There was no shouting at the top of one's lungs, nor any resistance like a desperate struggle. Jia Qin and Jia Qin were like two sick dogs, letting the boy lift them from the bench. Although they shouted for mercy, their voices were

Intermittent, illusory and powerless.

"Don't...don't drive me out of...the family..."

Among the gentlemen in the main hall of the ancestral hall, Jia Jing is still wandering with his eyes closed, with an expression that has nothing to do with him. Beside him, Jia She and Jia Zheng, one has a gloomy look and the other has an expressionless face. It is obvious that they have already reached a consensus and are determined to do something.

Drive them out of the clan.

Only the men in the third and sixth bedrooms looked angry and anxious. One of them asked Jia Jing to talk, and the other asked Jia Dairu to intercede.

Jia Rong secretly shook his head. The master of the second room was seriously ill and sought medical treatment.

Why don't you come and ask me?

Treat me like air?

After all, I am also someone who has been mentored by two old princes, and I am the eldest grandson of Ning Mansion. In your eyes, don’t I have any face at all?

well……

It is true that Jia Jing is the most powerful sect leader, but he is also a Taoist god who will not care about evictions. Although Jia Dairu is the highest in seniority, he is the strictest in discipline and has the most true inheritance from the old Duke. When he met Jia Juan, Jia Jing

If an unfilial descendant like Qin doesn't beat him to death with a stick, it would be considered a bodhisattva-hearted person. How can he intercede?

The other families didn't have any say in the clan, so they just pretended not to hear anything and just used their chairs as wood.

Seeing that Jia Qin and Jia Juan were about to be dragged out of the main hall, the gentlemen in the hall still had no intention of stopping them. Brother Rong walked forward quickly and stopped the boys. "Let them go first."

Leave it aside and find a doctor outside to treat you."

"What are you going to do? They are no longer members of our clan. How can we let these two people stay in the clan ancestral hall?" Jia She stood up and shouted.

"Master, why don't you listen to Ronger say a few words first."

"If it's nonsense to plead for their mercy, then stop talking." Jia She snorted dissatisfied.

"The crime committed by these two people is unforgivable." Jia Rong said politely, "Ningguo Mansion is the leader of the clan, so they just slandered my reputation. They also slandered the reputation of the master in the mansion and the reputation of the family patriarch.

This is really treasonous. How could Ronger plead for mercy for this?"

Jia Qian and Jia Qin were heartbroken when they heard this, and now they didn't even want to beg for mercy.

Brother Rong inhaled, raised his hips and straightened his chest, and walked into the main hall, standing in front of the portraits of Ning Rong and Ning Rong. He slowly said: "Think about the reputations of Ning and Rong's two houses in recent years. Could it be that they are the ones who spread the stigma?

They are not the only ones there, there are maggot chewers everywhere, both inside and outside."

Everyone's expressions changed. The master in the outer room thought that Rong Geer was scolding them for spreading rumors, while Jia She thought that Jia Rong was saying that he was being inappropriate. At this moment, no one had a good face. Only Mr. Zheng asked: "Rong'er."

What do you want?"

What else could happen?

Naturally, I took advantage of this opportunity to kill the rumors about the Jia family. It would be best if no one in either branch of the government spreads these things.

Jia Rong was angry.

It is said that he and Sister Feng have nothing to do with each other, but he dares to say that he and Brother Qiang are the same.

Is the person who spreads this stupid?

My orientation is very normal. There are so many beautiful girls in the Red House, why bother looking for men.

Although Brother Qiang is indeed beautiful, the makeup he wears is no worse than that of several beautiful maids in Rong Mansion. But Jia Qiang is a man after all, so there is no way he can do it.

Who do you think I am? A bunch of brainless people.

Jia Rong turned around and kowtowed to the portrait of the Duke, and replied: "There are so many people in the clan who have spread rumors and slandered us, do we have to expel them all? After all, the eight houses in Shenjing are all descendants of the two Dukes. It's better to let them

They have performed meritorious deeds on their behalf, and as long as there are no more rumors or bad words in the clan before the year-end festival, they will be spared."

Master Zheng asked curiously: "How to implement it?"

"Ask Uncle Qian and Brother Qin to monitor. If anyone is found guilty of spreading rumors, slandering or slandering, he will be beaten on the spot. If he does not repent, he will be expelled from the clan. Of course, if Uncle Qian and Brother Qin seek personal gain, as their eldest

The masters of the third and sixth houses need to donate money from the family, so there is no need for these two people to enter the ancestral hall."

Jia Rong saw that the masters of the third and sixth houses hesitated and said to everyone: "The masters of each house have the responsibility to teach. Are the two masters afraid that they will not repent?"

Jia Rong's words completely put people on the fire.

He planned in his heart not to let go of anyone who spread rumors again. He was going to be a noble in the future. If someone in the palace heard that he had a bad reputation, he would not even be given a fourth grade noble in the end.

Then it would be a big loss.

The masters of the third and sixth bedrooms are in a dilemma. Don’t they know the temperament of Jia Juan and Jia Qin?

But at the moment, they can't bear to see their descendants kicked out of the clan, and they don't want to be fined for donating clan money. After all, they are their own sons and grandsons, and they can't just sit idly by.

The third-fang master gritted his teeth and shouted: "Jia Qin, did you hear that?"

"Qin'er heard this and will definitely not commit the crime again." Qin brother replied feebly. Jia Qian was more alert than Jia Qin. He didn't know where he got the strength to crawl over and shouted: "Qin'er knows that he has committed a serious crime."

, I will definitely make up for my past mistakes.”

When Jia Rong heard the two people agree, she immediately smiled and said: "The reputation of the Ning and Rong mansions is good, and they have given many blessings to the Jia family. The reputation of the Ning and Rong mansions is bad. If you lose power and favor, how can you do it again?"

Will it be better now?"

"Well said." Jia Zheng stood up first and said with a smile: "It's a good thing that I am the grandson of Jia's family. Ronger has such insight and ideas, and the princes can be comforted."

What a nonsense idea. Jia Rong complained in her heart that this political master has neither the ability nor the heart to take care of things. He only wants to read books and play chess in the room. It is best to leave everything to others.

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However, he still showed a cute smile and replied: "Thank you, Second Master, for your compliments."

Jia Zheng nodded with a smile. The more he looked at Brother Rong, the more he liked him. It would be great if his treasure jade could know how to advance and retreat and understand etiquette like him. He asked again: "What do you think of each other?"

Brother Rong has made it clear. The foreign wives all rely on the two houses to make a living, how can they disagree.

Even Jia She, who had always had a dark face, softened a lot. He said coldly to Qian and Qin, "I'll let you go this time," and they agreed to the decision.

Jia Qian and Jia Qin thanked everyone one by one, so naturally they would not forget to say thank you to Jia Rong.

Brother Rong ordered the boy to find a soft cushion for the two of them, and said, "If you have offended me, please forgive me, Uncle Qin. I also think about our Jia family wholeheartedly."

How could the two of them dare to say anything else? Anyway, after hearing Jia Rong's words, the masters of each house showed admiration in their eyes.

The pedantic and stubborn Jia Dairu praised him: "Rong'er is comparable to Sun Zhongmou."

But these words didn't sound right to Jia Rong's ears.

There is a huge difference between me and Sun Shiwan. You must know that from the Han, Jin, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties, there are not many people who can compare with Sun Shiwan.
Chapter completed!