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Chapter 215 Jia's House is terrifying

Everyone knows that the Jia family is rich and noble.

Jia is true, the white jade is the hall gold and the horse.

This sentence does not just mean that the Jia family has become extremely rich and wealthy, reaching the point of being unbearable. But those boys and girls who can't survive and want to sell themselves into slaves are overwhelmed by the thought of the Jia family.

People come to be slaves and maids.

They all thought that the people here might be living in a fairyland.

But if you are not there, how can you know the hardships and dangers of living here?

Not to mention those servants, even a master like Jia Cong has a difficult life. Let alone those who are a concubine like Jia Cong, even those who are direct descendants, if they do not have the foundation of wealth, life in the Jia family will be unbearable.

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For example, Jia Yingchun and Jia Qiang are both serious great-great-grandsons of Xuanzi in the Jia family. How can they live a good life? They are not being tortured by others day by day. Just say Jia Cong, who used to live a life that is worse than a dog.

If it weren't for Jin Que, a sincere girl who often helped steal food to eat, he might have starved to death long ago.

In fact, the real Jia Cong is dead, and now he is just a fake whose soul has passed through him.

The other concubine masters, such as Tanchun and Jia Huan, are still barely alive, but which one is living a satisfactory life? Aren't they suffering every day?

All the masters in the Jia family are like this, not to mention the young boys and maids. Those who are satisfied with the master can live a more comfortable life, but those who are unhappy are not living on the edge of a knife at any moment.

Being careful can cost you your life.

Today, the four young men carrying the sedan chair lost their lives because they listened to something they shouldn't have listened to. Didn't they lose their lives because of their confusion?

Jia Cong blamed himself for this, but when he woke up, it was already the moon. Although it was early autumn outside the window, the weather had turned cold. The cold wind blew in through the window, and the room was chilly. Jin Que, this girl

I don't know where I went to get busy, and I didn't light the lamp. The room was dark, the moon was misty, and the leaves all over the yard were blown by the wind. Jia Cong was so surprised that he sat up as soon as he turned over, and wiped his face with his hand.

It's cold sweat.

This was the first time he felt frightened. The Jia Mansion was rich, with flowers and gold everywhere, and it was bustling day and night. At first, he could only feel the prosperity of the Jia Mansion, but now after staying here for several months,

After seeing too many swords and shadows hidden in the dark, Jia Cong finally understood the horror of the Jia family. Those swords that kill people without blood are the most terrifying. You cannot avoid them, and you may lose your life at any time.

He was afraid, really a little afraid.

The night breeze is blowing and the chill is pressing.

Jia Cong couldn't help but shiver, and jumped down in a hurry, going to close the window with bare feet. Unexpectedly, when he reached the outside, he saw the door creaking open, and a dark figure stood at the door.

Outside, Jia Cong immediately felt cold air coming out of his sweat pores, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

When he screamed like this, the man outside the door was scared out of his wits. He also screamed in surprise and cried softly, which sounded like the movement of a brocade bird.

As soon as Jia Cong heard that he was busy, he shouted: "Jinque, it's me, don't be afraid..."

Jinque recognized that it was Jia Cong, and then she raised her head tremblingly and shouted in a trembling voice: "Master... why are you standing here so scary..."

Jia Cong hurriedly helped Jinque into the house and comforted him: "I just got up to close the window, and you came in quietly. I was shocked. Where have you been? Why are you so late?"

just came back?"

Jinque heard the question and said hurriedly: "What's more, I was called over by my second mistress just after I wiped the black today."

When Jia Cong heard this, he quickly asked: "Wang Xifeng? What did that tigress do to you again? Did she beat you or scold you?"

While talking, Jia Cong hurriedly turned around, touched the fire folding piece, lit the candle, and held it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully. He saw that Jinque's whole body was intact, and there was no trace of being beaten or scolded, so he was relieved.

Jinque saw what he did and laughed quickly and said: "Don't worry, I wasn't beaten or scolded. There are other people who were beaten and scolded!"

As soon as Jia Cong heard that he was busy, he asked: "Who, who was beaten and scolded?"

After hearing this, Jin Que said with a smile: "Uncle Lian, it's not that Second Master Lian was beaten up by Master Zheng again and lay in bed unable to get up. Didn't Second Grandma just call me over and ask what happened?

Child matter?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Cong hurriedly asked: "Have you said it yet?"

After hearing this, Jin Que smiled and said: "Am I stupid? How could I tell her this? I only said that I was serving outside and didn't know anything."

Jia Cong was about to speak after hearing this when he suddenly heard someone screaming outside: "Jia Cong, Jia Cong, you are not in the house. I have something to do with you..."

The voice was both sharp and sudden, which startled Jia Cong and Jin Que. The two of them sounded like Jia Huan when they heard the shout. Jin Que hurriedly opened the door and took a look.

Isn't it just Jia Huan standing outside?

However, this boy was in a very miserable state at the moment. His little face was red and swollen from being beaten, his eyes were dark, and his clothes were torn in several places. Looking at him like this, he looked like he had just come here after a fight with someone.

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Jinque was startled when she saw him like this, so she helped him in first. I guess Jia Huan had been beaten a lot. He was limping and grinning when he walked.

It was very painful.

Jia Cong also hurriedly ran forward to help him. As he walked, he asked: "Huan'er, who are you going to fight with? How come you were beaten so badly?"

After hearing this, Jia Huan shouted: "Who in the world dares to hit me, except me, Mr. Huan, who would I ask to hit me like this..."

Before he finished speaking, he was about to sit down when he touched his red and swollen buttocks. Immediately, it felt as if ten thousand steel needles were piercing his buttocks. The pain made him scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Seeing that he was so virtuous and still dared to boast, Jia Cong couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, okay, I am the best in the world, and you are the second in the world, okay?!"

Jia Cong grinned, sat down on the chair with his buttocks slightly, and supported it with his hands. Then he gasped and cursed: "What the hell, bitch Xipi, he didn't know where he was beaten today."

You come back like a pig and take your anger out on me, what kind of skill do you have!"

When Jia Cong heard this, he knew that he had caused trouble to Jia Cong again, so he secretly glanced at each other, but neither of them dared to speak.

The more Jia Cong saw that Jia Huan was in severe pain, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He turned around and told Jin Que: "I remember that there was still a lot of stick wound ointment sent by the second sister at that time. You can find it quickly and give it to brother Huan."

superior."

Jin Que agreed, then turned around and rummaged through the drawer in the back room, and sure enough, he found more than half a bottle of ointment.

Jia Cong took the ointment, and together with Jinque helped Jia Huan into the inner room, lit a few more candles, and then carefully took off Jia Huan's clothes to help him apply the ointment.

Jinque had already avoided it. Under the bright candlelight, Jia Cong could only see that Jia Huan's huge body from her back to her thigh was either bruised or broken. There was almost no part that was in good shape. He couldn't help but frown:
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