[Red Mansion] Master is always taken away

Wu Ming finally confessed to the facts of the crime under the evidence and under the torture of the masters of prison in Dali Temple.

It's just that so many people died in Baozi Wu's house. Although the maids and servants who worked in his house wanted to leave or find another employer, but because of the death, the previous yamen and this Dali Temple kept guards around Baozi Wu's house. , so everyone still uses the well water in the yard for drinking water.

Wu Ming's murder weapon was hidden there, and with so many of them, they drank water mixed with the blood of dead people every day.

As long as they think of this, the servants and male servants of Baozi Wu's family will vomit one after another. They can't even eat lunch well, and they even feel like throwing up when they see red or meat.

Due to the delay, the afternoon shift was delayed by half an hour.

When he left, he almost forgot the black sheath sword thrown in someone else's arms, but Fan hurriedly snatched it up and held it in his arms for Jia She.

The lunch at noon was already cold, and Jia Amnesty didn't like the lunch in Dali Temple, so he took two young men to a nearby restaurant, ordered some dishes, and drank a glass of wine.

However, as soon as he was full, and he hadn't drunk the tea after the meal, the servants of the Dali Temple rushed over to find him.

"What? The suspect Wu Ming escaped?" Jia Amnesty was surprised.

The big prison in Dali Temple is not to say that it is comparable to the sky prison, but it is much stricter than the prisons in the county government and the government government. How could Wu Ming escape without a day's work? !

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Gu Qingzhi was also the first two seniors. When Wu Ming was taken down, he went to the back hall and ate in a hurry without even drinking a sip of tea. After the case was dealt with, the report went up, but it was unexpected that two jailers died in the prison——

Wu Ming would go on a violent rampage to hurt people, killing two yamen servants, and ran away with shackles in a hurry without even searching for them.

"Hmph, he's a bit superficial, but Mr. Gu underestimated this man." Jia She sneered, obviously it was Wu Ming, he said it all, it was not the first time he killed someone, he was a repeat offender in the past, vicious and ruthless, but He looks good, seems harmless, and makes people feel less alert. He is a tricky character.

Gu Qingzhi was very shameless. If such vicious people escaped, he might not even be able to keep his black hat.

This is different from not catching Wu Ming before. The people below are negligent, and if not done well, they will implicate him. You must know that he also has many opponents who don't like him.

Gu Qingzhi's face turned red and then turned pale. Facing Jia She's sarcasm, he had nothing to say. Seeing his appearance after Jia She said, he felt like he was bullying him.

Wei Wei didn't feel very good in his heart, after all he didn't like Wu Ming.

Although the master is not a good person, but like Wu Ming, the master is so kind that there is no reason for it.

Gu Qingzhi's eyes were confused, and he raised his eyes to look at Jia She, but two servants behind Jia She came in at some time, and one of them was holding a sword in his hand.

He didn't bother to say that Jia Amnesty even brought a servant in when he was on an errand. In fact, this was quite common. Occasionally, some family members would bring a servant to wait on them, but no one in Daxia Dynasty brought two of them.

However, Gu Qingzhi's brain suddenly became flexible. He thought of Jia She's kung fu from the black scabbard sword, and looked at Jia She eagerly, with a plea in his eyes: "Mr. "

He stammered, embarrassed to hear what he said, after all, Jia Amnesty's status was there, and he was not a fast catcher.

After Gu Qingzhi finished speaking, he immediately regretted it. Jia Amnesty is very good at martial arts and even rescued him, but it is not so easy to hunt down the criminal. First of all, you need to know where the person is going, and you must be able to track and judge. I can't catch up at all.

This matter can't be counted on the capable man in front of him.

Jia She frowned, thinking of the murderer Wu Ming absconding in fear of crime, he felt uncomfortable.

Such ungrateful and cruel people should be killed quickly!

"Bring the sword!" Jia Amnesty took the sword from the copper coin, his expression instantly became solemn and reverent, he held the hilt of the sword, turned and left.

Only one sentence was left: "Wu Ming, within five days, I will kill him!"

The two servants hurriedly followed, while the remaining Gu Qingzhi looked at Jia She's back and was moved in his heart.

In the future, whoever says Jia Amnesty is wrong, Gu Qingzhi will fight with him desperately.

When Jia Amnesty left Dali Temple, the copper coin and the fan thought that the master would rush to chase the prisoner, but they didn't expect the master to go directly to the brothel.

In the Yanchun Building, the bustard's gums were showing when she smiled. This Rong Guogong has not been here for a long time, and he ordered four top cards as soon as he came. He can earn a lot today, but is it too early to "do things"? some.

After bathing and fasting for three days, on the fourth day, on the only way from Tong County to the outside of the pass, Wu Ming rode a stolen rough horse, his body stiffened in disgrace.

——Because there was a man and a horse in front of him.

The man on the horse was dressed in white Shengxue, his face was stern, and even the corners of his mouth were cold when he spoke.

Jia She said: "Wu Ming."

It wasn't questioning, nor looking for something to say, he seemed to be just to call Wu Ming's name, this time only.

Wu Ming's throat moved, his eyes were only on Jia She, and he didn't dare to be distracted at all.

"My lord! You are your lord, why should you have trouble with a villain?"

"Draw the sword!" Jia Amnesty said coldly, looking at a long curved cloth bag hanging on the opponent's horse, without answering his question.

Wu Ming held the reins of the horse with his left hand, and subconsciously pressed the knife with his right hand, but he smiled wryly. His knife was a hatchet stolen from a farmer, let alone a real precious knife. During the years when he hid his identity in Baozi Wu, He has never practiced sword skills again, so how can he be the opponent of Rong Guogong, the champion of martial arts.

"Draw the sword!" Jia Amnesty repeated.

