The bear child of the Red Chamber, Jia Cong

Having been lazy in Chengdu for a few days, Jia Cong was bored and wanted to find something exciting to have fun.One day I happened to be listening to a commentary in a teahouse, and an old man drinking tea casually mentioned a haunted house in the west of Chengdu.

It is said that three years ago a foreign businessman bought a house in Chengdu, and because he didn't come to live there often, he sent a family of servants to look at the house.Suddenly one day, all four members of this servant's family died!The merchants are not here, but they are the officials of the neighborhood newspaper.Because the person who died was a foreigner and a slave, the people in the government didn't pay much attention to the case, and there was no victim, so they let it go.Four people died for no apparent reason, and the merchant did not dare to come and live there.The house has been vacant for three years, and there are many gossips from the idlers in the neighborhood, all saying that there are ghosts in the house, and those who talk about it have their noses and eyes.

Jia Cong became interested.Te changed into a Taoist robe, begged truthfully and drew a lot of secluded and evil charms for him in his sleeves, and ran to explore the haunted house alone.

In broad daylight, the heavens and the earth are bright and clear, but this guy actually climbed over the wall and entered in the open!After dusting off the dust from his body, he walked around in the living room, kitchen and study with great interest.Seeing a complete and beautiful Western machine including a large glass mirror covered in dust in the bedroom, I couldn't help feeling sorry, shook my head and said, "It's the mirror that is dusty." Hearing the "cracking" sound, his feet were empty, and the whole person fell down with a "plop" .Jia Cong was still lying on his stomach and had already shouted "嗤~~" in his mouth: "I have nothing to do with it! I'm here to travel! The heavens are so spirited~~ Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law-" —" After shouting, he looked around, it was pitch black, and he quickly took out the torch from his pocket and shook it away.

I saw a tunnel in front of me, and I didn't know where to go straight forward.After all this was done and there was no other way to go, he then took out a candle from his bosom, lit it and held it high in his hand, walked forward slowly, and said in his mouth: "Don't mess around! I know Zhang Tianshi!"

After walking about seventy or eighty steps, a vision suddenly opened up.Jia Cong couldn't help but whistled: "Good project! It would be great to use this technology to build subway stations!"

Under his feet was a downward staircase, but there was an open space at the bottom of the stairs, which was as big as five or six rooms. It was a bit like a sunken square of later generations covered with a roof.The open space is like an underground main hall, in which there is a case, on which there is a self-ringing clock in the east bottle and the west mirror, and on the top there are two grand master's chairs with the backs of books on the head.There are two rows of armchairs with crescent armrests at the bottom, and there are many scorpions densely packed.Jia Cong said to himself: "It looks like a conference room. Why is there no plaque or couplet? It's hard to guess without words."

But someone said with a laughing voice: "Mr. Jia is famous all over the world, how about asking Mr. Jia to draw a pair?"

Jia Cong said casually: "Okay!" Without looking back, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the place where the pair should have been hanging on the case, and thought for a moment, "What do you think of this pair? Lu wants to turn back."

The man slowly came down from another staircase, and praised: "It's a good deal. Does Mr. Jia want to turn around?"

"Mr. Ding still don't want to turn back?" Jia Cong turned around with a smile, "There is no way out."

It was Ding Wangji who came, and he bowed to Jia Cong: "Mr. Jia is very interested."

Jia Cong looked around and said: "Mr. Ding, if you think this couplet is not good, there will be another couplet in later life." Then he read, "When a fake is true, it is also a fake. If there is nothing to do, there is something or nothing."

Ding Wangji clapped his hands together: "Good luck!"

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Not bad. Do you want to show it to save face?"

Ding Wangji chuckled: "It's not good to hang here, but it's fine to hang elsewhere."

Jia Cong shrugged: "Thank you!" Nai took the first guest seat casually, "So this is your territory, I should have guessed it a long time ago. When people are lazy, they tend to forget things."

Ding Wangji wondered, "How did Mr. Jia guess that?" He also walked up to the head seat and sat down.

"When Wansheng was a child, Lin Hai, his family teacher, was almost assassinated." Jia Cong said, "It was also because of investigating a small case, which was about to lead to a big case. Because it disturbed the late emperor, although the late emperor didn't know what happened, he also Don't allow him to check any more."

Ding Wangji said: "No, Lin Hai is not from the late Emperor."

"The person who committed the crime was a member of the late emperor. The late emperor thought that the person committed a trivial matter, so he asked Mr. Lin to stop." Jia Cong's mouth twitched, "The case did not come to light until many years later, and it was the Jiangxi governor Xu Hong's rebellion case. How about it? Mr. Ding, Wansheng thinks highly of you, compare you with Mr. Xu."

Ding Wangji frowned and said, "A mere reckless man who died at the hands of an assassin is compared to me? It's so contemptuous."

"May I ask Mr. Ding what official rank?"

Ding Wangji said with a smile: "As long as it can move the world, how many grades does it matter?"

