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Chapter 34 2.24 The Awakening of Jia Amnesty
Chapter 2

2.24 The Awakening of Jia Amnesty and the Upheaval of Jia Mansion

A new week has started again, can the humble author Jun weakly ask for a few monthly tickets~~~~~~
Jia Amnesty looked down on Wang Ziteng, and even looked down on the so-called "Jinling Wang family" at all. When Prince Yizhong was still the prince, Wang Ziteng was not even qualified to be his follower.

What Wei Xu said to Jia Lian made him suddenly think a lot, and also made him suddenly realize that he almost couldn't remember when was the last time he thought so much.

For so many years, good wine, beauties, banquets, and fun are all he has, because he can't get out of the gorgeous Duke's mansion, and even this small courtyard, he rarely goes out.

How many years ago did that come?

At that time, Jia Amnesty was still recognized by the entire capital as "Jia's unicorn son", and he and his cousin Jia Jing were both literary and military, and they were Prince Yizhong's iron club.

At that time, the two so-called "Hou Ye" of the historian were only worthy of following him as dog legs, and they were the two of them to deal with any trivial matters in daily life.

At that time, Wang Ziteng was only in the honor of Jia Daihua, then the military governor of the Beijing camp, and was dawdling in the three major battalions as a low-level guerrilla general.

Therefore, no matter the current Mrs. Wang or Aunt Xue, they are actually the daughters of the Wang family, but they can only marry into the second wife of the Jia family, or a merchant like the Xue family, because they are only qualified for this.

At that time, the so-called "Xue family" wasn't even qualified to meet him, because they were just white gloves of a group of four princes and eight males.

At that time, Lian'er's mother was still there, and Jia She even had her face completely blurred, only remembering the Xu Xian beside him who was nothing but looks.

It's just that she is the legitimate daughter of the Zhang family in Hebei, a famous scholar in the country. Back then, Jia Zhu was able to marry the eldest daughter of Li Shouzhong, the Imperial College Jijiu, because it was her father-in-law's family.

How long?It was that time, that night, in order not to let herself be distracted by her, Madam jumped off the city wall. Now, it seems to be the ninth year of Yongzheng, right?That was nine years ago?

Although he knew that his uncle Jia Daihua made the right choice at the time, Xungui was originally trying to secure his wife and son, and if he won the battle, he would kill off his children and grandchildren, even if he didn't fight, what about her?How to avenge her?
After that, his heart died. For so many years, the women around him came and went, and he couldn't even remember their names. Even if it was the Xu Xian, he only remembered that her surname was Xing.

what do you say that is?Jia Amnesty shook his head, really couldn't remember.

But the conversation between Wei Xu and Jia Lian made him have to remember this, because after so many years of self-imprisonment, he didn't care about the affairs of the mansion, but when he looked up, he found that someone even dared to reach out for the title?
He does not have much kinship with his mother, which he admits, because since he was a child, he actually grew up beside his grandmother, and Jia Daishan was in charge of education himself.

Mother is just an unfamiliar title, a symbol that sits in front of her in the morning and evening, and a relative who doesn't communicate much.

Since that night, he has given up too many things, but now, even the few things left by his son, how dare he reach out?
When Jia Zheng's good son was elected, he heard the rumors, but he didn't take it seriously, and donated an acquaintance to Jia Lian later, and the rumors disappeared immediately.

He always thought that these things had disappeared along with those rumors, but after hearing Wei Xu's reminder, when he asked about the affairs in the mansion again, he found that it had reached this point?

Born with jade, born rich and noble, destined to have great fortune?What it is?
Naturally auspicious, with such a high background, I wonder if the royal family would be willing to give him a big fortune when they heard about it?Or let him recreate directly?Just based on this, do you dare to think where you shouldn't reach out?

Jia She stood up slowly, his expression became more and more serious, but as he stood up, the expression of the concubine who was serving beside him became more and more frightened.

It was as if the one standing in front of him was no longer the old man who joked with him every day, but an ancient ferocious beast, ready to devour anyone at any time!

"Go ask Lai Da to come over, I have something to tell him." Jia Amnesty can't even remember the name of the person in front of him, it's just a woman, what's the point?
"Master, Manager Lai" the concubine was so frightened that she was at a loss.

"The manager?" Jia Amnesty was at a loss, "He's already the manager? Where's old housekeeper Lin?"

"Slave. I don't know, slave!" The concubine was already crying. She had only been here for a year, so how could she know what old butler Lin was?
"Wang Shanbao, get out of here if you're not dead!" Jia She suddenly yelled violently, but his voice was like thunder, spreading throughout the small courtyard.

