Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing
Chapter 118: Reason? What right does the Zhen family have to reason?
Chapter 118: Reason? What right does the Zhen family have to reason?
“Sister Bao, am I right?”
Jia Cong turned and looked at Baochai.
Under normal circumstances, when there was a conflict between the younger generation, a steward would be sent to apologize with gifts.
I have already given enough face to the other party.
But today…
Jia Cong and Xue Baochai did not enter the city in a low-key manner.
Ma Ruyue and Hou Jingyun, two personal guard commanders, led 800 cavalrymen and were waiting outside the city of Jinling as ordered.
Now everyone in Jinling City knows that Jia Cong and Baochai have returned.
At this time, send a steward to visit.
There is no doubt that he deliberately wanted to suppress Jia Cong.
“Money and silk touch people’s hearts.”
“Just beat him to death.”
Baochai was quick-witted and guessed what the Zhen family was planning.
They are simply relying on the relationship with the retired emperor and coming for the salt profits.
Whether there is a date or not, give it a try!
If we can really get 10% or 20% of the profits, that would be a huge sum every year.
“Hou Jingyun!”
“Take a hundred people to the Jia family in Jinling and behead those who are close to the Zhen family in the street.”
“If there is any obstacle, kill without mercy!”
“Ma Ruyue, let the rest of the people follow me to meet the Zhen family!”
It would be fine if Jia Cong didn’t say anything.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a murderous aura hit him in the face.
In just a few words, heads started rolling in.
Xue Pan, who was standing by, was stunned and shuddered subconsciously.
“promise!”
After leaving the hall, his mount, the white tiger, shook its head and ran over quickly.
……
甄家
“Nonsense!”
“That Purple-Robed Marquis killed so many people in Jiangnan!”
“In Shandong, more than fifty third-level masters of the White Lotus Sect were killed!”
“How dare you provoke him!”
The Zhen family occupied an entire street in Jinling City.
There are two cross-courtyards on the east and west sides, each with five entrances.
In the entire Jinling City, the Zhen family’s mansion claims to be second to none in terms of grandeur, and no other family dares to claim to be first.
Just today.
From the main hall in the front yard of the Zhen family came the angry rebuke of the head of the family, Zhen Yingjia.
In Zhen Yingjia’s generation, the Zhen family had three legitimate sons.
However, the wealthy and powerful families have always chosen only one heir and trained him intensively from a young age.
The rest is left to play.
The second and third branches of the Zhen family spend their days in debauchery and bullying men and women.
The Zhen family is wealthy and powerful, and has even greater influence.
As long as you are in Jinling City, you can’t turn the tables.
Zhen Yingjia never interfered with his son’s affairs because they were born to the same mother.
I just didn’t expect it when I came back today.
Then I heard the butler reporting what had happened before, and it was like a bolt from the blue exploding in my ears.
“Big brother, you are too serious. My second brother and I are only thinking about our family.”
“The profit from the salt business is tens of millions of taels of silver per year. Even if we can get 20% or 30% of it.”
“It’s enough to provide our people with food and clothing.”
But at this time, the third master of the Zhen family had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.
He said to himself: “Besides, we sent Manager Zhang to the Xue family but he didn’t do anything.”
“It’s nothing more than an apology.”
“No matter how powerful Jia Cong is, can he be more powerful than the emperor?”
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yingjia’s eyes went dark.
I almost fainted.
To be fair, is there anything wrong with what the third master of the Zhen family said and did?
At first glance, it doesn’t seem like a big deal.
The game between powerful families is nothing more than mutual testing and compromise.
No one would make a mortal enemy unless it was absolutely necessary.
Under the pretext of an apology, a steward was sent to the Xue family to investigate the matter, and no one could find fault with it.
The issue is……
What qualifications does the Zhen family have to reason with Jia Cong?
A trip to Jiangnan!
A trip to Shandong!
Who has Jia Cong ever really reasoned with?
“boom!”
Before Zhen Yingjia could open his mouth to curse again.
There was a sudden loud noise in the hallway.
