Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing

Chapter 56: Scholars outside the Book Club are paraded through the streets
Jia Cong stretched out his hand.

Several sword energies penetrated into Jiang Wenxing's body.

It penetrates at high speed, causing severe pain like torture.

I can no longer concentrate on mobilizing my great energy.

Then waved.

A manuscript flew out of Jiang Wenxing's arms.

It is the fifth cultural treasure brought by the great scholar this time.

It is a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" annotated by a great scholar himself.

Among them, the "Duke Ling of Wei" chapter is brilliant and full of annotations.

"A person with lofty ideals is a benevolent person. If there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is a murder to become benevolence."

"Destroy everything?"

After flipping through two pages, Jia Cong understood the function of this great scholar's treasure.

"It's a waste of talent to have this cultural treasure in your hands."

"Dare you to set up an ambush to kill me?"

Jia Cong smiled faintly and took out a six-meter-high pole from the Shinto seal.

This is a flagpole seized from the Black Wind Bandits of Anping Mountain.

"Somebody come!"

"My subordinate is here!"

The two personal guard commanders, Ma Ruyue and Hou Jingyun, stepped forward and knelt on one knee.

"I remember that Jiangnan Bailu Academy has a gathering point in Shenjing City, right?"

"My Lord, I know the meeting point. It's in the south city. It's called the White Deer Book Club."

"It is a gathering place for scholars from the south of the Yangtze River who stay in Beijing."

"Okay!" Jia Cong nodded and gave the order.

"Hou Jingyun, you must return to the palace immediately, gather all your personal soldiers, and call Wang Er and the others to come with you."

"Surround the White Deer Bookstore first. No one is allowed to enter but no one is allowed to leave!"

"Anyone who dares to obstruct will be killed without mercy!"

"Ma Ruyue, hang this traitor who assassinated an official of the imperial court and intended to rebel on the flagpole for me, and follow me back to the city."

"promise!"

The soldiers were cheered up upon hearing this.

They were all men from the lower classes. Compared with their colleagues in the Beijing camp who received five times the military pay, their families were able to make a living by getting a few acres of rent-free land in Jia Cong's manor.

This was enough to make these people loyal and willing to sacrifice for Jia Cong without hesitation in times of crisis.

These people were already frustrated that Jia Cong was attacked just now and they were unable to help.

Jia Cong looked towards the direction of Shenjing City.

Whether or not cutting the grass can scare away the snake depends on this one move!

……

Shenjing South City
White Deer Book Club
Backed by the Jiangnan Bailu Academy and with donations from many Jiangnan gentry, it is very wealthy.

It is called a book club, but it is actually a gathering place.

The pavilions and waterside terraces create an elegant environment.

The winding water flows smoothly, reminiscent of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Many scholars from the south of the Yangtze River gathered here to discuss state affairs and compose poems.

Whenever a wonderful poem or essay appears, the owner of the bookstore will come out and present it with a red envelope.

Then post it in bookstores to promote its reputation for free.

If they meet talented scholars from poor families, they will provide financial support.

These wordings directly led to the rapid development and growth of Bailu Book Society, which established a huge network of relationships in Shenjing City.

Just today.

"Someone, surround this place!"

More than three hundred riders came galloping from a distance.

The commander of the personal soldiers, Hou Jingyun, was in the open, while the commander of the ghost soldiers, Wang Er, was in the dark.

Without saying a word, they surrounded the Bailu Academy.

"The general has ordered that no one is allowed to enter the White Deer Book Club today!"

……

"You rude fellows, how can we allow such a cultured place like this to be so presumptuous?"

"Barbarians are crude and ignorant, and cannot be taught!"

"Who is your leader? Believe it or not, I will ask my father to report you to the court tomorrow morning!"

"How brave! Do you know whose territory this is?"

The sound of horse hooves directly startled hundreds of scholars who were gathering inside.

When they walked out the door and saw this scene, they all started shouting and cursing.

But Ma Jingyun was not moved at all, and his expression under the armor was cold.