In just a few breaths, a slightly old servant rushed in almost scrambling, but before he knelt down, he looked at Jia She in disbelief.

A slave, staring at his master fiercely, and staring unscrupulously, is rude no matter what, but this slave laughed, and even cried tears of laughter, and the saliva fell from the laughter.

"Young master, are you back? Are you back?" Wang Shanbao knelt on the ground with a thud, crying in a crying voice.

"Yes, if I don't come back, some people should forget about me?" Jia She said coldly.

"Young master, you have been away all these years, the slaves are suffering!" Wang Shanbao cried excitedly, "You don't know what the mansion is saying about you now!"

"Is it important?" Jia She said coldly, "It's just a bunch of blind slaves, just kill them."

"Master, do you need to take action now?" Wang Shanbao said bitterly. He had had enough of these years of humiliation. "Who else is here?" Jia She didn't answer, but changed the question.

"They're all there!" Wang Shanbao stood up abruptly, with a straight spine and an excited expression, as if he had returned to the past. At that time, they were not called slaves, but at that time, their names were soldiers!

"They're all there?" Jia Amnesty didn't quite believe it.

"Even if he is dead, his son is still there!" Wang Shanbao almost shouted at the top of his voice.

"After you go out, gather them together and live in Zhuangzi under my name outside the city first. When I hear from you, don't forget to bring a few of them to stand here. It's been too long, I almost forgot that I am still from Rongguo Mansion Owner.

It turns out that I am not as good as a 15-year-old child. I need someone to remind me of the problems that even he can see. "Jia Amnesty said coldly.

"Yes, young master!" Wang Shanbao roared loudly, turned around and rushed out after speaking.

"Come back!" Jia She called to stop him, "Get some people over here, take out all the things in the room, and exchange my old things back."

"Master, where are these things?" Wang Shanbao asked blankly.

"Burn!" Jia Amnesty said with a cold expression, "Bring me my clothes, you know where they are."

"Yes, young master!" Wang Shanbao's face instantly became a little crazy.

The entire Jia family soon saw the soaring smoke column and huge flames rising from Jia She's courtyard, and everyone was at a loss for what to do.

"Yuanyang, what's going on outside?" Mother Jia sat up from the couch annoyed and asked when she heard the commotion.

"Old Ancestor, it's the Grand Master's side. Look, it's so hot!" At this time, Yuanyang's pretty face was still childish.

"What? What is that naughty son doing?" Jia Mu helped Yuanyang up and went to the courtyard angrily, "Take me there!"

"Yes, old ancestor!" Soon, a servant ran over carrying a sliding pole.

But Jia Amnesty didn't stay in the courtyard, but strode straight to Rongxi Hall, so that Wang Shanbao couldn't keep up, and had to trot from time to time.

But where Jia She passed by, everyone looked at them stupidly, and even forgot to salute. Fortunately, Jia She didn't care about these things.

A dark blue five-clawed python robe, cloud-walking official boots, a jade belt around the waist, a deerskin wristband, and even a long sword hanging on the left waist. Even while walking, Jia She still held the hilt with his left hand.

This long sword is only three feet long, with a dark blue appearance and dark gold armor. There are no complicated and gorgeous decorations, only the hilt is on the shield, and there is a word "Rong" on each side!

"Brother, what are you doing?" Jia Zheng, who was chatting with a few Qing guests in Rongxi Hall, was about to scold Jia Amnesty when he saw Jia Amnesty, but was dumbfounded when he saw his attire.

"Get out!" Jia Amnesty strode across the threshold without even looking at his younger brother, turned around and kicked Jia Zheng out of the gate.

"My lord!" Several Qing guests hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Get out!" Jia Amnesty took off his long sword and swiped the sheath at the face of a Qing guest. Amidst the screams, these people rushed out of the gate.

"Brother, you." Jia Zheng stood at the door with his back covered in pain, and looked at Jia Amnesty sitting on the main seat.

"Wang Shanbao, inform the Eight Dukes that the successors will gather here tomorrow!" Jia Amnesty still ignored him, "Also, replace the original things in this room, take them all out and burn them!"

Sitting on the sliding pole, Mother Jia saw the ornate ornaments thrown from the Rongxi Hall from a distance, as well as Jia Amnesty sitting on the main seat, especially his attire, her face became a little gloomy.

But then, she waved her hand vigorously, motioning to carry it back.

PS: As the successor of a duke's mansion, Jia Amnesty couldn't be a waste. At that time, Rong Guogong Jia Daishan was still there, and it was impossible to watch his eldest son grow up to be a waste. The author Zhe diverged a bit here.

(End of this chapter)