"Someone come!"
"Capture this sinner who ruined the Jia family's morals!”
"Send him to the Supreme Court tomorrow morning and report to the Emperor to remove this cultured scum from his official position!!”
At the entrance.
Jia Ying stood with his hands behind his back.
There was a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
Before he finished speaking.
The bodyguards behind him immediately rushed forward and dragged the half-naked Jia Zhen out of the house.
This was really something.
Jia Zhen had already taken off her clothes.
At this time, the guests who had not yet dispersed all came to watch the show. In addition, the clansmen of the 20th household of the Jia family spread the word.
Almost everyone saw Jia Zhen's ugly face.
There was irrefutable evidence!
"This Jia Zhen is unworthy of being the patriarch of my Jia Clan!”
"The reputation of the Ning family has been completely ruined by Jia Zhen!”
"It's really an insult to the name of our ancestors!"
"You actually want to collude with your daughter-in-law? It's really a disgrace to the family!"
It was a chaotic scene.
It was out of control.
In the darkness.
Jia Rong and Jia Ying looked at each other and couldn't help but reveal a look of determination.
"Someone come!"
"Capture this fellow and hand him over to the Supreme Court for interrogation!”
Jia Ying's voice was harsh.
Immediately, the surrounding clansmen tactfully shut their mouths.
As for the relatives who were watching the show?
In any case, this was the Jia family's own matter and had nothing to do with them. There were even people who were waiting to watch the show and did not mind the matter getting bigger.
Jia Zhen usually acted like a tyrant, relying on his official position and identity as the clan leader.
He had done many wicked things.
He had long angered everyone.
The next day.
The officer on duty at the government office had just opened the door.
A few burly bodyguards escorted the half-naked Jia Zhen to the Supreme Court to file a complaint.
Descendant of Duke Ning, Clan Leader of the Jia Clan, Third-class Prestige General!
Every identity was important.
Even Jia Ying didn't dare to interrogate him privately, but once he was handed over to the Imperial Court and caused such a scandal, even if Jia Zhen could come out alive, he would lose a layer of skin.
As for the title of nobility inherited from his ancestors?
That was even more impossible.
And this matter was not over yet.
After Jia Zhen was imprisoned, Jia She took Jia Zhen's place and took the opportunity to hold a clan meeting.
Jia She knew very well that once the court's punishment was passed down.
Jia Zhen's position as clan leader would be lost.
He might as well cut the Gordian knot.
He would use this opportunity to chase Jia Ying out of the clan.
In the Jia ancestral hall.
Thousands of Jia clansmen gathered, and they saw five tile-roofed halls with a golden plaque inscribed with the words " Remembering the Past ", which was personally given by the former emperor.
It gave off a solemn feeling.
Thousands of people gathered.
It was completely silent.
In front of the ancestral tablets of the Jia family's ancestral hall, even the naughty children tactfully kept their mouths shut, and no one made any noise.
On the only armchair in the main seat.
Jia She sat calmly, his gaze arrogant and his expression insufferably arrogant.
Now, Patriarch Jia Zhen was imprisoned.
Jia She was the eldest son of the chief branch of Rong State Manor and a first-class general. He was the rightful head of the pillar and the "quasi-chief". He had full authority to handle all matters within the clan.
Below.
The generation, the word generation, the prince generation, and the grass generation stood in order.
Almost all of them were male clansmen.
In such a grand occasion, the unimportant women of the various families were not allowed to enter and leave as they pleased. Only Madam Xing, Madam Wang, and Madam You were allowed to attend.
As for Grandmother Jia?
Jia Ying glanced at the seat where she did not see Grandmother Jia. Presumably, Jia She had deliberately concealed the matter from Grandmother Jia.
Otherwise, with Grandmother Jia's shrewdness.
How could he make Jia She do such a stupid thing?
I'm afraid this matter...
Madam Xing, Madam Wang, and Jia Lian had been egging him on behind his back. Otherwise, where did Jia She get his confidence from?
Facing countless gazes.
Jia Ying was calm and collected, standing tall like a pine tree in the wind. He only pressed his sword hilt with one hand, and his entire person instantly emitted a sharp and cold intent, as if a dense coldness swept over.
The clansmen present could not help but gasp.
He felt cold sweat run down his back.
"Hmph hmph ~"
Jia Ying coldly shouted twice, as if there was no one else around, and strode straight into the main hall.
The surrounding clansmen did not dare to look at him directly.
This scene.
It was not like Jia She and the others were judging Jia Ying. Instead, it was Jia Ying who was judging the thousands of clansmen present.
When he passed by Jia Rong and Jia Qiang who were standing on the steps.
Jia Rong wanted to suck up to him.
However, seeing that Jia Ying was the target of public criticism, he could only shut his mouth resentfully.
As for the clan members who had just arrived from Jinling.
This was the first time they had seen Jia Ying.
They couldn't help but think to themselves, Among the descendants of Ning Rong's second branch in the capital, Jia Ying was probably the only one who was as powerful as a tiger and could take on a great responsibility.
However, today, Jia She used Jia Zhen's name to call for a clan meeting to expel Jia Ying from the clan.
It was really puzzling!
Jia Ying raised his head to look at Duke Ning and Duke Rong's tablets and couldn't help but sneer.
"How dare you!"
Jia She finally mustered up his courage and started to make trouble. He shouted angrily,
"It's disrespectful to not kneel in front of our ancestors! Do you still have propriety, righteousness, honor, and dignity in your eyes?”
Hmm?
Jia Ying suddenly turned around and glared fiercely at Jia She.
His gaze was like a knife!
Jia She was so frightened that he trembled and did not dare to go forward.
"You're not a father. You have no talent or virtue. You usually bully the weak and are extravagant and licentious. What qualifications did he have to bark in front of his ancestors?”