"Sure enough, you don't need to pay taxes if you pretend to be aggressive." Jia Cong rolled his eyes, "Dare to ask Mr. Ding, how do you get out of here?"

Ding Wangji laughed dumbfounded: "Mr. Jia still wants to go out?"

Jia Cong crossed Erlang's legs, took out two talismans from his sleeve and shook them: "Even Qiu Liang knows that I have come here to explore the haunted house. If you don't let me go out, he can hollow out this house."

Ding Wangji smiled and said, "Exchanging a mere house for Mr. Jia is worth it."

Without waiting for Jia Cong to play tricks, an iron net fell from the sky and completely wrapped him up!Jia Cong shouted: "Hey! Why don't you set sail if you don't agree with each other!"

Two men flashed out from nowhere, with ropes wrapped around their arms, they twisted Jia Cong's arms through the iron net to tie him up tightly.Pulling back the iron net, Ding Wangji ordered someone to search his body carefully. The only weapons were a sword around his waist and a short dagger in his boots.Ding Wangji wondered, "Mr. Jia didn't bring a firearm?"

Jia Cong said: "This is a haunted house! What's the use of using firearms to deal with ghosts? I have many talismans."

Ding Wangji frowned, looked at the thick stack of twenty or thirty talismans, and asked another messy pile: "What are these?"

Jia Cong raised his chin: "Here, the black donkey's hooves are specially made to beat zongzi."

"Zongzi?"

"It's an immortal zombie." Jia Cong said, "It likes to bite people. If you encounter it, put this into the zombie's mouth, and the zombie will not be able to move." He shook his head again, "That cross is Western Christianity. Vampires are most afraid of this. Mahogany sword, this needs no explanation. Touching the golden talisman, made with pangolin claws, is the most evil spirit."

Ding Wangji couldn't help but laugh: "You actually carry a lot of these things with you."

Jia Cong said innocently: "What do you bring if you don't bring this when you come to a haunted house? By the way," he bared his teeth, "Mr. Ding, are you a human or a ghost?"

Ding Wangji smiled slightly: "Guess?"

"ghost!"

"Then it's a ghost." Ding Wangji gestured to the subordinates to take him away with his eyes.

Jia Cong took the initiative to follow the man leading the way, while shaking his head and sang a tune: "My dear, without you by my side, living alone is like a year..." Walking down the stairs, Ding Wangji was about to disappear In the line of sight from the back of his head, he suddenly roared, "For the tribe—blood and thunder—strength and glory—" Ding Wangji acted as if he was insane, and remained motionless.Jia Cong was escorted a long way, but he didn't know where he was.

There is an important literati gathering today, and Ding Wangji must be there.He was still in his mother's filial piety, but everyone outside thought that Mrs. Ding was just his adoptive mother, and that the old sister-in-law died disgracefully, so they didn't dare to make a big funeral, and no one else knew about it.The theory is that others don't know that he always knows, and he should just refuse to go.But this time, more than a dozen rare talents from the Shu Kingdom gathered together, so he had no choice but to go.

Because it took some time to deal with Jia Cong's trespassing, when Ding Wangji arrived at the flower building where the party was held, the people around him had already drunk twice, and they all caught him and wanted to drink as a fine.He didn't refuse, and really drank three cups.At the banquet, they began to recite poems and decrees again, which was very lively.

There was an elegant monk who was good at literature, mentioned that their temple was recently renovated, and asked all the great talents for couplets.While Ding Wangji was thinking, three or four gentlemen had casually recited some Zen Buddhist couplets, and everyone praised them in unison.Ding Wangji was originally a wit, but today he drank a few more glasses, and the pretty pink head beside him kept persuading him to drink, and his mind was a little swollen.Seeing that everyone around him had a good match, Ding Wangji couldn't figure it out, so he kept silent.

But at this moment, an old scholar pointed at Ding Wangji with a smile and said, "Mr. Ding hasn't spoken yet, and the real relationship has not yet been heard." The crowd bustled up, urging Ding Wangji to hurry up, and the pink-headed Qian finger nudged him. On the back, the monk Naya also personally bowed to Ding Wangji and asked for union.

If you don't have a couplet, it won't work.Ding Wangji had no choice but to recite the association that Jia Cong said just now: "When the fake is the real, the real is also the fake, and there is nothing to do."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the old Confucian took the lead in clapping his hands: "Excellent! Where did Mr. Ding come from!"

The elegant monk sang the Buddha: "Good contact! Thank you, poor monk, Mr. Ding."

Someone shouted again: "Mr. Ding is a genius in the world! Wansheng is convinced!"

Everyone praised it, and they all pushed this couplet as today's leader.Ding Wangji felt a little guilty, and immediately thought that Jia Cong would not live long anyway, and no one would know, so he was safe.

That day when he came home drunk after eating, his wife couldn't help but feel chilled when she saw her: "My mother-in-law has only been away for a few days, and the master actually went out to drink!"

Ding Wangji said: "Don't worry! I have captured my enemy today, and on the day my mother turns seventy-seven, I will pay homage to her old man with the heart and soul of the thief's head."

