The son of the red mansion is unscrupulous

There was a new steward in the kitchen that night, so Mother Jia didn't bother to ask about it, except for Yingchun's unflappable prestige again, the matter passed so peacefully.

Afterwards, only three or five days later, people brought money one after another. Jia Lian ordered Cao Zhijian, who was collecting the money, to write down the names of the people. After half a month, they were added up, and there were four or five thousand in total, and they added more money to it. A few thousand made up an integer, and they sent people to the bookstore to print some travel notes and poetry collections with punctuation, and then ordered people to sell these books at a loss to peddlers who went to remote villages to sell books and paper on shelves.

Three days later, I officially received the post from Chen Yejun. Jia Shen's ward branch called Jia Zheng. In the carriage with three layers of mattresses, Jia Lian rode in front to lead the way to join the Chen family and the Feng family.

On the way, I saw prison carts being escorted back to Beijing. Jia Lian stood on the horse, looking at the elegant and gentle gentlemen in the prison cart with sympathy, and unconsciously spoiled the interest of the game, took the rein and took a step slowly, just Hearing that in the carriage, Jia She was urging Jia Zheng to serve him tea. He smiled softly and saw King Beijing coming on horseback. He dismounted and greeted him first, pretending not to see him, and waiting for Jia Lian to come. Liu Xianglian said in a low voice, "The King of Beijing is here", then raised her head and greeted him with a smile on her face, and hurriedly got off her horse to say hello.

Shui Rong also got down from his horse, and he didn't ask people to carry a lantern to clear the way, he just dressed up as an ordinary rich man, stopped Jia Lian who was asking for his peace, and said in a low voice: "The group of students from the Imperial College are making too much noise. It's more like a word."

"But what did you say?" Jia Lian asked hurriedly.

Shui Rong slightly nodded, and then said with a smile: "But don't worry, I have already suppressed you, the Supreme Emperor, I don't know now."

Liu Xianglian frowned, wondering why the King of Beijing Jing came here to say what he was doing since he was fine.

Jia Lian knew in his heart that Shui Rong owed him something, so he rushed to speak, to show that he had repaid, and smiled respectfully: "Thank you for your kindness, Lord, I don't know if this incident is a big one or a small one? "It is expected that if the students don't talk about it, some rumors will spread to other people's ears; if this matter is small, it is a group of students who are "children's words".

"It's neither big nor small. Left and right are still under my control, but if something like this happens in the future, you have to tell me first, otherwise I'll be caught off guard, and I won't be able to end it for you." Water-soluble voice It was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that it had begun to change its accent.

Jia Lian sighed inwardly that Liu Xianglian's voice is still good, and it hasn't changed now. Although he doesn't know when Shui Rong became theirs, he still thanked Shui Rong repeatedly, "This time it's the brothers in the Imperial College who are acting on their will. , there will be no more such things.”

"Your punctuation is very fresh to me, and I also clicked on a few Fu that I wrote, why don't you print it and sell it?" Shui Rong said in a friendly manner, and looked at Liu Xianglian's earlier comparison. What he saw became even more heroic, and he bowed to him again.

"The lord is willing to give the poems to the ministers with confidence, that is the honor of the ministers." Jia Lian remembered that he had asked someone to check the list, and the name of Shui Rong, who went to the exam in a micro-service, was not famous, and he didn't know how well his poems were written. Sample.

After hearing this, Shui Rong only told his servants to send his poems to Rongguo Mansion, instead of going to see Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng, he got on his horse.

As soon as Shui Rong left, Liu Xianglian ignored his words, followed Jia Lian on a horse and said, "Second Master, can you ask us to shoot the musket?"

"Of course it's okay, why don't you tell us to watch other people shoot guns?" Jia Lian sneered, and met Feng Tang, father and son Feng Ziying, a general of martial arts at the intersection, and saw that Feng Tang was about the same age as Jia She, but with thick black hair. Fa's eyes were piercing, and at this moment Feng Tang slammed the vermilion cloak aside and drooped on the horse, squinting at the carriage where Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng were in, and said disdainfully: "The two masters are so afraid of the cold. ?”

Jia Lian said with a smile: "Father and uncle are not in good health, it's better to take a carriage to be safer."

