The Red Chamber: The Rise of the Shuzi

Chapter 212 The Reappearance of the Black Armored Dagger Assassin
Hearing Yang Ming's trembling voice that was out of tune, Jia Jing pulled a saber "swish", and then said with a smile: "Why are you nervous, my lord? If I really want your head, you can still live until the end of your life without any injuries." Nowadays?"

Jia Jing's words made Yang Ming's heart go back to his stomach a little.

"but……"

With the sudden change of the topic, the atmosphere in the arena became tense again.

Jia Jing's face no longer had the smile just now, "I let the prince off twice before, once to offset the kindness of the Supreme Emperor; the other time, it was because of His Majesty's first begging for something..."

Jia Jing's voice sank, "But if the lord wants to seek death again, who else can intercede for you?"

"..."

"Also, don't rashly draw your sword in front of Benhou, as Benhou will be nervous!"

Before he finished speaking, the long knife in Jia Jing's hand flickered one after another.

The dozen or so guards standing beside Prince Zhongshun Yang Ming only saw a flash of bright sword flashing before their eyes, and then felt a sudden chill in their hands, and they could no longer hold the sword in their hands.

After a chaotic sound of "Ding Ling Dang Clang", the sword fell all over the ground.

It was also at this time that slender lines of blood appeared on the guards' tiger's mouth, and the sound of miserable screams suddenly sounded.

Relying on the reaction speed and strength that exceeded the normal number of times, the long knife in Jia Jing's hand was shaped like a ghost, and it disappeared in a flash.

In just one or two breaths, the tiger's mouth of a dozen guards passed by, making him unable to hold the sword in his hand anymore.

And such a scene beyond everyone's understanding, made everyone in the palace look at Jia Jing with a flash of fear in their eyes.

Jia Jing looked around for a week, then looked lightly at Yang Ming.

"Let's take this as your final warning today! Be your prince honestly, don't provoke my Jia family, otherwise if you are found to have any unsuitable thoughts and actions again, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

After finishing speaking, his eyes skipped over Yang Ming.

However, the disdain in Jia Jing's eyes also deeply hurt the soft area of ​​Yang Ming's heart called self-esteem.

Bits of resentment kept growing in my heart.

"In addition, Qiguan was returned to the prince. I have to say, she is indeed born romantic and handsome, no wonder the prince loves it so much!"

At this point, Jia Jing frowned slightly, but what he said made the veins on Yang Ming's forehead twitch.

"A mere actor dares to offend my Jia family, it's really boring!

At first, I thought about hacking him to death to feed the dog, but thinking that he is the prince's favorite, this time I didn't poison his voice or scratch his face, just picked his hands and feet It's okay to have big muscles.

Based on the great things he has done, the prince should think it is not too much, right? "

Picking a big muscle, or just?Also ask yourself if you don't overdo it?
Jia Jing is simply killing people!
Yang Ming's back molars creaked.

However, under the deterrence of the long knife in Jia Jing's hand, he finally nodded expressionlessly and said: "Not too much!!"

Seeing this, Jia Jing nodded in satisfaction, and then put the sword back into the sheath, everyone in the palace immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts were even more relaxed.

Then, as if thinking of something again, Jia Jing suggested: "By the way, if the lord can invite the imperial doctor in the palace to come for a diagnosis and treatment at this time, then the Qi official's hands and feet may still be saved, although It may not be the same as before, but after all, no one needs to take care of it all the time, right?"

After finishing speaking, Jia Jing turned around and led everyone away.

Looking at the figures of Jia Jing and others who turned and left, Yang Ming's eyes were full of indescribable viciousness and madness.

But soon, this viciousness and madness were snuffed out.

With Jia Jing and others leaving, a shadow assassin with a crossbow appeared in the shadows at the gate of the palace.

And after carefully sizing Yang Ming up with those cold eyes, the Shadow Assassin quickly faded from Yang Ming's sight.

The last thing Yang Ming vaguely saw was that small figure gradually disappearing into the shadow behind Jia Jing.

Looking at the familiar black leather armor and the short sword that woke him up from nightmares countless times, Yang Ming was instantly shocked!
That assassin was actually Jia Jing's subordinate!
That is to say, the assassination of Yang Shuo in the prison of the Clan Mansion was also done by Jia Jing.

No wonder my father passed away, but Jia Jing has always been aloof from the world. It turns out that he has avenged him secretly!
At this time, Yang Ming inexplicably felt that there was a urge to urinate in his heart...

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Outside Prince Zhongshun's mansion.

Lai Fu seemed puzzled, "Prince Zhongshun often causes trouble for us, why doesn't the Marquis just clean it up? Doesn't it save you trouble?"

Hearing this, Jia Jing couldn't help laughing and said: "In the end, we have to keep an enemy on the court, otherwise the one who doesn't trust us should be the one on the dragon chair!
Besides, Prince Zhongshun has the protection of the Supreme Emperor, has strength and background, isn't it just a good opponent? !
After all, such a 'suitable' opponent is extremely rare! "

"But aren't we on the emperor's side?" Lai Fu wondered.

"Everyone talks about the heart of a woman and the needle in the sea, but the heart of an emperor is much better than them!" Jia Jing said with a smile: "They talk about the way of balance, so no matter which side we are on, the people above They won't let us look at the invincible opponent!"

Laifu let out a "hum".

Indignantly said: "Since Duke Qi was defeated last time, if Lord Hou was not here, maybe he would have changed his master this week! Now Lord Hou has won successive victories, and he will be so angry when he comes back!"

Jia Jing said with a smile: "What's so angry about it? It's nothing more than acting! Practice in the camp all day, it's boring and boring. Seeing these intrigues in the court, isn't it just a good way to adjust life?"

Then, the voice gradually faded away, "Besides, we don't want to play anymore in the end, don't we have the confidence to flip the table and change the world!"

"As long as they don't make Ben Hou anxious..."

The sound of horseshoes gradually faded away...

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Rongguofu.

Jia Baoyu was lying on the bed, angry like a gossamer.

Mrs. Wang kept wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, "My poor child, I just suffered from evil spirits a while ago, and I lay on the bed for a month or two, and now, just not long ago, I was beaten like this again by the master... "

As she said that, Mrs. Wang began to cry again, and said, "If something happens to Baoyu, how can I live!"

At this time, Mother Jia also lost the anger she had when she reprimanded Jia Zheng. Instead, she said to Mrs. Wang: "You don't have to cry like this. Baoyu needs to rest now, but you have been crying here. Isn't it a delay?" he?

Besides, now that Baoyu is young, you love him; if he grows up in the future and becomes an official, he may not think of you as his mother!
It would be better to have less pain now, and less sulking in the future! "

Behind them, Jia Zheng was embarrassed and said: "Didn't the son promise not to beat him in the future? Why does the mother still insinuate the son like this?!"

Jia Mu sighed and said: "You are Baoyu's father, and it is only natural to discipline Baoyu. I don't blame you for beating him!

What's more, it's not right for Baoyu to waste his studies and wander around as an actor, let alone associate with people from Zhongshun Palace, you are right to beat him! "

First she affirmed Jia Zheng's behavior, but then, Jia's mother changed the subject, "However, your stick is too harsh. Are you educating the child, or are you going to beat him to death?"

Amidst Jia's mother's reprimand, Jia Zheng stood by and kept bowing in response to "yes".

　First in the morning, and at noon...

　　Let's see if we can restore the third shift today...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)