"It's okay, I'm pretty brave. I thought you were just a waste who could write two sour words and then pose."

The leader was only twenty years old, with a good appearance, a scar on his forehead, and his evil spirit made Jia Cong sit down very uneasy and wanted to escape.

What he said was even more wild and rude.

Jia Cong looked at this person and said in a deep voice: "I don't know who you are, nor who your grandfather is, nor do I care about who you are. But I can be sure that you will pay the price for your rudeness."

"ha!"

Hearing this, the man raised his head and laughed like thunder, then looked at Jia Cong with a contempt and said sarcastically: "Is it the same as dealing with that waste Shang Ming?"

"Who is Shang Ming?"

Jia Cong asked frowned.

When this person heard this, he became more and more excited. He clenched his fists, looked at Jia Cong, and said angrily: "Yesterday, someone deliberately ran to kill someone because her grandson was unable to eat swan meat. Someone was afraid of power and shameless, so he endured it safely. Today, he still had the face to show off his charm and complacentness outside.

But there was a silly girl who used her connections to beat the toad into a useless person.

The defendant entered the palace and another person took over the matter. As a result, the empress dowager was in court.

You actually have the face to ask me who Shang Ming is. Come on, ask again?"

Seeing that this person was about to explode, a layer of agitated anger gradually emerged on Jia Cong's face.

What he was angry with was not the person in front of him, but the matter.

He had no idea how things could have reached this point.

Ye Qing actually asked someone to beat the grandson of the Prince of Nan'an County to destroy the concubine...

What is she for?

What else can I do for...

Jia Cong frowned. Even though she could make excuses to say that she would not be involved in Jia Cong because of her affairs, who would believe it?

But Jia Cong really couldn't figure out what Ye Qing was for!

If Ye Qing only met for those two or three times and was willing to vent his anger and be punished for him, that would be the big deal of the world.

Jia Cong never underestimates himself, but he doesn't even get obsessed with rice wine. He really thinks he is a handsome man in the world and loved by everyone.

How superficial is it to have this idea?

More importantly, it might be possible for a girl who is not very good at dealing with the world. However, with Ye Qing's wisdom, character and calmness, even if Jia Cong added the halo of the three poems he wrote, she would not reduce her IQ and act like this!

Ye Qing may have some good feelings, but it will not be so. For people like her and him, life is not a Qiong Yao drama...

Jia Cong could endure the humiliation yesterday because he was not an impulsive person and knew that a gentleman was not allowed to take revenge.

In this world, knowing how to restrain yourself is far more precious than exploding impulse.

He can even have this kind of mind, didn’t Ye Qing?

No, although Ye Qing was from a daughter's family, he had a wide range of knowledge since childhood. His understanding of human nature and his experience of worldly affairs were only more or less than that of Jia Cong's two lives.

How could she not have thought of these?

A mere Nan'an County Prince's Mansion, which is in a dim light, wants to find trouble for his family, and there will be opportunities in the future.

Just a slow picture!

Then what exactly is she for?

"well……"

After thinking hard but failed, Jia Cong sighed inwardly, ignored the person in front of him and slowly closed his eyes.

No matter what Ye Qing thinks, the source of her doing this is only because of him.

Therefore, even if Ye Qingzhen suddenly cleared his mind and did this, he had to appreciate it...

After calming down, Jia Cong opened his eyes and looked at the increasingly impatient person on the other side, saying, "I know this. You go. Let's give up today's matter, and I won't pursue it."

The visitor seemed to be shocked by Jia Cong's shamelessness, stared at Jia Cong, and asked word by word: "Are you going to do something?"

Jia Cong said calmly: "This has nothing to do with you."

The visitor took a deep breath and said, "I'll ask you again, what are you going to do?"

Seeing that if there was no answer, Jia Cong was afraid that the person would not leave, so he said bluntly: "I am not going to do anything. After going back today, I will study behind closed doors."

"ha!!"

The person who came was furious again, his eyes wider than a copper bell, and the horse whip in his hand was raised.

Opposite, Jia Cong's eyes were as sharp as a knife, without any fear.

Later, Song Hua finally arrived and said sternly: "Zhao Hao, what do you want to do? My junior uncle is a relative grandson of Rongguo, and your grandfather was just a general under Rongguo back then. Today, my junior uncle is the one who inherits Rongguo's successor. Even if your father comes, he should treat him with courtesy. How dare you do anything arbitrary?"