The entire Zhen Mansion trembled three times.
Caught off guard, Zhen Yingjia fell to the ground. “Master, it’s bad. A group of soldiers came outside and surrounded our house.”
“The leader seems to be Marquis Zi Yi.”
The housekeeper of the Zhen residence ran in in a panic to report.
What a disaster!
This thought flashed through Zhen Yingjia’s mind subconsciously.
“Hurry, help me out!”
Without caring about anything else, Zhen Yingjia hurriedly asked the housekeeper to help him up.
Ran hurriedly towards the door.
……
Outside the Zhen family
Seven hundred elite cavalrymen stood in silence, blocking the wide streets and alleys.
The Zhen family’s gatehouse and the gatehouses on both sides have become a ruin.
Jia Cong took back the sacred seal.
He raised his head and looked calmly at the four auras rising from the Zhen Mansion.
“One great scholar, three martial arts masters.”
“If you don’t want to die, get out!”
The last word “roll” echoed throughout the city of Jinling.
“Treasure Seal, White Tiger!”
“It’s the Purple Robe Marquis!”
“Come on!”
“Purple-Robed Marquis, please spare my life. I didn’t mean to offend you!”
The four third-level priests that the Zhen family had hired at a huge price heard this voice.
I was immediately frightened out of my wits.
In the past few months, there have been dozens of third-level masters who have died directly or indirectly at the hands of Jia Cong!
All the great scholars in Jiangnan were almost killed.
How dare I say anything more, let alone consider the Zhen family.
I wish I could use all my strength to escape.
……
“Zi Yihou!”
“Wait a minute, wait a minute!”
“It’s all a misunderstanding!”
Just then, several greetings came from the Zhen Mansion.
Zhen Yingjia ran out of the house in a panic.
“My Lord, this is all a misunderstanding!”
“My two younger brothers made the decision on their own.”
“Even if the Zhen family had eight guts, they wouldn’t dare to offend the Marquis!”
Zhen Yingjia was promoted to the position of Imperial Commissioner and President of Jinling Provincial Tiren Academy!
This official position can be divided into two parts if we talk about it in detail.
One of them is the imperial envoy, who is appointed to a higher rank. When an imperial envoy leaves the capital, he will meet an official one level higher.
As for the president of Ti-Ren Yuan, it was not actually an official title in the imperial court.
Instead, he was under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Household Department, which meant, to put it bluntly, he was a minister of the Supreme Emperor.
Even though the grade is not high, the old saying is true.
It depends on the owner when it comes to beating a dog.
In this secondary capital of Jinling, no one dares to ignore Zhen Yingjia.
But today I’m facing Jia Cong.
Zhen Yingjia no longer has the arrogance he used to have.
Begging for mercy again and again.
“I’ll give you three sentences to convince me!”
Jia Cong rode on a white tiger and looked down at Zhen Yingjia.
Devoured the soul of a Japanese ninja who was at the half-step fourth realm level.
Dabai’s strength skyrocketed.
Directly reached the late stage of the third level of great demon from the early stage of the third level of great demon.
I have just broken through to a new realm and am not yet able to perfectly control my aura.
Inadvertently, a terrifying and bloodthirsty aura will be revealed.
Zhen Yingjia couldn’t help but feel like he was dying.
“Compensation, the Zhen family is willing to compensate the Marquis with eight million taels of silver!”
Seeing the disaster of genocide right before his eyes, Zhen Yingjia could no longer care about anything else.
He hurriedly promised great benefits.
This is all the money that the Zhen family has accumulated over a hundred years.
“Two more sentences!”
But Jia Cong’s expression did not fluctuate at all.
“The Zhen family owns 70,000 acres of fertile land in Jiangnan. We are willing to compensate you all!”
“And one last sentence!”
“Wait, my lord!”
“The Zhen family has a treasure that is passed down from generation to generation. Our ancestors once said that if one day the Zhen family offends an existence that they cannot afford to offend.”
“You can use this treasure to buy a way out!”
“It’s very useful for those above the fourth level!”
(End of this chapter)