Shenjing West City, Rongguo Mansion.

In the ritual hall, Jia Zheng looked at the former Shangguan who was begging deeply and begging hard, and had a headache.

When he was a member of the Ministry of Works, Wang Liang was a lieutenant.

In the past few years since he retired, people from the Ministry of Works have come and gone, and Mr. Liang has a prosperous official career and is promoted to the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Works.

In the past, the relationship between the two was pretty good, and they also had polite exchanges during the holidays.

Jia Zheng didn't know how to do things in Liliang, but in his opinion, this person is still fine as an official.

I thought this person could have some ambitions, but I didn't expect that the situation suddenly changed and I asked to come to my house just to survive...

"Sir, get up first, sir, get up first..."

If you talk about the romantic and romantic things and recite poems, Jia Zheng is still a good player, but when he encounters such a thing, he really doesn't know what to do.

Xiao Liang was reluctant to arise, and he only cried and said, "If the government does not help, the life of a family member will be gone."

He originally called Jia Zhengbiao's name "Cunzhou", but now he is called it by Gong Jing.

Jia Zheng said helplessly: "Sir, Zheng is just idle at home and has no idea how to help..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Liang looked up suddenly and said with anticipation: "Mr. Zheng, who in the world does not know the relationship between Zheng Gong and the prince? As long as Zheng Gong can ask for a love in front of the prince, my family can survive! Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddhist pagoda. Zheng Gong has always been compassionate and has the style of an ancient benevolent and gentleman. I..."

Jia Zheng's face turned red when he said this. He was just wandering and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, three or five people were led in by Lin Zhixiao. When they met, they knelt on the ground and cried, begging for life.

Jia Zheng saw that he was in a hurry and couldn't afford to support this person or that person.

These people were talking and crying, and the wailing sounds really made people cry when they heard it.

Seeing that Jia Zheng was about to be unable to hold on, he suddenly saw a maid coming from behind and exclaimed: "The master is not good, the old lady faints. Let the master go and take a look!"

Jia Zheng was shocked when he heard this. He didn't care about anything else. He had time to accuse him and hurriedly walked towards the backyard.

Ji Liang and others were reluctant to let go and wanted to follow him, but they were stopped by Jia Yun and Lin Zhixiao.

How can you enter a high-gate inner house without any chance?

These people did not give up and could only sit in the hall to wait.

Wu Liang was angry that these people had bad things and started to blame them. At this time, the latecomers did not care about the size of their official ranks. They all resigned and fought back one after another, causing a gang to sweep the floor.

...

Rongqing Hall.

Jia Zheng rushed back, but saw that on the platform, Jia Mu was wiping dominoes with a few old nannies. It seemed that she had won a lot. Now she was asking Baoyu to count the money for her...

Jia Zhengzhi was confused and looked back at the girl who sent him a message. The girl forced a smile and explained, "It was the old lady's order."

Seeing Jia Zheng coming in, several old nannies stood up to greet him. Jia Mu was no longer stubborn. After waved her hand and asked them to go down, she looked at Jia Zheng and said, "I heard that many people in front came to ask you for trouble, so I asked someone to call you back."

Jia Zheng was amused and cried when he heard this, and said, "Then he shouldn't talk about his mother's body. Isn't it because his son is unfilial?"

Jia Mu snorted and said, "It's not about filial piety. If you scold Baoyu twice, you will be filial piety..."

Jia Zheng sighed when he heard this, looked at Baoyu, who was standing beside Jia Mu with his head hanging down, and shook his head without saying a word.

Seeing this, Jia Mu hurriedly changed the topic and said, "If you don't want to see those officials outside, why don't you close the door to thank the guests? Just use my bad old woman as a reason, and the outsiders can't say anything. Those people are only thinking about your friendship with the one in the palace, and they have made a good plan. Only use these friendships less at a time, if they use them all, what will Baoyu, Lan'er and the others do in the future? The wife has used a lot, otherwise it wouldn't have been so long, and she didn't even give you some rewards. If you hadn't taken him to the second room, you would have even had the bones melted..."

