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Eight hundred and nineteenth chapter seven-day mission plan(1/2)

"That, Master, what we said about the Jia family now doesn't count." Ao Yulie reminded.

If you say you practice martial arts, you can practice martial arts? It doesn’t exist.

"I'll just say it right away. I'll get this Ningguo Mansion, you go get the Rongguo Mansion." Tang Luo stood up as he said.

It is better to choose a day than to hit the day. Elder Tang is extremely efficient in action. He immediately stood up, walked out of the courtyard, and found an old lady to lead him to Jia Zhen's courtyard.

Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion are both of those super-large mansions.

Outsiders can't figure out who lives where and where.

The woman was a little strange and didn't say much, so she led the way for Tang Luo.

When I arrived at Jia Zhen's courtyard, the yard was a little messy, with maids and mothers standing, and Lai Sheng, the chief manager of Ningguo Mansion.

In the original work of the Red Mansion, the supervisors of Ning and Rong were both Lai Da, Lai Er, and were promoted again, which was not clear.

It's simple here.

The general managers of Ningrong and the general managers are from the Lai family. The older brother Lai Da is the general manager of Rongguo Mansion, and the younger brother Lai Sheng is the general manager of Ningguo Mansion.

The Lai family is an old servant of the Jia family and relies on the most.

At this moment, Lai Sheng was standing in the courtyard, but it was a little inappropriate.

It has nothing to do with whether a man outside can enter the back house or not.

This is a world of warriors. The martial arts style is prevalent, so the defense between men and women is naturally not that serious.

All kinds of ladies from a family are not allowed to go out of the door, and they cannot even let outsiders see it.

Emperor Kaiyuan also encouraged women to learn martial arts very much, and even positions such as female generals were specially set up.

As the chief executive, Lai Sheng is nothing to do when standing in the courtyard of the male owner.

But now I have obviously gone to invite the imperial doctor to come.

As the chief executive, Lai Sheng should go there and invite him in person. If he doesn’t help, it is necessary to greet him in front of the door.

But he stood here, not sure whether it was because the Jia family was so arrogant or Lai Sheng was so arrogant.

Tang Luo didn't think so much at all. He didn't even know anyone Lai Sheng, so he came to the yard.

Walking along the way, walking directly to the room with unrecognizable relatives.

Lai Sheng was stunned for a moment and did not dare to speak out for a while.

It was not until Tang Luo entered the door that he realized, walked over quickly and said, "Brother Rong, you are..."

Tang Luo ignored Lai Sheng and walked directly into the inner room.

It’s hard for Lai Sheng to enter here, so he could only stop and shout: “Brother Rong, the master is resting, you——”

The inner room was warm, but the window was tightly closed, with a faint smell. In addition to Jia Zhen, who was unconscious while lying down, there were also several women.

In addition to the maids, there is also Yu Shi, the (big) wife of Ningguo Mansion.

She is not Jia Rong's mother, but Jia Zhen's second wife. She is from a poor family and has no real mother in Ningguo Mansion. She is just a saw-mouth gourd.

Whatever Jia Zhen said was what he said.

But at this moment, she looked quiet, and there was no panic in Jia Zhen. When she saw Tang Luo coming in, she called out: "Brother Rong."

Tang Luo nodded and walked to the bed.

It was a coincidence that at this time, Jia Zhen just opened her eyes, her eyes were dull.

After gathering, he saw Tang Luo and was immediately furious: "You beast!"

He didn't forget how he was unconscious, so he cursed himself and cursed himself in.

At this time, no one cared about this detail.

Yushi walked a few steps to the bed and was going to say something.

Jia Zhen struggled and wanted to give Jia Rong in front of him a little cruel.

Tang Luo smiled and bent down slightly, looking like he was going to pick it up.

In fact, he had reached out and pressed Jia Zhen's head and smashed it down.

With a "bang", the porcelain pillow on the back of Jia Zhen's head was smashed to pieces, and even the big mahogany carved bed was shaken and almost broke up.

