Jia Rong waited in Qixia Temple for two or three hours, and when she was restless, she waited until Baozhu replied: Grandma came to menstrual affairs today, and she was not feeling well and couldn't go down the mountain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jia Rong couldn't, so she went down the mountain and went back to Tongjia Village to see Jia Zhen.

In the middle of the mountain village, the night is silent. The Qingwa courtyard in the middle of Tongjia Village is lit with lights.

Jia Zhen sat on a chair in the small hall, listened to Jia Rong's words, with a cold face, and reprimanded: "Useless things." My daughter-in-law, with such a look and such a temperament, has nowhere to find it with a lantern.

But she was angry with you and hid in the Taoist temple to hide quietly. I'm coming here in person now, and I want you to pick up your daughter-in-law and treat her well, but you can't do it, you can see your thoughts. Don't be in my way. I don't want you to get a water stick. ”

Jia Rong's bluffed legs were weak.

"Idiot! I'll come back in a few days. Jia Zhen dropped a sentence and walked out of the small hall with her sleeves. Come in a hurry, and leave in a hurry. It's just that Qixia Temple is a royal Taoist temple, and he won't make trouble. Otherwise, that little of Baozhu dares to lie to him and see how he wants to concoct her.

A moment later, Jia Zhen's carriage left Tongjia Village and slowly disappeared into the night.

Jia Rong wiped her sweat, let out a long breath, and looked at the swarthy Xiangshan in the distance, with a silhouette, and her mood was extremely complicated.

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After the valley rain, spring will come to an end. At the beginning of April, a sudden rainstorm enveloped the heavens and the earth. In Dongzhuang Town, the bustling business and street stopped. People are sheltering from the rain in their homes and shops. The rain the size of a bean fell like a curtain of water. Thunder roared. A young man wearing a white jacket and holding an oil-paper umbrella walked slowly from the street with a calm expression. The rain soaked the hem of his clothes.

In the afternoon, the business of the scholar restaurant was not busy, and the shopkeeper who was settling accounts behind the counter greeted the white-shirted young man at the door, "Deputy Envoy Jia, is it still coming out in such a heavy rain?" If you give me an order, we'll send it to you. ”

"It's fine. Come and meet a guest. You're busy with yours. Jia Huan put the umbrella on the shelf at the door and shook the rain off his body. The politeness and greetings at the door were insignificant in the rain. After speaking, Jia Huan, under the leadership of his buddy, went to the private room on the second floor facing the street on the east floor. An old man sitting in the private room stood up.

The old man was Lai Sheng, the head of Ningguo Mansion, forty or fifty years old, wearing a blue satin gown and a housekeeper's outfit, and said: "I have seen the third master, I came over to talk to the third master about a business on the order of the uncle. It is really a sin to disturb the third master's study. Please forgive the third master. ”

Jia Huan glanced at Lai Sheng expressionlessly, and walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, "Sit." ”

The uncle in Lai Sheng's mouth is Jia Zhen. Qin Keqing's personal maid orb is now in the courtyard of his North Front Fang. When Baozhu saw his face, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, with blood on his forehead, and cried and said, "Please ask the third master to save our grandmother." ”

Lai Sheng didn't care about Jia Huan's emotions, smiled, sat down, and asked the guys in the store to bring in the wine and food.

Jia Huan drank hot tea and did not speak.

Lai Sheng lived in Dongzhuang Town for three days. said that he wanted to talk to him about business, annoyed Qingwen twice, and forced Qingwen to send a letter to Tanzhe Temple, asking him to come down to deal with Lai Sheng's affairs. He was still dissatisfied. It's just a housekeeper, and he is a little arrogant. And Baozhu went to Dongzhuang Town this morning and found his house.

Lai Sheng took a sip of tea, looked at Jia Huan, who was mostly drenched, and said with a smile: "Does the third master want to change his clothes and talk to me again?" I'm not in a hurry. There was a slight irony in the tone.

Jia Huan waved his hand and said, "Let's get down to business." ”

Baozhu told him the situation. Ruizhu returned to Ningfu to give gifts before the Lantern Festival, and was tortured and killed by Jia Zhen that night. Baozhu was also used by Jia Zhen and was almost strangled to death. Jia Zhen wanted to use Jia Rong to trick Qin Keqing into going out of Qixia to live in Zhuangzi Tongjia Village in Ningguo Mansion. It was Baozhu's loyalty that spared Qin Keqing. She was already in danger.

Lai Sheng put down the teacup and smiled slowly: "It's okay." The third master is a cheerful person, so I'll just say it. The uncle wants fifty percent of the shares of the brick kiln, and asks the third master to make a price. ”

Jia Huan looked at Lai Sheng calmly, "Why?" "Jia Zhen kills, lures, and coercion, judging from these means, Jia Zhen's determination to pick up the ashes is very great. It was bigger than he expected. If you don't achieve your goal, you won't give up. His previous thoughts were somewhat naïve. But protecting Qin Keqing is not his responsibility or obligation. This is the responsibility of Qin Keqing's husband Jia Rong.

Lai Sheng laughed twice, looked sneering, and said, "Third master, this is the uncle's idea. We minions don't know. There must be a reason. However, according to me, the third master is surnamed Jia after all, and with the uncle taking care of him, wouldn't he be like a fish in water in the capital? ”

Jia Huan nodded, his expression was still calm, "For 10,000 taels of silver, I will let Xianheng Commercial Bank transfer fifty percent of the shares." ”

Jia Rong really can't be regarded as a man. What kind of man is a man who can't even protect his wife? The great revenge of life: the revenge of killing his father and taking his wife. Jia Zhen is now going to take his wife, and he still cooperates? Cowardly, incompetent, timid, selfish, and filthy rich and noble sons.

