The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Outside the Imperial City.

Jia Jue touched his butt, with a faint smile on his lips.

Although Zhao Qi beat him, it was just to forcefully get back the face of the royal family, and it was just a show.

The so-called "thirty big boards hit hard" is just holding it high and lightly, listening to the crackling sound, but it doesn't hurt at all, let alone hurt.

As for the matter of his bestowing a marriage, I think there is no problem.

When he came outside the city gate, he saw Ji Zhong waiting for him.

"Ziyu, have you ever been hurt?" Ji Zhong saw him, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly approached him and asked.

"No." Jia Jue shook his head.

Ji Zhong's eyes were full of joy when he heard this, and he whispered: "In this way, what you mentioned is likely to be accomplished."

"Why did Lord Ji say that?" Jia Jue asked in feigned surprise.

Ji Zhong chuckled: "Although His Majesty looks very angry, but he strikes so lightly, I think it's just a bluff."

"Since that's the case, that's a good word from Mr. Chengji." Jia Jue smiled.

Ji Zhong rubbed his hands together, and asked Jia Jue, "Ziyu, I wonder if there is my younger sister among the girls you married?"

Jia Jue chuckled: "Master Ji, this matter should be discussed with Miss Ji."

"Why discuss with her? An elder brother is like a father, so I agree." Ji Zhong blinked at him suddenly, and said ambiguously, "Besides, you are all already. How can she not agree?"

"Then I'll talk to her later." Jia Jue knew that Ji Zhong had misunderstood, so he could only temporarily agree.

"Ziyu, not only did you make great contributions this time, but you also helped me a lot. I'll treat you to a drink!" Ji Zhong said to him again.

Jia Jue also had doubts in his heart and wanted to ask Ji Zhong, so he agreed with hesitation.

The two came to the private room of a restaurant. Ji Zhong ordered a large table of dishes and toasted Jia Jue frequently.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Jia Jue saw that Ji Zhong was a little drunk, so he asked:
"Master Ji, although we captured Baiying, Zhao Cheng took advantage of the chaos and escaped. What should we do?"

Ji Zhong sighed, took a sip of mulled wine:
"That's why I said that you helped me a lot. If Baiying hadn't been captured, His Majesty would not have spared me just because of Zhao Cheng's escape. In the days to come, I'm afraid I'll have to chase after the remnants of the deposed prince's party."

"Master Ji, what is the origin of this Zhao Cheng? What did you say about the child earlier, what is it?" Jia Jue asked.

Ji Zhong's expression froze, and after confirming that there was no one around, he whispered the original story to Jia Jue.

After Jia Jue heard the words, there was a strange look on his face, he quickly had a drink with Ji Zhong, and took the opportunity to cover up his past.

After drinking a glass of wine, Ji Zhong seemed to have opened up the chatterbox. He approached Jia Jue and whispered:
"Ziyu, let me tell you one more bizarre thing."

"Please tell me." Jia Jue nodded.

"When that Hongyu died, I was only a member of a hundred households, and could only guard the periphery of the imperial city. But that night, I saw a woman who looked exactly like Hongyu, flashing from a corner. Passed away." A trace of confusion flashed in Ji Zhong's eyes, "I thought I had met a ghost, but when I thought about it later, I realized something was wrong, she had a shadow."

"Oh? Are you dazzled?" Jia Jue asked.

Ji Zhong shook his head: "That red jade is as beautiful as a fairy, and it will never be forgotten, so how can I be dazzled?"

Jia Jue's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and asked quickly, "Could it be that Hongyu is still alive?"

"Hush." ​​Ji Zhong said hastily, "Don't talk nonsense about this matter, Ziyu, you just don't know, she is dead or not, so what do you have to do with us? Drink, drink."

Jia Jue nodded, picked up the wine glass, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and things seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

While the two of them were tossing and changing cups, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and then a voice sounded:
"Master Ji, Lord Jia, Your Majesty is calling urgently."

Jia Jue and Ji Zhong looked at each other, and they both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

They just came out of the palace, but they were called back again, could something have happened?

……

Rongguo Mansion, Jialian Courtyard.

A group of female relatives looked sad in front of Jia Lian's mourning hall.

Both Jia's mother and Mrs. Xing couldn't make a sound.

For Jia's mother, Jia Lian is her eldest son and grandson. Although she is not perfect, she is always her grandson.

His death made her extremely heartbroken, especially when Jia She had just died not long ago.

As for Mrs. Xing, Jia Amnesty is dead, and Jia Lian is her only support. Although she is not Jia Lian's biological mother, she is always his mother in name.

But now that even Jia Lian is dead, she can be regarded as having lost her only support.

From then on, she will be helpless, so she is naturally extremely sad.

"What kind of evil is this!" Mother Jia cried.

Wang Xifeng supported Jia's mother and said: "Old lady, according to the yamen people, the villain who poisoned and killed the prince broke into the house where he placed the outer room, unfortunately he was killed."

Because these series of events are extremely secretive, the yamen has unified the caliber to the outside world, and Jia Lian's death is also attributed to encountering a villain.

"Didn't Brother Jue say that these days are not peaceful and you can't go out if you have nothing to do? Why didn't he listen!" Mother Jia cried loudly.

Because of many recent incidents, Jia Jue once ordered the Jia family not to go out, but Jia Lian was concerned about the outside room, and went out of the house while Jia Jue was competing with the Fusang people. Unexpected misfortune.

Everyone sighed a little when they heard the words, if Jia Lian was willing to obey Jia Jue's order, why would this be the case.

"It's just that, speaking of Brother Jue, he has been gone for a few days, why hasn't there been any news?" Lin Daiyu asked suddenly.

These words shocked everyone, and most of the girls panicked. Jia Jue is the pillar of the Jia family, and even their spiritual pillar. He can't do anything.

"Brother is auspicious, he will be fine." Yuan Chun said hastily.

All the girls nodded, comforting themselves in this way.

But at this moment, a woman ran in in a panic:

"Old lady, ladies and gentlemen, something is wrong!"

Hearing the "big thing is bad", all the girls turned pale. Could it be that something happened to Jia Jue?

Several girls who were close to Jia Jue almost fainted.

"What's the matter?" Mother Jia asked tremblingly, "Could it be that something happened to Brother Jue?"

The mother-in-law shook her head quickly: "No, the third master is fine."

All the girls breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, but what the mother-in-law said next made them raise their hearts again:
"Uncle Lin had an accident. People from Jiangnan came and said that it was Uncle Lin. He is about to die."

Uncle Lin is Lin Daiyu's father, Lin Ruhai.

All the girls were shocked when they heard this, and looked at Lin Daiyu together.

Lin Daiyu's pretty face was pale, but the corners of her mouth were bright red, and then she closed her eyes, and she fainted.

Suddenly, all the girls were in chaos.