Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Now he is barefoot anyway and is not afraid of wearing shoes. Since Emperor Xifeng still leaves him in charge of the royal guards, it means that he is still useful and he is not afraid of offending anyone.

"Is there anyone from the princess's residence who wants to ask?"

"No."

Jia Cong held his chin and thought for a moment, damn girl, are you plotting against me? You must be feeling itchy now, right? Hahaha.

Not long after, the school captain came to report.

"Sir, the four leaders have arrived."

"Oh? I'll go and greet you personally."

Jia Cong turned back and took the four large sedans to a temporarily booked teahouse on the street. Now, relying on Lan Wei's relationship, he invited all the other three people over.

"Master Lan, Master Ren, Cong has been waiting for you for a long time." Jia Cong said with a smile.

Lan Wei and Ren Shu got off the sedan and greeted Jia Cong with a smile.

The two people behind came over and said with a smile: "I've met my uncle."

Jia Cong saw that the color of these two people was not inferior to that of Lan Wei or Ren Shu. They were equally beautiful, but they were both good at winning.

Lan Wei is elegant and charming, and Ren Shu is pretty and beautiful. One of them is pitiful and the other is charming. Standing together, they look indistinguishable.

Lan Wei pulled the frail beauty and said, "This is sister Chaolu." Then she pointed to another person: "This is sister Suho."

Jia Cong smiled and held up his hands: "I have met you two, and I would like to thank you for your kindness. Cong is grateful for showing his face to me."

This is indeed a personal relationship. When have these people performed on the streets?

Chao Lu smoothed her hair around her ears and sighed: "We, the poor people, have been waiting for years to see my uncle, so we can't miss today's opportunity."

Su Ho also said aggrievedly: "Isn't that right? In my uncle's eyes, I just see Sister Wei'er. It's hard to see me waiting for Pu Liu's appearance."

Ren Shu also came to join in the fun and hummed: "I am luckier than you, and I was lucky enough to see the poem my uncle composed for Sister Wei on the spot.

Falling flowers, wind and rain hurt spring even more, it is better to take pity on the people in front of you. It's almost impossible for me to wait in Shenjing. "

Jia Cong smiled awkwardly and looked at Lan Wei for help. These famous prostitutes were all speechless, how could he say anything wrong.

Lan Wei glared at the three of them angrily and said angrily: "You three hooves, when we are gone, you want to see each other all day long, and when you see them, you are sour and jealous, as if I owe you. Just take it away from me, okay? There are many children.”

"Sister..." Ren Shu and the other three stomped their feet in disbelief, "Can't I come out here for nothing?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "What do you three of us have to say? It doesn't matter. Do you want poems? As long as the things are done today, it will be easy to say."

Anyway, there are several talented women in the family who can ghostwrite, but he is too lazy to use his brain, and a few poems are not easy to pick out.

The three of them shook their heads together: "No."

Jia Cong was surprised that there was a famous prostitute who didn't want her poems?
"What do you three mean?"

The three of them said in unison: "We want to be like Sister Wei'er."

"Huh?" Jia Cong looked at Lan Wei, what do you mean?
Lan Wei rolled her eyes at the three of them and whispered in Jia Cong's ear: "Of course they want to serve me like me."

Jia Cong laughed dumbly, he had become a hot cake. He remembered that he had discussed this matter with Lan Wei at Baihua House last time, and he said with a smile: "Cong dare not let down everyone's love. This matter will be discussed later. Let's deal with it first." It’s important to get things done today.”

Ren Shu smiled and said: "With my uncle's wonderful words, what daughter's family can't win?"

Su Ho and Chao Lu both looked fascinated and nodded in agreement.

Jia Cong smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your reward. It's getting late, let's get started."

"Uncle please."

Jia Cong walked onto the stage along the passage separated by the Jinyi Xiaowei wall.

Seeing the huge crowds below, I felt a little excited. Once upon a time, this was the scene I had dreamed of performing on stage.

After calming down, he took a simple copper trumpet and said loudly: "Dear fellow villagers, I, Jia Cong, have set up a stage here today. First of all, I have written a new line of lyrics, dedicated to Princess Ruyi.

Secondly, it will also open your eyes to everyone. It is a rare sight for the four major leaders of Shenjing City to perform on the same stage, right? If you feel that the four of you are worthy of your name later, please give me a shout-out, how about it? "

"This is easy to say, please come on stage."

