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Jia Jue came in and saw Zijuan on the ground holding a golden bowl and ironing clothes. Daiyu was sitting on the kang and bent down with scissors and cutting something.

Jia Jue smiled and said, "What are sisters doing? I don't know what kind of thing is being killed, and I'm sorry to see you."

Daiyu ignored her and just cut her.

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Jia Jue blinked and looked at Zijuan again, "Good bird, stop ironing it, pour your good tea into the bowl and I will eat it."

"Where is good? Let's go back and let your Qingwen soak in it." Zijuan gave him a blank look, made up the silk, and continued to burn the horns.

Jia Jue hurriedly came up and said, "Good Zijuan, just give me a bowl. Qingwen is so angry that you don't know. When she doesn't let me make tea for her, I'll burn incense."

Zijuan was also funny when she heard this. While continuing to iron the silk, she said with a smile.

"Why is it as powerful as the Second Master said? But if I want to tell me, you are too arrogant. Although the family has always been generous to us, the ladies and masters are all sneering as sisters, but they are not as good as the Second Master in your yard...

Now that you have become the patriarch, your little hoof is becoming more and more attractive, and you should set rules for her."

Jia Jue was shocked when he heard this! "Set rules for her? Just that firecracker, I couldn't rub any sand in my eyes, and I just clamored to go home when I saw the sky. What can I do?

Baoyu came before, and when he saw him, he thought I was so harsh and wanted me to ask for it! As a result, she scolded me and left in shame. Sister Zijuan, if you have this ability, you can do your best for heaven. I respect you as a naked hero on the mountain!"

"It's so good, the second master joked with me again?" Zijuan snorted coldly, and went to iron her clothes himself, ignoring Jia Jue anymore.

"Sister Zijuan, let me iron it. Just go and pour me a bowl of tea. It's so unrestrained. I just ate too much wine and I'm really thirsty now." As he said that, Jia Jue hurriedly came up to pull it up.

"Second Master, please respect me, don't touch me... Forget it! So, rest, I'll go now."

Zijuan broke away from Jia Jue, frowned, and threw the golden bowl to the side, and then went to pour tea.

"Click...Click!"

The sound of cutting scissors was heard in my ears became louder and louder. Daiyu didn't know that she was going to send Zijuan away again and sneered, "Don't pay attention to him, it'll be fine in a while."

Jia Jue was embarrassed when he heard this, and he was puzzled for a while, how could his sister know this?

Frowning, he still urged Zijuan to pour tea. Zijuan couldn't stand him, so he went there, so he came over and looked at Daiyu...

"My sister is becoming more capable and can even cut."

Daiyu smiled and handed the sachet that was cut in her hand to Jia Jue, "Brother Jue doesn't need to coax me. I can cut it any way I can. It's just because I'm just cutting it out. Brother, don't pay attention to me. After a while, it'll be fine..."

Jia Jue was frightened and his throat was a little astringent, "Why haven't Zijuan's tea come yet?"

As he said that, he saw Daiyu cut it again, so he had to laugh, "Good sister, you can rest too. Let's go out for a walk, and I'll cut it when I come back?"

Lin Daiyu always ignores it.

"Crack...Crack..."

Jia Jue felt a little nervous when he heard this, and he smiled bitterly and gave up resisting, "Good sister, please spare me, I won't dare."

Daiyu then lifted the scissors in her hand and sneered at him, "It's funny to say this? What am I going to spare? What's wrong with you? I don't know?"

Jia Jue smiled with a gunshot face. Just as he was about to explain, he saw Zijuan running in again in panic and hurriedly calling Jia Jue.

"Second Master, go quickly. Master Jing sent someone to call me and asked you to go over and see him immediately!"

Jia Jue: "..."

Daiyu: “…”

Jia Jue was shocked when he heard this and quickly retreated, "What's going on? What else do you say?"

Zijuan just shook her head, "I didn't say anything, but I vaguely heard that the man seemed to have returned with the master."

When Jia Jue heard this, he could guess eight points in his heart. He thought he was confused. He was proud yesterday, why did he believe Jia She's evil? He really let him go? This matter must be explained clearly, and there will be ghosts...

"Good sister, please take more responsibility. I'll go out and admit my mistakes with you when I come back."

As he said that, he rushed out and Daiyu snorted at him, "Amitabha! I'm leaving. I'll die when I come back."

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But Jia Jue came out and met the person who was passing the message outside. He was the old Taoist who was jealous of money.

The two of them were already familiar with each other. The old Taoist family's surname was Ren, so Jia Jue often called him Ren Lao Taoist.

After a brief greeting, Jia Jue held his hand affectionately, "Do you know what the situation is?"

The old master Ren understood naturally, and said with a smile, "Second Master, come with me, it's nothing big."

Jia Jue then relaxed and asked Lai Fu to prepare a carriage and headed to Xuanzhen Temple.

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Not long after, I went to the Star Picking Platform. Jia Jue was still hesitating, but he heard a clear shout from inside, "Entering but not going, retreating but not going, hesitating, but why?"

Jia Jue took a deep breath, quickly tidied up his clothes, pushed the door open, and bowed, "Unfidious son Jue, pay homage to my father!"

Jia Jing was still sitting upright on the futon in the middle, wearing a purple cloud pattern high-tech feather suit, eight treasures and two rituals jade belts on his waist, and Tai Chi Yin and Yang Soap Boots. His posture was almost the same as when he came last time...

His eyes opened and closed, looking at Jia Jue, and after a while, he said, "Get up, Jue'er is now the leader of the clan. You don't have to be polite to see me in the future."

Jia Jue only lowered his head and never raised it for a long time, "Son... I dare not!"

Jia Jing shook his head and pondered for a long time before asking, "Why."

"Son...unfilial!"

It was another long silence...

"The blessings of the great Heavenly Lord! Well, I am a person outside the world. I care about your civilized affairs, so why bother to come!"

With a long sigh, Jia Jing's eyes were a little complicated, "Je'er has always been sensible, and he should know that he is unwilling to see someone his father does not want to see!"

"Don't worry, my father, the Duke's Mansion and the title will not move, so the clan leader's reputation will only be temporarily borrowed for three years. As for Rong'er...

He was really wrong about this matter and was unstable. He sent it to the Northeast for some training. In three years, the eldest brother could send someone to pick him up."

"That's it...well. Get up, Jue'er has become the leader of the Jia family. How happy would your mother be if she knew about it?" Jia Jingfu looked at it carefully again, smiled with relief, but tears were on the corners of her eyes...

Jia Jue also smiled and said in a narrow-minded manner, "I dare not tell my mother. She was so scared that she was so scared that she knew. She just thought that the disaster was coming. How could we, mother and son, dare to rush to the wealth of the Jia family?"

Jia Jing: “…”

He glared at Jia Jue angrily and talked about the topic, "Although the patriarch's responsibilities are heavy, it cannot last long. Jue'er must not lose his big picture and neglect his studies because of small things..."

Jia Jue said he didn't dare, and Jia Jing nodded slightly, "Please take me to read the article I wrote recently."

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Chapter completed!