[027] Daiyu: I want to advance and retreat with you
As soon as Jia Zhen finished speaking, Lin Daiyu snorted coldly: "If Brother Qian Chen leaves, then I will leave too. I will advance and retreat with him!"
Although her voice was not loud, she was still heard by the people around her.
Jia Zhen looked at Lin Daiyu in surprise. He knew that Lin Daiyu was Lin Ruhai's daughter and Jia Mu's granddaughter. For the sake of Lin Ruhai and Jia Mu, he really didn't dare to offend her.
Strange! Why did this little girl suddenly become so angry?
How could she have such a close relationship with Jia Chen when she had only been in Rong Mansion for a short time?
At the same time, Jia Chen also heard Lin Daiyu's words, his heart felt warm, and his eyes looking at Lin Daiyu were full of tenderness and sweetness.
At this time, Jia Mu suddenly said:
"On a big day, don't rush people away. Doing so will drive away the blessings as well."
Jia Zhen frowned. It seemed that the old lady wanted to help her granddaughter!
The old lady is the biggest supporter of the Ningrong House now. He cannot disobey the old lady in front of so many guests. Otherwise, he will destroy the prestige of the Jia family in public.
As long as the old lady lives for one day, the Jia family will not be destroyed.
Thinking of this, although Jia Zhen was very reluctant, her face was full of smiles and she complimented:
"What the old lady said is true. Today is a happy day, and peace should be valued."
Mother Jia nodded slightly, turned to look at Jia Chen, and asked with a kind smile:
"Our Jia family has eight houses in Beijing and has many descendants. I am old and useless. My eyesight is blurred, my ears are deaf, and my memory is gone. You are a bit unfamiliar to me. What is your name?
Whose son is this? How old is he this year?"
Jia Chen saluted with neither humility nor arrogance:
"My grandson, Jia Chen, wishes to greet the old lady. I am the only son of Jia Chen, the sixth eldest son, and I am nine years old this year."
Jia Mu frowned slightly, her eyes looking thoughtful. After a moment, her brows relaxed, and she suddenly realized:
"It turns out that you are Jia Laoliu's son. You are nothing like your father. I didn't expect that Jia Laoliu was short-lived, but he raised such a promising child like you!"
In front of so many people, Jia's mother would naturally not tell the cause of Jia Laoliu's death.
Jia Mu continued:
"Just now you said, what kind of book did you write? Although I don't read much, I also know how difficult it is to write a book. You are only nine years old and you can write a book. You can be called a young talent, and you can be considered one of us.
He is the best among the descendants of the Jia family."
Jia Chen said modestly:
"The old lady was overly praised, and Chen'er really didn't deserve it. He just wrote an enlightening book in his spare time called "Disciples' Regulations"."
Jia Mu smiled and said:
"You don't have to be too modest. Most of the descendants of Ning Rong's second house are incompetent, and it's rare that a descendant like you is born.
Others say that I care about the poor and the weak. I am really ashamed. I did not take good care of you before, which was my negligence. If you need anything in the future, or if you have been wronged, you can come to me and I will make the decision for you!"
"Thank you, old lady!" Jia Chen was so smart that he immediately realized that the old lady's words contained hidden meanings. The underlying message was actually to hit Jia Zhen, warning Jia Zhen not to harm him again. At the same time, he also showed his goodwill and expressed his intention.
Be your own supporter.
Jia Chen assessed the situation and knew that it would be difficult to overthrow Jia Zhen with today's events. After all, Jia Zhen was the patriarch of the Jia family and held a high position of power, so it was not easy to overthrow her.
But not everything was gained today. Firstly, it was to show Jia Zhen's strength and let Jia Zhen know that she was strong enough to protect herself and even fight back, so that he would not dare to act rashly again in the future.
Secondly, it was the support of Jia's mother, which deterned Jia Zhen and his men.