Cold sweat was breaking out on Wu Ming's forehead, but he still didn't intend to give up in the face of life and death. Besides, he only heard that Rong Guogong was the champion of martial arts, and he had never seen Rong Guogong's martial arts level with his own eyes. I can kill myself.

If you can't beat yourself, you can still escape...

However, Wu Ming looked at his nasty horse and at the opponent's BMW, thinking that if he seriously injured the opponent later and robbed the opponent's horse, then the Duke of this country would not be able to catch up with him.

When Wu Ming drew his sword, Jia Amnesty's sword was only held in his hand, not out of its sheath.

Jia She fasted for three days and only tracked Wu Ming for one day. In Jia She's eyes, this man was not very good at concealing his whereabouts. He waited for the other party to make a move, and then a cold light flashed, and the two fought——

After a few rounds, Jia She raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression slightly excited. This man is stronger than the assassins in the south of the Yangtze River, and he is actually good at swordsmanship.

No wonder he was able to escape from Dali Temple, but it is a pity that he is an immoral person, he deserves to be killed!

Wu Ming was horrified, but the opponent's sword became more and more difficult to parry. After seven moves, Jia Amnesty was no longer interested in Wu Ming's sword skills, and he stabbed the last sword...

Then, he blew on the blood flower on the tip of the sword, and his eyes showed a hint of joy, but unfortunately he was sluggish for a while, because he felt that his lower abdomen suddenly saw the blood red, and he began to move around the corner.

Jia Amnesty wiped the sword with a white handkerchief, put it back into the scabbard, and did not look at Wu Ming's corpse. He had already left a message for the arresters, and naturally someone came to lead the body.

After closing his eyes for a moment, suppressing the uncomfortable feeling in his body, Jia Amnesty's expression finally returned to coldness, and he rode back to Beijing.

After returning to Rongguo Mansion, after bathing and his hair slightly damp, Jia Amnesty began to play the piano and meditate.

The sound of the piano in the courtyard of the big house made the servants and maidservants stop, Madam Xing also listened fascinatedly through the courtyard wall, and then followed Wang Shanbao's family and sighed: "The master is getting more and more elegant, and it seems that I... With a sigh, Mrs. Xing knew that she was a small family, that is, literate and accountable, so she couldn't do the things of bosom friend and sex.

Fortunately, among the master's aunts, they are worse than myself.

Mrs. Xing smiled, but she suddenly hid her smile when she thought of the widow and the oil bottle that the master brought back from Jiangnan.

She asked: "You said... Then Widow Liu... What is the master planning to do? Why are you showing kindness for no reason?"

Mrs. Xing doesn't believe it. The master has never been a good person. He has always liked the new and disliked the old. Widow Liu is so beautiful. son is much stronger...

The eyes of Wang Shanbao's family turned, and he still tried his best to comfort his wife: "Madam, why worry, she's just a widow, even if the master falls in love with her, she's just a plaything, and she won't be on the stage."

Mrs. Xing felt reasonable after hearing this, she nodded and said, "That's true."

After all, I don't think about it anymore.

It's just that she has a bit of jealousy in her heart. If the master accepts the widow and aunt, after all, the aunt is living under her own hands. Although she is "virtuous", if she wants the aunt to come to pay her respects, none of them will have to come, but This widow living in the mansion seems a bit outrageous, should she be moved to the Zhuangzi?

After Jia Amnesty finished playing the qin, the boy came to report that Widow Liu had brought her son to thank her and begged to see the elder.

Jia Amnesty said unexpectedly, "Let them in."

Widow Liu and her son Jia Xun came to the Grand Master's yard and kowtowed.

Jia She's face was calm, but the breath around him was still as cold as ice and snow. Jia Huang blinked, feeling strange in his heart.

When he was in Jinling, the old man had a kind face and a good temper. He was a very kind person, but now he is very dignified in the mansion.

Jia Huang felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words, he didn't dare to think too much, he and his mother depended on others, even though Jia She was the uncle of the clan, they were not the same after all, and they might not be close in terms of relatives.

Widow Liu was very grateful. Since she came to the mansion, Jia She arranged for their mother and son to live in a small courtyard in the back street of Rongning Second Mansion. Although the location is not very good, it is adjacent to the two Duke Mansions. They are orphans and widows. No one dares to bully my mother.

Jia She's attitude was indifferent, and there was no other meaning in his eyes. Although it was in the courtyard, Widow Liu couldn't stay longer, she should go to the eldest wife's place, after all, she had to go to the eldest wife's place to pay her respects.

Jia Amnesty left Jia Huan alone, and Jia Huan stood for a long time, but the old man didn't speak, and occasionally hooked the strings a few times, he couldn't take the initiative to disturb the old man's thoughts, but his legs were sore from standing.

After a while, Jia Amnesty raised his eyes and found that although Jia Suan looked tired, but his body was motionless, he was a very clever and obedient child.

This bone is also good, Jia Amnesty asked him to come over, touched his bones, and suddenly said something that shocked Jia Huang: "From now on, you will live in the mansion."

Jia Huang blinked, not knowing what the old man meant.

"Your aptitude is not bad...and you have a pair of hands suitable for sword practice." Jia She took a look at Jia Hong's immature hands.

Jia Huang knelt down and refused: "My lord, my nephew is worried about my mother living alone..."

Jia She lowered his eyes, "Don't worry, I will send two mothers-in-law and mother-in-law."

... Jia Xun moved his mouth and looked up, facing Jia She's indifferent eyes, he no longer resisted.

Jia Amnesty watched Jia Huang leave, and there was one thing he hadn't dealt with yet. He needed a big butler to handle the chores behind him.

As for Lai Da, the current chief steward of the Rongguo Mansion, Jia She frowned slightly. This kind of unfaithful and greedy moth deserves to be killed!