Jia Chen was slightly stunned, looking at the strange costumes of these six assassins, at first glance he thought they were the Yellow Turban Army in the late Han Dynasty.

Without having time to think about it, the two Yellow Turban Assassins had already brandished their goose feather knives and slashed at them.

Two other Yellow Turban assassins entangled Lin Daiyu.

The remaining two Yellow Turban Assassins took the opportunity to rush towards Jia Mu.

Seeing this, Jia Chen's heart trembled slightly, and he suddenly realized that the real assassination target of these assassins was actually Jia Mu!

What do they want to do?

Why did you kill a lady of the first grade?

Jia Mu has no rank, but no real power, what is their motive for killing Jia Mu?

Without time to think about it, Jia Chen swept out with all his might, forcing the two Yellow Turban assassins who rushed towards him back, and then leaped into the air, twisting his body and whirling a front somersault, flying over the heads of the two men.

The landing point happened to be next to Jia Mu, and as soon as his feet landed, Jia Chen twisted his waist and waved his arms, slashing out obliquely.

"Whew!"

With the cracking sound of a blade cutting through flesh, one of the Yellow Turban assassins was split in half by a slanted shoulder pull!

The blood fountain gushed out, and the blood mist filled the air.

Before the other Yellow Turban Assassin could recover from his horror, Jia Chen swept the other man in two with a sweep.

This thunderbolt stunned all the Assassins.

The remaining Assassins were horrified and discouraged, and fled in a hurry.

In order to protect Jia Mu and others, Jia Chen did not take the opportunity to chase and kill.

Dozens of corpses lay on the ground, and none of the fallen Assassins survived.

Lin Daiyu put the knife into the sheath, walked up to Jia Chen, and asked:

"Brother Chen, who are they? Why did you come to assassinate us? ”

Jia Chen unveiled the mask of a Yellow Turban assassin's corpse, squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Judging from their appearance, it is likely to be Jurchen, and I guess it may be an assassin sent by Emperor Taiji of the Northeast Jin Tiancong Khan."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of gasps around him.

Jia Zheng muttered astringently:

"Our Jia family is no longer in charge of the army now, why did Dajin Tiancong Khan send someone to assassinate us?"

Jia Chen's words were amazing:

"In fact, their real target should be the old lady alone."

Everyone was taken aback, and they all looked at Jia Chen with inquiring and suspicious eyes.

Jia Chen analyzed:

"Just now, two Yellow Turban Assassins were responsible for dragging me, the other two were responsible for pestering Sister Lin, and the remaining two Yellow Turban Assassins rushed straight towards the old lady.

This shows that the primary target they want to assassinate is the old lady! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

Jia Yu exclaimed:

"It's weird! Why did they assassinate the old lady? ”

He asked the question that was on everyone's mind.

Everyone looked at Jia Chen in unison, as if he was the backbone of the Jia family.

Jia Chen said:

"I don't know what Huang Taiji's motive for assassinating the old lady was, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, I need to return to Jiafu immediately, and send someone to report to the Shuntian Mansion and the Jingying Jiedu Envoy Yamen.

Ask them to send people to strengthen the patrol around Ning Rong's Second Mansion, investigate the identity of these assassins, and arrest the fish that slipped through the net, so as to prevent the other party from assassinating again. ”

Wang Ziteng, the current envoy of the Jingying Festival, is the elder brother of Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue, and Wang Xifeng's uncle is a relative of the Jia family, so he will naturally respond to his requests.

Jia Zheng said in a deep voice:

"What Chen'er said is very true, I will send someone to do it. This place is dangerous, let's go home quickly. ”

Xue Baochai saw that Jia Zheng was obedient to Jia Chen's words, and his admiration and admiration for Jia Chen deepened a little.

Lin Daiyu's good impression of Jia Chen also deepened again.

Last night, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and kept thinking about why Jia Chen accidentally spit into her mouth, but she was not annoyed, but a little shy.

Girl's feelings are always poetry, Lin Daiyu is not familiar with the affairs of men and women, and now she only has a vague love for Jia Chen, and her feelings for Jia Chen have reached the level of "above friends, but not yet lovers".

When everyone returned to Rongguo Mansion, Jia's mother immediately ordered a banquet to thank Jia Chen and Lin Daiyu for saving their lives.

