Jia Jing looked at Li Gan and suddenly laughed. Then she clapped her hands expressionlessly. Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps downstairs. Li Gan's expression changed, and then dozens of people rushed out from behind Jia Jing.
A man of tiger and wolf!
After these people came up without saying a word, they grabbed the scabbards of Hong Zhixun's disciples and beat them up. They could hear clearly what these people just said downstairs, and they were naturally furious at this time. Jia Jing
As their spiritual belief, they will never allow anyone to insult or slander him! If you insult me, you will die! Whoever dares to insult Jia Jing, they will fight with their lives!
Although the disciples of Hong Zhixunchen had also practiced martial arts since childhood, they were no match for the soldiers who were well-trained, cooperative, and had experienced battles on the battlefield, so they were pinned to the ground and beaten within two strokes.
Li Gan couldn't help but panic when he saw this, and yelled: "Jia Jing, do you dare to duel with me one on one! Who is a good man if you involve others?" Qingfeng sneered and said: "You deserve it too?"
Then a ghostly figure rushed in front of Li Gan. Li Gan was shocked and quickly parried. Who knew that he was not Qingfeng's enemy at all? However, after two moves, Qingfeng grabbed his arm and gave him a small grapple.
He screamed in pain and was pushed to the ground.
Jia Jing stepped forward and looked at him and whispered: "Fuck you?" Li Gan was so painful that he was sweating all over his forehead, but he still managed to raise his head and looked at Jia Jing. He sneered and cursed: "Fuck you? Bah! You have the ability.
Just kill me!"
Li Gan smiled and said: "Ha! Jia Jing, do you really think of yourself as a person? Do you dare to touch me? My grandfather is the current Duke of Chengguo!" Jia Jing tilted his head and said: "Your grandfather is the Duke of Chengguo.
What the hell are you doing about public relations?”
Li Gan was speechless by this sentence. Jia Jing lifted up his skirt and squatted in front of him and said: "Your grandfather was Cheng Guogong, and my ancestor was Ning Guogong! Can you shake with me? No...
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Jia Jing looked at Li Gan with curiosity and said, "I'm really confused. Who gave you the courage to prick me? In terms of literary talent, I'm the world-recognized immortal. In terms of martial arts, I'm the best person today."
Uncle Jingwu, who was granted the imperial title, who are you?"
Li Gan stopped talking and glared at Jia Jing fiercely. The ups and downs of his chest proved that he was about to be overcome by Jia Jing's spray. Jia Jing suddenly shouted word by word: "Your eldest brother Li Bido doesn't dare to talk to me."
Talk like that! Tell me! What are you!"
Qingfeng exerted force on his hand, and Li Gan gritted his teeth to hold back his screams. Jia Jing stood up and said, "So I'm really curious, who gave you the courage to challenge me again and again! This is the first time.
I didn’t take care of you. You don’t know what’s going on, do you? It’s over? Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to talk to me like this?”
The last person who provoked Jia Jing was Ke Jie, the prince of Jinxiang. Now the grass on the graves of the whole family is estimated to be three feet high...
Li Gan was confident that Jia Jing would not do anything to him at all. Jia Jing looked at his vicious eyes and felt that it would be a waste of time and meaningless to talk any more. He probably didn't listen to this idiot at all.
So Jia Jing shook her head helplessly and turned to the guards behind her and said: "Each person will be rewarded with a few mouths, tied up and dragged behind the horse. I don't have the heart to help Hong Zhi and the ministers educate the naughty children. Drag them all to me."
Go to Duke Chengguo's Mansion and show everyone in the capital that this is what you will get for bullying my Jia family!"
When Li Gan heard this, he screamed like a slaughtered pig: "No... you can't do this! Let me go! Kill me if you can! Jia Jing, you can't... ah!" Jia Jing stretched out her hand from Qingfeng
He pulled out the knife from his waist and hit Li Gan hard on the mouth with the back of the knife. Li Gan couldn't help but scream in pain, a mouthful of blood spurted out with his teeth, and his head hung down softly like a dead snake.
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Jia Jing then threw the knife to the ground and whispered: "Just beat him like this."
"yes!"
The personal guards who received the order ignored the begging for mercy of Hong Zhixunchen's disciples, and excitedly greeted their faces while waving their scabbards...
After a while, they lay down on the ground. Jia Jing waved his hand casually, and the soldiers took ropes and tied their hands and feet one by one. Those who dared to struggle directly swung the scabbard to their faces, dragging them one by one like pigs to death.
Drag him downstairs.
When it was Li Gan's turn, Li Gan suddenly got up and struggled: "Jia Jing! You can't do this to me! I'm the grandson of Duke Cheng! You can't...ah!" Qingfeng kicked him in the face.
At the crook of his leg, he kicked Li Gan to the ground just as he was about to stand up.
Li Gan was lying on the ground. The severe pain from the crook of his leg seemed to tell him that his leg was dead. The frightened Li Gan couldn't help but curse. Jia Jing didn't even look at him and ordered: "Gag your mouth and throw it away."
Qingfeng took the order and grabbed a torn rag and stuffed it in Li Gan's mouth. Then he nodded to the two soldiers, who then pulled Li Gan down, who had no strength left to struggle.