Feng Tang sneered, led the horse closer, and slapped Jia Lian on the shoulder with his iron palm, "Second boy, follow me out of the city for a run."

"I dare not compare with the general."

"You are so cowardly, you are a general after all." Feng Tang laughed.

Feng Ziying watched Jia Lian secretly rubbing the shoulder that had been patted, and she also found it interesting, so she just said: "Don't make Yejun wait too long, let's go over quickly."

After Feng Tang and Jia Lian listened, they went out of the capital again, and they met Chen Yejun who had been waiting for a long time at the gate of the city.

Chen Yejun smiled and said: "Father has some errands today, so I just asked me to take you there to have fun." He moved closer to Jia Lian, "I got a musket for each of you."

"Can we keep that thing too?" Jia Lian thought to himself that the general camp is already a great place to play, so can the musket be used as a gift?

"What are you afraid of? You hold it in your hands and don't give it to foreigners, and you don't ship it out of the country." Chen Yejun said generously. Seeing that Feng Tang couldn't help but want to race horses, he didn't talk nonsense, and led the people out of the city gate, so he went with them. Feng Tang raced the horse.

Liu Xianglian was at a naughty age, when she saw old man Feng Tang leading Chen Yejun in a horse race, she also galloped after her.

Because Jia Lian wanted to take care of Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng's carriage, he didn't go after him. Seeing that Feng Ziying was with him, he asked, "Did Guangzhu come?"

Feng Ziying smiled awkwardly.

Jia Lian immediately understood that the Shi family must not allow Shi Guangzhu to associate with their Jia family, so he stopped asking about it, "It would be great if my father had a strong body like the general. I wonder what the general has been up to lately?"

"Nowadays the country is prosperous and the people are safe, everyone in the Beijing camp is pampered and idle, and the Shenji camp has become a place for you and me to have fun. My father is at home, so what's the matter?" Feng Ziying said with a bit of anger.

"And why do you say that?" Jia Lian asked hurriedly.

Feng Ziying sighed deeply, "Thieves and bandits are rampant in the coastal areas, and the common people are uneasy. The imperial court has no intention of fighting, and reports good news and not bad news to both inside and outside the capital. If this is a trick to lure the enemy into deep, it's fine, but... In the barracks, there is no one who is seriously practicing anywhere."

Jia Lian knew that Feng Ziying was one of the rare dudes who cared about the country and the people, and dangled the Xiangzhu Lake Silk Snow Whip in his hand, thinking of the sentence "Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal" in "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", and then Frowning, he looked at Feng Tang, who indulged the younger generation, Liu Xianglian, and Chen Yejun, who were laughing and laughing, and felt inexplicably sad. The old general will eventually fall into a fate that cannot be rewarded for his ambition. wisdom.Looking at Feng Ziying's dislike of today's trip, he smiled and said, "Isn't Ye Jun going to enter the Shenji camp? Instead of being depressed here, it's better to persuade him to improve the discipline of the military camp. Let's go to play today, next time." Once again, you can’t ask other people to play. There is a saying that raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time. If a sage does not move at this time, he must have his concerns. There will always be wars in the sea and the border. You and Yejun are both from a family of generals, let’s talk about martial arts. They are all much taller than our Jia family's children, why don't you just enlist in the army?"

What she said made Feng Ziying feel embarrassed, and muttered: "It sounds nice, but my family may not like it."

"A manly man, because of his family's reluctance, he becomes a coward who only talks but doesn't do anything. It's too embarrassing for a man." Jia Lian sneered.

Just as he was speaking, he heard the neighing of the horse, but the old and vigorous Feng Tang turned the horse's head and turned back at some point.

Feng Tang reined in his horse and said with a bold smile: "Which man lost face?"

"I am your son." Feng Ziying said angrily.

After hearing this, Feng Tang smiled and said, "It's okay to lose it, it's all just a temporary humiliation!"

This sentence made Feng Ziying feel more and more boring, she snorted resentfully, and started a horse race with his father.

Cao named people all have meanings.Therefore, the word "Feng Tang" for this general of martial arts probably implies that the fate of this Feng Tang is similar to that of Feng Tang in the Han Dynasty.Jia Lian squinted to see Feng Tang joking with a group of teenagers, then made the horses walk a little slower, and secretly went to listen to Jia She and Jia Zheng in the carriage. Taking the airs of his elder brother to teach Jia Zheng a lesson.

