Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 62 [062] The Son of the Minister of Rites

Jia Chen followed the prestige, and saw that the person who was talking was a handsome young man with a pig's waist face, followed by a few flamboyantly dressed, boobed friends, and a few crooked servants.

Brother Jinyi gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at Jia Rong.

The friends behind them either folded their arms in front of their chests or crossed their waists, with sneering faces, as if preparing to watch a play.

Seeing the number of people on the other side, Jia Rong took a breath and shouted fiercely:

"Wen Kan, what do you want to do?"

Pig kidney face is Wen Kan, the son of Wen Tiren, Minister of Rites, and belongs to the Chongrui Xungui Group.

The few cronies behind him are also the children of Chong Ruixun.

As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are extremely jealous. Wen Kan, like Jia Rong, also donated a Wupinlong Forbidden Captain, that is, a guard in the palace.

Wen Kan once coveted Qin Keqing's beauty, but he didn't expect that Jia Rong would take the lead. It's the so-called revenge for killing his father and taking away his wife. Ever since Jia Rong married Qin Keqing, Wen Kan has competed with Jia Rong.

Last time, Jia Rong brought a few servants and ran into Wen Kan who was alone in the Red Sleeve Building, and asked the servants to slap each other a few times, but unexpectedly, the law of heaven reincarnated, and the retribution was not good. Today, they ran into Wen Kan again, and the other party There are more people than here.

In fact, Wen Kan is skilled in martial arts. The last time he was slapped several times by Jia Rong's servants because he was drunk and weak.

And the friends behind Wen Kan are all generals in the Chongrui Xungui Group, all of them have practiced martial arts, and one of them is a master who can single out six or seven strong men.

Jia Rong was so frightened that she shivered behind Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu was timid, so he quickly shrank behind Jia Rong.

Xue Pan was so drunk that he forgot to be afraid, took out his usual domineering posture, pointed at Wen Kan and cursed angrily:
"Where did you come from, the little bastard? You dare to bully people because of the number of people, right? Do you fucking know who I am?"

Jia Baoyu shivered in fright, covered his mouth hastily, and whispered:
"On the opposite side are the descendants of Chongrui Xungui. There are many people and powerful people. Brother Xue, don't talk about it. If you talk about it, we will be finished!"

Jia Baoyu had followed Jia Zheng to visit relatives and friends, so he was well-informed. He had heard of the name of Wen Kan, the son of Wen Tiren, Minister of Rites.

Today, the other party came aggressively, Jia Rong offended Wen Kan again, and Xue Pan cursed, it was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, I am afraid that he would not be able to retreat completely.

At this time, Feng Ziying stood up, cupped her hands at Wen Kan and said:
"Brother Wen, can you show me some face today and let Brother Jia Rong go?"

Wen Kan sneered and said:
"Who doesn't know that your Feng family and the Jia family are family friends. You are obviously trying to get sidetracked on purpose. Last time, Jia Rong slapped me several times. I can't swallow this tone. Today, I will be abolished." He is willing to give up with one hand!"

Feng Ziying was furious and snorted coldly:

"Calling you elder brother is flattering you, and you're making fun of yourself! My father, in his twilight years, was ordered to command and guard the important town of Nine Borders, but it was put on fire by your Chongrui lineage. This account , I happen to be looking for you to do the math today!"

Wen Kan sneered and said:
"Feng Ziying, I know you are young, but you have extraordinary martial arts skills, but we have a large number of people here, and everyone has martial arts skills, one person and one punch are enough for you, and yet you dare to speak wild words. Just looking for death!"

After all, he waved his hand forward and shouted violently:

"Brothers, we haven't fought for many days, and today is just a good time to practice our hands with these grandchildren!"

However, before he finished speaking, Feng Ziying rushed in front of him with a stride, punched him on the bridge of the nose, knocked him back several steps, and managed to stabilize his figure.

Covering Cyclonus' nosebleed, Wen Kan became angry from embarrassment, and said sharply:
"Come on together and kill him!"

In an instant, everyone besieged Feng Ziying in unison.

Jia Rong, Jia Baoyu and Xue Pan wanted to run away, but they were blocked by more than [-] servants from Chongrui's lineage.

Before the three of them had time to beg for mercy, they were knocked down to the ground by the servants and beaten violently.

