The next morning, it was not clear.

Ning'an Hall East Chamber North House.

Ping'er's pretty face was flushed, so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look up.

But his eyes were also doting and lovingly looking at the person beside the pillow, letting his hands be loving and caring in the quilt...

The only thing that made her unable to eat was that she was clearly a young man, so she was so righteous that she was so proud of how to do such things. She had no shyness in her eyes except for love and love.

As if seeing her confusion, Jia Cong smiled and said, "Good sister, don't you know that every man in this world who seems to be hypocritical must have a fanatical and indulgent heart behind his back. Therefore, the old Master said: Food, men and women are the greatest desires of human beings. Therefore, it is natural for granted!"

Ping'er was hot and wanted to laugh when she heard this. She hugged the restless arm in her arms with her soft hands and said shyly: "How could she say that she is bored..."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Sister is wrong, how could I say to myself? I am not a hypocritical person. A truly hypocritical person is the kind of style that will be polite and ritual in front of the closest person he is in a serious manner. They are just so serious. No matter how anxious they act in bed, they are still fair in words and never speak their desires. It seems that saying a word will cause their ambitions to be dirty. Haha, I am different, I am even more so!"

Seeing that Jia Cong became more and more righteous and complacent, Ping'er couldn't help but lie on his shoulder and smiled.

At this moment, Ping'er only had a lotus-colored brocade bag on her body, and her fair and fat shoulders were exposed, making her quilt, and the fragrance was even more refreshing.

A handful of black hair was dragged by the pillow, and the scenery inside the brocade quilt was even more thrilling.

Jia Cong was a little depressed at this time, sighing, and before Ping'er could ask questions, he explained: "I'm only thirteen this year. Although the children of a wealthy family and high-ranking families are over twelve or thirteen years old, they know about human affairs, and having people in the room can make trouble. But I know that at this time, the kidney energy is not strong, and forcing it will not only damage life span, but also affect size. Although I am not afraid of death, if I am greedy for a moment, I cannot let us be with you for a long time, wouldn't it be stupid? I am reluctant to leave early and leave my sister alone in this world."

These words are even more touching than the most beautiful sweet words in the world.

Especially for a woman who was always lonely in her heart in those years...

Seeing Ping'er's tears fall in an instant, and her arms were tightly hugging her sobbing, Jia Cong smiled, hugged her, gently stroked the black hair, and said softly: "Sister, why should I cry? I have been so scary that I have been going to this day. Although I am only starting out, it is more than a hundred times stronger than before. In any case, I can always protect ourselves. The days ahead will only get better and better."

Ping'er also felt that crying was unlucky. Although she was moved, she finally calmed down her agitation. She looked up at Jia Cong and said with some concern: "But last night, Cong'er, didn't you say you were against a wise prince? If it were him in the future..."

There were many words that Jia Cong could not say to anyone, but he did not want to keep them alone in his heart, and became a ruthless person with a gloomy and unsightly scheming, so he said to the person closest to him...

He sneered after hearing this and said, "Sister Ping'er, Your Majesty has left three sons, the fourth son of this emperor is the most virtuous, but this most virtuous son is now getting farther and farther away from that position, and he has even lost hope. Do you know why?"

Ping'er gave Jia Cong a angrily glance, but saw that his extremely handsome face was full of confidence in pointing out the country. When he was so beautiful, he couldn't help but take the initiative to go forward and kiss him. After awakening, he quickly fell into Jia Cong's bad habit, happy and sweet.

Jia Cong laughed, hugged her arm tightly, and continued, "Your Majesty has tried his best to gamble with his country's destiny in order to implement the new law.

He even lost many infamous reputations in various parts of the southern province, and he was willing to do so!

But, hahaha, the fourth son of the emperor actually colluded with the people of those families for the so-called reputation of being virtuous and famous, and secretly made any promises, so that the fourth son of the emperor's name was spread throughout the world and known to everyone in the court and the government.

Sister Ping'er, how stupid do you think he is?

Did he think he was a monarch who could be influenced by the so-called "people's hearts"?"

Ping'er suddenly realized, and said, "How is it possible? If Your Majesty is like this, how could he implement the new law? Didn't you say that this new law is extremely unforgettable to the people of scholars..."

