The Supreme Emperor Jia She of the Red Chamber

Self-ashamed, Jia She silently reviewed himself, and then decided to be picky, after all, his old master had no backing.

Jia Amnesty marched towards Jinling with a group of children, Jun, with a very clear purpose of rushing to Jia's old house.

Well, he is a good patriarch who killed relatives righteously!

As soon as the carriage came to a complete stop, Liu Che jumped out of the carriage first, and Hou Ziqi couldn't wait to step on the stool to get out of the carriage, shouting: "Uncle Xiao Congzi, wait for me, I haven't played enough games yet."

"Oh, be careful." Jia She hugged the elder sister and sighed in the back: "Why did you come out of the old Hou's house? You are a little monkey, jumping up and down at all. Cong Er, hold your eldest nephew."

Liu Che paused, looked back at Jia She, looked at the love in the other's eyes, and smiled helplessly.

No matter how I like it, Hou Ziqi is also someone else's grandson.

"No need! I'm a general, how can I be taken care of by others." Hou Ziqi puffed out his chest and said plausibly, walking forward.Even in an unfamiliar environment, he was not afraid of strangers at all, looking around the gate of Jia's house with his hands behind his back like a little gentleman, curious: "Grandpa Jia, I heard that your house is also a duke's mansion? Why is there no concierge? "

Hearing this, Liu Che glanced at the vermilion door, looked at the peeling red paint on it, smiled ironically, and ordered to the left and right, "Knock on the door."

Immediately, a young servant stepped forward and knocked on the door with a copper ring.After knocking on a stick of incense, a person came out and asked impatiently, "Who is it?"

When Jia Amnesty saw someone acting like he was being disturbed and had a bad look on his face, he became very angry.Not to mention the cost of repairing the old house in Jingzhong every year, even though his grand master used the banner of worshiping the ancestors, he sent people to the old house in advance with real money, and ordered people to wait for him!

But now!

"Tie it up for the Lord!" Jia She yelled angrily, "Beat him straight away, and send him straight to the government!"

Everyone was stunned for a while by the three direct blows. After following Jia She for a long time, the guards, who were used to convulsions from time to time, came back to their senses, and quickly found ropes to tie up the porter.

"Do you know where this is? If you dare to commit murder in Rongguo Mansion, you will die?" Seeing that he was about to be tied up, the porter roared with a ferocious expression.

"Go to your sister's Rongguo Mansion!" Jia Amnesty was deeply shocked by these words, and couldn't help but swear.Rao was in the Rongguo Mansion in the capital, and Lai everyone was the first among the slaves, so he didn't dare to say such domineering words in public.

What's more, his master never said such domineering and invincible words!

Really... Really... The sky is high and the emperor is far away, the slave bullies the master!

"Let's go, ransack the house for the master." Jia She waved his big hand, and rushed in with his eldest sister in his arms, as if no one was there.

"Scrape the house, ransack the house, raid the house!" Hou Ziqi waved his little hand, rushing in accordingly.

Liu Che: "..."

He has seen this kind of monkey calling the king too many times, and there is nothing new at all.Liu Che turned around and went back to the carriage, and said to the boy, "I'll take a nap for a while, and we'll talk about it after their quarrel is over."

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Not at all like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. After passing through the big waves, Jia Sherao is over forty years old, but along the way, the servants caught along the way are either playing cockfights, betting with the maids, or even being tied up and not afraid of death. shouted, "What uncle? The one who decides here is Master Jin."

"Grandpa, don't be angry, my daughter treats you to some candy, and you will be very happy after eating." The eldest sister felt the sudden low-pressure atmosphere, and generously took out the jujube cake that she had finally treasured from the small purse hanging on her waist .

Hearing the almost heavenly voice of a child, Jia She suppressed his anger, and with a gratified smile on his face, he whispered to his eldest sister, and then called the nanny to take him away.

After such a delay, Mr. Jin rushed out of the backyard with a few guards who were beaten, smashed, and robbed, "Master, I want to see who dares to be here..."

Before the ruthless words were finished, the voice of the always domineering Master Jin trembled instantly, "Master...don't you miss leaving in Yangzhou?

Upon hearing Jin San's subconscious words, Jia She became very angry, "You think you won't go back to Jinling after buying a brothel in Yangzhou, huh?"

The slightly rising ending sound, at this moment, has an invisible coercion.

"I don't dare, I don't dare." Jin San took a step back again and again, thinking about how he should deal with it, but Jia Amnesty spoke straightforwardly again, with an extremely cold voice: "Send me to the official, send me to the official!!"

Everyone: "..."

Jin San was in a hurry, "My lord's family is ugly..."

"Family ugliness should not be publicized, but do you count as family ugliness?" Jia She rolled his eyes, "A mere slave is trying to raise it shoulder to shoulder with the Patriarch?"

"This..." Jin San was speechless, racking his brains to quickly think of countermeasures.

"What's more, people can't avoid diseases and avoid medical treatment." Jia Amnesty said earnestly: "Otherwise, what's the use of asking the government? What's more..."

A cold smile crossed Jia She's lips, "Don't you know what happened to Jia Zheng?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone suddenly recalled the news that their brother Ni Qiang confronted the court half a year ago.

After saying this, Jia Amnesty didn't care whether everyone came to their senses or not, and immediately ordered people to gag and tie them up, and then ordered the Jia's mansion to be searched.

