Jia She and Jia Jing walked into the courtyard hand in hand.

Jia Cong was extremely curious about this great uncle Jing who, together with Jia She, was known as the Jia Men's Twin Jewels, both civil and military stars.

Without saying a word, he silently followed behind the two of them.

Jia She and Jia Jing sat opposite each other in the quiet room. Both of them had endless thoughts on their minds, but they just didn't know how to express them.

There was silence in the quiet room.

Jia Cong pursed his dry lips, stepped forward to greet Jia Jing, and was the first to break the silence.

"Cong'er would like to say hello to uncle Jing."

Jia Jing pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Is this the youngest son of Enhou? The mountain is cold and cold, and I don't have any gifts to give you now..."

"Yes, there is a thousand-year-old plum tree in Xuanzhen Temple. It should be blooming at this time. Ask Qingfeng to take you to see it."

He seemed to have not smiled at anyone for a long, long time, and even his apparently friendly smile looked a little stiff and unfamiliar.

Jia Cong naturally understood that he had something to say to Jia She, but he did not want his young son to know about it, but he refused to leave and just looked at Jia She and smiled.

Jia She gently patted Jia Cong on the shoulder: "Brother Jing, please let Cong'er stay. He is different from ordinary children."

"Besides, there's nothing I can hide from anyone about what I'm going to say today."

This Xuanzhen Temple, like the East Campus, must have secret guards and eyes and ears left by two generations of emperors. Their meeting cannot be hidden from anyone.

There is no need to hide what you want to say.

At most, it was just a joke for the two deep palace emperors.

Jia Jing's probing eyes swept over Jia Cong, and finally nodded slightly and asked in a low voice:

"Enhou, why are you here this time?"

After the incident, Jia She stayed dormant in the east courtyard of Rongguo Mansion and spent the whole day drinking and drinking.

Even if they meet each other every New Year's Eve to worship their ancestors, the brothers never have a chance to talk alone.

My special trip to Xuanzhen Temple this time is definitely not just a whim.

Jia She frowned, feeling that Jia Zhen and the Qin family were involved in something dirty, and he was a bit speechless in front of his brother, who was quite a moral person.

"Cong'er, why don't you tell Uncle Jing."

Jia Cong smiled and told everything about meeting Qin yesterday.

Jia Zhen and Jia Rong's father and son had a very unsavory image in his mind since the original book, and Qin Keqing was such a graceful woman.

Although it was a glimpse from a distance yesterday, the desolation and helplessness in Qin Keqing's eyes left a very deep impression on him.

He really didn't want to see such a gorgeous woman fall into the quagmire of Ning Mansion and eventually die in Tianxiang Tower.

And the person in front of him is the only one who can solve Qin Keqing's current predicament.

Even Jia She couldn't get too involved in the affairs of Dongfu next door.

As expected, Jia Jing became furious after hearing what Jia Cong said.

The sharp energy all over his body suddenly surged, completely destroying the original Taoist fairy wind.

"I'm afraid this bastard Jia Zhen doesn't want to live anymore!"

"Brother pardon, Cong'er, please go back home. I have my own reasons for this matter!"

Jia She didn't say much, and immediately stood up and left with Jia Cong.

Just when I left, I secretly stuffed a piece of paper with handwriting under the futon.

He thought that his movements were very careful, but he didn't want to be noticed by Jia Cong, who was always paying attention, and he just pretended not to see anything.

The day after Jia Cong, Jia She and his son returned from Xuanzhen Temple, the Qin family left Dongfu and went to a remote nunnery outside the city to pray.

But Jia Zhen was driven back to Dongfu by Jia Jing and beat her up so hard that she couldn't get out of bed for at least two or three months.

For a time, the two houses of Rongning and Ning were famous and widely discussed.

But all of this has nothing to do with Jia Cong.

On that day, he told Jia She about the dirty things in the Dongfu. Firstly, he felt pity for the Qin family, and secondly, he just wanted to eliminate one or two crimes of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan in the future.

At this time, Jia Cong could not have imagined that the Qin family would have an intersection with him in the future, and it would be a very deep intersection.

