The faithful king Liu Xi is about to be driven crazy by Jia Yu!

He had just been cleaned up by the Emperor Taishang, and before he could catch his breath when he returned to the palace, he heard a report from Menzi that Jia Yu, a bastard, was smashing the door of his house with a group of ruffians.

The vermilion gate of the palace collapsed when Liu Chen had just crossed the shadow wall, and the rubble on the bluestone paved ground was splashed.

Syllable!

Coincidentally, a piece of gravel flew and smashed on Liu Chen's forehead, and the sudden pain almost made him jump to his feet and scold.

At a glance, outside the gate, except for Jia Yu who was carrying a long stick and more than 20 soldiers of Rongguo Mansion, it was full of people in the capital who were watching the excitement.

"Yo, isn't this our 'Xianwang' His Royal Highness, I heard that His Royal Highness the 'Xianwang' taught my unsuccessful son a lesson in the palace today for the lower officials, no, the lower officials came to help the prince clean up the yard!"

Jia Yu scolded Liu Xin in a strange way, and the long stick in his hand pointed and ordered: "What are you waiting for?" I heard that our 'Virtuous King' His Royal Highness dislikes that his palace is not spacious enough, so you will help the prince clean up the debris - all of them are smashed by Lao Tzu, except for the back house of the palace, today Lao Tzu does not want to see a good place in the palace of faithful! ”

"Arrogance! Jia Enhou, this is the Prince's Mansion, you dare to be so presumptuous, do you want to rebel? ”

Liu Xi was horrified to find that the guards around him were all hiding backwards, except for the long history of the palace and his cousin Zhen Yingdao, who stepped forward to scold Jia Yu, the rest of the people did not dare to take a step forward even if they had swords in their hands.

Zhen Yingdao and Jia Yu are also old acquaintances, and since they came to the capital to seek officials, they have often gone to Rongxi Hall to meet the old lady.

He still remembered that when he first came to the capital, Jia Yu played with women in addition to playing with women, and Zhen Yingdao never put such a stubborn person in his eyes.

But today's performance surprised him a little, and it was a little difficult to decide how to respond.

I saw Jia Yu sneering at him, and the long stick in his hand smashed his head and face.

Under the sudden attack, Zhen Yingdao was smashed on the shoulder by Jia Yu with a stick without any suspense. knelt down with a snap, and the pain in his heart made Zhen Yingdao, a scholar, couldn't help but scream.

Jia Yu snorted coldly and skipped past Zhen Yingdao, and took a sip of it: "Phew!" Dog-like things dare to bark in front of Lao Tzu. Say that I Jia Enhou rebelled, do you go and ask the sage his old man's letter? ”

Arrogantness requires capital, and the tablets of the Jia family who died fighting for the country and saving the driver in the past dynasties are full of ancestral halls. You can put any charge on Jia Enhou, the head of the Rongguo Mansion, but the crime of rebellion is the biggest insult to Jia Yu.

If you really want to rebel, as early as before the first prince kills himself at the palace gate, he will lead a large army into the palace, how can there be anything to do with the Zhen family?

Jia Yu came to the sluggish Liu Xi step by step, and asked sarcastically: "Lord Wang, I heard that you bullied my son in the palace, and I, the father, came to take revenge, isn't it too much?" ”

"You...... Thou...... You, don't come here! ”

Liu Xi retreated three times and looked at Jia Yu who licked his lips and sneered in horror.

This guy is really still the unscrupulous Jia Enhou, and no one can stop him except for the Emperor Taishang who is sitting in the Imperial Palace.

Syllable!

Jia Yu mercilessly smashed a punch on Liu Chen's chest, making him hold his breath in his chest and unable to breathe.

Liu Chen, whose face was flushed, was lying on the ground like a prawn, if it weren't for the support of the guards behind him, he would probably have been lying on the ground.

"Lord Wang, this punch should be a warning to you to bully my son, and in the future, if my son suffers any grievances, I will count them all on the head of the prince."

Jia Yu kicked the palace guards who rushed up, and the long stick pointed at the others who wanted to rush up, and said indifferently: "That's right, no matter who bullied my son, I will think that the prince is behind it." If I dare to smash the palace once, I will dare to smash it a second or third time. ”

Bang!

It seems that God is responding to Jia Yu's warning, the luxurious main hall of the Zhongxin Palace's mansion collapsed, the corners of Jia Yu's mouth twitched, and he secretly said in his heart that this group of killers was so skillful in demolishing, could he really listen to his drunken words?

"Since this Rongguo Mansion doesn't belong to me anymore, let's demolish it!"

Hiss......

"Daddy!"

Jia Cong hurried and finally arrived at the Zhongxin Palace, where was there any majestic and luxurious palace, it was simply the scene of a group of huskies entering the furniture city, and there were ruins everywhere.

Okay, that's a bit of an exaggeration, but the front yard of the Faithful King's Mansion has been almost demolished. The gate of the palace was at Jia Cong's feet, the shadow wall in front of him had been broken into eight pieces, and the beams and pillars of the main hall of the palace in front of him were gone, and the tiles were scattered.

As for the once invincible faithful king Liu Chen, he was looking at them fiercely with his body bent.

As soon as Jia Yu heard that his good son was coming, he immediately put away his ruthless side. beckoned Jia Cong over: "How is it?" Is the imperial food in the palace delicious? ”

"I'm not full, Dad, I want to eat Donglaifu's roast duck!"

Jia Cong, who jumped three times in one step, ran to Jia Yu, and almost fell down.

Jia Yu caught his son and kicked Zhen Ying by the way: "Something like a dog, what are you doing kneeling here?" Almost tripped my son! ”

"Jia Yu, don't go too far. Hit and smash, smash and smash, what else do you want? ”

Liu Chen, who was slapped in the face, slowed down, slowly straightened up, and looked at the father and son in front of him gloomily.

He glanced at the more than 20 generals of the Rongguo Mansion who had returned to Jia Yu after smashing the palace, and secretly hated that Wang Ziteng was useless, and he failed to kill all the killers in the Rongguo Mansion on the battlefield.

Jia Yu took his son's hand and smiled: "It seems that the prince is very satisfied with my help today, then I won't stay longer, if the prince still thinks that the palace is not spacious enough, he can send someone to Rongguo Mansion to find me." Leave! ”

Liu Xi was trembling with anger, but he didn't dare to say anything cruel.

He couldn't bear this tone, but he had to endure it, because the Emperor Taishang said in the Imperial Palace today that the Rongguo Mansion represented the eighteen generals of the loyal nine-sided town......

Eighteen generals, this huge military force, he Liu Chen must find a way to get it!

……

Donglaifu is the largest restaurant in Beijing, and Jia Cong has followed his father to eat and drink in recent years.

The behind-the-scenes owner of this restaurant is Liu Hong, the brother of Emperor Taishang, who is only seven years older than Jia Yu, and is also one of the old gentlemen.

Like Jia Yu, Liu Hong likes gold and stone calligraphy and painting, and the two have similar interests.

Even if Jia Yu has been silent for all these years, Liu Hong also invites Jia Yu to his house from time to time to appreciate the newly acquired treasures, or he takes Jia Yu to the antique market to search for treasures.

This is also a rare moment of relaxation for Jia Yu in the past few years, every time he is upset, he comes to Donglaifu to have a big meal, and he never gives money.

Jia Yu, father and son in the private room on the third floor, one of them held a duck leg and gnawed fiercely, and after they were full of wine and food, the two people who were holding their bulging stomachs and burping talked about business.

Jia Cong hesitated for a long time before holding back a sentence: "Dad, you shouldn't be the son of the saint master, right?" ”