"What's going on? Let's talk about it as we walk!"
Jia Rong's face was as dark as water, and he walked out of the corner gate of Ning Mansion with a knife on his waist.
Beside him was Jia Qiang, who looked panicked.
Behind them were ten strong guards, holding wooden sticks and looking fierce.
He didn't expect that his hunch would be so accurate.
Feeling uneasy, something happened to my dear Jia Zhen that day.
Although his face was full of anxiety, his heart was calm.
He has been waiting for this day for more than half a year.
It's not that he is vicious, but Jia Zhen's performance in the past six months is definitely not a qualified clan leader and head of the Ning Mansion.
He spends his days drunkenly and drunkenly, and from time to time he invites a bunch of dandies to come to his house to have fun.
If it were just like that, it would naturally be nothing. He would be nothing more than a standard dandy and a prodigal son.
The key is that this guy is secretly involved with the great eunuch in the palace and some unknown beings outside.
Although Jia Rong cannot release the power of his soul, his perception is extremely sharp.
As long as he is willing, Jia Zhen's every move cannot escape his perception even though they are dozens of meters away.
Originally, Jia Rong didn't have any special feeling. It was normal for the head of the Ning Mansion to have some secrets.
But when he found out that Jia Shi had secretly contacted Qin Ye, the engineer from the Ministry of Industry, he knew that a very secret line in the story of the Red Mansion was about to open.
Regarding Qin Keqing, Jia Rong's attitude was dispensable.
But he absolutely couldn't tolerate it. Jia Zhen sold him in a hurry when he didn't know anything.
I'm sorry, please give Jia Zhen a rest.
When Mr. Zhao talks about it, he has been continuously extracting the luck from Jia Zhen.
As time went by, and Jia Zhen herself failed to live up to her expectations, all she had left was her basic luck.
But this time, that is, today, he noticed that Jia Zhen's fundamental luck had been shaken, and he had doubts in his heart, so he sent Jia Qiang over to watch.
Unexpectedly, something really happened.
"Brother Rong is like this..."
Jia Qiang was so flustered at this time that she didn't dare to hide anything and just poured out everything he knew.
Then, Jia Rong and the ten nurses who followed him were all speechless.
All I can say is that it was a good thing that Mrs. Zhao was not informed, otherwise she would have been furious.
Damn it, Jia Zhen took her servants and guards to the largest brothel in the capital for entertainment as usual.
I don’t know what happened, but I got into trouble with Prince Zhongshun.
The reason for the fight is very simple, it is because of a certain newly minted courtesan.
This is nothing at all. Scenes like this are staged in all the major entertainment venues in the capital not only every day, but also every other day or two.
But the key point is that Prince Zhongshun's son is younger than Jia Rong, just in his early twelfth year.
All I can say is, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked!
Prince Zhongshun was well-known throughout the capital as a womanizer. The key was that he was not taboo with meat and vegetables, and his reputation was very resounding.
Unexpectedly, the crown prince of Prince Zhongshun was also such a top-notch person.
What makes Jia Zhen depressed is that he can't compete financially with a young boy in his early 12s, which is very embarrassing.
Since Mrs. Zhao took charge of the inner court of Ning Mansion, Jia Zhen has very little public money at her disposal, and he is reluctant to squander his private money.
How could he compete with the prince Zhongshun who didn't use silver as money at such a young age?
In front of a group of acquaintances, I was slapped in the face by a twelve-year-old boy. How could I let go?
Then, all kinds of obscene words roared out like a tidal wave regardless of whether they were dirty or not.
Unexpectedly, the young prince opposite him had a fiery temper and could not stand being provoked at all.
Like trash-talking each other, these are the basic repertoire of playboys when they don't want to deal with them and don't want to fight.
As long as it doesn't involve the other person's parents or relatives, there won't be any problem.
Unfortunately, Jia Zhen hit the iron plate this time.
Prince Zhongshun's heir apparent is so young, how could he possibly know the secrets inside?
He got angry after being sprayed with a few words, and then he just started fighting regardless.
According to Jia Qiang's words, the entire second floor was in a mess, and I'm afraid I'll have to pay a lot of money.
The most unexpected thing is that the number and quality of the guards around Jia Zhen are inferior to those around Prince Zhongshun.
As soon as the melee started, Jia Zhen's servants and guards were at an absolute disadvantage.
Jia Qiang, who was observing from the outside, saw something was wrong and immediately left and returned to Ning Mansion to shake people off.
Jia Rong just glanced at the guy and did not expose his lies.
It is true to shake people, but the more fear is that they want to avoid the possibility of being beaten violently.
When fighting in a group, everyone who sees the other party will just hit them hard, but who cares whether the other party takes action or not?
The group walked quickly and hurriedly, and finally arrived at their destination before the curfew started.
At this time, it was a chaotic scene.
The two groups of people were fighting lively, with punches and kicks coming and going quite fiercely.
From time to time, screams were heard, and then there were loud cheers from the onlookers, as if they were just looking at the excitement and it was not too big a deal.
Jia Rong's eyes were sharp, and he saw Jia Zhen, the cheap man, at a glance, looking embarrassed and about to come down from the second floor. From time to time, he could hear his cursing voice.
"Come on, rescue the people first and then talk!"
Jia Rong didn't say anything. He just said hello and asked the nursing staff who were following him to come forward and rescue him.
As for him, he and Jia Rong were watching from a distance. We couldn't ask him to charge into the battle as a thirteen-year-old boy, right?
Unexpectedly, as soon as the ten stick-wielding guards rushed into the battle circle, an accident suddenly occurred.
Jia Zhen, who was preparing to come down the stairs, suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then her tall body suddenly rolled down the stairs.
Most of the onlookers present, as well as the servants of the Ning Mansion and the nursing staff, all let out incomprehensible exclamations.
Several guards who were close by ignored the heavy fists and kicks that fell on them, and rolled and crawled towards Jia Zhen.
However, although their movements were fast, they were still stopped by the personnel of Prince Zhongshun. The crown prince danced happily and looked as if he wanted to kill Jia Zhen.
Fortunately, ten guards with sticks arrived in time. A flurry of sticks drove away the palace guards, and then protected Jia Zhen, who fell from the stairs and was already unconscious, and other companions who had a bruised nose and swollen face and looked miserable, and slowly exited the brothel gate.
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"Go and ask the doctor quickly!"
Jia Rong's face was filled with seriousness, and she separated from the crowd with long strides and walked over. At the same time, she pushed Jia Qiang away, and an unspeakable crisis arose in her heart.
He walked to the nursing home of Ning Mansion in three steps and two steps at a time. With just a glance, he basically figured out the extent of Jia Zhen's injuries...