The one who was beaten the most was Xue Pan, because he had spoken rudely and cursed just now, so he received special care.

After a while, his big head was swollen with several big lumps, and his bloated body was curled up, lying on his side on the ground, hugging his head and crying.

Jia Baoyu was young, and the servants didn't bother to beat him, they just beat him with black eyes, his big white face was beaten like a panda, and he fell on the side of the road crying bitterly.

Jia Rong was also beaten terribly. Wen Kan mainly wanted to deal with him today. After the servants knocked down Xue Pan, they surrounded him, punched and kicked him, and rolled him all over the ground, like killing a pig. screams.

Two servants rushed towards Jia Chen with grimaces, but Jia Chen lightly kicked them twice, sending them flying.

One hung on a nearby tree, and the other plunged into the window of a nearby pawnshop, flew all the way to the counter of the pawnshop, and then came to a complete stop.

The shopkeeper of the pawn shop was stunned for a moment, not knowing what happened for a while, and exclaimed in surprise:
"This old man has been in the pawn shop business for decades, but this is the first time he has encountered a living pawn. It's really strange that things happen every year, especially this year."

Feng Ziying is indeed extraordinary in martial arts, and she is still able to fight back when facing the siege of eight Chongrui Xungui's children at the same time.

However, when the manpower was finally exhausted, Feng Ziying was invincible with two fists and four hands. After a while, she couldn't stand it anymore.

He received a heavy punch on the cheek, and half of his face was swollen high, like a ripe red apple. He also received several kicks on his body, which were covered with shoe prints of different sizes and patterns.

After a while, Feng Ziying was beaten on all fours and collapsed to the ground.

Wen Kan stepped on his chest, spit in his face, and said with a grin:

"Fucking bastard, why aren't you arrogant anymore? Where's your aggressiveness just now?"

Feng Ziying gritted her teeth and said firmly:

"If you're a fucking bitch, beat me to death, or I'll kill you sooner or later!"

However, his tough words were immediately broken by a discordant begging for mercy:

"Everyone, gentlemen, please stop fighting!"

Jia Chen followed the prestige and saw Jia Rong was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the servants and begging for mercy.

The servants laughed wildly and triumphantly. They were lowly servants in the past, and they had never stepped on the head of any master. Today, they actually beat the future patriarch of the Jia family to his knees and begged for mercy. One kind of carefree and comfortable feeling of overcoming the above and turning over to be the master.

Wen Kan put down Feng Ziying, ran up to Jia Rong, kicked him to the ground, and laughed wildly:
"What a boneless bastard! It seems that the Second Duke Ning Rong is nothing special, and the descendants of future generations are all soft bones!"

At this time, in the private room on the second floor of Lumingxuan.

Emperor Chongrui was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, taking a panoramic view of this scene, he could not help but sneer:
"The face of two generations of Duke Ning has been completely humiliated by this Jia Rong!"

It seems that the founding lineage has indeed faded away, and the descendants of the next generation are all living in their pockets.

Especially this Jia Rong, who has no bones or blood at all. After being beaten, he still knelt down and begged for mercy, which is really embarrassing!

At this moment, Jia Baoyu, Jia Rong, Xue Pan and Feng Ziying had all been knocked to the ground, only Jia Chen was left standing proudly, with a calm face, as stable as Mount Tai.

It's like a banished immortal descending from the mortal world, looking down on all living beings.

His outstanding and independent aura quickly attracted Wen Kan's attention.

"It turns out that there is another fish that slipped through the net!"

Wen Kan asked with a sinister smile, "Boy, whose nephew are you?"

A playful sneer rose from the corner of Jia Chen's lips, and he said proudly:

"I'm Jia Chen, a descendant of Rong Mansion."

Wen Kan crossed his hips, sneered and said:
"It turned out to be a soft bone again, bah! I don't want to beat up spineless bastards, let's go!"

Several Chongrui nobles next to him also echoed:
"This kid didn't move at all, he must have been scared out of his wits!"

"The descendants of the founder of the country are all a bunch of idiots!"

"I'm afraid I'll get my hands and feet dirty, so I don't bother to beat this kind of useless wood."

They said something to you and another to me, they laughed and cursed and turned to leave.

However, at this moment, a domineering male voice sounded:

"Do I give you permission to go?"

(End of this chapter)