Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 122 Who Says Jia's Family Is Your Family's Courtiers?

Jia Cong did not really "single sword and donkey" break into Nan'an Palace alone, Ningrong Jia's once strongest think tank was hiding in an alley not far away with the soldiers of the two palaces.

Sure enough, as the conflict in front of the Nan'an Palace became more intense, people who wanted to take the opportunity to spoil the Jia family and win over the Huo family appeared.

At the corner of the front street, a group of elite cavalry guarded a boy in a python robe and walked towards the crowd.

The boy's appearance is quite in line with the most sought-after appearance of young girls nowadays, with a golden crown and jade belt, a delicate folding fan in his hand in Da Dong, and a face painted with makeup, Jia Cong immediately thought of a person - a man from the opera world in Beijing. Rookie Jiang Yuhan.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness King Yizhong!"

The person who came was none other than Jia Cong, who was one of the people Jia Cong vowed to beat up in Jiangnan, the eldest son of the former prince and concubine, and now the prince of Yizhong, Liu Ye.

Seeing Huo Lan and his family Ma go up to meet him ecstatically, Jia Cong pursed his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Faning in the winter, smearing hermaphrodites. Hermaphrodites, rotten ass!"

After the simple greetings, Liu Ye, who was riding a tall horse, patted his horse forward, came to a place less than two steps away from Jia Cong, and nodded slightly.

"Jia Cong, the royal cat, and little Jia Qianhu, can you give this king some face, let me be the middleman today, how about little Jia Qianhu and Huo Shizi turn the war into jade, and regain the friendship between the two generations?"

That posture, that expression, that tone, as if he Liu Ye is the master of Cong Sanye, with the arrogance in his tone, and he pretended to be a corporal of courtesy.

A gust of wind blew by, and Jia Cong felt his nose itch, and suddenly opened his mouth wide and sneezed loudly.

Immediately behind was the donkey Dabao who wrinkled his nose dramatically and sneezed in unison.

Ok?
Liu Ye felt spittle splashed on his face, and instantly felt that his whole body was covered with ants. He took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his face, suppressing his nausea.

Throwing it casually, the valuable silk silk floated away with the wind, and disappeared behind the high wall.

Jia Cong rubbed his nose, clasped his fists, grinned, and smiled naively: "My lord, forgive me, but I really can't hold it back. The scent on my lord's body is too strong!"

crunch!Jia Cong seemed to have heard the wailing of the folding fan being tortured in Liu Ye's hands. It seemed that his own words made Xiaoyin Wang very angry.

Liu Ye's face, which was barely maintained, became distorted in an instant. Jia Enhou's little brat was really unbearable. What is a little prince?What is too strong a fragrance?
If it wasn't for taking the opportunity to put eye drops on Jia's family, so as to win over Wu Xun from the founding lineage, he would have wished for the dead man to kill this little beast directly.

For the sake of the overall situation, endure!

Liu Ye regained his reason and smiled softly: "It seems that little Jia Qianhu doesn't like the smell of makeup, but when little Jia Qianhu grows up, she will understand the benefits of makeup."

"Women are the only ones who put on makeup and powder. In the future, I will be a saint and a person who will open up territories and fight enemies for His Majesty. Why do you put on powder? Can the scent of powder be used to scent the enemy to death?"

Yeah!

Jia Cong slapped his forehead suddenly, and cupped his hands perfunctorily to Liu Ye: "I'm sorry, little prince, didn't I mean you..."

As he said that, he glanced contemptuously at Huo Lan, who was also smeared with makeup, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Taizong moved the capital to the north in order to prevent the men of Daxia from indulging in the Qinhuai River, and to let the men of Daxia repay their martial arts forever. It fell in the land of Yan County. Tsk tsk, it's a pity, now even the heir to the Duke of the King has started to imitate women."

Jia Cong's words were full of sarcasm, whether it was Liu Ye or Huo Lan, both of them were very angry.

For the sake of the overall situation, Liu Ye almost crushed the folding fan in his hand.

But Huo Lan couldn't help it, and took a step forward, pointing at Jia Cong's nose and yelling: "Presumptuous! How dare you insult the prince..."

"No, I'm scolding you, Huo Lan!"

Jia Cong looked up and down Huo Lan contemptuously, and said sarcastically: "As expected of the Huo family, I only saw you dressed like this on the Qinhuai River a few days ago. It's normal for a good man to be in Jiangnan. Patrolling the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are quite a few princes from aristocratic families with people dressed like you... tsk tsk..."

"Huo Lan, with your appearance, it's a pity not to go to the Qinhuai River!"

"Little brat, you damn..."

Huo Lan was so enraged that he grabbed the long knife from the soldiers around him and was about to charge forward. Liu Ye turned pale with fright and hurriedly stopped him.

"Stop Shizi Huo!"

The cavalry brought by Liu Ye immediately stood between the two of them and stopped Huo Lan.

Jia Cong secretly sighed in his heart, seeing that the plan was about to succeed, but was destroyed by Liu Ye again.

He glanced at Liu Ye with dissatisfaction, and it happened that Liu Ye also looked at him.

Liu Ye frowned and scolded: "Jia Cong, as a child of Rongguo, how can he say such vulgar words? Is this how Rongguo's upbringing is?"

Jia Cong spread his hands and said, "My lord seems to have forgotten that my father's surname is Jia, and his name is Enhou!"

"Huh?" Liu Ye didn't understand.

