"Although your father is not his old man's own son, that's pretty much it!"

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a small long beard, dressed in a foreign suit, and extremely wealthy-looking walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he complained to Jia Yu unceremoniously: "You smashed Xiao Fourteen's palace? Aren't you looking for trouble, those people are definitely going to trouble you again. ”

"Just look for it, when have you stopped all these years."

Jia Yu didn't care about these at all, just pulled his son over to wipe his hands and face, and patted the back of his head gently: "This is Lord Ji, you can call your uncle." ”

King Ji Liu Hong? It's so rich! Looks like the one in the Temple of Wealth!

"Knock knock!"

Jin Cancan's big thick legs, his father hinted so, where did Jia Cong hesitate, kneeling down is three knocks.

"Meet my uncle! May my uncle live a long life, and live a younger life! ”

Jia Cong's head knock is real, there are almost echoes in the private room, and Jia Cong has no burden, as for the dignity of a person with soft knees or something, in front of the golden thick legs, he has long been thrown out of the clouds.

In the evil feudal society, if he dares to mention this, the grass on the grave next year will be enough to feed a few sheep.

Liu Hong didn't expect Jia Cong to kowtow so much, and when he saw that Xiao Fuwa's forehead was red, he hurriedly pulled it up reproachfully, and picked up the exquisite jade pendant on his waist and stuffed it into his hand.

"This kid, where did you get so many courtesies...... Uncle didn't prepare any greeting gifts for you today, this piece of jade was paid tribute from the Western Regions, so I took it to play. ”

Liu Hong felt that a piece of jade was still too shabby, so he took out a stack of silver tickets into his sleeve and stuffed them all into Jia Cong's arms: "Take the flowers, the uncle has nothing else, and the poor only have silver left!" ”

Look, Hao Cheng is like this, he is the God of Wealth!

The silver ticket is a good thing, but Jia Cong really doesn't know whether to accept it or not. The corners of Jia Yu's mouth twitched, and after glancing at Liu Hong, he let Jia Cong take it.

There were three more bangs, Jia Cong's eyes smiled into a line, obediently poured tea for the God of Wealth Uncle and Daddy, and sat aside to listen to the two talking.

"I'm going to Jiangnan, Uncle Nineteen, lend me your people."

Liu Hong looked at Jia Yu, who seemed to have returned to the original, and he was both happy and worried. Now it's different from the past, without Jia Daishan, without the eldest brother, can Jia Yu alone withstand the calculations of those people?

However, he still nodded solemnly: "I know, I will let them prepare and act as your escort when they leave Beijing." Back then, these people were still soldiers brought out by you, and with them, I can rest assured that you go south. ”

Jia Yu picked up the teacup and toasted Liu Hong with tea instead of wine. The two didn't talk too much about it, but Jia Cong could still roughly guess that this trip south might not be smooth all the way, which was both an opportunity and a crisis.

"I'll tell the imperial brother over there, the Zhen family has abolished the fourteenth, and he will definitely get into a big disaster in the future."

Liu Hong felt a little depressed, and at some point, the capital became a lot of turmoil, making him, a carefree prince, not at ease.

He pondered for a long time before he continued: "You too, this time is different from the past, what are you competing with him, just come to me directly?" Alas, forget it, think so much to do. If I'm not happy another day, I'll give this kid a beating! ”

"Uncle Nineteen don't worry, the sage will punish me at most, and the entire capital is under the control of his old man, if he really wants to stop me, I won't be able to get to the gate of the Faithful Palace. This is also the meaning of the sage and his old man, Liu Xi is too jumpy, and the Zhen family is too jumpy, forgetting who gave them dignity and glory. ”

Jia Yu raised his hand and rubbed his son's little head, thinking in his heart that his good son entered the palace this time, which could be regarded as a way for himself, at least he had more confidence in the road he was going to take in the future.

Liu Hong saw that Jia Yu had already made up his mind, so he knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he drank all the tea in the cup in one go, looked deeply at Jia Yu's father and son, and sighed: "Forget it, I won't say more, let's go to the palace." Enhou, be careful! ”

"Uncle Nineteen, don't worry, when I return to Beijing, I will bring you the good things of Jiangnan!"

Jia Yu bowed down, and Jia Cong also bowed: "Uncle don't worry, I will be optimistic about my father!" ”

Liu Hong, who was originally worried on his face, smiled and touched Jia Cong's head: "Good boy, when you go back to Beijing, Uncle Zu will take you to find some treasures and come back." ”

……

"Master, the old lady invites the master and the third master to go to Rongxi Hall......"

Before Jia Yu, father and son, who had just gotten out of the carriage, took a breath, Menzi came up and said: "The things given to the third master by the sage were taken by the old lady to the second master of Bao, and the second master was taught a lesson by the old lady because of the obstruction. ”

"What about Lian'er?" Jia Yu glanced up at the plaque hanging on the gate and sneered.

Menzi was also clever, and immediately whispered back: "The second master has been taught a lesson and was punished to kneel outside the Rongxi Hall. The wife went to intercede, but was also scolded by the old lady, and the second wife also said that the second master was stingy......"

Scold! It's a ridiculous joke!

Jia Cong directly took Jia Cong's hand and walked briskly towards Rongxi Hall, Jia Cong could clearly feel that his father's anger today was much greater than in the past, because he almost didn't catch up with his father's pace at a trot all the way.

Sure enough, in front of Rongxi Hall, except for the big girl Jade guarding the door, only Jia Lian knelt alone on the ground paved with bluestone slabs.

"Get up!"

Jia Yu walked up to his eldest son and coldly reprimanded: "The heir of the dignified Rongguo Mansion has been bullied to this extent, don't want this Rongguo Mansion!" ”

"Father's ......"

Jia Lian has been kneeling for a while, and no matter how good his body is, he can't stand such a toss in late autumn. Even if Jia Cong supported him hard, Jia Lian almost fell to the ground.

Without waiting for the maid to report, Jia Yu lifted the curtain with a cold face and walked in.

"Mother, is Lian'er your own grandson? Kneeling outside the house for an hour and ignoring the cold in late autumn, what did he do wrong to make you so angry? Had it been a mistake to defend his brother? Otherwise, the son will be on the road, and this Rongguo Mansion will be handed over directly to the second family. ”

"Bastard, what are you talking nonsense?"

Mother Jia, who was originally laughing with her grandchildren, was instantly angry and her face was full of iron, including the Wang family, and the room full of people was as quiet as a cicada.

At this time, Jia Yu was exuding a cold air all over his body, and even the youngest Xichun sensed that something was wrong, and drilled into Yingchun's arms.

Several juniors didn't have time to get up and salute, so they saw Jia Yu sneering again: "Isn't it? What the saint gave to Cong Ge'er, you said you would take it away? Do you know that it was specially given by the sage to Brother Cong to let him study and test his fame? Is Baoyu missing those books? If there is a shortage, my son, who is an uncle, will go and move the bookstore back for him now! ”