Stepping on the somewhat frozen ground all the way to the Shenji camp ten miles away from the capital, I saw the military officer in the camp leading the soldiers to greet him obsequiously.

Like his own garden, Chen Yejun was afraid that the cold wind would damage Jia Amnesty and Jia Zheng, so he directly ordered their carriages to be driven into the camp.

Jia Lian and Liu Xianglian have never been here, but Feng Tang and Feng Ziying are very familiar with this place.

"Let's go, second boy, my uncle told you to see what it means to wear Yang with a hundred steps." Feng Tang smiled boldly, got off the horse, threw the cloak to Feng Ziying, took Jia Lian and Chen Yejun to the shooting range.

"Come today, it won't delay the drill in the camp." Liu Xianglian turned her head to look at the soldiers in the camp. Seeing that the soldiers were not tall and powerful, and those who could get close to them, all of them had flattering faces and became more and more obsequious. Without the masculinity that soldiers should have.

"No, I have a rest today, no practice. Last night, I asked someone to get four or five cages of pigeons and rabbits, and prepared a few jars of good wine. When the masters and young men shoot the pigeons, they will fry the pigeon meat and eat it immediately." As the military officer said, he saw Jia Amnesty staggering and was about to go to help him, but he saw that Jia Amnesty only asked his brother Jia Zheng to help him, so he had to give up.

Jia Lian also saw that Jia Amnesty intended to embarrass Jia Zheng, so he didn't ask any questions. Following Chen Yejun into the Shenji camp, everyone except Feng Tang entered a room next to the shooting range that was burning with charcoal.

After several people sat down, Chen Yejun ordered someone to serve tea for everyone, and then ordered someone to bring two boxes.

"This one belongs to Ziying, and this one belongs to Lian's second brother." Chen Yejun said, and gave Jia Lian and Feng Ziying a short musket respectively. Seeing Liu Xianglian staring at him eagerly, he asked someone to come and get another one. Come.

Jia Lian caressed the box, unscrewed the hinge on the box, opened the box, and saw a small iron gun with a polished ebony pole. First, he held the musket to Jia She and Jia Zheng to see.

"Our family also has this kind of thing." Jia She said hummingly.

Jia Zheng nodded silently.

Jia Lian laughed and said, "Then why didn't you use it? Wouldn't it be good to ask the servant to take it out to look after the family house?" As he spoke, he saw Feng Ziying skillfully loading the gun, and learned a lesson according to Feng Ziying's example.

Chen Yejun was afraid that Jia Lian would accidentally go off, so he taught him hand in hand.

Jia Amnesty snorted and said with a smile: "What kind of thief has the guts to come to our house to commit trouble?" Because he had never heard Chen Yejun call Jia Zheng's father-in-law, he felt even more gloating.

Jia Zheng just pretended to be stupid and sat with Jia Amnesty.

Jia Lian saw that Jia Amnesty was not interested in the musket, so he asked him to shoot the gun without any fuss. He only invited a few soldiers to carry him and Jia Zheng, and then he joined hands with Chen Yejun, Feng Ziying, and Liu Xianglian. They went to the warehouse of the Shenji Camp first, and in a room that was fairly well-guarded, when everyone entered, they saw cannons, firecrackers, rockets, fire thorns, large and small muskets, large and small general barrels, etc. Large and small iron cannons, magic arrows and other magical weapons.

Jia Lian and Liu Xianglian touched these things curiously, and asked casually, "When will these come in handy?"

"The time when Shanghuizi came in handy was when the Supreme Emperor was on his tour to the south." Chen Yejun said proudly seeing Jia Lian amazed again and again.

Jia Lian nodded again and again, thinking in amazement that these magical weapons were just like Feng Tang and Li Guang in the Han Dynasty, falling into a depressed and frustrated end.

After leaving the warehouse, several people went to the shooting range again, only to hear the sound of pigeons cooing and flapping their wings, and then there was a bang, and the smell of gunpowder permeated the air.

Liu Xianglian was young, so she ran over to look at it first, then came back excitedly and said to Jia Lian, "Second Master, General Feng killed two pigeons with one shot!"

