Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 633 Melee

"What's going on, let's talk as we walk!"

Jia Rong's face sank like water, and with a knife on his waist, he walked out of the corner gate of Ningfu.

Beside him was Jia Qiang who was full of panic.

Behind them are ten strong and strong guards with wooden sticks and fierce faces.

He didn't expect his premonition to be so accurate.

Feeling uneasy, something happened to Jia Zhen, who was cheap that day.

Although his face was full of anxiety, his heart was calm.

He had been waiting for this day for 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 patriarch and the head of the Ning Mansion.

He spends his days drinking, drinking, dreaming and dreaming, and from time to time invites a bunch of dudes to come to the mansion to have fun.

If it's just like this, it's nothing more than a standard playboy, a prodigal son.

The point is, this guy is secretly involved with the eunuch in the palace and some unknown existences outside.

Although Jia Rong couldn't release the power of the soul, her perception was very sharp.

As long as he is willing, Jia Zhen's every move, tens of meters away, cannot escape his perception.

At first, Jia Rong didn't have any special feeling. It's normal for the head of the Ning Mansion to have some secrets.

But when he found out that Jia Clinic had secretly contacted Lang Qinye, the director of the Ministry of Industry, he knew that a rather secret thread in the story of the Red Chamber was about to be opened.

For Qin Keqing, Jia Rong's attitude is dispensable.

But he absolutely couldn't tolerate it. Jia Zhen sold him hastily when he didn't know anything.

Then I'm sorry, please Jia Zhen rest.

Old man Zhao talked about that, and he has been continuously drawing the luck from Jia Zhen.

Over time, coupled with Jia Zhen's failure to live up to expectations, the result is that only basic luck remains.

But this time, that is, today, he noticed that Jia Zhen's fundamental luck had been shaken, and with suspicion in his heart, he specially sent Jia Qiang to watch.

Unexpectedly, something really happened.

"Brother Rong is like this..."

Jia Qiang was so flustered at this moment that she didn't dare to hide anything at all, and just poured out everything he knew.

Then, Jia Rong and the ten nurses who followed were all speechless.

It can only be said that it was fortunate that Mrs. Zhao was not informed, otherwise she would have to get angry.

Damn, Jia Zhen brought her servants and guards to the biggest brothel in the capital for fun today as usual.

I don't know what happened, but I got into a fight with Prince Zhongshun's son.

The reason for the bar is very simple, it is for a certain freshly baked oiran.

This is nothing at all, such a scene, the major entertainment venues in the capital do not say that it will be staged once a day, and they will always come together every other day or two.

But the key point is that Prince Zhongshun's son is younger than Jia Rong, and he is just in his early twelfth year.

I can only say one thing, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!
Prince Zhongshun is a well-known flirtatious person in the whole capital, the key is that this guy is not taboo about meat and vegetables, and his reputation is very resounding.

Unexpectedly, the son of Prince Zhongshun is also such a number one.

What makes Jia Zhen depressed is that he can't compete with a kid in his early 12s when he struggles for financial resources, which is very embarrassing.

Since Mrs. Zhao took charge of the inner courtyard of the Ning Mansion, Jia Zhen has very little public money that Jia Zhen can use, and he is reluctant to squander his private house.

How can you fight, the young son of Zhongshun Wangfu who doesn't take money as money?
In front of a group of acquaintances, I was slapped in the face by a 12-year-old boy, how could I let it go?
Then, there was a lot of swearing regardless, all kinds of filthy language roared out like a tide.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shizi on the opposite side has a fiery temper and can't stand being provoked at all.

It's like spamming each other with trash talk, this is the basic repertoire of playboys when they don't deal with it, and it's not easy to fight.

As long as the other party's parents and relatives are not involved, there is no problem.

Unfortunately, Jia Zhen hit the iron plate this time.

The son of Prince Zhongshun is young, how could he know the secrets inside?
After being sprayed with a few words, he became angry, and then he just fought regardless of his care.

According to what Jia Qiang meant, the entire second floor was in a mess, and she might have to pay a lot of money.

The most unexpected thing is that the guards around Jia Zhen, no matter in quantity or quality, are inferior to those around the son of Zhongshun Wangfu.

As soon as the melee started, Jia Zhen's servants and guards fell into an absolute disadvantage.

Jia Qiang, who was observing from the outside, saw that something was wrong, and immediately withdrew and returned to Ning Mansion to shake people.

Jia Rong just glanced at the guy lightly, but didn't expose his lie.

Shaking people is true, but the fear is more because they want to avoid the possibility of being beaten up.

When fighting in a group, the person who sees the other party is just slamming the hammer, so who cares whether the other party has made a move?
A group of footsteps rushed at a fast speed, and finally arrived at the destination of the trip before the curfew opened.

At this time, here is a scene of chaos.

The two groups of people were fighting lively, punching and kicking quite fiercely.

From time to time, there would be screams, and then there would be loud applause from the onlookers, as if it was not a big deal to see the excitement.

Jia Rong's eyes were sharp, and she saw the cheap old man Jia Zhen at a glance, who was about to come down from the second floor in a panic, and could hear him cursing from time to time.

"Come on, save the person first!"

Without further ado, Jia Rong asked the nursing homes who followed her to come forward to save her.

As for him, we will wait and see with Jia Rong from a distance, we can't let him, a 13-year-old boy, charge forward, right?
It's just that I didn't expect that the ten stick-wielding guards had just rushed into the battle circle, and suddenly an accident happened.

Jia Zhen, who was about to come down the stairs, suddenly let out a 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 nurse, all exclaimed inexplicably.

Several guards who were close to him ignored the heavy fists and feet that fell on them, and rushed towards Jia Zhen.

However, although their movements were fast, they were still stopped by the staff of the Zhongshun Palace. The Prince of the Palace danced happily, as if to kill Jia Zhen.

Fortunately, the ten guards armed with sticks arrived in time. A flurry of sticks drove away the palace guards, and then guarded the unconscious Jia Zhen who fell down the stairs, and other companions with bruised noses and swollen faces, and slowly exited the gate of the brothel. .

"Go and call the imperial physician!"

Jia Rong's face was full of contemplation, and she strode away from the crowd and walked over. At the same time, she pushed Jia Qiang away, and an unspeakable crisis arose in her heart.

Three steps and two steps walked to Yiqian Ningfu Nursing Hospital, and with just a glance, she basically figured out Jia Zhen's injury...

(End of this chapter)