Jia Zheng hurriedly said, "Mother, my son did not want to let Cong'er... let His Highness repay his kindness. Besides, His Highness is being supervised these days. The state affairs are so heavy, and it is not an exaggeration to deal with all kinds of things every day. Our family is well, why bother the prince?"

Jia Mu snorted and said, "Then let him take all the girls from our Jia family into the palace?"

Jia Zheng reminded: "They went to the palace to visit the imperial concubine..."

Jia Mu was so naive and stupid son who had even had a grandson but was so naive and lost his temper. After glaring at him for a long time, Jia Zheng was puzzled, and after seeing him, Jia Mu sighed exhausted and waved his hand and said, "Go and do your knowledge. Remember to leave the door to thank guests these days."

When Jia Zheng heard this, he also felt it made sense. He left Rongqing Hall and sent someone to see him off. He turned around and went to Aunt Zhao's place...

After Jia Zheng left for a while, Wang Xifeng returned from outside. Before she could take off her makeup, she came to Rongqingtang to meet Jia Mu.

Today is the birth of the Grandpa of the Duke of Liguo’s Mansion, Wang Xifeng went to celebrate his birthday.

Although it was during the national mourning period, it was not possible to hold a banquet, but it was the 80th birthday of the Grandma Liu family, and he invited a few very good friends from the old family to come to the mansion to sit and eat a bowl of birthday noodles.

Seeing that Feng Jie'er's face was full of redness, Jia Mu knew that she was in the limelight outside and asked, "Who are there today?"

Feng Jie'er smiled and said, "But they are still those imperial edicts, the grand ladies of the Duke's mansion, and some imperial edicts from the Hou Bo's mansion. I am young and don't have any imperial edicts, so I feel so uncomfortable when I go there. The grand ladies say that they miss my ancestors and look forward to celebrating you with their birthday next month!"

When Jia Mu heard this, she said angrily: "Although you are white, I am afraid that others will give in to you today, right?"

Feng Jie'er couldn't even close her mouth and smiled and said, "I know I can't hide it from my ancestors. Tsk tsk, our Jia family has raised a real dragon, which is really awesome! So many girls have been taken into the palace, not to mention the other side, just this is enough for the imperial edicts to be jealous. Although the affairs of the imperial concubine and the eldest sister are not good, but if they don't have a bright spot, our family should be prosperous for another 200 years!"

Jia Mu waved her hand and said, "Don't mention these words, I still expect them last month... There are many people who are laughing at you now. Now the one in the palace has nothing to do with the Jia family. Feng Yatou, do you think you have entered the palace? He Ping'er said, what should I do if the title of the Jia family be? He is the crown prince now, so it's hard to attack the title of the Jia family again? And the East Mansion..."

Feng Jie'er's expression changed when she heard this. This was not a good job...

...

Chang'an West City.

“Go away quickly…”

"Run quickly, the barbarian is too powerful to beat!"

"The wind is tight and thrust!"

Feng Ziwu, Niu Pengfei, Liu Shi, Hou Qian and other seven or eight teenage-year-old Yanei were running around on the streets of West City, escaping and urinating.

Behind them, there were five or six half-year-old boys who obviously came from the frontier. They looked only in their teens, and their faces were not as white as Feng Ziwu and others, and they were a little black and red. At this moment, they became more and more black and red, chasing the people in front of them.

There was also a stinking smell of passers-by avoiding it, which was the smell of stinky tofu...

I have some advice on what happened: This is another round of confrontation between the new and old yamen in Shenjing City...

"Ouch!!"

Just as the people were watching the fun, suddenly, among the youngest ones who were about seven or eight years old who were running away in front of him, they tripped up by something and fell to the ground.

He was at the end of the day, but when he fell, he was immediately caught up by the pursuers behind him. It was too late to get up and run away, and he was beaten by a group of pursuers behind him.

The person who was still running ahead was quite loyal and had to turn around to save him.

"Xiao Wu!"

Feng Ziwu, who was beaten up, was even more tough and did not cry. Seeing the brothers in front of him coming to rescue him, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't worry about me, go and call the third brother!!"

