Jia's mother almost didn't make the same mistake as Emperor Yongtai's disciple Tang. She was so angry that she vomited blood due to Jia She's rude and disrespectful words.

After a long while, she managed to suppress the blood boiling in her chest.

Looking at Jia Zheng, who was like a quail under Jia She's hands, he took a deep breath.

"Boss, let go of your brother first and talk to him if you have anything to say..."

She knew that Jia She had always been a hustler, and it might not be possible to kill Jia Zheng, but it would not be difficult at all to cause Jia Zheng to be slightly injured.

Jia She threw his hand and threw Jia Zheng back on the seat.

"Nothing to say!"

"It's late at night and the snow is heavy. I won't be leaving two of you for a while. Please come back!"

Jia Zheng smoothed out his wrinkled front, which had been grabbed by Jia She, and looked embarrassed and sad.

Obviously, the Rongxi Hall and Rongguo Patriarch's Seal that he has been thinking about will not come back this time.

Even now, Jia She doesn't even bother to listen to Jia Mu's words.

He is no longer the big brother who could be suppressed by the word filial piety.

"Mom, it's late at night, let's go back..."

Jia Zheng sighed deeply, with deep disappointment and loneliness hidden in his tone.

The snow tonight was falling more and more densely, and it was so heavy that he seemed to be suffocated...

He didn't understand at all why the last time a mere bastard was injured seemed to ignite Jia She's fighting spirit.

Makes everything different.

After Jia Mu and Jia Zheng left, Jia Cong immediately ran out of the Nuan Pavilion and hugged Jia She's arm.

"Dad, you are so awesome!"

Jia She raised his head and looked at the large clumps of snowflakes in the night sky.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "If I had given up my extravagant desire for her earlier, your aunt, eldest brother, and biological mother might still be alive today..."

Jia Cong naturally knew that the woman Jia She was referring to was Jia's mother.

Over the years, Jia She has been willing to stay dormant and tolerate every possible means. Firstly, the great changes in the past have made him despair, and secondly, all he wants is a little sympathy from his biological mother.

That night, Madman Wang revealed the truth that Jia's mother was involved in the deaths of Zhang and Jia Hu, which really chilled him to the core.

Hearing the sadness and sadness in Jia She's tone, Jia Cong couldn't help but feel sour in his heart and burst into tears.

"Dad, it's all over, right?"

Jia She gently touched the soft hair on the top of Jia Cong's head, sighed, and said nothing.

Yes, it’s all over.

We have to keep walking on this road.

He couldn't really just watch the great Rongguo Mansion fall into a situation where the white snow was so clean.

…………………………

In the east, Daming Palace.

Emperor Yongtai's disciple Tang leaned on the soft couch and slowly opened his eyes. His face looked much better than when he vomited blood in the afternoon.

Sitting on the brocade pier next to her is a woman with a head full of pearls, a slender body, and a beautiful appearance.

The right hand is placed on the delicate chin, frowning.

Only if you look closely can you see a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes and a few streaks of silver hair on her temples, which shows that she is already very old.

"Yan'er, what time is it?"

Of course, this woman is Concubine Zhen, who has been doted on by Emperor Yongtai's disciple Tang for most of her life.

"It's the fourth update. Your Majesty, would you like to import ginseng soup?"

Concubine Zhen was so happy when she heard Emperor Yongtai's disciple Tang speak, that her entire face suddenly shone with light.

She looks more and more beautiful.

Emperor Yongtai's disciple Tang shook his head, slightly raised his voice and called: "Dai Quan?"

Dai Quan's figure flashed out from the corner: "The old slave is here."

"That bastard Jia Laosan made me so angry that I vomited blood, so why don't we just go back?"

"You didn't even go to Xinei to see his mother?"

Emperor Yongtai was angry and hated Jia She again because of what happened that year, but he still regarded Jia She as the child who had called him "Father" for more than ten years.

Perhaps even he himself was not aware of this.

