The Dimensional Pursuit

Mrs. Wang, who didn't understand the sudden madness of Dafang's line, turned pale when she saw Ma Dao on the ground, and she trembled slightly.

At this time, she finally thought about how terrible the consequences would be if Ma Dao’s actions were unsuccessful. It would be light to lose the heart of the second room and one line. The key is that her second room grandmother, Jia Zheng’s genuine wife, is likely to be Was abolished, or even put to death.

After all, the witchcraft technique has always been a taboo of the Gonghou family, so if there is a female family member in the family who touches this, no matter how respectable the status is, the final fate will not escape the above two results.

Especially now that there is still a true monarch coming to the world to expose this scandalous thing in front of everyone in the whole mansion, then even if you want to conceal it, you can't hide it, and you can only admit his fate.

Mr. Shi Tai glanced indifferently at Mrs. Wang over there, and the evaluation in his heart was only one sentence-that is: the success is not enough, the failure is more than the failure, unworthy of use!

It is equivalent to a complete sentence of Madam Wang's future, and there is no possibility of turning over again.

Madame Ma Dao hesitated for a moment, then turned to a cruel face, looked at the Madam Wang who was in the front row, and viciously pointed out, "It's her, it's her!"

Then I didn’t hesitate—or maybe I wanted to pull a backing before I died, like a bamboo tube pour beans, tell me my identity, purpose, how I entered the mansion, and what I did in the mansion afterwards. come out.

The result is conceivable and immediately caused an uproar. Whether it was the sons and ladies in the field, or the servants of each house, they all looked at Mrs. Wang with weird eyes.

"Wang, how dare you?!" Jia Zheng looked at him pale with a look of disbelief, but he didn't make any excuses, which was equivalent to Mrs. Wang who had acquiesced in this matter and said furiously.

Then he instinctively slapped his slap on Mrs. Wang's face.

"Snapped!"

Mrs. Wang stomped and fell to the ground.

"Mother!" Jia Baoyu shouted, rushing out of the crowd and ran to Mrs. Wang's side.

It is rare, filial piety is commendable.

"Come here! Don't take this wicked woman down for me!" Jia Zheng didn't feel sorry, turned his head to look at the servants in the mansion, and said loudly.

The master's posture was so full that he bluffed many people. Immediately, several servants walked out of the crowd and set up Mrs. Wang, who had no intention of resisting at all.

"Wait." At this time, Jia She spoke to stop him, "Could you be the second brother, do you want to just fool things around like this?"

"That's what the big brother means..." Jia Zheng frowned, and asked a little unpleasantly.

After all, Mrs. Wang and him have been married for many years, and the two do not say that they are in harmony, but there is still some decentness.

What's more, there is a child like Baoyu between the two, so if possible, he doesn't mind saving her. At most, he will inflict her into the cold palace afterwards and let her fend for herself. It is the same. It is the face of Wang Zi Teng, the four major families of the Wang Family and the contemporary Patriarch of the Wang Family.

"According to family rules." Jia She said with a sullen face.

State-owned and state-owned laws, family rules, family members like Rongning's second public, from masters, young ladies, princes, and madams, down to servants, handymen, guards, and stewards, have a fairly complete reward and punishment system. Constrain the bottom line.

For example, there is a set of clear rules in Jia's house.

And this naturally also includes the requirements for the wives of the tribe.

Sure enough, Jia Zheng's expression changed after hearing this, and Mrs. Wang's face, who had not been taken away, became paler.

Because if the matter is handled according to the rules of the Jia clan, the most likely result of Mrs. Wang is to be killed on the spot. This is comparable to Jia Zheng's thoughts are worlds apart, so it's no wonder that the faces of the two have changed drastically.

"This..." Jia Zheng has the intention to refute, but where the family rules are, it is not something he can refute if he wants to refute. Otherwise, who will take the family rules seriously for future successors?

Unexpectedly, Jia Zheng felt weak and turned to look at his mother, the only old lady in the field who could change his decision.

"What do you mean by the true monarch?" Lao Taijun Shi didn't speak, but looked up and looked over there since Jia She entered the arena. He has been sitting on the wall and watching, as if watching a play Zhongtu asked.

"This is your housework." Zhong Tu said quietly.

But in terms of his deeds, his performance was not so peaceful. When he suddenly waved his arm, a group of energy light slammed into the equally cheerful Ma Dao woman. In the latter, even the field When everyone in the group did not react, they directly exploded into pieces, and annihilated Madame Ma Dao in a dazzling white light, leaving no residue.

Suddenly, Jia She, Jia Zhengbing and the old prince of Shi and the people in Jia's mansion all had a chill in their hearts, and they vaguely understood that the life of Mrs. Wang could not be kept.

"Then treat it according to family rules." Old Lady Shi closed her eyes and exhaled a long breath.

At the same time, she also understood that their honeymoon period between the Rongguo Mansion and the Wang Family had disappeared, and then their Jia Family would really have to rely on the True Monarch in front of them to regroup.

"Grandma! Grandma, you can't! You can spare my mother's life!" Jia Baoyu was shocked, then knelt down in front of Lao Taijun with a plop, holding her thigh and crying.

"Come on, take Baoyu down!" Old Madam Shi didn't want Baoyu to see his mother being beaten to death, or to say that he was annoyed by crying, so he immediately ordered someone to pull him out.

"Grandma! Grandma! Dad..."

"Execution!" Jia She found the young man who was in the war, and personally supervised the execution.

Jia Zheng couldn't bear Mrs. Wang's wailing, his face was pale, and he flung his sleeves and returned to his East Gate.

...

"Bastard!" Then the next day, in the public house of the admiral's capital in the Gyeonggi Camp, Wang Zi Teng, who received the letter from the servants of the Wang family, waved his hand, and dropped the paper with his palm on the table bank in front of him.

"boom!"

"The nameless demon way is too expectant. I really think my Wang family is too good to be bullied!?" Wang Zi Teng pressed his hand on the table, got up from the chair, and walked around the house while shouting angrily.

"There are also people from Jia Mansion...I'm really not a person, not a son of man!"

...

On the other side, the imperial palace, as the current Emperor Yong, also received a tip.

"Can you investigate the source of last night's roar?" Emperor Yong, who was wearing a golden dragon gown, slowly asked the accompanying **** on the side.

"It has been investigated clearly, the source of the voice comes from the Rongguo Mansion." The old **** bowed in response.

"Oh? It's said to be a fairy acting."

"Fairy acting...Have you ever investigated the origin of the true monarch of Jingyu Miaodao?" Emperor Yong sneered, and then asked inexplicably.

"Slaves **** it."

"Continue to investigate, especially with regard to what happened in Rongguo Mansion last night, I want to know everything inside." After a moment of silence, when the feelings of accompanying the old **** became uneasy, Emperor Yong's voice sounded again. .

"Yes!" the old **** replied.