Never think that honest and honest people are dough and can be bullied at will.

Song Hua is loyal, but he is not a useless and weak person.

Otherwise, he would not have been personally taught and raised by Song Yan.

Today, Zhao Hao dared to hit Jia Cong, and in the afternoon, Song Hua dared to go and beat Dengwengu to make trouble.

How can the descendants of Mr. Songchan have no strong bones?

However, Jia Cong finally knew what this person was. It turned out to be the Prince of Xuan Guo and Zhao Hao.

He and Li Hu, the founding prince, were also the two heroes of this generation of martial arts generals.

But the two of them were a little incompatible with each other, and they didn’t fight each other when they met.

The two of them played martial arts outside the Zhuque Gate of the Imperial City last time, and almost caused a huge disaster.

If Ye Qing hadn't helped him, the two of them would have been afraid that they would have been to the Heavenly Prison.

This person has been helped by Ye Qing several times, no wonder he is so angry at this moment.

Of course, maybe it's more than that...

Jia Cong narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Hao and said lightly: "I have my own opinions on this matter. I don't want to cause trouble to implicate the Qing prince and ruin her reputation. So I advise you that it has nothing to do with you, so don't cause trouble here again. Otherwise, although the Duke Xuan's mansion is now prosperous, it will not be able to bear this responsibility. Unless she takes this matter into consideration."

Zhao Hao had a gloomy face, staring at Jia Cong's face like a knife, and gritted his teeth and said, "You are indeed not a waste, but you are more shameless than a waste."

Jia Cong smiled when he heard this, but stopped looking at Zhao Hao. He waved his hand to stop the angry Song Hua and said, "Zhao Hao, if you still want to do it, just do it."

If you don't dare, please get out of here.

This time, I don’t care about your affairs today, for your original intention.

But there will never be a next time.”

Now Emperor Chongkang dreams that he wants to clean up the traces left by King Wu, but he lacks an excuse to do it.

After King Wu was imprisoned in the royal palace on Longshouyuan, his old subordinates were all extremely responsible.

Daqiansu worshipped generals for military merits, which was the system of Emperor Gaozu.

Nowadays, those who are qualified to take charge of the army are all former subordinates of King Wu.

So no matter how hard it is, the lineage of King Wu is in charge of military power.

But if Rongguo Mansion is willing to be this vanguard, gather the power of the founding nobles and founding nobles, the nobles will kill each other and pry open a gap, Emperor Chongkang may be able to wake up laughing in his dreams.

If it were not forbidden, Jia Cong would naturally not take the initiative to destroy the noble forces.

The only thing he can fear about the new party now is the status of a noble.

However, if Zhao Hao really started to act arrogantly, Jia Cong would not have taken the overall situation selflessly, and he would have to fight to the death.

And what he could think of was nothing unexpected for Zhao Hao.

But the more this happens, the more disgusted Zhao Hao's heart is, the more he hates Jia Cong, who is fearless and disregards the overall situation...

His red eyes looked at Jia Cong fiercely, as if he wanted to remember him in his mind. Zhao Hao nodded and led his troops to leave.

"call……"

Seeing Zhao Hao leave, Song Hua let out a long sigh and rubbed his stiff face.

Seeing Jia Cong looking at him sideways, Song Hua smiled bitterly: "I don't know that Zhao Hao, the Prince of Xuan, and Li Hu, the founding Prince of Duke Li, were the most domineering demon king in Chang'an City since childhood. Both of them fought at the state banquet in the palace, and last year they started fighting again outside the Zhuque Gate. They really met and fought every year, without any distinction between occasions.

Your Majesty loves the two generals and Huzi very much, and he has a headache. I was really afraid that he would mess around just now, so I took action seriously..."

Jia Cong shook his head and said, "He doesn't know, he is not a real reckless man. He knows what he can afford, but he can't afford anything he can.

I am free to be in the palace because my honor is higher than the country, so the emperor is not willing to directly blame him.

But if you attack me, the founding military honors impeached him and killed each other, the Duke Xuan's mansion might not be able to bear it.

The palace will most likely follow the flow and pull out this army giant. Haha... do you think he doesn't know?"

"Then he was..."

Song Hua said in confusion.

Jia Cong lowered his eyes and said, "He is weighing, what kind of virtue I have, can make a person sacrifice like this..."

Song Hua still couldn't understand it very much and asked, "He weighed it? Who did he think he was?"
To be continued...