"I've seen my ancestors, I've seen my grandfather."

"I've seen Master Pardon, Master Zheng, and Master Lin."

Jia Rong has nothing to worry about.

He is not the one who did the wrong thing.

Staggered up from the ground.

Shakily bowed.

shouted like this, but did not see the disgust in Jia Jing's eyes.

Jia Zhen knelt on the ground, but when she saw it, her heart couldn't help but feel cold, but she couldn't think of how this matter leaked out, and saw that Jia Jing didn't speak, but only regarded this matter as a rumor that the people in the house couldn't control their mouths, and the rumors that came out accidentally drifted to his father Jia Jing's ears, so he pretended to be like a nobody: "Shouldn't my father cultivate in Xuanzhen Temple, how can he appear here?" ”

Jia Jing did not draw his sword immediately.

just lifted his eyelids and was careless: "Ning Guogong is such a big shelf, what's the matter, what does my father have to report to you?" ”

"Don't dare."

Jia Zhen was already scared out of a cold sweat.

Hurriedly bowed his head and was humble.

It's just that Jia Jing didn't let go of Jia Zhen's thoughts, the clan is big, the individual is light, this is the mainstream concept of the society in the current era, and it is the education he has received since he was a child, his face is like a flat lake, but the fire in his heart is burning more and more: "Do you confess yourself, or am I looking for someone to confront you?" ”

"Confess what?"

"Confronting what?"

Jia Zhen looked dazed, as if she really didn't know: "Why is my father's words today...... Unclear? ”

"That is, if you don't see the coffin, you won't cry."

Jia Jing didn't explain to Jia Zhen.

He took out his short sword.

Admiring Jia Zhen's face that changed all of a sudden.

The tone was calm, full of murderous intent: "For the sake of me and I am also a father and son, I will give you this opportunity, let you judge yourself, and bury this ugly thing, if you have to find someone to confront you, then it is not for the father to cover it up for you, we are ministers, we want to give an explanation to the royal family, she is not the person you can finger, let alone the person I can finger, all of this, what else do you not understand?" ”

Jia Zhen looked up in amazement.

It seems to understand something.

It also seems that I can't believe it.

The expression changed from stunned to incomprehensible, from incomprehensible to miserable laughter, from miserable laughter to collapse, and finally the heart was like ashes, and only after a long time did he say: "My son is willing to follow your father to the Xuanzhen Temple to cultivate, I don't know if it is possible?" ”

For the sake of this royal majesty.

How much blood was shed in Ning Rong's Second Mansion?

How many grievances have you suffered?

The first generation of Ning Rong's second duke "died violently" and died.

Jia pardon Jia Jing has no real power and is idle at home.

What is it to kill him and Jia Zhen?

But he didn't want to die!

He really doesn't know!

Isn't there a saying that "those who don't know are not guilty"?

I am willing to go with you to the Tao.

Do things right under your nose.

Don't dare and can't finger that Qin Keqing.

Can't you give me a way to live?

Jia Yu sneered inappropriately and tasted the tea intently, Lin Ruhai also shook his head slightly, not optimistic about Jia Zhen's idea.

The Later Han Dynasty inherited the legacy of the former Ming Dynasty.

Yu Qianming's "call for the Son of Heaven" incident raised troops.

Later, the rivers and mountains were recovered and Hanwei was revitalized.

Therefore, part of the structure of the former Ming Dynasty was retained, although the right of Jinyiwei to supervise hundreds of officials was abolished and turned into a foreign military intelligence organization, but the right to supervise hundreds of officials fell into the hands of Long Wei.

Ning Rong's two mansions are in the same breath.

He has a wide range of contacts in the military.

It is the target of Longwei's key defense.

Even the subordinates in Ning Guo's Mansion knew about it, and it was difficult to spread some rumors and the like, expecting Long Wei not to know.

Do something wrong and want to run away?

Sense, are you admitting your mistakes to the royal family in this way?

It's stupid!

The two ancestors of Ning Rong, who did nothing wrong, are dead, and the royal family only gives a few compensations, how can you, a brute who has done wrong in law and reason, how can you live?