The daughter-in-law shuddered in fright: "Master, don't be fooled!" Fang Yu asked again, but Ding Wangji had fallen asleep on the imperial concubine's couch.

At the other end, Jia Cong was lost, and Chen Siniang walked around the haunted house and left without seeing anyone.No one told the king of Shu and Qiu Liang about such a big event, only the people from Jia's horse company filled the street and looked around.Ding Wangji thought, maybe the people who followed him would be frightened and dare not tell the officials.A few days ago, someone from Tongchui Mountain came to tell him that Jia Cong and others were rescued by a Taoist priest with high martial arts skills, and Jia Cong told Qiu Liang that he had coaxed the bandits with his sharp tongue.Although Ding Wangji found out that Jia Cong had recently followed an old Taoist priest, since he had disappeared and no Taoist priest with strong martial arts came out to inquire, he didn't know which one to trust.

Seeing Ding's April [-]th, Ding Wangji went to see Jia Cong on a whim after paying homage to his mother's spirit.Outside the door, I heard the shouts of "one two three four, five six seven eight; two two three four, five six seven eight" from inside, which made me feel strange.Nai ordered the guard to open the door and go in, only to see Jia Cong stretching his arms and legs to stretch his muscles and bones, and said amusedly, "What is Mr. Jia doing?"

Jia Cong said: "You don't understand, this is radio gymnastics. No one should lose their vigorous love for life under any circumstances." He stopped, "Has your house been hollowed out?"

"No." Ding Wangji said, "The King of Shu doesn't know yet."

Jia Cong frowned: "What are you doing!"

Ding Wangji laughed and said, "Even if you dig out, you won't be able to find Mr. Jia, so don't worry."

Jia Cong snorted, "It's hard to say." Nai scratched his head, "By the way, there is one thing I don't understand. That old Taoist from Zhenyuan is very skilled in martial arts, and he is Wen Yong's relative, why did you kill him? "

Ding Wangji glanced at him: "This person is not of the same mind as us."

"Then you can coax me to help~~ What a waste of talent if you die."

Ding Wangji said: "I'm not as good as Mr. Jia to cherish talents, if you don't use them, you don't keep them."

"Cut!" Jia Cong murmured, "It's boring and doesn't know how to use the existing conditions flexibly. No wonder it's not as good as your father or your younger brother! Both of your younger brothers are smarter than you."

Ding Wangji saw that he was not only romping around but also talking nonsense when he was imprisoned, a sense of unreasonable displeasure welled up in his heart, and he said with a smile: "I see that Chen Siniang is still a virgin."

Jia Cong's eyes turned cold: "You don't want to court death."

Ding Wangji clicked his tongue and said, "That day when she came in with a tea tray, I saw it. I don't think she went to that house to look for you a few days ago, but she was still a virgin. Mr. Jia, can't you?"

Jia Cong snorted and said, "I know Miss Wu, can't I? What do you know! The more you like, the more precious you are, and it's not like you want to sleep as much as you want."

Ding Wangji walked out with his hands behind his back, ordered the left and right sides to lock the door, then turned around and said, "Anyway, this woman will be my fan sooner or later."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in front of his eyes, and he was punched twice in the face.The guard at the gate couldn't stop him in time, he watched Jia Cong punch Ding Wangji twice through the arms of the two of them, and hurriedly blocked him in with all his strength.Jia Cong bumped it a few times but couldn't get it out, and said grimly: "You thief will die in my hands sooner or later."

Ding Wangji didn't care about the pain, he laughed loudly, and said, "Didn't you want to know why I wanted to kill Zhenyuan? I told him that it is very easy to subdue a woman. Since she used to be a spy of which family, since she is a virgin, whoever sleeps first After passing her, she will naturally belong to someone. Zhenyuan refuses to listen to me even on such a trivial matter, and even dictates. Keeping him will definitely be bad!"

At this moment, the two guards pushed Jia Cong into the house with a "plop", and locked the door with a "click".

Jia Cong said loudly inside: "Not only. At that time, Mr. Ding didn't know that Zhenyuan's gold medal was fake, he thought he was a secret agent of the imperial court. Zhenyuan knew that you were the son of Guo Shu and not the son of the King of Shu. There are not many insiders, and you have a way to silence others, but Zhenyuan is too skilled to kill him. As long as he is alive, your plan to occupy the magpie's nest will never succeed." He paused, sneered and said, "Wansheng did not guess wrong. Mr. Ding's plan is to kill the whole family of the Shu king first, and then pretend to be the daughter-in-law of the Ding family and the Shu king, so as to occupy the Shu kingdom."

Ding Wangji stood in front of the door for as long as half a cup of tea as if he had been immobilized by someone, and suddenly applauded: "Mr. Jia is indeed a talent! I am reluctant to kill you." He was stunned for a long time. , Laughing loudly, "Sure enough, it is true. When it is fake, it is true, and it is not there! If it is true, it is true, and it is not! Mr. Jia is worthy of being a heaven and man." Nai Shan He dusted off his clothes and drifted away.