Gentleman's revenge, not too late for ten years, Jia Chen has the patience of supercitage and vulgarity. When he is slaughtered for the official, after Fenghou worships the phase, it is not too late to clean up Jia Zhen.
After Jia Chen thought about it, he suddenly waved a sword.
"ah!"
With a scream that stopped abruptly, the masked people's head fell to the ground, and the bones rolled out for nearly a perm, and blood spurted out of the neck.
The guests were exclaimed, but I did not expect that the little doll would suddenly kill.
It wasn't until this time that the guests suddenly realized that most of the corpses in the pear woods in Fangyuan Garden were killed by Jia Chen. No wonder those corpses were sword injury. Only one corpse was in the mouth. It is estimated that it is estimated that it is estimated.
Only this person was shot and killed by a bow and arrow.
Jia Xun noticed that the people around him looked at themselves, and the old faces were shameful. It seems that everyone has guessed that the people who fight the thief in Huifang Garden are not themselves, but Jia Chen.
Seeing Jia Chen's sword and beheading, Lin Daiyu was so frightened, but quickly calmed down.
If she changed her killing, she would definitely be disgusted.
However, after this time, Lin Daiyu believed that Jia Chen was a well -known and righteous good person. He would never kill innocent innocence. The person he killed must be a rape.
Wang Xifeng was horrified, and was a little scared. He just had a bad attitude towards Jia Chen and wanted to push him out. Now think that it is really a cold back and numb scalp. If he annoy him, it will lose his head.
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Mother Jia was also secretly shocked, but her eyes flashed with appreciation. Just now Jia Chen was decisive and the style of style was tough. It actually reminded Jia Mother Jia Daishan. When the Rongguo was in the world, she also followed Jia.
Chen kills the fruits like a decision, masculine domineering.
Unexpectedly, there was none of the descendants of Rongfu, but there was no one like Rong Guogong.
Unexpectedly, the Jia family rejuvenated the door and reappearing the hope of Rongguang.
Mother Jia had a lot of emotions, and her heart was ups and downs. She couldn't help but glance at Jia Chen.
Jia Chen leaned over and pinched the masked assassin's hair, lifted the head, and walked straight to Jia Zhen who was scared, and said softly in the soft band:
"Brother Zhen, I misunderstood it just now. I blame this treacherous thief to shake his lips and tongue. Our brothers and our brothers. I will give you his head. I hope you keep in mind about today and maintain the relationship between our brothers.
! ""
Now that he couldn't use the assassination to bring down Jia Zhen, he could only take this masked assassin to the government. Jia Zhen was extremely wide in the officialdom.
Instead, it is better to kill the masked assassin on the spot, kill the chickens and monkeys, and let Jia Zhen know his iron blood method to deter him.
In fact, Jia Zhen is more timid than Jiachen's imagination.
Looking at the bloody person's head, Jia Zhen was creepy and almost scared.
Take a deep breath and try to suppress the panic heartbeat, Jia Zhen laughed:
"The Chen Brothers said very much. Although we are not brothers, we are better than brothers. In the future, the Chen brothers are the matter of foolish brothers. As for the head, the brother's heart is led.
Jia Chen threw his head to Jia Zhen's feet, scaring Jia Zhen like a fried cat, screaming and juming in two steps.
The guests have exposed the disdainful color. The Jia family is chief, and the hereditary Sanpin Juewie, Jia Zhen, is timid as a mouse.
Jia mother's face was dark, and Ning Rong's second government was in the same branches. Jia Zhen not only lost the face of Ning Guofu, but also lost the face of Rong Guofu.
Lin Daiyu's eyes flickered with admiration and respect. Just now Jia Chen's domineering words and deeds were full of masculinity and bravery of the man, let Lin Daiyu's heart shook the flag and dumped it.
Staring at Jia Zhen's fear of fear and fear, Jia Chen sneered:
"Brother Zhen, should we count the account of" Disciples "?"