"Father, Marquis Jia En, what kind of father is, what kind of son is the lower official. The lower official is a muddleheaded person, so I can't speak elegant words!"

At this time, Jia Cong felt so refreshed, no wonder the old man was a handsome man, and he always maintained the persona of a messy person.

It's so cool to not have to worry too much about things!
"you……"

Now even Liu Ye was almost driven mad by Jia Cong's "toothless words", he tried his best to suppress his anger, and said coldly: "This king will not hold you accountable for disrespect. For the sake of the king, let's stop today's conflict. Jia Cong, the founding martial arts line is the foundation of our dynasty and the country, and it cannot be destroyed because of your willfulness."

Ha ha!

What a big face!

Jia Cong sneered, and refused bluntly: "Who are you? Take care of my business!"

"presumptuous!"

Liu Ye was finally irritated by Jia Cong's repeated provocations. All the "virtuous kings" who are courteous and virtuous corporals are all fake.

He scolded sharply: "Jia Cong, don't forget that your Jia family is my family's servants, you are just a little bastard, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of this king, you can't find death?"

As he said that, he ordered to the left and right: "Come here, take down such disobedient ministers for this king, but this king wants to ask him Marquis Jia En, is this how he taught his son?"

No matter how you say it, the Yizhong Prince's Mansion is also the inheritance of the former East Palace, and with the deliberate support of the Supreme Emperor, there are naturally many people who cling to it.

He has a lot of money, and the soldiers he raises are also first-class masters.Following Liu Ye's order, two soldiers came forward immediately, trying to drag Jia Cong off the donkey.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
puff puff...

Two feathered arrows flew past Jia Cong's sides, hitting the soldiers of Prince Yizhong's mansion.

After two thuds, nearly three hundred soldiers and retainers of Ningrong and Rongfu, guarding a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt, drove slowly.

"Who said my Jia family is your servant?"

da da da da da...

The sound of the horseshoe hitting the bluestone slab was like a sledgehammer, pounding the hearts of Liu Ye and Huo Lan.

Jia Jing, Ning Rong's Jia family's first second-class Jinshi, the most prestigious Donggong counselor in Zhao Wunian, and the number one wise man of the younger generation in Ningrong and Rongfu!
If it weren't for the palace change, Jia Jing should have a place in the cabinet.

The person who was fearfully forced out of the capital by half of the family in the capital is now back!

"Jia Jing! How dare you come back and die!"

Snapped!
As soon as the words fell, Jia Jing threw the whip without even looking at it, and slapped Huo Lan hard on the face.

There was a sudden scream, and the soldiers of the two families drew their swords and confronted each other instantly.

Jia Jing said coldly: "Your father dare not talk to me like that, who gave you the courage!"

hiss……

The wind in this winter is really cold and breathtaking!

Intimidated by Jia Jing's prestige, Liu Ye immediately recalled the scene when Jia Jing taught his brothers when he was in the East Palace.

He couldn't help but bowed and shouted: "Students pay respects to teachers..."

"I can't be the prince's teacher. Didn't the prince say that I, the Jia family, are the prince's servants? Hehe..."

Jia Jing stared directly at Liu Ye with stern eyes. Although he has no official position or title and their identities are very different, what Liu Ye wants to do most now is to retreat.

He shrunk his neck involuntarily, and then realized that he was no longer the timid bastard he was back then.

Liu Ye straightened himself up, coughed twice to hide his fear, and said in a deep voice: "Old...Jing Gong, can it be that the Jia family has forgotten my father? Don't forget that this king is the only blood of my father. "

"Liu Ye, you deserve to mention His Highness the Crown Prince!"

It's fine not to mention the first prince, but Liu Ye's words touched Jia Jing's most sensitive nerves.

Some things cannot withstand investigation, although there is no evidence, but Liu Ye's mother, the disgusting prince Liangdi played a role in the palace change, Jia Jing has already had a rough guess.

Although he was wearing a Confucian shirt, Jia Jing's body was full of evil spirits at this time, and the blue veins in his hands suddenly appeared.

He maintained his limited rationality, and said coldly: "In my Jia family, the loyal ones are the saints, the loyal ones are His Royal Highness, and the loyal ones are His Majesty today. Why do you want my Jia family to be your servants? What? By that Crown Prince Liangdi who has no sense of loyalty or shame?"

Liu Ye felt the burning pain on his face, "Jia Jing! You are bold..."

"roll!"

Jia Jing swung the whip again, but this time he was stopped by the commander of the soldiers beside Liu Ye.

I saw the commander of the soldiers who had remained silent before grabbing his whip and said coldly: "Jia Jing, what crime should we be in for attacking Wang Jia?"

"Lan Wochen, you want to punish me, you are not worthy!"

Jia Jing obviously knew this person, but he didn't introduce him to Jia Cong.A trace of disgust and hatred appeared on his stern face, and he pulled back the whip in his hand...

Lan Wochen didn't get entangled in a whip, let it go, and scolded: "Jia Jing, you are no longer Shao Zhan's business, dare to disrespect the prince, I will take your head to let others know today, attack Wang Jia, He deserves death!"

Seeing Lan Wochen, he pulled out the long knife from his waist, and said with a smirk, "How dare you go back to the capital in violation of the original agreement, then don't blame me for disregarding the friendship with my colleagues back then!"

As he said that, he patted his horse forward, yelled and slashed at Jia Jing with a knife.All the soldiers around Liu Ye made preparations for the attack, while Jia Jing still stood calmly on the spot without moving.

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(End of this chapter)