When he returned, Jia Wei made a special appointment with Jia Yun and asked him to make use of the publicity points formed by combining accommodation and food. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After that, he boarded the car and went straight into the house and entered the Grand View Garden.

Shortly after he entered the park, a thin boy and a man in his early twenties walked out of the corner gate.

These two people are Jia Huan and Zhao Guoji.

Zhao Guoji is Aunt Zhao's younger brother, as a son of the family, his full-time job in the house is to serve as Jia Huan's long-term attendant.

In other words, the uncle is the slave, and the nephew is the master.

This is a common thing in large families, a son and maid of a family make a certain son or master take a fancy to him and become a concubine, and the family becomes a similar situation to Zhao Guoji.

"Third Master, do you really want to do this?" Zhao Guoji followed Jia Wei and asked extremely nervously.

"Nonsense, if you don't want to take me there, I'll go by myself, I don't have him in this mansion, he doesn't have me!" Jia Huan's small eyes narrowed, looking rather cold.

Zhao Guoji raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist, not knowing what to say.

At this time, he regretted very much that he had told Jia Huan yesterday about the Immortal Temple.

Yesterday afternoon, Jia Huan, who had just recovered after being beaten by Jia Zheng, went to the second gate to find him and asked him around the corner where there were hired murderers similar to those who were beaten, and the price was low and they acted in concealment.

His mouth was too fast, and he said the Immortal Temple at once.

The temple of immortals is actually a ruined temple next to a market in Xicheng, there is no incense, and a group of beggars live in it.

The beggars eat and sleep, sleep and eat, and are also called living immortals, they live in this broken temple for a long time, and over time, this broken temple has quietly changed its name, called the fairy temple, and no one remembers the original temple name.

These beggars are not easy to say.

Those who don't know think that they live by begging, and those who know know that these beggars are secretly stealing, robbing, beating, and killing.

Someone hired a murderer, and they followed, and the price was much lower than that of the fighter. It's just that their combat effectiveness is several points inferior to that of the fighting industry.

After hearing about it, Jia Huan, who was bright-eyed, asked him to take him to the Immortal Temple, saying that he wanted to make Jia Wei look good.

He hurriedly persuaded Jia Huan to dispel this idea at that time, but Jia Huan couldn't listen to it at all and insisted on doing it.

In desperation, he had to accompany him out of the house today, and he wanted to persuade him again, but the result was still like this, and he could only stop saying more.

"Hmph, what do you have to worry about? You should be happy! ruined his appearance, he can only live like people and ghosts, and he will never be beautiful, and it is best that he can't stand it and commit suicide, and he will be cleaner! In short, no matter what it is, from now on in the second room, I will stand up, even if my father's slut gives birth to a son, it will not threaten my position. At that time, my mother and you will have a good life. In a few years, I will find you a manager, so what's the difficulty? ”

Noticing Zhao Guoji's extremely worried look, Jia Huan said as if he was dissatisfied and enlightened.

He felt that this uncle was too timid and afraid, and he was not as good as his mother, which made him look down on him a little.

During this time, he has been stabbed by Zhao Heng and beaten every day, and he later saw that Jia Wei and Zhao Heng were very close, and it should be Jia Wei's ghost.

After that, because he failed to file a complaint, he was calculated by Jia Wei and was heavily blamed by Jia Zheng, and he did not recover until yesterday.

These two things are together, which makes him hate Jia Wei even more than before.

Speaking of which, he had long wanted to disfigure Jia Wei, and he remembered that he had done it once before, pushing the oil lamp on Jia Wei's face, but unfortunately he couldn't disfigure it smoothly.

He dared to disfigure Jia Wei at that time, what else would he not dare to do now?

This time, he secretly made up his mind that he would do it.

He turned his head, looked directly at Zhao Guoji, paused and said, "Do you know, with his scenery, I am a dispensable person, my father's slut Xinna, who will give birth to a son in the future, I am afraid that his status is still higher than mine." But if he has no scenery, everything will be different. If it's for my good, you'll have to listen to me. ”

"Good...... I listen to the third master. For a long time, Zhao Guoji squeezed this sentence out of his teeth.

The two of them came to a nearby carriage and horse shop, hired a carriage, and went straight to the temple of the gods.

……

The next morning, Jia Wei boarded the carriage and went out of the house.

On the wheels of several carriages parked not far away, there were three or two men sitting on each side, and after they carefully identified Jia Wei's carriage, they gestured to each other, and these carriages moved slowly, following Jia Wei and his entourage.

Jia Wei went to Jixiangfang's private house as usual today.

There's a lot going on over there, and he's going to have to see for himself. It is not enough to rely on tea and tobacco alone.

Besides, Mr. Lang, he also has to visit from time to time to learn about the preparation of the handouts.

The carriage went from west to south, and then east, when it passed a secluded street in Sanguanfang in Dongcheng, several carriages behind it suddenly accelerated at a gallop, overtook them, and crossed ahead.

Immediately afterwards, several men jumped out of each carriage, with a total of about eleven or two people, holding sticks, short blades and other objects, and with a whistle, they surrounded the convoy of Jia Wei and others.

There were only seven or eight people on Jia Wei's side, and there was nothing to defend himself, so the situation was quite critical.

Li Gui sat on the wheel of Jia Wei's car, he and the coachman were both very nervous, the other party's move, if it was a robbery, it would be fine, but if he was hired by someone and came to commit murder, the second master would be more than lucky.

I can't help them guess like this, it is not uncommon to hire murderers and buy lives in the capital.

It is not impossible for a noble family like Jiafu to make a big move, and it is not impossible to inadvertently offend any force, and the other party hires a murderer to target the noble son in the mansion.

Li Gui and the coachman quickly exchanged glances, and were about to say something to test the tone of these people, when the curtain moved, Jia Wei lifted the curtain and poked out half of his face.

"Haha, it's your son, it should be this person, brothers, scratch his face, if you dare to resist, kill him with a knife!" A man who seemed to be the leader saw Jia Wei and immediately stretched out his hand and said.

Jia Wei said that he was not nervous at the moment, it was fake, especially after hearing this man's words.

He heard that the other party was trying to disfigure him, and if he wanted to resist, the end would be to be killed.

Jia Wei didn't want to be disfigured, and he didn't want to die in the hands of these people in vain.

But this kind of situation, he has lived for two lifetimes, and he has never experienced it, and the only thing he thinks of in a hurry is to lure each other.

He immediately took out a stack of silver tickets from under his sleeve, shook it at the group, and said, "Here are thousands of taels of silver tickets, as long as you are willing to retreat, it will be yours." ”

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