Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 172 Going to war 3
  The girls became curious and asked, "Brother Cong, can you give it to Sister Bao?"

Jia Cong glanced at Baochai and said with a smile: "It's not comparable. What I gave to Sister Bao is a Chinese beauty, and what I gave to Sister-in-law Feng is a foreign beauty. They are not the same."

"Brother Cong, you bastard, you still say that!" Sister Feng became angry and asked what to do if the sisters turned around and clamored to see.

Jia Cong was afraid that he would offend her by saying more, so he smiled, stopped talking, and asked everyone to sit down.

"You're going to die! You didn't stop talking, are you trying to kill me?" Sister Feng used Bu Cai's skills to walk up to Jia Cong and whispered.

"Sister-in-law Feng is really ignorant. What I am giving you is a goddess carved by skillful craftsmen in the Western Regions, named Venus. If you don't want it, just come back and I will give it to someone else." Jia Cong whispered.

"Bah, it's shameless to want to take something back after giving it away." Sister Feng rolled her eyes at him and turned away.

Suddenly Xiangyun said: "Brother Cong, I have thought of a way so that you don't have to go to Liaodong."

"What method?" Daiyu asked hurriedly.

"Yun'er, hurry up and say it." Everyone hurriedly urged.

Xiang Yun said with a smile: "The Holy Emperor's edict clearly states that as long as you are injured, you don't need to go. Brother Cong can just report his internal injuries."

Moreover, Brother Cong has already been selected as a Military Tribute Scholar, so he will not be deposed in the palace examination. In the future, he will be ranked lower than the Jinshi Scholar at most, which does not hurt. "

Everyone's eyes lit up and they nodded, as if this was the truth, and they all looked at Jia Cong.

Jia Cong shook his head and laughed. Is Shi Xiangyun so naive?

"Let's not mention that this is a suspicion of deceiving the emperor. Even if I don't go, what's the use of staying in Shenjing? We, the martial arts disciples, naturally gain fame and title on the battlefield. Now that we have such a good opportunity, if we don't go, Isn’t it a pity?”

Shi Xiangyun slightly pursed his lips and said, "Is fame and title so important? Is it more important than life?"

Jia Cong said: "You don't understand now, but you will understand when you grow up."

"You're not much older than me, you're so old-fashioned." Xiangyun wrinkled her nose.

Jia Cong laughed and said, "I remember when I went to Yangzhou, Yan'er told me a story about dying inside and being safe outside."

Shi Xiangyun smiled and said: "I don't know this, but I am still a general. Shen Sheng died inside, and Chong'er is safe outside."

Daiyu covered her mouth and smiled: "Fortunately, I am not Brother Cong's husband. Otherwise, I would have forgotten most of the books I taught today, and I would be so angry."

Everyone laughed.

Baochai felt a little sour in her heart, but her face was still warm, and she smiled and said: "Brother Cong actually started to study the Spring and Autumn Annals. This shows that Mei'er teaches well."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I know a little bit, I know a little bit."

Daiyu glanced at Baochai with a guilty look, and seeing her expression as usual, she breathed a sigh of relief and said: "He is so stupid, I am too lazy to teach him. It would be better for Sister Bao to teach him personally. After all, the one he respects and loves the most is Sister Bao. "

Jia Cong glanced at Baochai and said with a smile: "When I come back, Sister Bao will teach me hard. Now I am just like that Chong'er. I can't do anything in Shenjing. I might as well go out and give it a try. The so-called seeking truth in wealth and danger." also."

Sister Feng was confused and asked: "I don't understand what you said when you dropped your book bags. What are the strange names of Chong Er and Chong Eye? Brother Cong, please tell me."

Jia Cong smiled dryly and said, "I also forgot who Chong'er is. Anyway, it's okay if he's quite famous."

Poof... everyone laughed.

Xiangyun laughed and said: "I didn't expect that the most talented man in the dynasty didn't even know Qi Huan and Jin Wen. Who would believe it?"

