August fourteenth.

Before dawn, a group of carriages and horses hurried out of Ningrong Street and headed west towards Chang'an Gate.

at the same time.

In a nearby narrow alley, Hu Shuanzhu found a closed door. After confirming that there was no one around, he immediately crouched down and groped through the crack in the door.

After touching the purse and wine bottle that he had put there all night, his expression suddenly changed and he got up and flew away.

And in another alley.

Ni Er waited until daylight and saw that Laishun still hadn't come to keep his appointment, so he turned back home with a sullen face.

When he came in, he saw his brothers gathering outside to gamble. Without saying a word, he stepped up and kicked the table over.

Immediately afterwards, Ni Er looked around with a tigerish face, and then ordered without any doubt: "Lu Qi, take two people to the newspaper offices I mentioned last time, and urge them to bring the things they sent earlier.

Print it out as soon as possible! The fourth child will stay at home and the rest of the gangsters will bring their masks and follow me!"

These people have been used by him for a long time, and he has taken care of them even more recently, so he naturally had nothing to say after hearing this.

Now they all go their separate ways.

In addition to those who stayed behind and those who were sent elsewhere, about seven or eight men took possession of the guy, put on straw hats, face masks and other items, and followed Ni Er out of the west corridor.

After hurriedly and slowly arriving at the gate of the Ministry of War Yamen, Ni Er found a nearby tea stall and sat on the roadside staring at the gate of the Yamen without blinking.

"Second brother."

At this time, the subordinates were a little panicked. They did not hesitate to kill people and set fires, but what was the point of staring at the yamen door?

"If an old man comes over later and yells that he wants to attack the prince, you will keep a close eye on him. If no one stops him, just pay him back. If someone comes out to stop him..."

After saying half of the package, seeing everyone's expressions of panic, Ni Er couldn't help scolding: "Damn it! Are you afraid of a bird? I'm not talking about official duties, but his family's enemies are coming to stop him!"

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief and started making noises again.

After calming his men, Ni Er seemed calm and turned his gaze back to the yamen door, but in fact his hands were filled with cold sweat.

Although the people in Ningguo Mansion are not official servants, they are probably more difficult to offend than official servants!

But on the one hand, he had received great kindness from his family, and on the other hand, he had a life-threatening matter in Lai Wang's hands. No matter how uneasy he felt, he could only bite the bullet now.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, a simple car parked at the entrance of the military department. Immediately afterwards, Jiao Da, who was wearing a sixth-grade official uniform, slowly got down from the car and shouted energetically: "Yes."

Are you out of breath? I want to give my godson a title!"

Mr. Ni did not expect that the old man would be so grand. He was so frightened that he stood up and stared at the door of the yamen. Even his temples and eyebrows were sweating.

Fortunately, what he was worried about did not happen.

Jiao Da showed his yellow official certificate, and soon two green petty officials came out of it. They were amazed and welcomed the white-haired old man into the Yamen.

Ni Er sat back down on the bench with a pop, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.

At this time, the subordinates also noticed something strange, and asked cautiously: "Second brother, the old man has already gone in, let's..."

"Walk!"

Ni Er thought of the errands he had to do next and jumped up: "Go and see if those newspapers have been printed!"

With the level of industry these days, newspapers cannot be printed so quickly.

Ni Er and a dozen of his subordinates waited until around three o'clock in the afternoon to get more than 2,000 newspapers from several newspapers.

Ni Er immediately ordered them to push them on small carts and distribute them to places in the inner city where people talk too much.

Because it was distributed free of charge and the title was eye-catching, many people were talking about it in the streets by evening.

As the news continued to spread, the matter finally reached Ning Guo Mansion.

…………

Snap!

Jia Zhen slapped a shoddy newspaper on the table and said angrily: "What a slave dog, why did you say that Jiao Da was spending the summer in Rehe, but it turned out that he wanted to build a plank road to infiltrate Chen Cang!"

Jia Qiang on the side was also shocked and angry. He tried his best to finally get rid of the sour and jealous Jia Rong.

This is Jia Zhen's "joy". Who would have thought that such bad news would come!

"master!"

He asked anxiously: "What should we do?! Since Jiao Da has already gone to the Ministry of War to report, how can this title still fall to me?!"

"Why panic? The sky won't fall?!"

Jia Zhen lowered her head and scolded, then pointed at Jia Rong and shouted: "Take people to the Ministry of War to remove the matter of attacking the prince, and then give me the explanation and bring him back!"

He told others not to panic, but in fact he himself had already become confused.

Jia Rong's face turned bitter when he heard this, and he said sarcastically: "Isn't this possible? If the Ministry of War is not run by our family, why would we let it go..."

"Just say that Jiao Da is crazy, or else he was deceived by Lai Jia!"

Jia Zhen yelled a few more words, panted heavily and stared, pacing back and forth in the room.

Jia Rong hesitated several times, saying that this method probably wouldn't work, but she was afraid of being angry with her father.

I had no choice but to shrink my neck like a stupid goose and stand there blankly as the background.

After a long time like this, Jia Zhen finally regained some of her senses, frowned and said, "Forget it, I'll go take a look myself and see if there's any room for change."

After a pause, he probably felt that there was not much hope, and gritted his teeth and said: "Even if the process of seizing the title cannot be withdrawn, it will not be so easy to inherit the title!"

Jia Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jia Qiang was anxious. She pulled Jia Zhen's sleeve and said, "Sir, where is my title?"

Jia Zhen patted the back of his hand gently and said comfortingly: "My son, please relax. If it doesn't work this time, I will also donate to you for a good job in the future."

"How can the donated official position be..."

Jia Qiang originally wanted to complain that the donated errands were all in vain, how could they be worth the hereditary title. Halfway through the sentence, she remembered that Jia Rong was present, so she quickly changed her words: "Didn't I say before that if this title falls away, we will

Has the family’s face been lost? Now..."

"Don't worry, this title won't fall by the wayside!"

Jia Zhen gritted her teeth and said, "If it really doesn't work, I will..."

Halfway through his harsh words, he got stuck.

If it were just Jiao Da who went to the Ministry of War to submit an application, it would not be a problem to do something with the Jia family's connections.

But now that the city is in turmoil, and the Ministry of War is trying to stop them, they may not be willing to help.

But he didn't bother to talk to Jia Qiang about these inside stories. He just said like coaxing a child: "My son, you wait at home while I ask Lao Lu from the Ministry of War for an explanation!"

After saying that, he left Jia Rong and Jia Qiang behind, ordered Lai Sheng to prepare a carriage, and hurried to the home of the Minister of War.

Halfway through, Jia Zhen was thinking about how to speak after meeting Lu Shangshu, when suddenly the carriage came to a sudden stop.

He was caught off guard and almost rolled out of the carriage.

Jia Zhen was furious because of this. She raised the car curtain and was about to yell, but she saw a postman at the street in front. He was trying hard to rein in the reins and yelled: "Quickly give way, quicky yield, I'm here."

We have eight hundred miles to expedite the military situation, there is no room for delay!"

Hearing that it was 'military information', Jia Zhen's heart moved. She hurriedly ordered the slaves to get out of the way, and ordered Lai Sheng to go over and ask what happened.

Not long after, when the postman left in a hurry, Lai Sheng came back and reported.

After hearing this, Jia Zhen looked ecstatic, patted the carport and laughed loudly: "God is really helping me! Hurry up, hurry up, get on the road. If you go later, Lao Lu may not be able to take care of it."
Chapter completed!