The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 590 Jia Zhen and her son died of "drunkness"
"I've met my ancestors, I've met my grandfather."

"I've met Mr. She, Mr. Zheng, and Mr. Lin."

Jia Rong has nothing to feel guilty about.

It's not him who did the wrong thing.

Staggeringly got up from the ground.

He bowed unsteadily.

He shouted like this, but he didn't see the disgust in Jia Jing's eyes.

Jia Zhen knelt on the ground, but she saw it, and her heart couldn't help but feel cold, but she couldn't imagine how the news got out. Seeing that Jia Jing didn't speak, he just regarded the matter as something that the servants in the house couldn't control. The rumors spread through his mouth accidentally reached the ears of his father Jia Jing, so he pretended to be fine: "Shouldn't my father be practicing Taoism in Xuanzhen Temple? How come he is here?"

Jia Jing did not draw his sword immediately.

He just raised his eyelids and said nonchalantly: "Mr. Ning Guo is so arrogant. Why do I, as a father, have to report to you what I do?"

"Don't dare."

Jia Zhen was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.

He quickly lowered his head with a humble attitude.

However, Jia Jing did not let go of Jia Zhen's thoughts. The clan is greater than the individual. This is the mainstream concept of the current society, and it is also the education he has received since childhood. His face is as flat as a lake, but the fire in his heart is He was getting more and more angry: "Should you answer it yourself, or should I find someone to confront you?"

"Explain what?"

"Confront what?"

Jia Zhen looked confused, as if she really didn't know anything about it: "Why is my father's words today so... confusing?"

"That means I can't see the coffin without crying."

Jia Jing did not explain to Jia Zhen.

He took out his dagger without thinking about himself.

Admiring Jia Zhen's expression that suddenly changed.

His tone was calm, full of murderous intent: "For the sake of being a father and son to me, I will give you this opportunity to kill yourself and bury this scandal. If you insist on finding someone to confront you, then it is not for this reason. Father can cover it up for you. We are ministers and we have to give an explanation to the royal family. She is not someone you can accuse, let alone someone I can accuse. Having said that, is there anything else you don’t understand?"

Jia Zhen looked up in shock.

It seems to understand something.

He seemed to be in disbelief.

His expression went from shock to confusion, from confusion to laughter, from laughter to collapse, and finally to despair. After a long time, he said: "My son would like to go to Xuanzhen Temple to practice Taoism with my father. Is that okay?"

For this royal majesty.

How much blood was shed in Ning Rong's second house?

How many grievances have you suffered?
The ancestor Ningrong Ergong died "suddenly".

Jia pardoned Jia Jing, who had no real power and was idle at home.

What does it matter if Jia Zhen is killed?
But he doesn't want to die!

He really doesn't know!
Isn’t there a saying that “he who doesn’t know is not guilty”?
I am willing to follow you to practice Taoism.

Things done right under your nose.

I dare not and cannot point fingers at Qin Keqing.

Can't you give me a way to survive?
Jia She sneered inappropriately and drank the tea with concentration. Lin Ruhai also shook his head slightly, not optimistic about Jia Zhen's idea.

The later Han dynasty inherited the legacy of the former Ming dynasty.

In the Qianming Dynasty, he raised troops in response to the "calling the emperor" incident.

Later, the rivers and mountains were restored and Hanwei was revitalized.

Therefore, part of the organizational structure of the previous Ming Dynasty was retained. Although the Jinyiwei's right to supervise hundreds of officials was abolished and turned into an external military intelligence organization, the right to supervise hundreds of officials fell into the hands of Longwei.

The two houses of Ning and Rong are connected with each other.

He has a wide network of contacts in the military.

It is the target that Long Wei focuses on.

Even the servants in the Ningguo Mansion knew about it. It would be extremely difficult to expect Long Wei not to know about some rumors and the like.

You did something wrong and want to run away?
Do you think you are admitting your mistake to the royal family in this way?

Too stupid!
The ancestors Ning Rong and Duke Ning Rong, who did nothing wrong, are dead, and the royal family only gave some compensation. How can you, a beast like you, who has done wrong in terms of law, morality and human rights, survive?

