Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing

Chapter 18: The Lord's Banquet
The next day, Rongguo Mansion became busy early in the morning.

Although it is a dinner party, close guests usually come early after noon.

Ningrong Street is busy with traffic.

The carriages of the powerful and wealthy were lined up far away from the neighborhood.

Such a big event is obviously not just the business of the Rongguo Mansion.

A buffet banquet was held in the Ningrong Back Street, and all the branches of the Jia family in the capital were filled with joy.

Jia Zhen and his son Jia Rong from the East Palace came over to help.

Many students and old friends came uninvited today.

The main courtyard of Rongguo Mansion was filled with tables of banquets to entertain officials below the third rank.

Only those of the third rank and above and those with noble titles can enter the main hall.

At this time, the lunch banquet had not yet begun, but the eight dukes, twelve marquises and several old relatives had already gathered in the warm room.

There was laughter, anger and scolding, and it was very lively.

Jia She was imprisoned.

The female guests from each family in the backyard were entertained by Grandmother Jia, while those in the front yard had to be entertained by Jia Zheng.

"Brother Cong, this is Brother Niu from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. You can just call him Uncle."

"Brother Niu Shi just came back from the border, and I think he will hold a promotion banquet soon."

"Brother Zheng, what you said is wrong. We are all from the same family that founded the country. We should help each other."

"A mere title of nobility is nothing compared to Brother Cong's spiritual cultivation at the age of nine."

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"This is Brother Liu Shi from the Duke of Liguo's Mansion."

"This is Brother Ma from the Duke Zhiguo's Mansion."

Jia Zheng was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood today, and he was dressed up in his best clothes.

Wearing a black gauze scarf on the head, she shows her elegant temperament.

He was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, made of fine fabric and dark color, and a jade belt around his waist.

Since the death of Jia Daishan, the Jia family has never been so prosperous again.

He took Jia Cong and introduced them to each family one by one.

He wanted to introduce all the remaining connections in the Jia family to Jia Cong.

This ability to deal with people and form relationships is extremely important for the children of powerful and wealthy families.

The more connections you have, the more paths you will have in the future.

However, Jia Cong is not included here.

The innate gods, even if they are just born, are far beyond the reach of mortals.

Therefore, he just dealt with everyone with a calm expression and waited patiently.

Jia Cong's character has long been known to the powerful people in Shenjing.

He has a cold personality and ruthless methods.

Those who are masters of spiritual cultivation are naturally proud.

Besides, I came here today to make friends, not to offend anyone.

No one cared about these things, instead they kept praising and flattering Jia Cong.

On the surface, everything seems harmonious.

It was not until the end of the hour of Wei that the servants outside came to report that the masters of the Wang and Shi families had arrived.

Only then did Jia Cong perk up.

When his old wisdom was awakened, he killed many people and captured many ghosts.

But if we have to say who I have offended, it is only Mrs. Wang.

Combined with the incident of the Black Wind Bandits on Anping Mountain.

This Wang Ziteng relies on the Jia family on the surface.

There is a high probability that it is secretly related to Prince Beijing's Palace.

……

After a while, the two brothers of the Shi family and Wang Ziteng of the Wang family were led into the warm room by servants.

Among the many old relatives of the Jia family, including those of the founding fathers, the one with the highest title now is actually the historian.

There were two marquises in the same family. Shi Nai inherited the title of Marquis Baoling, and his brother Shi Ding was additionally granted the title of Marquis Zhongjing.

"Hahaha, Brother Zheng, it's really a cause for celebration that a new baby has appeared in your family!"

Shi Nai came in and congratulated loudly.

"Why do you two brothers have to be so polite?" Jia Zheng stood up to greet them with a smile on his face.

"My eldest brother-in-law is here too."

"Come, Brother Cong, let me introduce you."

Having said that, he was ready to introduce both parties.

"No need, Uncle Zi Yi Jia Cong, you have been refining your spirit at the age of nine, I have heard of your great name for a long time."

"Speaking of which, my sister was also struck by a sword from Master Jia!"

Wang Ziteng had long been accustomed to looking down on the Jia family. Before Jia Zheng finished speaking, he began to make sarcastic remarks.

"This, this matter..."

This made Jia Zheng extremely embarrassed.

Standing there at a loss, the warm atmosphere in the warm room suddenly cooled down.

"The descendant of the Grand Commander-in-Chief, the County Master, and the Governor of the Capital Camp..."

"What a majesty!"

Jia Cong came here today just to try to scare the snake away by removing the grass.

By the way, collect some interest in advance.

Look, Wang Ziteng himself came up with an excuse.

"Wang Ziteng, I once asked the elders in my family. When you went to Liaodong to guard the city, you came to the Jia Mansion to borrow three hundred personal soldiers."

"In the end, only seventeen people came back, and they were all disabled. I want to ask you, where did the rest of the people go?"

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"How can this be justified? On the battlefield, life and death, fortune and disaster, everyone should accept their fate. This is the way it should be."

"Besides, this is a matter between me and your elders. It's not your place as a junior to comment!"

Wang Ziteng didn't expect that he just said a few sour words.

The marriage between the two families was nothing in the first place, yet Jia Cong actually made trouble directly.

I immediately felt embarrassed.

"Commander Wang, you are so arrogant! Life and death, fortune and disaster, all depend on fate!"

Jia Cong lightly flicked the "splitting sword".

In an instant, the magic weapon was unsheathed, sword energy clashed, and the killing was imminent.

Before everyone could see clearly, blood spurted out.

He directly cut off Wang Ziteng's right arm.

Then return to the sheath.

Jia Cong's expression remained unchanged, as if he had done something insignificant.

"I just don't know if your Wang family's strength is as great as your tone."

"Since the position of the governor of the Beijing camp was exchanged for my personal soldiers!"

"I'll give you three days to resign and return home!"

"Otherwise, I will come to visit you in person in three days."

"Look at your Wang family. What kind of disaster or destiny have they encountered?"

This time, including the few people who were already slightly drunk.

All the founding nobles in the warm chamber suddenly woke up.

He looked at Jia Cong in disbelief.

The Daqian royal family did not prohibit nobles from fighting each other.

On the contrary, they implicitly encourage it, as long as innocent people are not involved.

The Jiedushi of the Beijing Camp was a military general of the second rank and was definitely one of the top leaders of the Daqian military.

Above them are only a few old generals from the Five Military Commanderies who are more symbolic.

As a result, Jia Cong disagreed.

Directly cut off Wang Ziteng's arm.

He also forced Wang Ziteng to resign within three days.

Death is destiny!
It's clear that they are trying to wipe out the entire Wang family!

The murderous words were beyond description.

"Hey, is this not the right time for us to come?"

At this moment, a surprised voice came from the door of the warm room.

Xia Shouzhong, the close attendant of Emperor Shunde, came over under the guidance of a servant, holding the imperial edict in his hand.

"Manager Xia..."

"Master Jia, there is no need to be so polite."

Xia Shouzhong stretched out his hand to stop Jia Zheng from trying to move, and looked at everyone in the warm room calmly.

It was as if he didn’t see Wang Ziteng who had just had his arm cut off.

With a somewhat flattering smile on his face, he quickly walked up to Jia Cong and bent down to say.

"Greetings, Master Jia. The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and today is Master Jia's ennoblement banquet."

"The Emperor and His Majesty are both concerned about this, and they specially asked our family to send a gift."

At this moment, the founding heroes in the room became even more restless.

They all stood up in shock.

Even though Emperor Shunde no longer had any power, he was still the emperor, not to mention that this matter was instructed by the retired emperor.

What a grace this is!
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(End of this chapter)