At this moment, he felt a little regretful that he had rejected the invitation tonight, otherwise how could he miss that good show?

After writing the credit wax seal, Cheng Yuanfeng called the servant and sent someone to send the letter out.

After all this, he felt a little inexplicably excited and excited in his heart. He picked up the "Scriptures" beside him and turned two pages, but found that he could no longer read it, so he simply put it back on the side.

After thinking about it, he finally took out a carefully-bound album from the drawer of the book case, spread it out carefully, and rubbed the thick hands back and forth on the neat paper for a while, then grinded and lifted the pen, and began to write on it in a scattered manner.

Since the sender said that the evidence would be sent over before the rooster crowed in the sun, he had to prepare for the impeachment in advance and be prepared for any trouble.

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Under the south peak of the wing.

The firelight in the West Garden of Sali Garden in the West Garden of the Small Building in West Lake has been wilted, and the brightness of the wind lamp is no longer as bright as the light of the sky fire. The night outside the dim wall of Sali Garden is getting more and more crowded.

And everyone stared at the incredible scene in front of them in a daze-

Jia Zijing put a sharp sword on the neck of his biological father Jia An with a cold light!

The guards who approached them were at a loss and froze in place.

The master's father and son are tragic, who should they help?

They secretly peeked at the guard commander who was stunned for a moment, and found that the other party was also panicked and at a loss.

The lady of Liujun had already collapsed on the ground and cried all over.

Just now, Jia Zijing took the sword and headed straight for Jia An and his wife. Jia An subconsciously pushed away the wife of Liujun and was threatened by his son's life alone.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Jia An, who has always been living in Hualiu, actually took care of his wife first.

Zhao Chong fantasized about going up to persuade Jia Zijing to do something, but was pulled by Xie Changhuai and Wen Lushan from both sides.

They all shook their heads at her.

"Jing'er, are you crazy? How can you look at your father's sword and halberd?"

Jia Sidao was also shocked by the scene in front of him. He wanted to go forward to stop him, but was protected by Butler Liu and three guards, for fear that Jia Zijing's sword would be eyeless and hurt Lord Ping Zhang.

In the distance, the couple Rong Wang and his wife also had their eyebrows as deep as a stream, and they watched from afar under the protection of the guards.

How many Beiwazi stages can sing this drama tonight?

"Don't be a good person either!"

Jia Zijing ignored it. The poem he was looking for had just fallen into his arms, but in a blink of an eye the fragrance disappeared. This kind of pain was even more heart-wrenching than before.

"My maid was rescued in your heavily guarded quiet room. Did Shuweng want to pretend to be ignorant of it?"

"Your uncle is indeed unaware of it! Everything is done by your father! It is lost in love with your father!" Jia An immediately defended his trembling voice.

Unexpectedly, this case would be exposed to the public eye of the powerful and powerful tonight, and for the reputation and future of his uncle and Pingzhang Mansion, he would only swallow it alone.

Only in this way can Jia Sidao leave a wisp in the court tomorrow, rather than being overwhelmed by the impeachment memorial.

"Hahaha! I like this girl so much, but you all don't want to let her go! Just because she was born with a yin body?"

Jia Zi smiled with a long smile, but the smile was mixed with the unavoidable pain and despair, which made people feel shocked.

Who would have expected that a playboy who is famous in Lin'an Mansion is still a lovely young man!

But when Wang Rong and his wife heard this, they trembled and couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.

At that moment, Jia Zijing was filled with anger and hatred. He accidentally shook his hand, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on Jia An's delicate neck.

Jia An couldn't help but make a sound in pain and took a breath. When the lady of Liujun saw this, she was anxious and panicked, but she had no choice but to do anything, and her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up.

However, none of the people present moved.

Some people have the mentality of not paying attention to the excitement, some are afraid of the cold sword in Jia Zijing's hand, and some are just waiting to see what the Jia family has done about this "inner rebellion".

"Do you don't admit it, right? OK, Zhao Chonghuan, tell me all the truth you found! Look at what interesting secrets are hidden in this colorful mansion of Lord Pingzhang!"

Jia Zijing roared like a lonely wolf in the night.

Not far away, Mu Hongsheng was not interested in the scene in front of him. He only stared at the ugly boy called "Zhao Chonghuan". What appeared in his heart was the clear and fairy-like girl who confronted him on the Qingxin Cliff of Xumen Sect last spring.
Chapter completed!