After the incident passed, he still went to Dongfu every day to exercise and lay the foundation, and then came back to study and practice calligraphy, or chat and joke with Jia Huan who sneaked over to see him.

I will also ask Jia Anjiale to buy some pastries and utensils, and go to the Spring Festival place to sit for a while.

Except when he went to pay his respects to Jia Mu, the big-faced phoenix egg raised his chin high every time he saw him, with a look of contempt on his face, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The days were very leisurely.

On this day, just after training at the Dongfu martial arts arena, Jia An suddenly pulled Jia Cong and whispered: "Third Master, there is something I don't know whether to talk about or not..."

Jia Cong has been getting along with Jia Anjiale for some time, and he knows the temperament of the two brothers clearly.

Jia Le is so high-spirited that he is quite arrogant in private.

Jia An's temperament is much more mature and stable than Jia Le.

If Jia Le had said this, it might have been a bit of a joke.

But if it was Jia An who said it, then there must be something wrong, and it is something that Jia An cannot decide on his own.

"Just tell me what you have to say." Jia Cong wiped the sweat from his forehead from exercising.

"Didn't Third Master send us to the North Market yesterday to buy some food and gadgets for the second girl to play with?"

"We met someone..."

Jia An looked at Jia Cong's face, he was a little bit embarrassed, but he didn't want to say anything.

"Can we still talk properly? Jia Le, come here!" Jia Cong suddenly became angry.

As soon as Jia Le cleared his throat, he stepped forward and pretended to slap his right hand in the air: "By the way, yesterday in Shenjing, the north wind was blowing, and everything was withered..."

Jia Cong's forehead was covered with white hair and sweat. He reached out and struck Jia Le hard on the forehead!

"Who listens to your story? Jia An, let me do it for you!"

The two of them laughed and laughed for a while, and then Jia An got down to business.

It turns out that yesterday when Jia Anjiale went out, he met Wang Xifeng, who accompanied him to Fang Laiwang.

With a large group of people, he is collecting debts from people in Beichenggen.

Seeing that the man still didn't pay, Laiwang led a group of street delinquents and smashed people and houses to pieces, and even the door was kicked in half.

Jia Cong's heart suddenly thumped.

The four characters "loan usury" flashed across his eyes!

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Lai Wang was Wang Xifeng's companion brought from the Wang family, but he was just a slave. Even with his 80 courages, he didn't dare to do this unlawful thing alone.

Could it be that Wang Xifeng is starting to make loan sharks from now on?

This ghost woman is really a house-ruiner who knows nothing about heaven and earth!

Jia An frowned and said:

"Third Master, the interest rate collected by Laiwang is 30% higher than that of others. I heard from neighbors that he forced more than one poor family in Beicheng to sell their sons and daughters..."

Jia Cong's face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with tears: "Have you asked carefully? Did anyone lose their lives?"

There are definitely not many poor people who can pay back such high interest rates due to loan sharking and interest compounding.

It's okay if no one is killed. In the future, it will just appease the suffering owner and pay for it.

Once a human life is lost, it will be a disaster. When the incident happens, Wang Xifeng will shed her skin even if she is dead.

As husband and wife become one, it is inevitable that Jia Lian will be implicated.

Even if Wang Xifeng brought it upon himself, how innocent is Jia Lian?

Jia An shook his head: "When we saw Laiwang yesterday, it was already late, so we didn't find out that much."

Jia Cong raised his head and took a sip of water: "Tomorrow you go to Beicheng to inquire carefully. It's best to get real evidence."

Jia An nodded repeatedly: "Understood."

It's now the winter month, and the weather in Shenjing is getting colder every day.

The wind suddenly picked up in the afternoon and the temperature dropped suddenly.

Jia Cong was full of worries and went back to his room to rest after lunch.

"The wind has turned, and I'm afraid it's going to snow tomorrow. You two go get some silver frost charcoal and bring back the charcoal basin. Don't let me freeze, brother."

Hearing Mother Feng instructing Xiao Cui'er and Xiao Hong to do things in the corridor, Jia Cong put aside the matter of Wang Xifeng's secret loan sharking and couldn't help but chuckle.

It took me a long time to come to Rongguofu, but it was only when I was around these close people that I felt like I was truly alive.

Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
To be continued...