Jia Cong became more and more happy. He picked up Ping'er's chin and kissed her hard, which made Ping'er shy. Jia Cong gently rubbed the softness in his hand and said leisurely: "Yes, how is it possible? This prince, perhaps because he was brainwashed by the people around him, was really thought that those who win the hearts of the people won the world. Haha, although he looked at it from the historical trend, this statement was true. But he didn't understand that this statement was effective in troubled times and was a joke in governing the world!

Therefore, if such a fool is offended, he will offend him. Instead, his Majesty can think that I am a pure minister..."

Seeing Ping'er's eyes were confused, Jia Cong decided not to say such boring words to the beauty anymore, although he knew that she liked to listen to whatever he said.

Jia Cong spent a lot of effort and determination, and after some lingering, he finally left this gentle land.

After turning back, he stopped Ping'er's willingness to get up to serve, Jia Cong smiled and said, "Sister Ping'er, you said I have such perseverance, what will happen in the world... Don't get up, don't get up first, you fall asleep, after I come back from the Western Palace, it's not too late for you to get up again."

Ping'er ignored the quilt falling from her body, revealing a beautiful scenery, and said strangely: "Are you going to Xifu now?"

Jia Cong stumbled and said with a subtle expression: "It is this time that I am so agitated by the old lady yesterday. It is better to avoid her these days. After all, if she hadn't spoken at the beginning, I would have to force me from the East Road Courtyard to the second room, so many things would not be as light as today, and it would not be too irritating."

Ping'er nodded and smiled, "The old lady just loves Baoyu too much, so her descendants are not caring about it."

Jia Cong shouted and said, "Can I still compete with Baoyu for favor? It's fine if everyone can live a good life. Okay, sister, let's continue to sleep. After I go to Rongqingtang, I have to go to the East Road Courtyard and turn around to exercise before coming back. You have a good rest. If you don't sleep well, you will reduce your life."

Ping'er nodded obediently when she heard this.

Jia Cong looked at the girl who was as beautiful as a flower in front of him and sighed in his heart: If there is no power in this world and no one can decide his life and death at any time, why should he plan such a plan, be trembling and work hard?

Only when you can live a happy life with these girls at home can you be considered a god.

But if this is true, I am afraid that I will only become the second treasure jade. In the end, even one person around me can't protect me, and the white earth is so clean.

After wearing his own clothes, Jia Cong said goodbye to Ping'er and went out to the west mansion.

...

Jia Muyuan, Rongqing Hall.

Jia Cong knelt speechlessly in the hall and greeted Jia Mu in the high hall.

He didn't expect that Jia Mu, who had always paid attention to caring for her body, got up so early today.

A distinctive tired look...

Jia Mu leaned on Jin Lie with a weak breath, looked at Jia Cong under the hall with a bad look, and said sarcastically: "I know you're kneeling now? How can I afford it?"

Yesterday she didn't fall asleep all night. She closed her eyes and seemed to see the look of Jia Cong looking at her when she finally left.

She really didn't expect that Jia Cong would dare to be so rude.

Last night, she thought of the worst situation. Now there is obviously no one in the family who can cure Jia Cong.

But if Jia Cong was really rude, thinking that relying on a second-class nephew, a commander of the Jinyi army and a sword of the emperor, she could act as a mighty man in the mansion, not take her seriously, and even bullied her and Jia Zhengbaoyu with great courage, just like scolding the tribesmen yesterday, she would hold up the imperial edict book given to her by the Empress of the Central Palace and the Empress Dowager, and go to the palace to sue the imperial court.

She didn't believe that this world where filial piety is the heaven, and she, a first-class lady, could be killed by a sinful grandson.

However, she did not expect that Jia Cong would come to kowtow early in the morning today...

After guessing Jia Mu's thoughts, Jia Cong felt funny, but said respectfully: "Old lady, I was not condescending yesterday. I forgot how to explain the word "filial piety". It's just that the Emperor's sword is in her body, so she mainly uses the Emperor's sword. Cong is just a deputy, and he has the intention of the movement and stillness. He really dares not act casually, so as not to impeach the Censor and implicate the old lady.