The largest one among the black-red yamen slapped Feng Ziwu in the head and scolded: "I'm shameless and use a trick if I can't beat you. No matter which one you call me, just think that you have a brother?"

After saying that, he said to a runny little Yanei behind him: "Jiang Qin, go and call Erhu and the others. I just saw them walking towards Xidaying. I can't bear it anymore now, so I can't let these Jing Guazi look down on us!"

The little Yanei, who called Jiang Qin, heard this and hurriedly took the order and left.

He was the youngest son of Jiang Kening, deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, and he came to Beijing from Hei Liao. He was also the most naughty time.

Seeing that these people were still beating Feng Ziwu, Niu Jizong's nephew Niu Pengfei cursed loudly: "A group of people beat a child, I really don't want your mother's face! A group of barbarians dare to act wildly in the capital. Sooner or later, let you know what's going on!"

Before the other side could curse, Hou Qian suddenly cheered loudly, "Brother and the others are here!"

Everyone saw an older group of yamen such as Feng Ziying, son of General Shenwu Feng Tang, Niu Jizong's younger brother Niu Chengzu, and Liu Fang's son Liu Qiang, and other young yamen.

Feng Ziying saw that her younger brother Feng Ziwu was beaten so hard that his nose was swollen and his nose was bleeding. Although she was annoyed by this younger brother who refused to live for a quarter of an hour, she was so angry that she wanted to come forward to save the person. However, she saw a group of young men in armor coming to the west, each of whom was dark and rough in his face, and looked quite majestic.

The group of young yamen opposite also cheered and said loudly: "Brother, if you can't beat this group of Jingguazi, you can use bad tricks. Use stinky tofu to plot against the tutors. You catch up and teach them a lesson. They called the big ones to beat the tutors!"

Feng Ziying knew several of them and couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

These young people with a bright atmosphere include the eldest son of Liaodong General Zhou Mutang, the nephew of Yansui General Liu Minkuan, and the second son of the concubine Liu Huanzhang, who was favored by Xuanfu General Liu Huanzhang. They were all placed in the border army last month when they went to Beijing to make great contributions.

Now Zhou Mutang and others had returned to the Nine Borders half a month ago and were preparing to go south, but these sons, nephews and families were all staying in the capital...

Although Zhou Mutang and others have not yet been awarded titles, they are not as good as the founding Duke in terms of family status.

But they were about to go south to Annan. The father and son of the Tian family even explained that this battle was to harvest the military's functions for them. When they returned, they would be awarded a title on a large scale.

It is impossible to compare with the saints and family backgrounds.

The most helpless thing is that although Feng Ziying is so heroic, he knows that he can't beat these animals who came back from the Nine Borders...

"Who wants to hit my brother?"

A fat young man from the opposite side stood up, looked at Feng Ziying and others provocatively, held one hand on the long knife around his waist, and asked loudly.

Feng Ziying and others twitched their eyes when they saw this. This grandson was the son of the concubine who was favored by Liu Huanzhang, the general of Xuanfu.

These Qiu Ba’s family members are all in Beijing, but why do they feel wronged their own masters? Even in the bitter and cold land on the nine sides, there is no shortage of beauties.

Just looking at Liu Xingyi's honor, Feng Ziying and others couldn't imagine what his mother looked like...

"All are mute? A bunch of cowardly seeds!"

The other nine-sided yamen who were so smelled by the smell of stinky tofu were not good-looking and cursed: "A bunch of despicable Jinggua can't beat it, so I'll knelt down and kowtow to me, otherwise, today I'll choke you to death in the stinky tofu!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Ziying, Niu Jizu, Liu Qiang and others' expressions changed. They really want to suffer this loss today and will never be ashamed to see others again.

But if you don't bow your head, you can't beat it.

It’s not right to leave now, nor to stay.

It is impossible to kneel down, at worst, you can kill the death!

Just when Feng Ziying and others even had the will to fight to the death, they suddenly heard a duck's voice coming into the crowd: "Who? Such a big can do it, why don't you choke people to death in the cesspool?"
To be continued...