Jia Jing looked around and saw everyone looking at him eagerly. Jia Jing randomly picked a clean wine glass, found an untouched wine jug on the table and poured a glass of wine.
Feng Ziying also regained her composure at this time. She walked over to Jia Jing with a wry smile and said, "Jing...Uncle, you are fine." Jia Jing looked at him and suddenly smiled and said, "You are.
You seem to be ill. There is no need to say anything about you, my old friend, and my uncle."
Feng Ziying cupped her hands and said: "Ashamed! When we met before, you and I were both white. Now, Brother Jing has become an uncle, but I still look like this..."
Jia Jing smiled and patted Feng Ziying on the shoulder without saying a word. The two had a chance to become friends. Even Shenwu General Feng Tang himself went to the scene to communicate the friendship between the two families. It was a pity that because of an incident in a restaurant, both parties
The fuss was not very pleasant.
Feng Ziying is actually very particular. At least the Feng family didn't do this when other companies poured water into the restaurant. Although Jia Jing's original intention was to give the restaurant to them in a tactful way and she would only receive a share of the dividends, but
The Feng family still proved their respect for Jia Jing by doing this.
It's just that after Jia Zhen tried to seize the restaurant, no matter what the Jia family did was right or not, as family friends, the Feng family should side with the Jia family. However, because the Feng family did not want to offend other families, they chose other families at such a critical time.
It was not Jia Jing, so Feng Ziying naturally lost the opportunity to be friends with Jia Jing.
But those who share adversity may not be able to share wealth and honor, but those who are not willing to stand with you even in adversity certainly cannot share wealth and honor!
However, Jia Jing will not alienate Feng Ziying because of this, and cannot be friends, at least not enemies. What's more, Feng Ziying and Jia Baoyu have a good relationship, and they can be regarded as wooing the Feng family through the Xifu. There is no need to show off to others.
A wave of "Don't bully young people who are poor" drama, mocking and humiliating people out of thin air.
Feng Ziying knew what Jia Jing meant by looking at his attitude of not being far away, so she cupped her hands and said, "Uncle, let's leave first." Jia Jing nodded and said, "What will happen to our uncles when we get home?"
When asked, just say that I am responsible for this matter, and I will definitely let Duke Chengguo give an explanation."
Feng Ziying nodded. Jia Jing has the ability to say this. It is obvious that this matter ends here and I can handle it myself. There is no need to expand it into a struggle between Hong Zhixun and the founding fathers. Feng Ziying is just passing the message on his behalf.
That's all.
Feng Ziying nodded and said that after knowing about it, she saw those people who were "ready to make a move". Chen Yejun, Wei Ruolan and others all wanted to come up and talk to Jia Jing to get close. If anyone present regretted it the most, it was the one who had been with Jia Jing.
Jing teamed up with these companies to do business.
Once upon a time, there was a reliable partner in front of me, but I didn’t cherish it. I regret it now that I lost it! The most painful thing in the world is this. If God gives me another chance, I just want to say goodbye to him.
He said one thing: "Boss! Take me to fight with you!"
This is the truest thought in the hearts of these people. Who would have thought that in just one year, Jia Jing would go from a contestant who only knew how to recite a few sour poems and rely on the emperor's holy family to make a living?
Became an uncle!
In fact, no one really thought highly of Jia Jing before, from Hong Zhixun to the founding fathers. At most, they regarded him as a lucky child with some poetic talent. After all, Jia Jing wrote poems about seeking immortality all day long. He
It’s good if it doesn’t become a negative teaching material for parents’ education!
To the nobles, poetry is like a fish without a bicycle. No one takes it seriously. Although saints are very important, the most important thing is ability. Otherwise, only ability is the most important thing.
Those who are favored by the saints but have no power are called jesters.
So no one really took Jia Jing seriously at that time. At most, they scolded the old Jia family for squandering everything. Such a big holy family member didn't do his job well, so he wrote nonsense poems all day long!
It’s different now. People in Shenjing are asking, who doesn’t know Jia Jing’s name? He was granted the title of uncle on his own at the age of fifteen or sixteen! At this time, poetic talent becomes the icing on the cake, and there are talents, abilities, and saints.
Family! This inappropriate “other people’s child”!
So those families who had done business with Jia Jing almost gritted their teeth with hatred! Why did they end their friendship with each other just for such a small profit?
Especially Chen Yejun, who even had the idea to ask Jia Jing to sell the restaurant to him before! Now his father has a headache when he sees him at home and wants to slap him hundreds of times a day!
But it doesn't matter that they had a falling out before, they can talk to each other after all, right? So they were ready to shamelessly come up to have another friendship. Who knew that Jia Jing had already seen their intention, so she turned around and walked towards Baoyu and Xue Pan
went.
At this time, Feng Ziying also came over and sighed to them: "Let's go, brother Jing asked us to go first, I guess he is going to find trouble with the Chengguo Palace." After hearing this, everyone originally thought of joining in the fun and trying to make friends.
The smoke disappeared immediately, and they smiled angrily at each other and left.