Dai Quan shook his head gently: "Jia Enhou did not go to Xi Nei, but returned directly to Rong Mansion with his son in his arms."

"Yes, the emperor sent Qi Youlu to him."

The face of Emperor Yongtai's disciple Tang was hidden under the shadow of many tents, and he sighed slowly: "I'll give it to you, as long as the old Qi dog doesn't move, it's not a big deal. What else?"

When Dai Quan heard the words "Qi Laogou", the corner of his mouth twitched secretly several times.

After a pause, he continued: "The news just came from the inner guard. Jia Shi and Jia Zheng tried to break into Marquis Jia En's study, but were kicked out by the Qilin Guards."

"Qilin Guard? Where did the third child get the Qilin Guard? He was just fooling his eccentric mother and idiot brother!"

Emperor Yongtai's disciple Zang sneered sneered: "Jia Daishan had a great reputation all his life, but he accidentally married such a house-wrecking mother-in-law who does not distinguish between elder and younger. Haha."

"Let's see, there will be chaos in the Jia family in the future."

In his heart, no matter how bad Jia She is, he is still the adopted son of a man who once worked with the prince, and is ten times and a hundred times better than that wimp Jia Zheng.

Concubine Zhen pursed her red lips, lowered her head and said nothing.

Before she entered the palace, she had a very good relationship with Jia Mu, who was several years older than her, and they were considered close friends.

At this time, when I heard Emperor Yongtai's disciple Tang commenting on Jia Mu, I was naturally unhappy in my heart, but there was no color on my face.

He just sat quietly aside, pretending not to care at all what Emperor Yongtai's master and servant said.

After a while, I heard Emperor Yongtai whisper again:

"Dai Quan, remember to go to Jia's Mansion in two days to issue an edict, and give him a good scolding for me!"

Dai Quan was slightly stunned.

Is this just to let Jia She go gently?

No title, no dismissal, or even a fine?

How many days will it take to even get scolded?

Emperor Yongtai's disciple Zang laughed softly, and in the shadow of the curtain, his smile contained a bit of inexplicable madness.

"This is enough, but I'm still waiting to see the excitement in his backyard!"

If only the father and son of his Tian family are fighting each other, what’s the fun in the disharmony between husband and wife?

Mr. Jia Shi, Mr. Jia Shi, I have high hopes for you. You must never let me down!

In the next two days, everyone in Kyoto was waiting for the reaction of the old saint in the Daming Palace in the east to Jia She.

However, there was no silence over Tutang, Emperor Yongtai, as if the incident of vomiting blood and coma had never happened.

Wang, who was imprisoned in the Buddhist hall to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name, first received the news that Jia She had wronged the Supreme Emperor, and she fulfilled her wish.

I wish the old saint would immediately send out the Royal Guards to take Jia She to Caishikou and execute him in Lingchi.

Later, I learned that Jia Mu and Jia She had gone to the East Courtyard and failed, and that they had no hope of leaving the Buddhist hall again. They couldn't help but cursed that the sky has no eyes.

"Why didn't God strike down this rebellious bastard?!"

The next day, even Jia Cong couldn't help but made a special trip to ask Jia She: "Dad, that old lunatic in Daming Palace didn't react at all?"

"What does he want to do?"

After all, Jia She has been dealing with the royal family for half his life.

Wei Wei sneered and said: "The old madman's favorite thing to do is cat and mouse, playing hard to get and other tricks."

"Just wait, within three days, your father and I will be scolded, but there will be no other punishment."

Jia Cong looked at his cheap dad in disbelief.

"That's it?"

Emperor Yongtai's psychology really cannot be evaluated by normal people.

Sure enough.

Three days later in the morning, Rongguo Mansion once again became the most eye-catching presence in the entire Shenjing.

A bright and yellow edict came from the Daming Palace in the east, and Emperor Yongtai's disciple Tang cursed Jia She from head to toe.

But there is no real punishment at all, not even a symbolic ban or salary.
To be continued...