When Jia Lian returned to Rongguo Mansion, he found that the situation at home was a bit tense.

The second housekeeper Lin Zhixiao and a large group of boys were guarding the west corner gate. When they saw Jia Lian's carriage, they immediately came up to meet him.

"Second Master, the old lady and the ladies are all waiting for the Second Master in the Rongqing Hall. Please come in quickly."

Facing Lin Zhixiao's Urging, Jia Lian didn't express much. He jumped out of the car, straightened his clothes first, and then strolled inside.

Enter through the west corner gate, walk forward for about a shot, then turn west and pass through an east-west passage. There is a hanging flower door to the north. Step into the hanging flower gate and look inward at the north-south transparent corridor. Through a corridor and a pavilion, you can directly see the main room of Jia Mu in the innermost part.

At this time, on the corridor in front of the main house, a group of people could be seen gathering in the distance, all looking forward to it.

Jia Lian quickened his pace and came to the courtyard of Rongqingtang.

"Second Master Lian is back..."

Jia Mu and others stood in the corridor in front of Rongqing Hall. When Jia Lian just stepped onto the Yong Road, he naturally Saw him.

Seeing that he was looking so good and walking with difficulty even when walking alone, I was secretly relieved.

But except for the wailing noises from the maids, no one in the main corridor spoke, and the scene was quiet for a while.

"I have seen the old lady and the old lady."

Jia Lian came to the crowd and stood on the central axis paved with white stone slabs, facing Jia Mu and others in front. People bowed and bowed.

His unhurried and unhurried look made Jia Mu and others secretly suspicious. Could it be that Jia Zheng and others had made a mistake? Jia Lian had simply gone out to play for a long time. What? Nothing happened.

Jia She was the most impatient. He stood in front of the steps and scolded: "Nie Zhan, people outside said that you beat up Prince Duan's eldest son. Is this true? I still don't obey. To tell you the truth!"

Jia Lian glanced at him and felt a little strange. Why did the old man seem to be more energetic after not seeing each other for a few days...

"To tell you the truth, This is indeed the case."

"Ah..." After learning from Jia Lian's mouth personally, all the ladies on the corridor could no longer keep quiet and exclaimed in surprise.

Jia She was so angry that his beard stood up. With an angry look on his face, he kicked the floor and said angrily: "You are a troublemaking beast, how dare you come back? Prince Duan's eldest son , how noble that is, how careless you are, how dare you do something to Prince Duan, the Crown Prince, I...

Come on, please tie up this troublesome beast, I want to do it myselfSend him to Prince Duan's house to make amends! ”

Jia She stood on the steps, stamping his feet anxiously.

As a person who only knows how to enjoy the glory and wealth, Jia She despises everything that compares to his status. A lowly person is afraid of all those with a higher status than him.

He doesn’t want to sit at home by himself, for one day disaster will come from the sky.

Therefore, as soon as he knew that the unfilial son had offended Prince Duan's Mansion, what he immediately thought of was to tie up Jia Lian first, then beat him and send him to Prince Duan's Mansion, leaving Prince Duan alone. Maybe this would calm Prince Duan's anger. .

It’s a pity that this is the inner courtyard of a deep house. There are no servants or male servants, only some adult servants nearby. After hearing Jia She’s instructions, the ladies didn’t know for a moment whether they should or not. It was time to step forward and tie up Jia Lian. After hesitating, the scene seemed a bit quiet and awkward.

Jia She also felt it and immediately shouted to the housekeeper's wife next to him: "Don't go out yet. Call someone to tie him up for me..."

Jia Zheng stood aside, hesitating to speak. He felt that he should ask clearly before speaking, but when he thought about Jia's mother being present, and Jia Lian, after all, He's not his son, so he shouldn't talk much at this time.

"That's enough! "

Jia Mu finally stopped Jia She from drinking with a cane. Then she asked Jia Lian: "Tell me why you beat him, how the prince was injured, and the emperor. Tell me clearly what happened after I asked you to enter the palace! "

Jia Lian just watched Jia She's jumping feet quietly from beginning to end without any expression. Hearing Jia Mu's question, he opened his mouth and said: "Today I was invited by a friend , went to the imperial city to attend the banquet of the fourth prince..."

Jia Lian used simple words to tell what happened in the fourth prince's house today.

Everything else was fine. When he heard Jia Lian say that the fourth prince originally had a big yellow chicken named "Shenwei Great General", but was later beheaded by the emperor, Jia She's face turned dark.