After Jia Lian heard this, he hurried up to the shooting range, and sure enough, he saw Feng Tang lazily sitting on a chair surrounded by a group of military officers to load his guns. Bian applauded Feng Tang.

"Lian'er also shoots." Jia Amnesty, wrapped in thick woolen clothes, sat with Jia Zheng at the banquet with Chen Yecong and his brother, smiling.

Jia Lian agreed, then took the loaded long musket, raised it on his shoulder and squinted at the sight on the gun. After the soldiers released the silver-gray pigeons, he pressed the trigger. After a bang, he first felt his shoulder was shot. It was a little painful, and then everyone was full of praise.

"The pigeons shot down by Second Master Lian were immediately cheated and given to the Elder Master!" A military officer was more excited than the others and ran over to pick up the pigeons that were still flapping their wings and showed them to Jia Lian.

Jia Amnesty grinned, and very generously asked the servants who followed him to reward the cooks of the Shenji Camp.

"It turns out that the second brother Lian is hiding everything." Feng Ziying and Chen Yejun repeated their voices, and after saying that, the two also set up their guns and started shooting pigeons.

After dozens of shots were fired, the pigeons that were killed first were fried in oil and served.

Feng Tang led the crowd to stop, and drank and ate pigeons in the hut beside the shooting range. The pigeons were fried and eaten with fine salt, and they had some flavor.

After just a few bowls of wine, Feng Tang's expression was not as excited as before, rather lonely, he didn't talk to others, and poured himself a drink, and when he heard that a military officer came to greet him, he just sneered Said: "There is no need to come to say hello, do you want to drink? Give him a few dozen taels of silver and tell him to go to the kitchen to get it."

Because of Feng Tang's behavior, the scene became cold for a while, but thanks to Jia She's poor health, Jia Lian made an excuse to rush back to Beijing, so he resigned from the military officers in the Shenji camp and returned to the capital by the same way.

On the way back, Liu Xianglian babbled about the magic of the musket with her childlike innocence. Jia Lian, Feng Ziying, and Chen Yejun sat silently on the horse with Feng Tang, who was blushing drunk.

"A bunch of trash." Feng Tang tilted his body, remembering that when he came out, all the people in the Shenji camp were drunk, and the tens of thousands of guns in the Shenji camp were only useful for shooting pigeons, so he couldn't help but spit.

Chen Yejun looked at Feng Ziying embarrassingly.

Feng Ziying just shook her head.

"Haha, Feng Tangyi is old, Li Guang is hard to seal." Feng Tang sneered drunkenly and sighed again and again.

"Second brother Lian, please persuade General Feng." Chen Yejun said in a low voice, Jia Lian was considered the "most knowledgeable" of the three of them, and Jia Lian had to speak up when it came to persuading people.

Jia Lian saw that this matter was pushed to his head, and without thinking about it, he said: "Instead of blaming others, it is better to be ready to go. The sage can send troops to the sea if he refuses. It may not be because there are no generals available."

Feng Tang said angrily: "You kid, how dare you lie! Don't you think us veterans in your eyes?!"

"The general will be in charge of the army. What's the difference between the old general and my general? It's just a show, and it's just for good looks." Jia Lian chuckled.

Feng Tang was taken aback, and Feng Ziying immediately said, "Second brother Lian, how does he know that this soldier is not the one that father wants to fuck? You know that if you have a general's name, there will be soldiers for you?"

"Thicker-skinned, more smiles, please greet the Supreme Emperor. Now the Supreme Emperor is thinking of flattering the veterans, and then please greet Prince Zhongshun. Anyway, Wang Ziteng wants to follow this trend of promotion, so he will be promoted." Get out the Beijing camp and ask the old general to train the soldiers of the Beijing camp." Jia Lian said.

Chen Yejun frowned: "It's too..."

"Okay! Let's go." Feng Tang, who was so drunk, replied loudly.

"Second brother Lian, will you offend the one above?" Feng Ziying was at a loss as to why Jia Lian gave Feng Tang such a suggestion. He occasionally heard a few words, didn't he say that the emperor is too old to deal with it now?Going to ask the Supreme Emperor at this time, wouldn't it be against the present?

"Those who achieve great things don't care about small things." Jia Lian said with a smile, the generals have been trained, and they will surrender to the present in the future.