After a while, the yard gradually filled with countless gold, silver and jewels: there are specially allocated repair funds; there are ancient relics of tea cups that were scrapped earlier; ; There are treasures of town houses that have been plundered from elsewhere; there are...

All kinds of things, as far as the eye can see, are dizzying and dazzled.

Jia Amnesty held the ledger in his hand and was on the verge of rage.

With the book "Red Mansion" still in his mind, he has lingering fears, and actively struggles to improve the fate of Da Fang, but when all these facts are in front of him, how can he have any reason to say that the Jia family is innocent?He is innocent?Innocent and without arrogance?Domineering?

Unexpectedly, there was a chill in his heart, Jia She turned his eyes and glanced at the servants with different expressions in the courtyard, and sneered.

"Go, go to the yamen."

"It's getting dark now, Grandpa Jia, do you still want to go out?" Hou Ziqi, who was still ignorant, reminded him while eating a pastry on a small stool beside him.

"Of course." Jia Amnesty nodded, then turned around and gave instructions to the left and right, asking them to take care of the three children, then gritted his teeth and rushed to the Jinling government office.

Although he received the news that Jia Amnesty came to Jinling and was going to fight at Jia's house, the prefect of Jinling was still stunned for a moment when he heard the drumbeat, and turned to ask the master for proof: "You said...you said that General Jia sued Jinling Jia All the slaves in the family?"

"Exactly." The master couldn't figure out how such a good person's brain can be so convoluted, and he replied in a low voice: "General Jia said that although these are all born at home, and the deed of prostitution is also tightly held in his hands, he could have disposed of them at will. But looking at these servants with healthy limbs, he couldn't bear to be disabled one by one. I heard that there is a shortage of guards in the south, so they can just contribute to the country."

The prefect of Jinling twitched when he heard the words, "This reason is really..."

"My lord, I heard that Young Master Hou is also in the Jia residence." The master added mysteriously.

Hearing this, the magistrate hurriedly said: "Hurry up and get promoted!" Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Jia family is going downhill, and he doesn't care about a third-rank general of Xujue.But with the addition of a grandson of the emperor, this incident might be different.

After the yamen servant shouted "Mighty", Jia Amnesty straightened his back without feeling any embarrassment at all. After watching the magistrate sit down, he said, "My lord, I am not good at housekeeping, and have caused these moths to run amok in the village. The evidence is all there, and how to judge should be dealt with in accordance with the law."

The corner of Zhifu’s mouth twitched fiercely. He looked at the mountain of account books and land deeds that were placed on the table intermittently, and glanced at the more and more onlookers outside the lobby. There was a trace of suspicion in his eyes, and he called the master to ask: "Why are there such gatherings today?" How many people?"

"Oh, I let someone spread the word. All villagers who have been bullied by the servants of the Jia family can come and claim compensation." Jia She continued with a look of embarrassment on his face, "The rest of the Jia family in Jinling All the silver will be used as taxes for the people!"

Prefect: "..."

Onlookers: "..."

After a breath, the people who came back to their senses immediately erupted with enthusiastic noises.

"I, Jia She, will never break my promise!" Jia She frowned, enjoying the little eyes that were adored by countless pairs of eyes with gratitude and hope.For him, the family property confiscated from the servants was not what he expected, and it is very good that he can make the best use of it now.

If you want to be a prodigal, you must also be defeated!

What's more, Jia's house was ransacked, and the family property was also filled into the national treasury.

He can still make a name for himself now.

Jia Shemei was fiddled with small calculations, he wanted to hold public opinion hostage, so that the rest of the family would at least put the slave's punishment on the table to tear it up.

There will always be slaves who can't bear it and bite the master back.

As for how to spread from Jia Haonu to other families?Jia She smiled lightly, then faced the people with a bitter look, and said guiltily: "There are always right and wrong in this world. I, Jia She, am not a person with a heart like a snake. These slaves have yelled at them for generations. The Jia family even followed my grandfather in the South and North Wars, and made a lot of contributions, after all, there is no credit but hard work, but!"

Suddenly raising a decibel, Jia Amnesty took out a green leather account book from his chest, held it up high, brushed his cheeks inadvertently, and used the secret medicine that had been dipped in beforehand, so that his eyes were red.

Jia She wrinkled his nose and said coldly: "They colluded with outsiders, not only emptied my Jia family's property, but even sold my Jia family's sacrificial land! This is killing our Jia family's roots!"

Hearing the word Jitian, everyone's faces were filled with anger.If the clan is a tree, which provides protection for the whole family, then the sacrificial field is the soil, which supports the trees to grow vigorously.

Moreover, the law stipulates that land sacrifices are not included in the confiscation of homes and properties, so each clan has a fixed number of land sacrifices.The honorable family can expand a certain number of acres through the cumbersome procedures of converting fertile land into sacrificial land, but there is no such thing as direct trading in the current etiquette.

Selling the land for sacrifice is tantamount to digging up people's ancestral graves.

Buying the land for sacrifice is also a self-inflicted crime.

All eyes were focused on the account book that Jia She held up high, eager to know who could do such a despicable thing.

Jia Amnesty took a deep breath, flipped through the account book, and his eyes paused. Now it is not fabricated out of thin air, trying to make a fool of himself, but a real person who moved to the sacrificial field with a real heart.

Hmm... He just added a bad intention at the end, dragging the Zhen family into trouble.

Hmm... he really is a map gun, invincible.