Jia Jing also knew the details.

Sighed and said nothing.

Just pull out the dagger in your hand.

Expressed what he meant with his actions.

It made Jia Zhen even more crazy.

Everyone fears death.

A person with spine will say that his head is no bigger than a bowl-sized scar, but he is a good man again after 18 years. People without spine come in all shapes and forms, including those who kneel down to beg for mercy, those who offer their wives to their children, and those who curse loudly.

Jia Zhen was the one who cursed loudly.

However, before he could curse, his eyes straightened as if he had seen some ghost, and he crawled back as if he was crazy, shouting indiscriminately: "Don't come here!!!" Jia Jing Sneered.

Just think of this as Jia Zhen pretending to be crazy and acting stupid.

However, in Jia Zhen's eyes, he saw an ordinary fruit knife stabbing him, while everyone else turned a blind eye to this scene.

He stood up quickly as if he wanted to run.

"Stop him!"

Jia Jing sneered.

At the door, the old housekeeper of the Lin family walked out with several young men from the Lin family holding sticks.

However, they haven't waited for them to take action yet.

Jia Zhen was like a pig tied to the chopping board.

He stumbled and fell to the ground.

He covered his lower body with both hands and let out a roar that didn't sound like a human scream.

In just a moment, he was dying.

There is no longer any resistance.

This scene of the rabbit rising and the falcon falling, not only dumbfounded the old housekeeper and others, but also Jia Rong, Jia Zheng, Jia She, Jia Jing, Jia Mu and Lin Ruhai. After two breaths, Jia Jing He ordered: "Bring him here!"

The old housekeeper selected two boys.

Tell them to put down their sticks and walk over with their bare hands.

Just in case Jia Zhen cheats or something.

However, they didn't feel relieved until they pulled Jia Zhen up. Jia Zhen also lowered her head. The two frightened boys quickly touched his mouth and nose.

Jia Jing knew at a glance that Jia Zhen was still angry.

I don't feel sorry for this son who made a big mistake.

Holding the short sword, walk over.

Pulling Jia Zhen's messy hair.

Pulling it upward, my heart trembled.

Jia Mu, Jia She, and Lin Ruhai just happened to see Jia Zhen's face clearly, and their shoulders trembled - their mouth, nose, eyes and ears were bleeding!

"ghost……"

He seemed to be having a nervous breakdown.

He also seemed to know that he could not live.

Jia Zhen suddenly raised her head and grinned. There were blood stains all over the gaps between her teeth. She arched her back. Her eyes were full of devouring madness. The corners of her eyes were cracked. At a glance, she looked worse than the evil ghosts in hell. Ugly three points:

"Ghost!"

"There's a ghost!"

"He tore my soul apart!"

"Took my baby away!"

"You, you are all targeted by him!"

"I curse you to a bad death!"

Jia Jing's hand holding the dagger shook.

But he still stabbed Jia Zhen's neck with his own hand.

He could have given Jia Zhen medicine.

Pour some arsenic, crane-top red and the like.

But he understood better that what the royal family wanted was attitude.

This sword must be wielded by his father.

I'm afraid Jia Zhen never thought until his death that everything he saw before he died and cursed with vicious words were only regarded by Jia Jing as the crazy words of a greedy person who was afraid of the dead when welcoming death.

If Jia She was here, he might be a little scared.

But who is Jia Jing?

Taoist priests of Xuanzhen Temple!
Are there any ghosts or gods in this world?
Not even gods!
"It's just some kind of victory-weary trick."

"Or some witchcraft."

"Unjust is doomed to destruction."

"A worthy death."

Jia Jing sneered and sheathed his sword.

He glanced pityingly at Jia Rong, who was looking happy.

With a wave of his hand, Jia Rong's death date was planned: "Jia Zhen and Jia Rong drank too much. Jia Zhen fell into the mud pit in the backyard and died while holding her breath. Jia Rong died drunk on the bed. So be it!"

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