Chapter 1666: Collect interest

"Jia Wenzhe, return my brother's order."
"The of the Jia family, I want to ask for justice for my brother."
"Open the door, we want to get justice for the dead."
Thousands of monks cursed at Jia's Mansion. At the front of the team, seven or eight corpses wrapped in white cloth were parked with blood stains on the white cloth.
These corpses were all wrapped in white cloth, so they couldn't see their faces.
At this time, many monks were holding unidentified liquids in their hands. At this time, they threw the unidentified liquids in their hands at Jia's house. But when those unidentified liquids were about to enter the courtyard wall of Jia's house, a ripple suddenly appeared and would be unknown. The object bounced back, and the monk standing at the front of the team had no time to dodge and was splashed all over.
Their whole body is beginning to rot, it can be said that life is better than death.
After trying several times in a row, everyone realized that the Jia family's mansion was guarded by a powerful formation, and the corrosive liquid in their hands could not be thrown in.
Stealing chickens can't eclipse rice, the troublemakers finally learned to behave, throwing away the things in their hands, and babbling on Jia's house.
"Zhao Feng, I really can't bear it anymore, let's go up and hack to death these gangsters."
At the gate of Jia's mansion, a tall Jia's mansion guard said to his companion with an angry face.
The guard named Zhao Feng heard the words, knocked the tall man on the head a few times, and yelled: "Wang Hu, you are looking for death, and the Patriarch's orders dare to disobey. Besides, there are thousands of them, and we only have two, you I think we both rushed forward without thinking, who will die?"
Hearing what Zhao Feng said, Wang Hu shrank his neck, and said with a sullen expression: "What should I do, I can't just let these gangsters curse here, listen, how ugly they curse!"
Zhao Feng's eyes also showed a stunned look: "You and I are both small shrimps. We just need to follow the above orders. As for their curse, you can just treat it as if you didn't hear it."
As if not heard?
Wang Hu shook his head. How could he pretend not to hear those people cursing so badly?
"Hey, I don't know what the Patriarch thinks."
...At this time, in the boudoir where a woman lives in Jia's house.
Jia Wenzhe sat leaning on the bed. In his arms, was a beautiful woman with a white face and a ruddy complexion. The woman looked about eighteen or nine years old. She smiled and looked beautiful.
Jia Wenzhe held a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other. He carefully fed a spoonful of porridge to the woman in his arms, with a gentle look in his eyes.
"Ruyu, you have recovered from a serious illness. You just woke up, and after drinking these meat soup, your body can recover faster."
Jia Wenzhe spoke softly, half lying in his arms, naturally her precious daughter, Jia Ruyu.
Compared with the pale face before, Jia Ruyu's complexion is much better, she doesn't look so pale anymore, and a few traces of ruddy have appeared on her white and tender face. In a short time, she will become like a normal person. Generally no different.
Hearing his father's words, Jia Ruyu said with a sullen expression: "Father, there are pills that Master Feng Yi gave me. I don't need to drink these meat soup at all. If you do this, it is simply unnecessary."
Hearing this, Jia Wenzhe put down the soup bowl in his hand, his face was stern, and he pretended to be sulky: "No matter how good the medicine is, dad can only be relieved by watching you eat these meat soup."
Jia Ruyu's face suddenly became bitter, and he pointed to the two bowls that were already empty next to him, and said, "But father, these are the third bowls you fed me. How can I eat them."
Hearing what his daughter said, Jia Wenzhe glanced at his side, where there were already two empty bowls, and an awkward look suddenly appeared on Jia Wenzhe's face.
He coughed slightly and said, "If this is the case, then you should rest for a while and wait for Daddy to feed you."
Jia Ruyu stared at Jia Wenzhe for a while, suddenly a touch of shame appeared in his eyes, and asked: "Father, Alchemist Feng Yi, when will you come out of the practice room?"
After speaking, Jia Ruyu looked at Jia Wenzhe expectantly, waiting for his answer.
However, to her a little disappointment, Jia Wenzhe only responded lightly to her inquiry.
"Soon."
When she wanted to ask again, Jia Wenzhe always deliberately changed the subject, and she had no choice but to give up.
Her life was saved by Zhang Yifeng. In addition to her gratitude to Zhang Yifeng, she was also mixed with a trace of strange feelings that she had not even noticed.
Seeing Jia Ruyu's somewhat sullen face, Jia Wenzhe smiled bitterly and said, "Well, Yuer, you have a good rest. When Alchemy Feng Yi leaves the customs, you will naturally see him. Today my father is not going anywhere. Stay with you here."
Jia Ruyu shook his head, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Father, I am fine. The situation facing our Jia family, I have heard Madam Su say, you are the head of the family, and now Jia family needs you more, you should hurry up. Preside over the overall situation, if you don't go, Grandpa Jia will definitely blame me."
Jia Wenzhe originally wanted to insist, but under Jia Ruyu's repeated urging, he had to leave.
After coming out of Jia Ruyu's house, Jia Wenzhe came to the meeting hall, and he gathered all the key members of the Jia family together.
Seeing the angry crowd, Jia Wenzhe took a breath and his eyes became serious.
He looked straight at the crowd and said: "I know you are holding a breath in your heart, but the monks outside are just a bunch of clowns, the real big fish hidden behind them are about to surface. , I asked you to choose forbearance, but this does not mean that our Jia family’s son Lang is good for bullying."
Speaking of this, Jia Wenzhe's eyes suddenly shot a cold killing intent: "The big fish hiding behind the scenes just wants to see my Jia family's reaction, if so, I fulfilled their wish. "
"Today, we will first withdraw a little interest from them, and also tell the world, my Jia family, not everyone can bully."
Hearing what Jia Wenzhe said, the expressions of everyone in the Jia family became excited in the discussion hall. They looked at Jia Wenzhe with excitement and enthusiasm, and their eyes were full of raging war.
For three days in a row, because of the Patriarch's order, they endured three days with nothing. At this moment, they finally didn't need to endure anymore. They were gearing up one by one, ready to teach those who are clamoring outside, those who do not know the heights of the monks some painful lessons.
As Jia Wenzhe's voice fell, Jia Zhan, the most militant among the elders of the Jia family, couldn't help but stand up and said with excitement.
"Patriarch, as long as you give an order, Jia Zhan is the first to call for a fight. The old man has long seen those clowns who are jumping off the beams are not pleasing to his eyes, and the old man's knife will definitely drink the blood of these clowns!"