Outside the book club, a large crowd of people gathered to watch the fun.

Before everyone could come to an end of the negotiations, another round of horse hoof sounds was heard.

The same black armor, elite cavalry. The leader wore a purple robe and rode a white tiger.

A cavalryman behind him was holding a tall pole.

Hanging on the pole was an old man with white hair and beard.

It was Jia Cong and his group who were returning from outside the city.

Jiang Wenxing was hung up all the way for public display as he walked through the streets.

It directly attracted the attention of many powerful people in Shenjing.

"Hiss, Ziyi, Baihu, why did that evil star surround the White Deer Book Club?"

"No, what's hanging on the flagpole is..."

"Jiang Wenxing, a great scholar from Jiangnan, I once saw him from afar when I was studying abroad."

"This is such an humiliation to a great scholar from Jiangnan."

"It's a big deal. It's really a big deal this time."

"Marquis Zi Yi is determined to fight to the death with Bai Lu Academy."

Among the crowd there were students from Jiangnan who recognized Jiang Wenxing's identity.

I was suddenly terrified.

A great scholar in the third realm is no ordinary person.

Not to mention it’s in Jiangnan.

Even in Shenjing City, Jiang Wenxing has a large number of student fans.

Highly praised by many civil servants.

But now it is hung on a flagpole and paraded through the streets like a dead dog.

"puff!"

Feeling everyone's gaze, Jiang Wenxing, who was hanging on the pole, spat out a mouthful of blood.

The torture caused by the sword energy in the body is secondary.

Such humiliation is simply unbearable for a great scholar who is usually high and mighty.

"Greetings to the general!"

Seeing Jia Cong coming, all the personal soldiers bowed with their chests in salute.

Jia Cong rode forward on a tiger, with invisible pressure and cold eyes.

This made the Jiangnan scholars, who had just been shouting and cursing, subconsciously hold their breath.

"Who is in charge here?"

"I pay my respects to Marquis Zi Yi."

"I am the owner of the White Deer Bookstore."

"The White Deer Book Society has always been law-abiding and supportive of scholars. The society contains handwritten inscriptions by many high-ranking officials of the imperial court."

"Marquis Zi Yi sent troops to surround my White Deer Book Club without any reason."

"I wonder whose orders this was?"

"Today, the scholars are gathering, and there are nobles in the society. I advise the Purple-Robed Marquis to leave immediately."

"So as not to offend someone who should not be offended!"

A middle-aged man in a clerk's robe walked out of the bookstore.

He ran to Jia Cong and saluted.

There was nothing wrong with his manners, but his words were full of condescension.

The look he gave Jia Cong was full of hostility.

"Jiang Daru is a great scholar of our dynasty. He teaches in Jiangnan and has many students all over the world."

"Marquis Purple Robe humiliated the great Confucian scholar today. Aren't you afraid that it will be spread to scholars all over the world..."

"Keng!"

Before he could finish his words, sword energy flew past.

A huge head shot up into the sky, and blood spurted two feet high.

"I am a noble of the imperial court, personally conferred the title by the two emperors. You are just a mere merchant. Who gave you the courage to speak to me like this?"

Jia Cong glanced at everyone, and the "splitting sword" on his waist made a clanging sound.

It's like looking at an ant again.

"Send someone who can speak human language, otherwise..."

"My magic sword has not seen blood for more than a month."

……

"Hiss, the owner of the White Deer Book Club is a distant relative of Sun Shanchang of the White Deer Academy in Jiangnan. How could he be beheaded just because of a disagreement?"

"Marquis Zi Yi is a cautious killer, and his reputation is well-deserved."

"Quick, go back and report this to the head of the family."

"Is the Purple-Robed Marquis really not afraid of the sharp writing skills of the scholars in the world?"

Looking at the head rising into the sky, many people shuddered subconsciously.

"Marquis Zi Yi, you are so majestic."

"This is not the Wang family, not a place where you can act wild!"

At this moment, an angry voice was heard in the book club.

(End of this chapter)