After this smash, Jia Zhen, who had just woken up, felt a severe pain and was spinning.

That's not all. Holding the palm of your head, your five fingers gathered like iron claws, and severe pain came with the breath of death.

It made Jia Zhen's hands and feet weak, and he didn't even have the strength or courage to move for a while.

Tang Luo grabbed his head and slammed it hard a few times, and his body fell out of bed.

While getting shorter, Jia Zhen also fell into a coma again.

Tang Luo let go of his hand with a calm look on his face. OK, this guy will never wake up in a short time.

Not to mention the imperial doctor or imperial doctor, a Daluo god will not be able to be saved for a while.

Jia Jing became a monk and became a Taoist, while Jia Zhen was in a coma.

In the Ningguo Mansion where males withered, Jia Rong is the only one who can lead the family, Ningguo Mansion, and Tang Luo can cover the sky with only one hand.

The maid and the woman, and You Shi, looked at Tang Luo who was standing upright, were stunned and so shocked that they could not speak at all.

When I found Jia Zhen lying outside Jia Rong's courtyard in a coma early this morning, my servants were shocked.

It is suspected that Jia Zhen is drunk here.

When I saw the injuries on Jia Zhen's body, I realized that I was beaten.

But I still don't believe it.

Who is Jia Rong? Jia Zhen’s son.

Although the defense between men and women in Daqian is not strict, various rules and ethics are still there, and they are very strict, especially filial piety, and the ways of the king and the minister complement each other.

If the king wants his minister to die, the minister has to die. If the father wants his son to die, the son has to die.

The kingdom, the kingdom, the parents and teachers of the Great Qian have been constantly publicizing since its founding, and have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and have been engraved into the bones.

Why is this? The reason is also very simple.

Naturally, it is to prevent "heroes from using martial arts to instigate bans".

Kung Fu is a killing skill, so warriors are naturally not easier to control than ordinary people.

Every man is angry and blood splatters five steps!

When a powerful warrior is angry, it will not be five steps, at least five hundred steps or five thousand steps.

As a ruler, I naturally hope that all the good sheep under my command will be. If I can, I wish I could ban the martial arts.

However, it is impossible to ban martial arts. Once martial arts prosper, it will last for thousands of years.

The country was established for more than a hundred years, but the whole world has not been unified yet. How could he have the ability to use martial arts?

Secondly, now that the Three Kingdoms are in power, everyone is holding their breath and must not fall behind. Forbidden martial arts is equivalent to suicide.

Not only can it not be banned, but it must also be encouraged.

In the Daqian court, no matter how military generals are, civil officials must be "both civil and military". First-rank officials must have first-rank strength, at least they must have the level of a 543-rank qi-training warrior.

Martial arts must also prosper.

Naturally, we need to constantly set rules to better restrain warriors.

At least that's true for Daqian.

Tang Luo's current behavior is at least a serious crime of exile for three thousand miles and exiling to the frontier as a military force.

Tang Luo didn't realize anything and nodded: "He fainted again. You guys are taking good care of him. Don't let him wake up."

You Shi and others who were almost unable to stand were left, and Tang Luo walked out.

Lai Sheng from the outside said sternly: "Brother Rong, you want..."

Halfway through his words, Tang Luo reached out to grab him.

Lai Sheng was shocked and instinctively dodged.

He is a seventh-grade warrior, and he is a master of practice. He is not a person like Jia Zhen who has a strong head.

With this flash, his body movements were quite impressive.

But let alone Lai Sheng is only a seventh grade, even a master, it is impossible to avoid Tang Luo and catch him casually.

He didn't figure out what was going on at all, and Lai Sheng felt his head fall into the hands of others.

Then, the body loses control and no longer belongs to me.

Tang Luo dragged Lai Sheng out of the yard like a dog, and threw him on the ground and ordered: "Please go back, and I will say that the master is fine."

Judging from your appearance, you are just a housekeeper.

"you--"
To be continued...
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