Jia Jing also knows the details of this.

Sighed and said nothing.

Just pull out the short sword in your hand.

I expressed my meaning with my actions.

It made Jia Zhen even more crazy.

In the face of death, everyone will be afraid.

People with backbone will say that their heads are no more than a big scar, and after eighteen years, they are a good man, but people with no backbone are in a variety of ways, some kneel and beg for mercy, some support their sons and wives, and some scold.

Jia Zhen was the one who scolded.

It's just that before he could scold, as if he had seen some ghost, his eyes were straight, and he crawled back as if he was crazy, and he roared indiscriminately: "Don't you come here!! ”

Jia Jing sneered.

Just regard this as Jia Zhen's pretending to be crazy and stupid.

However, in Jia Zhen's eyes, he saw an ordinary fruit knife stabbing at him, and everyone else turned a blind eye to this scene.

Hurriedly got up, as if to run.

"Stop him!"

Jia Jing sneered.

At the door, the old housekeeper of the Lin Mansion walked out with a few Lin family servants holding sticks.

It's just that they haven't waited for them to do it yet.

Jia Zhen is like a pig tied to a cutting board.

One stumbled and rolled to the ground.

His hands covered his lower body, and a roar that did not resemble a human scream came out of his mouth.

In just a moment, he is dying.

There is no longer the power to resist.

This scene of the rabbit rising and falling not only made the old housekeeper and others look stupid, but even Jia Rong, Jia Zheng, Jia Yu, Jia Jing, Jia Mu and Lin Ruhai were also stupid, and after two breaths, Jia Jing ordered: "Bring him over!" ”

The old butler picked two little guys.

Let them put down their sticks and walk over with their bare hands.

Just in case Jia Zhen cheats or something.

It's just that until Jia Zhen was dragged up, Jia Zhen also lowered his head, and the frightened two little guys hurriedly touched his mouth and nose, so they were relieved.

Jia Jing knew at a glance that Jia Zhen was still angry.

I didn't feel sorry for this son who made a big mistake.

With a short sword in hand, he walked over.

Grabbed Jia Zhen's loose hair.

Pull it up, and my heart trembles.

Jia Mu, Jia Yu, and Lin Ruhai also just saw Jia Zhen's face clearly, and their shoulders shook - mouth, nose, eyes and ears, bleeding from the seven orifices!

"Ghost ......"

It seems to have a nervous breakdown.

It also seems that he knows that he can't live anymore.

Jia Zhen raised his head violently, grinned, blood stains were all over the gaps between his teeth, his back was hunched, his eyes were full of madness, the corners of his eyes were cracked, and at a glance, it was three points uglier than the evil ghost in hell:

"Hell!"

"There's a ghost!"

"He tore my soul apart!"

"Took my baby!"

"You, you, are all targeted by him!"

"I curse you not to die well!"

Jia Jing's hand holding the short sword trembled.

But he still wiped Jia Zhen's neck with a knife with his own hand.

He could have drugged Jia Zhen.

Pour some arsenic, crane top red or something.

But he understands better that what the royal family wants is attitude.

This knife, he, the father, must wield.

I'm afraid Jia Zhen couldn't imagine that everything he saw before he died, and cursed with vicious language, was only regarded by Jia Jing as a greedy and afraid of the dead when he greeted death.

If Jia pardon is here, he may be a little afraid.

But who is Jia Jing?

The Taoist priest of Xuanzhen Temple!

Are there any ghosts or gods in this world?

Not even the gods!

"It's just a trick to win."

"Or some witchcraft."

"If you do too much injustice, you will be killed."

"Death deserved."

Jia Jing sneered and put his sword into the sheath.

glanced at Jia Rong with a happy face.

With a wave of his hand, he drew up the date of Jia Rong's death: "Jia Zhen and Jia Rong, they drank too much, Jia Zhen was planted in the mud pit in the backyard and died of breathlessness, Jia Rong died drunk on the bed, so be it!" ”

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