Before Shi Xiang entered the private room, he thought about many ways how Jia Yidao would treat Qiao Yu, and he also made all kinds of assumptions in his heart. But even if he wanted to break his head, he definitely didn't expect that Jia Yidao would treat Qiao Yu in such a way.

It's not that Shi Xiang thinks that such a way is bad, on the contrary, he beat Qiao Yu violently, which is exactly what Shi Xiang has been thinking about for a long time but has never done. It's all because since the Qionglin Banquet, Jia seems to have come out of all kinds of things, whether it is his heart or the way he is an official, and he is completely at all compatible with the person in front of him who grabbed Qiao Yu and beat him violently, then got up and said with a smile, "It feels really cool, do you want to try it".

In Shi Xiang's subconscious, Jia Yidao is more often at the same level as his father Shi Songzhi in the way he acts and treats people. This is obviously a brawl between the gentlemen, and he should not be on his side at all.

Just imagine, if Shi Songzhi grabbed a person on the street and beat him violently, what kind of scene would it be? So much so that Shi Xiang still feels that he is still in a dream.

Of course, in this private room, Shi Xiang is definitely not the only one who has such an idea. Looking at the appearance of Huang Jiaoniang and Xiangyun covering their mouths and staring at the apricot eyes, they are actually even more surprised than Shi Xiang. Of course, the same is true of the four Changtu people who become clay figures after entering the private room.

Seeing that Shi Xiang was stunned, he could only shake his head stupidly, Jia Rudao pulled a chair with his hand, and sat in front of Qiao Yu who was huddled in the corner of the private room. This action frightened Qiao Yu again, hurriedly hugged his head and face, and said with a crying voice: "I really don't dare......"

"Shut up!"

Jia Rudao was so angry and funny when he saw Qiao Yu, and scolded in a low voice. After beating Qiao Yu violently, Jia Rudao felt that the depression he had accumulated in his heart these days suddenly dissipated a lot.

At his current position, he has too much freedom but also loses too much freedom. Even if you want to grab a person and beat him up, you have to think about everything and think about everything, today Qiao Yu happened to fall into his hands, becoming a victim of his punching bag and some deeper intentions, I have to say that Qiao Yu didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, but in the same way, it was also Qiao Yu's luck.

"Bring it!"

After straightening his clothes and calming down his slight breathing, Jia Rudao stretched out his hand in front of Qiao Yu and said lightly.

“…… Take...... Miscellaneous...... What ......"

Qiao Yu shrank and showed half of his head, and said timidly. The nose and face were blue and swollen on the head and face, and there were even some residues of wine and food, which made Qiao Yu look extremely miserable at this moment.

Jia Rudao raised his eyebrows, and was about to fight, but his hand had not yet fallen, and Qiao Yu, who had just exposed half of his head here, couldn't help but howl miserably, and quickly retracted his head, waiting for the next round of storms to come.

Shi Xiang, Huang Jiaoniang, Chang Tu, Xiangyun and others next to them never thought that Qiao Gongzi, who is infinitely beautiful on weekdays, would have such a pitiful and cute side, but he wanted to laugh but he didn't laugh at it, so he had to hold back bitterly, with a strange expression.

After half a ring, the expected beating still did not fall, Qiao Yu cautiously looked out from the gap between his arms, but found that Jia Yidao's hand was still in front of him.

"If you haven't been hit in the head, I don't mind letting you sober up again. You know, what I want, don't have other thoughts, you can't destroy it, and you can't hide it now! Bring! ”

Jia Yidao naturally knew that Qiao Yu was pretending, and he could see the deep hidden resentment in Qiao Yu's eyes full of fear. He didn't care, though. That's exactly what he wanted.

Qiao Yu's eyes showed a little struggle, dodged and looked at Jia Nidao for a while, took out something from his sleeve, unwillingly and carefully put it into Jia Nidao's flat hand, and quickly retracted it to protect his head and face.

He hated Jia Nidao very much, hated Jia Nidao for making him lose face in front of so many people, and hated Jia Nidao even more so that he couldn't raise his head in Lin'an City from now on, but he was indeed scared by Jia Nidao.

A hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, or is it not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years? ! These two sentences have been lingering in Qiao Yu's mind.

"Ahh

Seeing what Qiao Yu put in Jia Yidao's palm, Huang Jiaoniang couldn't help but let out a low exclamation.

The slightly yellowed thin paper is exactly what Qiao Yu said before that belonged to Huang Jiaoniang from the workshop, but didn't Qiao Yu say that it was fake before? Why did he ask him for this thing?

Taking the yellowed piece of paper, Jia Rudao looked down for a while, silent.

This is indeed the identity of Huang Jiaoniang! Although he had long been sure that Qiao Yu had lied before, but now that he was really in his hands, Jia Yidao was still a little surprised. Qiao Yu was able to take out Huang Jiaoniang, who is very famous in Lin'an City, from the teaching workshop, is there a deeper entanglement behind this?

You must know that the workshop belongs to the Ministry of Rites, and today's Liang Yuxian, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, is the son of Liang Dacheng, one of the three major generals under Shi Miyuan. At the court meeting not long ago, if it weren't for Zhao Yu's doubts and the obstruction of the clan and the school of science, Liang Yuxian would have been a doctor of the imperial history by now.

If Qiao Yu wanted to take out the identity deed of a red-card woman like Huang Jiaoniang from the workshop, if Liang Yuxian, who was a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, didn't know, it was basically completely impossible.

But the current situation is that Qiao Yu really got the identity of Huang Jiaoniang from the teaching workshop. The meaning revealed in this is very intriguing.

Here, Jia Yidao looked at the deed and was speechless, but over there, Huang Jiaoniang's heart almost reached her throat, and she was about to jump out. By now, if she can't see that there is a problem with the deed that is said to be a fake, then she will not be able to sit on the top position of this Hele Building.

The thin yellowed piece of paper was something she had been trying to get back day and night, and now it was only a few steps away from her, and it was still in the hands of some of her admirers, so she couldn't help but be nervous.

A thin piece of paper about her past, present, and future......

Jia Rudao didn't look back, and he could feel the chaotic thoughts of Huang Jiaoniang after he was born. He knew exactly what this thin piece of paper meant to the woman behind him.

Qiao Yu also stared at Jia Nidao with a nervous expression, he knew very well that such a thing fell into Jia Nidao's hands, as long as Jia Nidao was willing, then it would be a weapon that was not lethal enough but threatening enough for some people in the Ministry of Rites and even for his father......

If he could, Qiao Yu would not be willing to hand over this thing to Jia Yidao no matter what, but he had no way not to hand it over! Looking at the four door gods standing at the door, he knew very well that the identity he relied on had no meaning to Jia Nidao today. As long as Jia Rudao opened his mouth, the four inner hall guards from the emperor's side didn't care who he was or what his identity was.

Jia Rudao sighed lightly in his palm, raised his hand and shook it gently, the yellowed paper that gathered the eyes of everyone in the private room, fluttered into the burning red charcoal basin under the wooden case, a small orange flame accompanied by wisps of green smoke rose, and in the blink of an eye, the paper had turned into slightly black ashes, and the cold wind blew, turned into ashes, and completely disappeared.

There was a dead silence in the private room!