"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The river was surging, and two large ships slowly landed on the dock.

Under the boat board, Guo Yun walked down and knelt down on one knee to see: "Bo Ye, I am going to report my duty."

Jia Cong nodded and shouted, "It's great, thank you for your hard work."

Guo Yun was not good at speaking, so he shook his head, stood up and said nothing, and after uttering a "stop" flag on the boat, one hundred personal soldiers and cavalry on each of the two boats began to ban people.

The first one to bet on the boat was Bai Shijie.

Bai Shijie, who was about thirty years old, looked more than ten years old, with a dead face and a blank eyes.

Step by step, he walked down the deck. Although he could see Jia Cong riding on the horse, he seemed to turn a blind eye.

He wanted to walk over directly, but there was no such good thing.

When he got closer, Guo Yun stepped forward and kicked Bai Shijie at the bend of his leg, which made him stagger and kneel on the ground, full of shock and anger.

Just his glare, how could he scare Guo Yun?

Guo Yun had no emotional gaze in his eyes, staring at Bai Shijie like a general in Senluo Palace.

After a few breaths, he turned his head to avoid it with weak energy.

A chuckle came from above: "Bai Shijie, I didn't want to be so anxious to arrest you, but my Zhen family's eldest brother forced me to ask you for the 800,000 taels of silver you owed him. So I had to take you back... Come and bring my Zhen family's eldest brother over here. Didn't he say he would confront Bai Shijie in person?"

Zhan Peng yelled, turned around and lifted Zhen Fu, who had already closed his mouth behind him.

Bai Shijie knew wisely that Jia Cong was talking nonsense.

Even without Zhen Fu, Jia Cong would not let him go.

But Bai Shijie was still extremely angry after giving such a reason. In addition, he had not given up completely, and his superficial despair was only done.

If the old man from the Zhen family could be pulled into the water, he would not be able to rely on the power of the Zhen family to save his life.

Thinking of this, Bai Shijie looked at Zhen Fu with a wry smile and said, "My good uncle! You really want money... I'm asking for the 800,000 taels of silver, I promised you to save my Bai family from outside. Why... I'm going to ask for it directly? Isn't this all the tricks?"

When Zhen Fu heard this, he almost vomited blood and scolded anxiously: "What are you fart? What did I call me?"

Bai Shijie was stunned when he heard this, and said with regretful expressions, "Oh, you have no tricks? Oh, it's all my fault for saying that I missed... But you have no tricks, how could this end?"

Zhen Fu wanted to stomp Bai Shijie's face and cursed: "It's just to make you stupid pig fart at this time! Close your dog's mouth!"

Jia Cong sneered on the side and said, "Do you think I don't know if he doesn't say it?"

When Zhen Fu heard this, he immediately turned to look at Jia Cong. Jia Cong had no chance to speak before. At this moment, he seized the opportunity and hurriedly said: "Brother Qingchen, no matter what, our Zhen family and the Jia family have been in friendship for several lifetimes. Since our ancestors, we have been relatives. What can we say? No matter how big the misunderstanding is, it can always be solved. Do you think so?"

These words made the entire Guhe Wharf quiet, including Bai and Qin families who were taken down from the ship.

If Jia Cong can open a glimmer of hope to Zhen Fu, they will be sure to strive for a glimmer of hope.

The personal soldiers and Jinyiwei cavalry beside Jia Cong were also silently watching the noble leader riding on the black horse.

In their eyes, although this leader is not old, everything he does is earth-shaking!

It deserves their admiration and followment.

only……

They still hope that this leader can avenge their subordinates, especially those brothers who died in battle the day and night before!

But they also understand that what big shots consider is more about interests.

Just like on the battlefield, sometimes bait is set up to lead the enemy into a trap.

Although he could win a great victory in the end, the part of the troops used as bait would most likely die without a burial place.

But who cares about them...

Perhaps the general must be cruel.

Jia Cong sat on the horse, lowering his eyes, as if he had no idea of ​​the changes in the atmosphere around him, and no amount of eyes were looking at him.

After Zhen Feng finished speaking for a while, he nodded slowly and said, "You are right. Because of the family's family's family, no matter how big the misunderstanding is, you can tell..."

At this moment, Zhen Fu was ecstatic.

But the hearts of many personal soldiers and cavalry were bleak...

But Jia Cong continued to say indifferently: "It's a pity that you didn't cherish this friendship. From the moment you let someone cooperate with the Bai family and sneak attack my Jinyiwei, you are just a rebel. Zhen Fu, don't waste any more words. I can tell you clearly that no one in this world can kill my Jinyiwei's subordinates and can survive.

Even you, the old man from the Zhen family, can't do it."

After saying that, Jia Cong nodded to Zhan Peng in the eager eyes of many personal soldiers and cavalrymen.

