Everyone didn't notice the strangeness of Jia Yu's eyes, and they were still trying their best to slap the horse's whiskers.

Jia Yu was blown into the sky by everyone, and he couldn't find the steps to go down.

What else can I do? I had to acquiesce.

As long as you laugh and don't say anything, it's not a lie.

Jia Chen saw that everyone was buzzing around Jia Yu like flies biting rotten eggs, and he only felt funny.

He doesn't care about Jia Yu grabbing merit with him at all, he will take the imperial examination in the future, be the slaughter of the official, and worship the prime minister, where is the accounting more trivial than this?

Suddenly, a little guy ran over and said to Jia Yu:

"Sir, Uncle Zhen and Uncle Rong's pick-up team is back, and the old lady asked you to go to the front yard quickly."

Jia Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, Jia Zhen and Jia Rong had already brought Qin Keqing back, and they came at the right time, just in front of so many people, to expose Jia Zhen's old face.

Jia Yu arched his hand towards everyone and said with a smile:

"Honored guests, please come with me to the front yard for the faint prayer."

Everyone looked at him as the head of the horse, followed behind him, and walked to the front yard.

Jia Chen dragged the masked man with a rope and followed him not far away.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Jia Yu, and no one noticed that there was a little doll behind him, dragging a masked man like a slender man's tugboat.

The masked man's belly rubbed against the ground, grinding his skin and flesh, and the fire burned and hurt, but he bit his lip and did not dare to say anything.

Boy! The group in front of them carried kitchen knives, some carried flat poles, and some carried three-foot-long rolling pins, and one of them held a garlic mortar made of stone.

The weapons in his hand are strange and varied.

If you call on yourself, with these inferior weapons, you can't kill yourself at all, you can only be beaten to death with sticks and slashed to death.

The masked man didn't want to live to suffer, and now he just wanted someone to let him go, or give him a good time.

After less than half a cup of tea, everyone went out of the Huifang Garden and came to the front yard.

At this time, in the courtyard in front of the five main halls and three hugging buildings, the gongs and drums were noisy and jubilant.

The sound of suona resounded through the sky, and the sound of cymbals shook the four fields.

When Jia Zhen saw Jia Yu, she hurriedly greeted her and saluted.

Jia Rong in the back also greeted Jia Yu.

Next to Jia Rong, stood a bride wearing a red hijab and a phoenix crown.

Jia Chen's eyes lit up, this bride should be Qin Keqing.

Although I can't see her face, just looking at her graceful figure, it is already pleasing to the eye, and my heart is shaking.

Jia Chen stood at the back of the crowd, and Jia Zhen didn't see him for the time being.

At this time, Jia Mu and the masters of the Rong Mansion also came.

When the guests saw this first-class old man, they saluted and greeted him.

Mother Jia is currently the oldest old man in the second mansion of Ning Rong, and most of the guests are here to appease the Jia family, so they naturally have to respect Mother Jia and please her in every way.

Jia Mu smiled kindly and greeted everyone, and then with the support of the big maid mandarin duck and Wang Xifeng, she walked to the central seat in the hall and sat down.

Jia Zhen and Jia Rong also smiled and beckoned everyone to sit down.

Lin Daiyu sat on the right hand side of Jia's mother, and the three sisters Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun and Jia Xichun sat on the left hand side of Jia's mother in turn.

Jia Baoyu twisted her strands like candy and lay in Jia's mother's arms to be coquettish, but a pair of eyes slipped towards Lin Daiyu.

Feeling Jia Baoyu's unscrupulous gaze, Lin Daiyu was disgusted, and subconsciously moved to the side, wanting to stay away from this living dragon who had no day and no day.

Jia Yu, Jia Zheng and Jia Lian and other male protagonists sat on the top.

Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, Wang Xifeng, and Li Kun and other female dependents sat at the bottom.

After all the guests were seated, Jia Zhen finally saw Jia Chen.

Jia Zhen's pupils shrank, thinking that she had seen a ghost.

Why is Jia Chen not dead?

Could it be that the Assassins hadn't done it yet?

When Jia Zhen's gaze fell on the masked man who Jia Chen was dragging on the ground, his heart was shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning.

How is this possible?

Jia Chen actually caught one of the assassins!

What about the remaining seven Assassins?

In an instant, Jia Zhen had a very bad premonition in her heart.

It can't be that they have all been killed by Jia Chen, right?

He's just a nine-year-old doll, how is that possible?

When Jia Zhen saw that the long sword in Jia Chen's hand was stained with scarlet blood, she was horrified.

This kid actually killed someone just now!

He's only nine years old, how can he have such a strong martial arts?

Seeing that Jia Zhen was shocked and frightened, stunned in place, Jia Chen said coldly:

"Jia Zhen, you hired eight assassins to kill me, hired murderers, what crime should you be guilty of?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

The dignified Jia family patriarch actually hired a murderer, this is really appalling!

Feeling the skeptical and inquiring eyes of the guests, the corners of Jia Zhen's lips twitched, and she flatly denied it:

"Huangkou child, a bunch of nonsense! I am the patriarch of the Jia family, how could I do such a destructive thing? ”

Jia Chen sneered:

"You know in your own heart whether you have lost your conscience, but I am at least sure that you have lost your heart."

As he spoke, he rested his sword on the masked man's side neck and said sharply:

"Say! Who told you to kill me? ”

The masked man trembled with fright, and stumbled: "Yes, it's Jia Zhen." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar around.

Although Mother Jia is the oldest old man in the Jia family, she is only the head of the Rong Mansion, and it is not good to meddle in the affairs of the Ning Mansion at will, so she can only watch coldly first.

Lin Daiyu's heart had already risen to her throat, she didn't expect that Jia Zhen would want to kill Brother Chen.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, Lin Daiyu's feelings for Jia Chen have become deeper and deeper, and she doesn't want Jia Chen to be hurt in any way.

Tightening the Jinpa in his hand, Lin Daiyu stared at Jia Chen tightly with a pair of affectionate eyes, for fear that he would have any mistakes.

Jia Chen stared at Jia Zhen's eyes and said word for word:

"Jia Zhen, the witness is here, do you dare to deny it?"

A flash of panic flashed in Jia Zhen's eyes, he took a deep breath, and snorted coldly:

"I don't know this person at all, how can I instruct him to commit murder? Jia Chen, these are all his words, don't mistake the traitor and hurt the harmony between our brothers. ”

Jia Chen said coldly:

"It seems that you are a dead duck with a hard mouth, so I'll tell you why you want to kill me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on Jia Chen, waiting for him to say the motive for killing.

Jia Chen looked around at everyone and smiled unhurriedly:

"A while ago, I wrote a book called "Disciple Rules", and agreed with Ning Rong Erfu on the profit sharing after the sale of the engraving, I will divide forty percent, Ning Rong Erfu will each share three percent, Jia Zhen is jealous of my share, so he wants to hire a murderer to kill me and embezzle my forty percent."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

The guests exchanged heads and discussions, pointing at Jia Zhen, and the eyes that looked at him flashed with mixed emotions such as mockery, disdain, and jealousy.

Jia Zhen's face became more and more ugly, and she said angrily:

"The little doll who has not grown all the hair dares to slander my innocence! Come on, blast him out for me! ”