The Rise of Ning Mansion in Red Mansions

Chapter 64 Assassination in the Street
The fragrance of golden osmanthus.

In the mid-autumn afternoon, Jiangnan is already slightly cooler.

The city wall of Jiangning is mottled and thick, made of pieces of blue-black bricks and stones. Under the sunlight,
It was not as bright as imagined, but instead exuded a dark and mysterious luster.

The quaint old capital of the Wei Dynasty has a somewhat seductive charm because of this.

At this moment, the autumn sun is like fire, gradually disappearing into a dark cloud, and the ground is dark.

Today is the first session of the provincial examination.

Under the city gate, people are floating around, and there are crowds of people everywhere, chattering, and there are endless things to talk about and endless feelings about hometown.

For a time, the Japanese pirates' burning, killing, looting, rumbling artillery fire, chaos, and smoke; the sound of golden drums, shouts of death, rumbling horse hooves, begging for mercy, and frightened sounds seemed to be a thing of the past.

All the main roads leading to Jiangning City have been cleared, and the houses that were burned indiscriminately by the war have been tidied up.

At least, the superficial traces of the war have disappeared, and the people of the capital can once again live a peaceful life.

Only the funeral procession that went in and out of the city gate from time to time, accompanied by miserable wails, paper money scattered on the ground, and the prisoners being driven, told of the cruelty and ruthlessness of the war.

Suddenly, an evil wind from nowhere blew away the dark clouds.

The dim sunlight shines through the clouds and shines on the towering city wall, as if embedded with layers of golden halo, like a fairyland, warm and holy, making people have the urge to kneel down and worship.

As the former capital of the Wei Dynasty, Jiangning City was vigorously built by the two emperors Taizu and Taizong, and continued to be expanded and repaired by the Hongxi and Taikang dynasties.
Let this already huge city become more majestic and majestic.

Ningrong Street is located on the east side of the city, facing Xuanwu Lake in the south and the remaining veins of Zhongshan Mountain in the east.

This street is named after Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion, which are located here.

Ningguo Mansion is in the east and Rongguo Mansion is in the west. The two mansions are connected side by side and occupy most of the street.

Looking in through the two-foot-high blue bricks and black tiles, you can see the majestic pavilions and pavilions, with countless carved beams and painted buildings.

The back gardens of the two mansions are almost connected by a narrow alley three feet apart.

There are flowers, trees, waterfalls, rockeries, flowers, birds, insects, and fish inside, which is also full of vitality.

Following the footsteps of the autumn wind, Ningrong Street and even the entire Jiangning City are filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus.

Even the pair of large stone lions wearing red chromatic balls in Ningguo Mansion were stained.

Today is not only the opening of the Jiangnan Gongyuan Academy to recruit scholars, but also the day of Jia Dai's wedding.

I saw Jia Dai walking at the front of the team with his tall head and horse, followed by Hongzhuang two miles behind, followed by a sedan with eight carriages.

There are many good people gathering along the way, leaning on the railing and watching.

"coming!"

"Who is the groom?"

"The so-called Japanese hero, Jia Dai!"

"Oh, it's him, no wonder it's so lively! It's just relying on the shadow of the ancestors, it's not really a skill!"

"Brother Chen is right! Today, the world is at peace. It is Confucian scholars like us who are showing off our skills to assist the sage in governing the world. We are just martial artists, nothing worth mentioning!"

"Come, come, come, please drink this cup to the full, and wish us victory and victory in one fell swoop!"

"Well, it's a pity for the little Wang family. I heard that this girl has a beautiful face..."

"..."

There was playing music downstairs, and the party leader in Yangtianlou put down his chopsticks, took three steps and two steps at a time, and ran to the window, watching the excitement while feeling sour in his heart.

In this February, Jia Dai went on a killing spree and implicated many scholars in Jiangnan on the charge of Zhen Ying and Jiatong Japanese. Many people are afraid and jealous of Jia Dai.