"Thank you uncle for your kindness, I will serve you."

"I want to see four of you..."

"Uncle's lyrics, if four of you can sing them, will definitely be the best in the world."

Who among the people in Shenjing doesn't know that Jia Cong's poetry is unparalleled in the world, and coupled with the talents of the four masters, it is simply unimaginable. Everyone is like crazy, clamoring to read it.

Jia Cong smiled slightly and waved back. The four people came to the stage one by one, blessed each other and said hello.

Many musicians in the audience took their places.

Although they only rehearsed for half a day, they were professionals and it was enough.
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In the princess's mansion, waves of servants came in to report.

"Your Majesty, Jin Yiwei has set up a stage at the entrance of the mansion."

"Your Majesty, Jin Yiwei and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division have gathered many people to watch at the door. They said that the top four major players in Shenjing are performing performances at the door."

"Your Highness, Uncle Dang has arrived."

"Your Highness, the heads of the four major groups have arrived."

"Your Highness, Uncle Dang Kou came on stage and said that he wanted to present a poem to Your Highness, so he invited the four leading figures to come together to perform."

"Your Highness, Uncle Dang said he would not marry me unless you were the one."

……

"Bastard! Bold! Presumptuous! He just got out of prison. He is so bold and wanton and tarnishes the honor of this palace. I...I will definitely interfere with him."

Ruyi was ashamed and happy in the inner hall, but could not show it, so she blushed, stamped her feet and cursed.

Baochai pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Ruyi, Cong'er is also sincere, why don't you go and take a look? If you don't like it, punish him before it's too late to avoid others saying that you reward and punish excessively."

Ruyi thought for a long time, bit her lower lip, and couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, and spat: "Sister Benyi, if he behaves nonsense, I will not forgive him lightly."

After saying that, she got up and went to the gate. Baochai followed her hurriedly.

Ruyi had just arrived at the gate when she heard playing and singing outside. She was singing exactly the words Jia Cong wrote for herself.

But I heard a charming voice coming through the crack in the door, which seemed to contain endless sadness:

Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is thin, and the hope is very sad, and the sky is dark.

Another soft and melodious voice then sounded, with a heart-tugging sense of eternity:
In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who can say nothing.

Another low and clear voice sounded, outlining the image of a passionate prodigal who drank to drown his sorrows:
It is intended to drunk the madness, to sing the wine, and the music is not tasteless.

At the end, several people sang in unison: The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I will never regret it, and I will feel haggard because of the beauty.

"Good lyrics and good music!"

"Well done to all three of you! What a sword dance, Ren!"

"another one."

Many poor scholars who had never seen the Four Great Masters went crazy. When everyone sang such good words, it was almost killing them.

"Great words, Uncle! Do you have any more?"

"Uncle, one more!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Jia Cong came up to the stage and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious. Anyway, all four of you are here today. If you want to appreciate everyone's talents, you must work hard for me. Everyone shout with me, Jia Cong, please grant me a meeting with Princess Ruyi!"

"Jia Cong asks Princess Ruyi for a meeting!"

"Princess Ruyi, I love you."

"Princess Ruyi, I love you."

Thousands of people in the audience cheered and shouted at the top of their lungs, which was deafening.

Ruyi stood behind the door, her heart pounding like a deer, confused and flustered. She didn't know what to do. She just felt that this bastard Jia Cong was extremely hateful and wanted to bite him hard to relieve her anger.

The guards all suppressed their laughter and stood with their backs, for fear of being seen by her.

"Dirty stuff! Make some obscene lyrics and sing songs in front of my door! And call so many people here. How will I see people in the future?"

Ruyi stamped her feet and ran back to the inner hall feeling ashamed and annoyed. Suddenly she paused and said, "Keep the people at the door away and let Jia Cong, the bastard, come see me."

"I obey," the guards replied hurriedly.

With a creak, the door of the princess's mansion opened, and a group of guards came out and shouted: "Princess's orders are gone." The leading guard winked at Jia Cong.

"Here we come!" Jia Cong laughed, threw the speaker away, jumped off the stage and left.

The four leaders on the stage spat together, "Thieves who cross rivers and burn bridges!" Ignoring everyone in the audience, he stood up and walked off the stage, escorted by Tiqi and left.

When Wen Zhen and others saw Jia Cong entering the princess mansion, they hurriedly ordered the captain of Jinyi to disperse the crowd and dismantle the stage. (End of chapter)