Afraid of Jia Zhen's scolding? It's the mentality of "dead friends don't die poor". The problem is that this "Taoist friend" is his wife. This, can also be betrayed? What a cowardice in my heart! How weak the will!

Use the pig's brain to think about it. Jia Zhen is only one of his sons, and he has no heirs himself, so Jia Zhen really dares to beat him to death? There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great. Jia Zhen dares to let Ning Guofu's heirs extinct?

Lai Sheng laughed a few times, suddenly stopped, and choked: "Third Master, are you joking?" "He has Jia Zhen's backing, and he is not afraid of Jia Huan.

Jia Huan said indifferently: "I'm serious." Jia Rong's cowardice created Jia Zhen's arrogance. Jia Zhen created the tragedy of Qin Keqing. Jia Zhen, Dumas, has done many bad things, and anyone who has seen Dream of Red Mansions knows it. There is no need to go into details. Really bad guys, so bad that they bleed pus. What he now personally feels is two criminal cases: one death and one strong. Moreover, it is necessary to manufacture it together. It's just crazy, human-faced and animal-hearted.

Lai Sheng said categorically: "This is absolutely impossible. Up to 200 taels of silver. How much can a brick kiln be worth? ”

Jia Huan said toughly: "What if I don't want to? ”

200 taels of silver want to buy the brick kiln of Xianheng Commercial Bank? Do you know how much value and profit the brick kiln creates? Sell strongly, right? He is not a soft egg like Jia Rong, and he is still asked for by Jia Zhenyu. He wasn't afraid of Jia Zhen, the Alexandre Dumas.

Lai Sheng said with a smile: "Third master, you are a smart person. Don't be a slave to me so clearly, right? The uncle traveled extensively in the capital and made countless friends with dignitaries. It's still easy to add a little chaos to your Dongzhuang town. ”

Jia Huan's eyes narrowed, staring at Lai Sheng. Lai Sheng's words, he believed it, Jia Zhen does have the ability to make trouble. And Dongzhuang Town is his core interest, and he must not back down. "You threaten me?"

Lai Sheng said duciously: "The third master is the master. Where do minions dare? ”

Jia Huan pursed his lips, "I understand." You go back to Uncle Zhen, I agree in principle to sell fifty percent of the shares of the brick kiln, but the price, I have to negotiate with him. A house slave like you is not worthy to talk to me. ”

Dog minion.

Lai Sheng's face was immediately blue and white. Stared at Jia Huan angrily.

Jia Huan snorted coldly, ignored him, and left the scholar's restaurant with his sleeves brushed up. At this time, the torrential rain is like a note, and the lightning flashes and thunder. Jia Huan went home with an umbrella, stepping into the water step by step, splashing water. Emotions erupted in the heart.

Today you want a stake in the brick kiln, but tomorrow? Is it that in the future, as long as there is a profitable business in Dongzhuang Town, you will also take advantage of it? Am I really the same as your pus-filled son? I don't care about you.

Jia Zhen, you forced me!

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The jewel was given to Jia Huan to stay at home. Baozhu's words and encounters, Qin Keqing's situation touched him very much, but before going to the scholar's restaurant to see Lai Sheng, Jia Huan was still between the two in his heart about whether to save Qin Keqing.

He was happy to see Qin Keqing, a big beauty, escape from Jia Zhen's clutches. Human nature pursues truth, goodness and beauty. And Qin Keqing is not a lewd woman interpreted by some red scholars. Jia Zhen picked up ashes, she was forced. As for having feelings with Jia Zhen, it is even more ridiculous. Perhaps, her mistake was that she was too beautiful and coquettish. What happened to her was a tragedy.

But Jia Huan was unwilling to take a huge risk and pay a great price to save Qin Keqing. He doesn't have such noble sentiments. Remind me by the way, help by hand, it's all right. It's okay to pay a small price. However, now the problem has become very clear, if you want to save Qin Keqing, you have to kill Jia Zhen.

Before, Jia Huan envisioned various things, such as: let Qin Keqing and Jia Rong move out; He might be able to shelter her when he was lifted; But this kind of idea of light confrontation has become extremely naïve and ridiculous in the face of Alexandre Dumas's strong possessiveness of Qin Keqing.

Killing Jia Zhen means this risk and price. As the first sane adult, Jia Huan would not do such a thing without any return. No one with a mature mind would do such a thing. Qin Keqing was unable to pay the "remuneration". Those who are looking forward to Qin Da Meiren's promise must have read too many novels. She is Jia Rong's wife.

Therefore, Jia Huan was hesitating.

However, Jia Zhen actually asked Lai Sheng to spread the word and wanted to snatch the shares of the brick kiln, which violated his core interests. A series of economic operations in Dongzhuang Town are related to the interests of the academy and its classmates, as well as to Jia Huan's own vital asset interests. This was the economic basis on which he left Jiafu.

Is it tolerable, or is it intolerable? If you do the first year of junior high school, don't blame me for doing the fifteenth!

Since you want to engage Jia Zhen, let's make a big one. Kill and maim him. Solve all problems.

Early the next morning, Jia Huan went to Tanzhe Temple, and then went to the head office of Xianheng Commercial Bank, and convened Du Hong, Yao Wei, Liu Yichen and other ten core management of Xianheng Commercial Bank for discussion.

Seven days later, on the tenth day of the fourth month, after several rounds of oral and letter communication, Jia Huan and Jia Zhen agreed to meet in Tongjia Village at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain for a detailed discussion. Jia Lian and Feng Ziying are the middlemen. (To be continued.) )