Today, he was able to escape death, almost all of which relied on the escort of Jia Chen and Lin Daiyu.

Especially Jia Chen, with the strength of one person, blocked the attacks of most of the assassins, and also used thunder means to scare off a group of assassins, which should be the first credit!

Jia's mother invited Jia Chen to sit in the seat of the guest of honor, and personally poured wine and tea for Jia Chen.

The masters and servants of the Jia family were envious, and even Jia Baoyu did not have such a good treatment.

Jia Yu, Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Jia Baoyu and other masters of the Jia family took turns to toast Jia Chen, thanking him for turning the tide and saving the Jia family together with Lin Daiyu.

If there is no Jia Chen and Lin Daiyu, I am afraid that the Jia family will be wiped out today.

Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, You Shi, Lou Shi, Wang Xifeng, Qin Keqing and other daughters-in-law of the Jia family also lined up to toast Jia Chen.

Jia Zheng was worried that Jia Chen would hurt himself by greedy cups, so he thoughtfully took away the wine glass in his hand, and poured him a cup of tea with his own hands, and asked him to replace the wine with tea, and just pay tribute to everyone.

Seeing this situation, Jia Tanchun's lychee eyes flashed, and his heart was agitated.

This is the iron-blooded man, the young hero!

Among the descendants of the Jia family, none of them can compare to Jia Chen.

It seems that in the future, if the Jia family wants to glorify their ancestors and revitalize the lintel, they can only rely on Jia Chen.

Xue Pan pretended to be sick today, and didn't go to Qingxuan, but in fact, he couldn't help himself, and went to the Red Sleeve Building to play with the flower girl.

Although he did not witness Jia Chen's slaughter, he learned from the conversation of everyone how dangerous the situation was at that time.

Xue Pan's awe of Jia Chen deepened again, and he secretly decided to think of a good friend with Jia Chen, and in the future, he could find an opportunity to invite Jia Chen to go to the Red Sleeve Building to play with Hua Niang, first become a like-minded friend of Guan Bao, a friend of wine and meat, and then put his heart into his heart and marry Jin Lan.

Jia Chen replaced wine with tea and would not get drunk, but Shi Xiangyun on the table next to him was drunk and dizzy.

Her parents died when she was a child, although she looked big and heartless on the surface, but in fact, she was lonely in her heart, and she didn't have many playmates of the same age in the family of her uncle Shi Ding, who lived in the hermitage.

In the Rongguo Mansion, there are many handkerchiefs of the same age, such as Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai, Shi Xiangyun is naturally in a good mood, and on a whim, he drank a few more glasses.

Gradually, the smell of wine was surging, and Shi Xiangyun was upset, so he didn't say goodbye, staggered out of the hall alone, and went out to breathe.

When the wine and food are full, everyone disperses happily.

Jia Chen drank too much tea, went to the thatched house to pee, and prepared to go back to the bedroom next to Rongqing Hall, called Shangqingwen and Xiangling, and went back to his house together.

If you want to go back to Rongqing Hall, you need to bypass a large peony bush, and Jia Chen stepped straight into the peony bush in order to take a shortcut, wanting to go directly through this sea of flowers.

A cluster of purple and red peony flowers are steaming and blue, stretching into a sea, swaying with the wind, undulating and undulating.

When he walked into the depths of the sea of flowers, Jia Chen suddenly felt something tripped over his thigh.

The soles of his feet stumbled, Jia Chen failed to stabilize his body and fell forward.

The underside is soft, and the lips are soft to the touch.

Jia Chen looked at it and saw that he had fallen on the body of a little girl.

It turned out that in the sea of flowers, there was a stone bench hidden, and a girl in her early teens lay on it.

She had a packet of peony flowers on her head, surrounded by flowers, and the breeze whipped up peony petals and flew onto her body, and a swarm of bees and butterflies danced around her clamoringly.

Jia Chen suddenly remembered a poem:

"Beiyuan Luo skirt, dusty splendid shoes.

Drunk sleeping under the fragrant tree, half buried by falling flowers. ”

Leaned over and took a closer look, it turned out that this fat and beautiful woman who slept delicately was Shi Xiangyun.