Chapter 11 A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step(1/2)
From beginning to end, Jia Cong didn't say a word.
Because he understands that others don't need him to say anything.
Continue to deepen the misery?
Not needed.
Because what others care about is not his life or death.
What others care about is just the rules to protect their interests and status.
A nanny and a servant dare to abuse a master like this, even if he is the most unsuccessful and has a false reputation, this behavior also violates the fundamental interests of the masters.
It's enough to let them see this!
As for him, Jia Cong, it is already disgusting to "provoke" these right and wrong.
If you complain endlessly, it might be even more displeasing, and it will cause more twists and turns.
Therefore, Jia Cong just let the "facts" be unintentionally revealed by Jia Huan, and just watched the direction of the situation.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly...
Of course, in fact, this strategy is not very clever.
There are many loopholes, the biggest loophole is Jia Huan's exaggerated performance...
On weekdays, Jia Zheng glared at him and he could lie down.
But today Jia Huan repeatedly contradicted it, which is absolutely unusual.
It’s not that no one doubted it, Wang Xifeng had become suspicious.
However, looking at Jia Cong's shocking scars, it is impossible to fake it.
At least it wouldn't be a fake that a nine-year-old could make.
Then I took the "needlework" he had just made, and the stitches were fine and detailed...
It really makes people have no way of doubting anything.
Even if there is a problem, it is just Jia Cong and Jia Huan, who are crudely trying to sue.
Although one is exaggerated and the other is dull, no one doubts the authenticity of the complaint.
When several healthy nannies, on the order of Jia Mu, carried the drunken and unconscious Qin Xian family from the place where the servants lived, and even found the "weapon" that committed the crime, a stick with a few strands of clothes...
No more to say anything.
Without saying a word, Jia Mu and others left the Chuanhua Gate, got into the carriage, horse, mule and sedan chair, and returned to Rongguo Mansion.
If they interfere in the next thing, they will really not have any face left for the big room.
In fact, the decency of the big house today has been lost.
Today is still the day of Jia She’s birthday.
...
Jia She raised his hand high and flashed a few times to kill him.
He looked at Mrs. Xing, who was frightened and timid, and said angrily: "How do you manage your home? What kind of balloons do you use?
Your eyes are blind?"
He looked at Jia Cong, who was still standing next to the rockery with his head down, and said angrily: "Why didn't this bitch kill the little beast directly? It would save you from being embarrassed!"
When Mrs. Xing heard this, she glared at Jia Cong in disgust, and then cursed in a low voice: "Missing..."
However, for Jia Cong, who was already covered in bruises and was terrible, neither Jia She nor Mrs. Xing, he had the intention to continue to practice the law.
It’s not that I can’t bear it, but I just feel that I’m really beaten to death, which makes people even more funny.
Therefore, Jia She waved his hand in disgust and said, "Why don't you get in quickly? Why are you standing here?
I am not covered in my body, as despicable as your dead ghost mother, and I don’t know any etiquette.
Get out of here, don't let me see you again, it will dirty my eyes carefully."
When Jia Cong heard this, he said nothing and turned around and walked towards the ear room behind the rockery.
The straight and straight back is also crisscrossing scars.
Seeing the scars and remembering today's shame, Jia She became more and more angry. He pointed at the Qin Xian family who was still drunk on the ground, and shouted to Jia Lian who was waiting carefully, "What are you waiting for?"
Drag this slutty maid out for me and beat me hard!
Beat half to death and drive it away!
You are also a blind beast. You can't even see such a pickled thing at home.
Why, I really want to be your second uncle's son?
You are the one who is a balloon!”
Jia Lian was so depressed that he had nothing to do with him?
But I could only complain a few words in my heart, and I didn't even dare to repay a single word.
He felt the hatred of Qin Xian's family in his heart, and quickly greeted the servants behind him who were standing bent and dragged down the Qin Xian's family who was still drunk on the ground and sleeping soundly.
When I arrived outside the second gate, there was not much time before the movement started.
First, he hummed, then started to scream. Finally, the greater the clamor, the more it became, the more it became the more pig killing...
...
Rongguo Mansion, Jia Mu's Courtyard, Rongqing Hall.
"Tell me, what's going on? I dare to lie, be careful with your skin!"
After returning from the East Road Courtyard, Jia Zheng asked Jia Huan to kneel down in front of Jia Mu and others.
Who is stupid to live in the Duke's Mansion?
Which one can you hide from Jia Huan’s rough performance?
Grandmother Jia sat on the soft couch on the high platform of the upper hall, leaning against a brocade, and the mandarin duck gently beat her legs.
However, Jia Mu's expression was not relaxed.
Once you enter the Marquis’ gate, it is like a deep sea, not a vernacular sentence.
The situation of the Jia family is particularly complicated.
Because he didn't like Jia She's arrogant and stubborn, and he had done something wrong, he pressed him tightly in the East Road Courtyard and could not move.
But after all, Jia She was the eldest son of Jia Daishan, the country's Xianrong Kingdom, and was the inheritor of his title.
Although in order to cover up the verbal talk, he brought his eldest son Jia Lian here and took charge of the housekeeping with his wife Wang Xifeng.
It is also another way to be a big housekeeper, but...
Still can't hold back people's hearts.
well.
Jia Mu sighed softly in her heart, feeling a headache about this complicated situation.
The second housekeeper is still not well-known and has a bad word.
And below, Jia Huan has already started confessing...
"Jia Cong can make tricks, he can turn two copper coins into six.
He can also write the word "leaves" on the paper and then "deng'er" it, and he can take the leaves off the paper!
He can become a living rabbit..."
As he spoke, Jia Huan even forgot about his nervousness and immersed in a beautiful memory, his saliva was almost flowing down.
Jia Zhengzhi was amused and angry, and gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn the evil, have I asked you these things? I'll ask you what happened today?"
After Jia Huan was interrupted, his little body hunched down again, dejected, but he didn't dare not answer, and said, "Master, is it... Jia Cong asked his son to do him a favor."
"So you join forces with him to lie?!"
Jia Zhengli shouted.
Seeing that he was angry, everyone else held their breath, and Jia Baoyu almost hid his head in his arms.
Jia Huan shook his little body in a frightened manner and said hurriedly: "Master, my son is really not lying. Jia Cong was beaten hard by his nanny..."
Today, Jia Huan believed the scars on Jia Cong's body, who knew a little inside story...
At this time, Wang Xifeng interrupted: "Since you are not lying, what are you doing today? Didn't Jia Cong say that the king asked his minister to die, and the minister had to die?"
As soon as these words were spoken, many people's eyes immediately became wrong.
Yes, since this archway has been established, we shouldn't have appeared like this today.
What is this?
Some people think about Jia Cong's origin, and they even dislike it even more...
To be continued...