Jia Zheng tried his best to focus on the last two words - the patriarch, ignoring Jia Qiang's charming eyes that were thrown over! Although the emperor does not seem to have this hobby, the south wind is also prevalent nowadays, and it is common for the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital to raise children.

He Jia Zheng could not use his own moral standards to guess what would happen to Ningfu's shameless scum! Climbing and ashes happened, and it was extremely likely that Jia Rong and Jia Qiang recommended the pillow mat.

And now time is tight!

"Since you have made a decision, then the ancestral hall will be handed over tomorrow morning!" Jia Zhengdao.

Upon hearing this, Jia Qiang became serious, looked back at Jia Zheng, with a solemn expression, and said loudly: "But the ugly words were said before, Rong'er said that not only did she have to pay the money and deliver the goods at the same time, but also for the unnecessary entanglement in the future, just like Rong'er, he has the ability to convince his father and me!"

With ups and downs, Jia Qiang proved his worth: "No matter how Jia Qiang is, I am still the decent great-grandson of Ning Mansion. Since the theory of etiquette and law, I am the legitimate branch of the legitimate lineage!"

As soon as you finished speaking, by chance, the window was suddenly blown by the night wind, which made Jia Zheng's heart beat, his mind was blank, and then he asked in a lost voice: "What do you mean?"

Although Jia Qiang is the grandson of Jia Fu in the genealogy, he was not born in Ning Mansion. Suddenly one day, an old servant rushed to Jia Daihua on the street with a baby and received a blood letter to recognize his relative. It is said that Li, the bride of the sick Jia Fu, remarried (it was not popular at that time that widows were chasing their rituals, and he clearly stated in advance that it was Chongxi. After Jia Fu died, Ning Mansion gave Li a dowry after the Li family was in charge of the 100-day hot filial piety, and also helped people find a young general named Yuchi Jin.

After two days of being a husband, he found out that she was pregnant. But she had already remarried at that time, and Jia Jing inherited it from Ningfu. Yuchi Jin was also favored by the old master of Ningfu. The couple acted as their own children to raise the people. After the child grew up, Yuchi Jin, who was already a third-rank Zhaowu general in the northwest, was involved in the fight for the throne and was dismissed from office and investigated. In the end, the male man from the Yuchi family was exiled, and the minors had to enter the inner palace to be eunuchs; Li tried to ask the old servant to take Jia Qiang back to the capital to recognize his ancestors and return to his hometown.

No one knows how credible this old sesame and rotten grain is. At that time, Jia Daihua ordered his insiders to keep out the ban. At that time, Jia Daihua was critically ill inside, and there was a fight for the throne outside, so no one had the leisure to pursue the matter. So, in other words, after Jia Fu in the genealogy, Jia Qiang had the confidence to be a "righteous great-grandson" after Jia Fu.

When he thought of Jia Qiang's "occupying the magpie's nest" so easily, he used the "prince" he envied for the first half of his life to make jokes, and the flames in Jia Zheng's eyes were about to burn out.

It’s hot enough in summer and Japan. Even if the night wind blows a little cool, with such a big "fire source" from Jia Zheng, the atmosphere inside the house is extremely dull.

Seeing this, Jia Qiang was afraid that Jia Zheng would faint and could not meet their plan. He bent over and said respectfully: "Uncle Zheng, what I mean, Rong'er means that he asked me to shut up with money and agreed to be divided, but your home? There was a fire in this backyard today!"

"You are not only the head of the family, but also the head of the clan. You always have some prestige, right?" Jia Qiang said, looking at Jia Zheng with some contempt, and said as he said, "But why did I hear that some servants from the Wang family came to Rong Mansion? How could that happen? Rong'er used to ridiculously ridiculed Wang Ziteng as the young leader of the Jia family, and now he let the Jia family enter the Jia family in a dignified manner. Isn't this a slap in the face?"

After saying that, Jia Qiang gently patted his face, opened his mouth and said, "Oh, although Uncle Zheng's wife's surname is Wang, the grape rack in the house has fallen, no matter what, you are the head of the family, and you are always a little decisive."

"Don't worry, I will solve this matter." Jia Zheng said very seriously and proudly. There are one things that can be two, and there are two things that can be three. After he made up his mind to seize power, he felt that the ashes that had been pressing on his heart for many years were wiped out.

"That's it, I'll see you tomorrow in the ancestral hall. I'll pay the money with one hand and the other hand." Jia Qiang said this with a smile, and left without hesitation.