Jia Ying roared in the hall, his voice like a bell.
It was as if the entire ancestral hall was about to collapse.
Jia She was lost in his thoughts.
Madam Xing, who was standing at the side, was like a shrew. She stood up and helped to shout wildly.
"You, you dare to treat your own father like this?”
"Elders present, take a look. This kind of junior rashly contradicted his father and even beat his own father. You are not worthy of being a son!？”
"If I don't kick you out of Jia Zong in public today, the heavens will not allow it!!”
Madam Xing had already turned into a shrew.
She screamed without manners.
The voice was thin and long, and it was very ear-piercing.
"Noisy!"
Jia Ying's expression was calm as she slapped him.
"Pa!"
Madam Xing, who was throwing a tantrum, was immediately thrown to the ground.
Half of his face instantly swelled up.
Blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth!
SSSS ~
He rushed to the ancestral hall to fight and see blood.
This was too ridiculous!
Madam Wang twirled the prayer beads in her hand and felt her heart tremble. She wondered what it would look like if this slap landed on her face.
He was probably going to faint.
This Madam Xing was really thick-skinned.
When the surrounding clansmen saw this, they wanted to go forward and denounce Jia Ying's unfilial actions.
However…
Clang ~~
Jia Ying suddenly pulled out his sword and stabbed it into the incense table. A violent aura of death instantly shot out.
There was complete silence.
Silence!
Jia Ying was only wearing a black, narrow-sleeved martial arts uniform today. She wore a soft armor underneath, but it was invisible from the outside.
Just now, when everyone saw Jia Ying's clear and handsome face, they even forgot Jia Ying's identity.
At this moment.
A bone-piercing cold light shone from the snow-white blade.
Only then did everyone remember.
The person standing in front of them was the current first-class Martial Uncle, the Tiger Troop Lieutenant General!
The Grand Marshal in charge of the Imperial Army of the Northern and Southern Palaces!
Jia Ying immediately flung his cloak and roared,
"From now on, I, Jia Ying, will establish my own family from the Jia family! The Jia Clan would no longer have any connection with them!”
Everyone was stunned.
Jia She wanted to say something but hesitated.
Today, they were the ones who wanted to kick Jia Ying out. Since when did Jia Ying want to establish her own sect?
No one else had the ability to spout nonsense!
"Bring me the genealogy!"
Jia Ying looked up and shouted at the restless Madam You.
However, his tone softened slightly.
Madam You, on the other hand, was in a daze.
Her husband had just been sent to prison, and it was because he was accused of communicating with his daughter-in-law. Now that he saw such a big scene, she felt as if her legs were filled with lead.
"Madam Yoo, please bring me the genealogy!”
At this moment, Jia Ying was determined not to admit her identity.
Even the title had changed.
Madam You's expression was gloomy. Hearing this, she could only take the gold-plated red-skinned genealogy and move to Jia Ying's side with difficulty.
Before anyone could react.
Jia Ying had already flipped through the thick genealogy and quickly found her own page.
"Brother Rong, take a pen and grind it!"
Jia Rong immediately prepared a brush and ink.
He couldn't tell that Jia Ying was the 'enemy' who had sent his father to prison.
Instead, he was like Jia Ying's lackey.
Jia Ying dabbed his brush and ink.
Then he wrote like a dragon.
He wrote on his name list: "In the thirteenth year of the Xing calendar, Jia Ying, a member of the Rongfang clan, volunteered to leave the clan and establish his own sect. The emperor and the empress are clear…"
Madam You's beautiful eyes trembled as she watched from the side. She wanted to dissuade him, but she did not know how to speak.
After all.
She was now Jia Ying's 'enemy.'
"Where is the clan leader's seal?"
Jia Ying surrounded them.
No one answered.
It was as if all the clansmen present were watching Jia Ying's performance alone. Jia She was already dumbfounded and couldn't even interrupt.
Jia Rong whispered,
"Young Master Jia, this seal is something that the clan leader carries with him.”
Jia Ying frowned slightly, then said decisively,"
"In that case! Madam You, you are the chief's wife, so you should be able to temporarily take over the chief's authority. With the chief's wife's seal as proof, it is equivalent to a precious seal!”
Jia Rong eagerly handed over the red mud.
You shi, on the other hand, had a jade-like face. She wanted to retreat, but she couldn't bear to see Jia Ying be stripped of her clan status.
"Madam Yoo!"
Seeing that soft tactics didn't work, Jia Ying decided to use force.
She directly grabbed Madam You's slender hand, and the sleeve of her dress slid down, revealing a fair wrist with smooth skin. Holding it in her hand, she felt as if it was soft and bouncy.
Madam You was so shocked that she trembled.
When everyone reacted.
Madam You's handprint had already been stamped on the genealogy.
The gazes of everyone present.
Or amazement, or jealousy, or lament
Jia She and his wife's faces were about to turn green.
He did not expect Jia Ying to turn the tables.
Instead, it was as if they had suffered a setback!
On the other side.
In the court.
The Qinglong Emperor was discussing with the ministers.
"General Jia is the descendant of the Duke, his loyalty is clear. He also saved the Emperor from the dragon in Gao Yang. This time, the Protector Emperor was unfortunately injured and has not recovered for a long time! I want to grant Jia Ying the title of Marquis and announce it to the world to boost the morale of the army!”
"My dear ministers, do you think it's like a river?"
Inside Deyang Hall.
There was an uproar!
How many years had it been?
Ever since the establishment of the four dukes and twelve marquises.
In the past few decades in the Great Gan Dynasty.
No martial artist could be granted the title of Marquis with military merit!
And how old was Jia Ying?
He was going to be conferred the title of Marquis?
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