Baochai rolled his eyes at her and said, "Chong'er was the son of Duke Xian of Jin during the Spring and Autumn Period, and later became Duke Wen of Jin."

Jia Cong patted his thigh and said: "Look, the history is indeed surprisingly similar. Chong'er is just a descendant of the Duke of the country, and I am also a descendant of the Duke of the country, so my status is almost the same.

And I heard that he has no martial arts or literary talent. Hey, he may not be as good as me. What he can do, I can't do it? "

"What Brother Cong said is absolutely true." Tan Chun and others laughed.

Baochai and Daiyu looked at each other and thought more deeply. The Duke of the Spring and Autumn Period was the king of a country who truly sealed the territory and split the land. He compared himself with Chonger, but did he have great ambitions?
  "Don't just talk, the dishes are cold, fill up the wine." Sister Feng greeted everyone to serve the dishes.

After talking and laughing, after three rounds of drinking, the girls were so drunk that peach blossoms appeared on their tender cheeks.

Xiangyun was clamoring for a drinking order. Jia Cong was drunk and a little sad. He smiled and said: "I can't do it. I have to get up early tomorrow, so I'll go back first."

One day when I return from guarding the border, I will have a drink with all my sisters and sisters-in-law. "As he said that, he stood up and cupped his hands.

Everyone felt sad and wanted to cry.

Bao and Dai already had tears in their eyes and couldn't help themselves.

Jia Cong said: "I have sent you after a long journey, and I have to say goodbye in the end. I won't say goodbye to my sisters and sisters-in-law tomorrow. When Cong comes back from guarding the border, we can have wine and talk!" After saying this, Chao Bao and Dai smiled slightly, turned and left. ,

Returning to the yard, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Ping'er already waiting in the house, and Qingwen and Qingwen were chatting with her. When they saw him coming in, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Sister Ping'er, are you looking for me?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

Ping'er nodded shyly, took out a delicate little purse about an inch square from his sleeve, handed it to Jia Cong and said, "The third master is about to go on an expedition. I hope this purse can keep the third master victorious and safe."

When Jia Cong took it in front of his eyes, he saw that this gold-woven purse was embroidered with a cyan Guan Erye, standing with a knife and stroking his beard. He was majestic and extremely expressive. It was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into it.

"Thank you, sister Ping'er." Jia Cong smiled. Ping'er was flustered by the sight of him and said hurriedly: "There's nothing else to do. I'm leaving. The third master should have rested earlier." After saying that, he seemed to be running away.

Qingwen said sourly: "Congratulations, it's not a handkerchief this time, it's a purse."

Jia Cong put his arm around her waist and said, "Are you jealous, Qingwen? Haha, if you have a purse for me, take it out quickly. The more, the better. I'll take it all."

Qingwen glanced at the small purse and said, "If I do it, I can do it better than Miss Ping."

"Then why don't you do it?" Jia Cong asked curiously.

"I heard that you are going to send troops. I have been so worried these days that I am not in the mood to pick up a needle and thread." Qingwen bit her lip and said.

Jia Cong clearly felt the affection of the little girl in his arms, and he pressed his forehead against hers and said, "My dear Qingwen, don't worry. I am blessed with good fortune, don't worry."

Qingwen nodded and said with a tearful tone: "Then I must come back early. I'm waiting for you at home day and night."

Jia Cong wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled and whispered a few words in her ear.

Qingwen immediately blushed and said angrily: "I am the worst." Then she whispered: "Everything is as I do."

Jia Cong woke up before dawn the next day.

Qingwen was sleeping lightly, and she woke up when Jia Cong moved slightly. Seeing him squinting at her chest, she hurriedly covered her clothes and said angrily: "Didn't you eat enough last night?"

Jia Cong laughed and stood up.

The two of them got busy helping him wash and dress.

First, he served Jia Cong in an azure colored landscape and cloud pattern narrow-sleeved brocade suit, and then put him in soft gold silk armor, and then put on his war robe, breast protector, war skirt, neck protector, etc. Go up, and finally put on the helmet and tie the silk ribbon for him.