Mei Yi watched Jia Qiang, who was buying a brisk pace, and took a deep breath. Now he couldn't break the ruler! No!

After breaking several rulers in his heart, Mei Yi looked back at Jia Zheng, worried: "Master, those 390,000 taels are clearly blackmailing, and the lion's mouth is wide open!"

"It's okay, but it's just 390,000 taels, sir, don't worry!" Although Jia Zheng was also a little bit painful, compared to his vested interests, he felt that it was worth it.

"But..." Looking at Jia Zheng's confident tone, Mei Yi felt distressed for Jia Mu. Even Jia Rong couldn't play with this kind of goods that sold and helped people count money. Who gave Jia Zheng the courage to dream of "the prince's family, the emperor's family"?

"Sir, don't say anything more, it's nothing." When Jia Zheng said this, he looked at Mei Yi, with sympathy in his eyes. The poor family was born in poor families and never saw so much money until they died.

"As long as you help me, you will be bound to be rich and prosperous at that time." Jia Zheng patted Mei Yi on the shoulder, intending to train people as a confidant.

Mei Yi was quite moved, but he still wanted to live in his heart.

Yes, live.

The evil fate he met with Jia Zhen and his son could not be said.

After saying a few words of flattery, Mei Yi reminded Jia Zheng to go home early to prepare the silver coins so as to avoid any trouble tomorrow.

After Jia Zheng returned, he naturally asked Mrs. Wang to get the money.

Mrs. Wang's whole face turned pale in an instant: "How many...?"

"Thirty-nine thousand taels." Jia Zheng said with impatient words: "Don't take it from the official, anyway, when we officially take power, the Rongfu Duke is not ours? Besides, over the years, my property has the old lady and yours. Is it possible to get it? As soon as possible!"

"But……"

"You have long hair and short knowledge." Jia Zheng was impatient: "If you don't believe me, you believe what your brother said. If you don't talk about the future of the imperial concubine, we will have to bury those wastes with you if we continue to make trouble!"

"But I can't make up so much silver at once!" Mrs. Wang shook her whole body. She was also anxious, but this was a lion's mouth. Unexpectedly, she was still spitting out the silver she earned.

"Wang, do you have to say so clearly?" Jia Zheng saw the hourglass on the table ticking and ticking, and was afraid that the emperor would punish him tomorrow morning. The family would finish playing. He couldn't help but slap the table with his left hand and asked with a sharp voice.

Although he really never took care of ordinary affairs, the final year-end summary book would still be in front of him. Besides, why did the Jia family have no money? To put it bluntly, most of the Lin family's property was in their pockets, but now it is better to use the name "custody dowry." Moreover, Lin Ruhai agreed to the words of the two jades before his death.

Of course, it would be useless for Lin Ruhai to disagree. He was already a politically abandoned son. Otherwise, when Lin's niece entered the mansion in the past, why would he take Baoyu and the men from their second house to go out to burn incense and fast? The Jia family took the risk and gave decent reasons such as not marrying, which was already fully satisfied.

"Don't push back and forth!" Jia Zheng snorted coldly: "Being a husband is just respecting you, and only then will he know you, not to discuss with you!"

"You are still slow to death until now, are you going to die?!"

Looking at her husband who was rarely tough, Mrs. Wang's expression changed. In the end, she nodded and quickly turned around and sent someone to prepare the silver.

Of course, it is necessary to curse Jia Rong in your heart.

Jia Rong, who was scolded, rubbed her nose and did not sleep all night. When it was dawn, Jia Rong looked at Jia Zheng who was carrying silver and waiting to come to the door. After signaling the special guards to clear the door, she looked at Jia Zheng with expressionless expression. Looking at the unconcealed excitement in people's eyes, she slowly breathed out and said in a deep voice: "No matter what, we have to consider the reputation of the Jia family. What we want is a win-win situation, not to pull each other back. When we officially sign the contract for branch clans, we will make an agreement first. Next, we will spread the news to the outside world. In order to protect the Ning Mansion and the reputation of the Jia family, I specially gave up the position. Although Qiang'er is the most suitable person to take over, she is young and unable to bear the heavy responsibility. After the election within the clan, the other couples unanimously elected Zheng's uncle, you are the new clan leader."

"This is natural, but you have to do something first." Jia Zheng was rarely smart: "Before you leave the sect, you should use your young clan leader to expel Jia She from the clan!"

At the end, Jia Zheng couldn't help but look excited.

Jia Rong glanced at Jia Zheng coldly when she heard this, and took a deep breath, with a look of depression, saying, "This is natural! For the sake of the overall situation of the Jia family, I have been an unworthy descendant once, so what if I am a villain again?"