Zhan Peng turned around and made a gesture behind.

After a while, several personal soldiers came from behind, carrying a long peach wood table in front of the pier.

There were eight more personal soldiers, holding eight spirit cards with a solemn expression, and displaying them on the long table.

Seeing this scene, a tragic aura rose.

The Bai family and Qin family all changed their faces, and Zhen Fu's face was even more pale.

Jia Cong turned over and got off the horse, walked step by step to the long table and stood still. He felt a little cold. He closed his cloaks on his shoulders, looked at the eight spirit cards and said like chatting: "I have not been able to sleep well every night. Close my eyes and you can see you. What's wrong with your death... I, Jia Cong, I'm sorry for you."

"grown ups!"

"grown ups!!"

"We are willing to die for the Lord!!"

Just a simple sentence made the surrounding clown-clothed cavalry all burst into tears and shouted excitedly.

Jia Cong reached out to stop the enthusiastic response, sighed softly, and continued: "Your parents in the high-ranking church will raise you with filial piety. Your wives, sons, and children, and the Jinyiwei will raise you. As long as the Jinyiwei is here, no one can bully their orphans and widows, because the brothers of the Jinyiwei will not agree...

I invite you to come today for the last thing…”

As soon as Jia Cong finished speaking, without his instructions, Zhan Peng stepped forward and lifted Zhen Fu over again.

It wasn't over, so he grabbed Bai Shijie and threw him over again.

On the other hand, Guo Yun led his men to Qin Ju, seven or eight strong and brave people in the Bai family's team, as well as the disciples who were knocked to the ground before Zhen Feng was knocked to the ground.

No matter how stupid Qin Jue was, he felt something was wrong. He dragged on the ground and refused to step forward, calling for help.

But where did he twist Jia Cong's personal soldiers?

Qin Ju's father Qin Hao, mother Wu and his sister all wanted to come forward to stop this scene.

But they forgot that they were no longer noble at this time. As soon as they made moves, they were pulled back by the already surging Jinyi Tikka with a knife and screamed in pain.

But at this time, no one cared about them.

Everyone looked at the more than ten people who were held in front of the incense table and knelt down one by one.

Looking at the once noble and noble figures, in such a embarrassing moment, the tiks on the pier were all excited and their bodies were trembling.

"Qingchen, Qingchen! What do you want to do? You are humiliating my Zhen family, you are humiliating the Madam Fengsheng! Do you know what you are doing?"

At this moment, Zhen Fu thought Jia Cong wanted to suppress him and kowtow to the eight dead captains of Jinyi.

When he struggled, Qin Zhen also struggled: "Jia Cong, I am from the Qin family in Jiangyin, and I am the descendant of the Grand Historian De. How dare you insult me?"

If Jia Cong had not heard of it, he took a stick of incense from Zhan Peng, lit it with a fire stick, and inserted it into the incense burner in front of the incense table.

Then he bowed three times in front of the incense table to be a courtesy.

This scene naturally moved the captains present again.

However, Qin Hao and others from the Qin family all showed contempt. The superiors saluted the subordinates, just like the kings saluted the ministers, and the fathers saluted the sons. In their opinion, Jia Cong did this clearly to buy people's hearts for himself, but to lose the deceased's good deeds.

Where can those humble Qiu Ba stand it?

After Jia Congli turned around, looked at Zhen Wu with a stern look, and said in a deep voice: "Humiliation of the Zhen family? What is the method of humiliation?"

Zhen Feng shouted: "It is easy to kill and cut. It is absolutely impossible to let me, the descendants of the Holy Madam, kneel down to these lowly men!"

When Zhen Feng thought about it, Jia Cong could not kill him no matter what.

However, after hearing this, Jia Cong suddenly showed a bright smile on his face and nodded, "What a backbone! I am worthy of being the descendant of the Holy Madam, I will fulfill you."

Zhen Wu seemed to not understand, but breathed a sigh of relief, and a smug smile appeared on his face. However, after a while, he felt that he was being dragged forward.

Then he saw a terrifying big-headed soldier who handed Jia Cong a thick ghost-headed knife.

A cold air suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart. After striking, my whole body just reacted, but it began to numb again.

When Jia Cong looked at him, Zhen Feng felt for the first time in his life what fear was from the bottom of his heart.

Not only him, Bai Shijie, Qin Ju and others also found that behind them, a man holding a ghost-headed sword stood there, and they were all stunned.

What is this to do?

Even if they commit a serious crime of treason, they will always report to the court and go through trial?

Even if you don’t go through the trials of Dali Temple, Lantai Temple and the Ministry of Justice, you still need to criticize the emperor?

Now you, Jia Qingchen, have nothing, what do you want to do?
To be continued...