Jia Cong looked in the mirror and saw that he was a young general, wearing a Suan Ni pouch on his head, dragon scale armor, a belt around his waist, a Qingluan sword hanging, and cowhide boots.

The jet-black gold-plated armor is paired with a bright red cloak. The blue and white pheasant tail feathers on the top of the action area are moving in the wind, and the armor leaves are clanging, making it look majestic.

"Are you majestic?" Jia Cong walked a few steps in the room and turned around.

Qingwen and Qianxue held back tears and nodded fiercely.

"Okay, you guys should rest. Don't send them off. It will save you the sadness." Jia Cong reached out and hugged the two of them, then turned around and went out resolutely.

"Take care!"

"Got it!" Jia Cong didn't even look back.

As soon as he arrived in front of Yimen, he saw Baochai, Daiyu, Sanchun, Xiangyun, Feng Jie'er and his personal maid waiting for him.

"Why are you so early?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

"If we hadn't come earlier, wouldn't you have run away quietly?" Daiyu said angrily. As she spoke, she gave him a bunch of small strings and whispered: "Hang it on your body, don't take it off, bless you." Safety."

Jia Cong nodded and squeezed her hand.

Daiyu glared at him shyly and pulled away.

Baochai also came over and handed him a double silk knot the size of a pigeon egg, saying, "It's not well knitted. Just wear it as you make do. Don't forget that there are people waiting for you at home."

Jia Cong took it again, couldn't help but open his arms and hugged Baochai, saying: "Sister Bao, don't worry, Cong will definitely come back alive."

The cold and hard touch came, and Baochai felt that all his strength seemed to be frozen by the cold air on the armor. His body was limp and he had no strength at all. He could only say angrily: "Let go quickly, what will it look like?"

"If you're bored, you can go find Qian'er. She wrote a storybook, which is more beautiful than all the storybooks in ancient and modern times." Jia Cong whispered, then let go with a smile, looked at Jia Huan, and waved.

"Third brother." Jia Huan rushed over and called with red eyes.

Jia Cong pulled him aside, whispered a few words, and then smiled and said: "Brother Huan, don't cry. Didn't I teach you that men don't shed tears when they bleed!"
  You must not slack off during my absence. You must study hard and practice hard. If you want to spend money to study and practice, just ask Sister Bao or Sister Lin to get it. Just one piece. If I come back and see you and you have not made any progress, I will not be lenient! "

Jia Huan wiped his tears and choked up: "I will follow the teachings of my third brother and don't dare to be lazy."

Jia Cong patted him on the shoulder and said: "Brother Huan, I came here just to fight for you and my brother to carve out a world for you. When I said goodbye, I gave you a poem. I hope you can do it well."

After saying that, he raised his legs and walked out of the ceremony gate. There were soldiers who had already brought horses and big guns.

Jia Cong swung his cloak, got on his horse, and flicked a lamp thousands of miles away, as if he couldn't wait to conquer the battlefield.

Jia Cong gently held the horse's belly, walked slowly, and chanted loudly: "I was born as a general, and I was born as a commoner. When I was young, I galloped, shot and hunted in the iron mountain frontier. The country was in urgent need, and the imperial edict was issued to Danqi. Astride the horse and go out. Go and stand up in time."

"Everyone, take care! Cong is gone!"

Just hearing Jia Cong's "drive" sound, he rushed out of the door, followed by dozens of people, one person and two riders, galloping away.

"Third brother!" Jia Huan cried and chased him out. Where he could catch up, the men and horses had already disappeared at the end of the long street.

Daiyu's body swayed, teetering on the edge of collapse, and she felt empty in her heart, as if her soul had been swept away by the red cloak just now.

Baochai hurriedly supported her, with no color on her snow-white face. She just stared blankly at the door, as if she had become an ice sculpture of beauty.

(End of this chapter)