"This is not a bad person, it is a normal human nature to give up the small and protect the big one!" Jia Zheng glanced at Jia Rong when he heard this and encouraged him: "Men, when it is time to give up, you must learn to give up!"

Jia Rong: "Thank you for your teachings from the clan leader. Let's go to the Ministry of Households to handle the contract between clans with the genealogy." Generally, clan changes should be reported to the local government office first. However, although the Jia family, like the Jia family, is known as the Jia family in Jinling, they have been away from their hometown for decades and can only find the boss who manages household registration.

Listening to Jia Rong speaks like a patriarch, Jia Zheng nods, "Then let's go."

Half an hour later, the Ministry of Revenue officials were in a daze. This... This is from the perspective of law operation, yes, you are willing to do so, and from the perspective of reason, they are all considered to seek profit and avoid harm, but for some reason, they always feel that it is inconsistent.

After hearing that his subordinate Wailang came to report, the left assistant minister in charge of household registration management directly sprayed the tea he had just brewed, "Jia... Jia Rong is crazy? Lord Song confessed to the Jia family, saying that he had made contributions to repaying the debt, our Ministry of Revenue..."

The Left Minister was so angry that he was breathing. Although there was some disharmoniousness in their Ministry of Revenue, he basically had a good impression of Jia Rong, who was obediently paying money. He had put aside the Jia family in the court, and even said a few words to others. Unexpectedly, there was another big news. The friendship left by the older generation of Rongning and Jia Jia can be polished by the discussion.

Just as he was weighing the pros and cons in his mind, a close little official came to report: "Master... Sir, the director of the Qing Office of Jiangnan has stamped it."

The Left Minister was so angry that he threw the cup: "How dare I mislead my reputation!" Well, he has a bad insect under his command!

The Left Minister turned his head and entered the office room of the Minister of Revenue, and knelt down to report the explosive incident he knew.

Song Xueci: "It's okay, watch them quietly kill. Anyway, they are thick-skinned."

The minister Zuo felt that goose bumps were scared. He was cold! He was cold by the coldness emitted by his boss. He felt like a passenger walking against the angry northwest wind, and he was choked with ice and snow when he opened his mouth. But there was no way, and he had to speak in order to survive.

The Left Minister trembled: "Yes... but Lord Song, today... not... Isn't it still asking us to tell you that there is still a merit? The Jia family is now... it is no less than fighting..." It slapped the emperor in the face invisibly.

"There are still different for the nine sons of the dragon, let alone ordinary people?" Song Xueci was in the old god: "It's just a target to fight for the throne from the side. You can follow this line and just take a look at the clerks of the Qing ministry."

"yes."

"If you have something to do in the Ministry of Rites, go to the Ministry of Rites to visit. If there is anything today, please watch and deal with it."

"Ministry of Rites?"

Song Xueci smiled and didn't say anything, so he got up and left. The Ministry of Revenue could not do anything according to the laws and regulations, but the Ministry of Rites should not perform its etiquette and education function and condemn it morally?

There are still bad nails in the broken ship. Is it true that the Ministry of Rites has no incense and no affection?

He didn't know the changes outside. Seeing that the new day was coming, Jia She was still in the cell. He sighed depressedly, pulled down the wooden fence of the prison cell, looked at Jia Lian, and said depressedly: "Son, you have used the wrong method for your father. If I had known that no matter what, I would have to go to the door of the surname Song to make a fuss... Oh, it was a plea. In this way, at least there is a director outside. I don't think that now, the call of Tiantian should not be effective!"

After saying that, Jia She turned his head and howled at the door, "Ahhhhhhh" to express his depression. Although they seemed to be well treated and were a family, no one came to visit the prison, and there was no sound at all. They were hanging on their necks at all times!

"Ahhhhh, don't practice, you can talk and chat with me! I'm so bored, oh, I'm so tormented." Jia She looked at her son who was still as still as pine and cypress, silently lowered her head and suppressed the little bit of pride in her heart. Her son was a little skilled, and she actually persisted in the stance of an hour.

Well, he must not praise him.

He is a strict father.

"Is there anyone? The prison guard came out, and I hit him if he didn't come out, and the wall committed suicide. It's so boring. Can you come out and talk? I'll tell you gossip?"

When the Dali Temple, who had just received the news of the explosive sect, rushed to the door of the prison cell, heard the words, his expression was distorted. Just such a fool, why does the emperor feel pitiful?

Why?
Chapter completed!