Originally, after sending the Emperor's Sword to the ancestral hall overnight and reporting to the ancestors, he was ready to come and pay his respects again, but it was too late, so it was not easy to disturb the old lady's rest, so he came to pay his respects early this morning."

After hearing this, Jia Mu looked at Jia Cong who was respectful in the hall and realized that she had thought it was a mess yesterday and had been struggling all night. Who knew it was the reason...

I was tired and annoyed. Although I knew that my grandson would definitely not be quiet after he came back, I didn’t expect that it would be so noisy.

only……

No matter how old she is, she can see that it is really different from the past.

A few years ago, when Jia Cong was still in the East Road Courtyard or Mo Zhuyuan, would he dare to scold his grandson like yesterday, just like he did yesterday?

Not to mention that after looking at her, she turned around and left without saying a word.

After sighing in my heart, although I realized that it should be a good thing for the Jia family to have such a person in charge now, I still feel uncomfortable emotionally...

However, now, even she can't do anything about this grandson.

Could it be that he actually took the gold book to the palace to file a lawsuit?

By then, even if the fish will be defeated, Jia Cong will not be able to fall into it, and the Jia family will be completely finished.

How could she do this...

"What are you going to do if those people in the clan?"

After being silent for a long time, Jia Mu asked, before Jia Cong answering, she added: "After all, you are a clan relative, don't be too harsh, otherwise, don't you talk about you if you are someone outside?"

Jia Cong thought he would be scolded, but he didn't expect Jia Mu would say this. He thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, the old lady is that those who can scold will be sent away. Those who stay will basically get benefits. If you get my benefits, you dare to say I outside... Then continue to sending you away."

Jia Mu: “…”

Yuanyang shouldn't have spoken on the side, but the old lady's face turned pale and she couldn't help but say, "Third Master, the old lady also loves you, worried that people outside would say you don't..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jia Cong's light gaze, and somehow he couldn't speak anymore.

Then Jia Cong smiled at Jia Mu and said, "Old lady, don't worry, Cong can survive until now, but only knows the word "du". He will not let evil people be free, nor will he feel harsh.

The old lady is already in high spirits, so don’t bother with the outside.

Rong State has descendants, Jia family has men, and inherits the great foundation of our ancestors. If even the matter outside is inappropriate, and the old lady is worried, wouldn’t it be too wasteful?”

When Jia Mu heard this, she was not moved at all and said, "You are trying to change your way to think that the old woman is in trouble?" Looking at Jia Cong who was smiling and silent on his face, Jia Mu almost didn't breathe another sigh, and waved her hands and said, "Stop, you can do your skills, go and show off your ability! I can't care about you, and I don't like to care about you..."

Jia Mu said a lot of words angrily, but her voice became lower and lower. Finally, she slowly closed her eyes... (If I break this place, I will not be able to survive.)

Seeing that Jia Mu was sleeping deeply, Yuanyang gently took the brocade down and put it flat. She covered her velvet blanket on Jia Mu. After serving her properly, she walked out of the hall and whispered: "Don't worry, Third Master, I know the old lady best. Although she said it very well, she believed in the third master, so she could sleep peacefully. In fact, in the past few years, the old lady had scolded the old masters in private, but there was no way, so she had to ignore it. Now Third Master is venting her anger for the old lady. Third Master, get up quickly and go and do your business..."

Jia Cong nodded when he heard this, stood up, looked at Yuanyang's pretty face, and said softly: "If the old lady needs anything, Sister Yuanyang just sends someone to tell me, or tells Sister Ping'er, no need for heretics. If the old lady has any doubts in the future, Sister Lao will send someone to say it. As for the misunderstanding last night, it will be bad."

Yuanyang's expression suddenly stopped hearing this. She didn't expect that Jia Cong could see what the old lady was thinking last night.

Although I thought this third master of Cong was powerful in the past, this was the first time I realized that he was so smart!

Moreover, there is a meaning that cannot be rejected in his words, but it does not make people feel annoying...

Yuanyang looked at Jia Cong, nodded slowly, and Fu Lefu replied softly: "Don't worry, third master, I understand."
Chapter completed!