let my sister choose another ......"

Poof, Jia Cong's heart blood almost spurted out, and decades of Taoism were almost ruined, choose again, Xue Pan is choosing a supergirl or a superman in this small election, and there will be a resurrection match if he loses.

Jia Cong twisted his face and jerked his legs desperately, as if the ground was electrified: "Brother Xue, you're kidding, I want to have this ability, I specially let you go and beg Grandpa Dai." Sincerely, why don't you go and beg Grandpa Dai again?"

Xue Pan's face was flushed, and he looked like he was crying and fell to the ground, and said while crying: "I prepared a generous gift to beg Father-in-law Dai, and Father-in-law Dai returned all the gifts, saying that the nobles in the palace are the most taboo...... I knew it wasn't possible, but I ...... I can't ......."

Understood, Xue Pan is desperate, Jia Cong can't look up to the sky and howl once, what's the matter.

So, Jia Cong said extremely sincerely to Xue Pan: "Brother Xue, we are not outsiders, what about me, I will tell you honestly, I never believe in numerology, I only believe in one thing, people will win the sky." Sister Bao, in my opinion, has nothing to do with numerology, it's just that the world is cold. Our eldest brother Zhu also went early, but who dares to say that Brother Ke, sister Yuanchun...... It's just that Brother Xue can't contribute to the country or worry about the king, so he dares to spread rumors like this. ”

Jia Cong's flickering skills are fully opened, revealing a few little white teeth, in terms of brainwashing, he has thousands of years of advanced experience, as long as he is given enough time, he can wash Xue Pan into a single cell: "As the saying goes, wealth can be used by gods, and potential can serve ghosts." Although it is said that marriage is the way to deal with wealth, but the official positions of the court can be bought and sold, and if the family business is tens of millions of taels of silver, the princess will not be able to descend, and it is not difficult to become a county lord...... Don't bully young people into poverty. ”

Xue Pan's eyes were stunned by Jia Cong's washing, and his mind was full of the beautiful scenes painted by Jia Cong, his highest ideal was just to use his sister's nepotism to be a child of anointed rice who was waiting for death, and to keep the family business undefeated, which was a complete life.

Suddenly, someone told him that he could temporarily set a small goal of 10 million or two properties, and he might be able to marry a princess or something in the future.

When Jia Cong said the five-character mantra of not bullying the poor youth, Xue Pan had already stood up, pounced, and knelt down for Jia Cong again: "Brother Cong, you are my brother, my brother-in-law......"

Jia Cong smiled, and his smile was very light: "Oh, I heard that doing good deeds can change your life." ”

As a traverser, if you don't change your life against the sky, how can you be called a traverser?

The author has something to say :ps: I'm already desperate and can't write it according to the outline. opened a new book, and only wrote a few hundred words at the beginning and got mad, it's just !! 166 reading network