" Prince Duan didn't like his grandson for some reason, and he happened to know that the eldest master Xijue was a powerful general, so he insulted the eldest master with very bad words... The grandson was already very patient. After hearing this, I couldn't tolerate it after all, so I started to beat him. This is roughly what happened. "

Jia Lian said in a deep voice, as if he was a little angry just thinking about it.

Jia Mu and others completely understood. Originally, they had heard that Jia Lian was the first to start. The reason why Prince Duan insulted Jia She verbally was because they didn’t know exactly how. After all, it was difficult for others to convey those words...

Now everyone understood that it was Prince Duan who compared Jia She to a big yellow chicken, or a cockfighting game, and they were all silent for a moment. Even in their dreams, they would never have imagined that there would be such a thing, a dignified clan, and such a rude and disrespectful disciple!

Jia She's face was as black as iron. When he looked at the people around him, especially his brother Jia Zheng, who looked at him with a vague look, he felt an unknown fire burning in his heart.

But he did not dare to scold Prince Duan, so he had to vent his anger on Jia Lian: "You are guilty of the following, and you are justified in beating someone? Even if Prince Duan's words are inappropriate, then he is dignified. Prince Wang, how stupid are you to dare to attack him? You just want to die, but now you are afraid of dragging me down, you..."

Jia Lian, who had always been indifferent to Jia She's words, finally Unable to bear it any longer, he raised his head and interrupted Jia She:

"I know that Crown Prince Duan has a distinguished status, so naturally I would not dare to be disrespectful to him if I were bystanders. However, he acted like this Vicious, mean words, insults to you, if I can turn a deaf ear and swallow my anger, wouldn’t I be a son of man in vain? As the ancient law says, anyone who insults his parents is not guilty of killing him!

Secondly, a son is not Cao Jie, my son is the grandson of the dignified Duke Rong! What remains in him is the blood of two generations of Dukes!!"

"You... you are a traitor!"

The first time he was contradicted by Jia Lian in public, Jia She was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.

But everyone else was silent.

If such descendants are all traitors, then I don’t know what will happen to all the sons in the world.

Even if the noble prince insults his father, he dares to attack and even kill him. How can such a son be called a rebellious son? I'm afraid no one else would believe it except Jia She himself.

That’s all, listen to Jia Lian’s rebuttal to Jia She: He is not a fool, the blood flowing in him is the blood of Duke Rong!

This is something that Jia Mu felt most deeply about.

When he married into the Rongguo Mansion, it was the period when the Jia family was at its most prosperous: famous and famous, with two sons from one family.

At that time, among the nobles in the court, who didn’t respect the Jia family?

At that time, what weight the word Jia represented in the entire Wei Dynasty!

I am afraid that all the descendants will forget this...

Jia Mu took a deep look at Jia She, then looked back at the tall and straight figure at the foot of the stairs, with a look of Jia Lian, who vowed to defend the dignity of her bloodline to the death, at this moment, truly felt that the pride that belonged to her late husband and his son had returned to the Jia family.

Although others did not feel as deeply as Jia Mu, looking at Jia Lian who stood with his head held high and fearless, they all felt that the elder was like a clown at the moment, and even the second elder who had also behaved very anxiously before, in the past The majesty they possess is just superficial.

In front of someone like Jia Lian who is truly self-respecting and proud of his bloodline, he seems to be fragile and pitiful.

Second Master Lian is a truly upright man, and he is worthy of being the descendant of the late Duke!

Jia She was not aware of how ridiculous he was in the eyes of others. He just felt that Jia Lian dared to talk back and was about to rush down and beat him, but Jia Mu stopped him with a command.

"Lian'er, I think you are fine. Does it mean that the current emperor also thinks that you are innocent for beating Prince Duan?"

Jia Mu has already Jia Lian's words aroused the pride in his heart, and he put aside the worry of offending Prince Duan's palace.

In fact, there is no need to be too afraid of an ordinary royal palace in the founding palace.

The only thing Jia Mu was worried about was the emperor’s attitude!

After all, Prince Duan’s Mansion is also a clan, and they are considered the same clan as the emperor.

Jia Lian bowed to Jia Mu from a distance, and then said: "Back to our ancestors, Your Majesty did not condemn the grandson. He just scolded the grandson a few words and then let the grandson come back. ."

"Huh, that's good." Jia Mu took a long breath, and her hanging heart finally fell completely.

As long as the emperor doesn’t blame it, then this matter really doesn’t matter.