I just hope that the Killing God of the North will return to Shenjing as soon as possible and return a peaceful world to Jinling, so that they can continue to do their best, continue to play music, and continue to dance.

On the left and right sides, there were armored guards, and Jia Dai was riding on a tall horse, looking very proud.

Slowly, wandering on Zhuque Street, as if showing off one's strength, let the bumpkin from Jiangning witness the return of the king.

Declare that from now on, this land will be named Jia.

And Jia Dai is the lion king, patrolling his territory with an arrogant look on his face, so majestic and majestic that some people envy him and some others envy him!
Hearing vaguely that someone was looking down on him and slandering Wang Xifeng, Jia Dai's eyes narrowed, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, reaching straight to the second floor.

"ah!"

All of them suddenly dispersed like bereaved dogs. No one dared to look at Jia Dai, except for the dark muzzle of a gun with a faint light.

The murderous intention immediately locked Jia Dai.

Shocked, he immediately rolled off his horse, turned his back to the gun, hid under the horse's belly, and shouted: "There is an assassin!"

"Protect this general and leave first..."

It was too late, but soon, there was a gunshot, and the green-maned horse under Jia Dai's crotch looked up to the sky and screamed, and fell into a pool of blood.
After kicking wildly with his four hooves for a few times, he finally failed to stand up again. The look in his eyes disappeared to the naked eye. He stared at the direction where Jia Dai rolled down, eyes unblinking!

Just when the green horse fell down, Jia Dai stepped on the horse's belly, kicked hard, and rolled to a duck blood vermicelli stall on the roadside.

He dodged and looked towards the place where the gunshot sounded, and was shocked, "Zhu Xiaotian?"

Why is he here?
This person with a Chinese character face, dressed in the attire of a Confucian scholar, with green smoke coming out of the firecracker in his hand, is the master of the Ming Jing branch of the Shenjing Branch.

Qingxu watched the mutiny, and the Beijing army searched the mountains and forests around Shenjing for more than ten days, but no trace of the thief was found. I didn't expect to meet here today.

There were two more gunshots, shattering all the pots and bowls on Jia Dai's head. The clear soup and boiling water fell along the edge of the table, messing up his bun. His red wedding robe was full of oil stains, making him miserable.

The four are not facing each other, and enemies are very jealous when they meet.

Jia Dai quickly squatted down, hid himself beside the stove, and shouted:
"The thief is on the second floor!"

"It takes at least one breath to load a musket."

"Li Kui, you lead people to kill and capture the thief. Later, I will be in front of the Supreme Emperor to ask you for credit!"

Gunshots rang out in the busy city, and the Mingjiao bandits intercepted and killed the nobles of the day. The common people on the street immediately ran for their lives, who dared to stay and watch the excitement.

In just a moment, the bustling Zhuque Street became deserted, like a ghost land.

When Jia Dai finished speaking, there was another crisp gunshot, which exploded beside him. Porcelain shards and sawdust flew everywhere, suppressing him so much that he didn't dare to raise his head. He had all his divine power, but it was useless.

"Zhu Jun, I'm afraid it won't work today. Jia Dai's dog thief is hiding under the stove. I'm afraid it will be difficult for our big Japanese shotgun to penetrate him for a while."

"My younger brother is already in Tong'anfang, preparing all the funeral rites. I will sneak out soon, so as not to be discovered by the Wei army and ruin the great event of Goryeo."

Zhu Xiaotian gritted his teeth and remained unmoved. Today, he had to kill Jia Dai. He had ruined his own good deeds several times. What happened today is not over yet!

Raising his hand, Zhu Xiaotian shot again, but the musket had a limited range, so there was nothing he could do.

"Zhu Jun, even if we didn't get rid of Jia Dai this time, our Tokugawa family would also like to..."

"Oh!"

When the giant thing came, the Japanese pirates' persuasion stopped abruptly, and they immediately lay on the floor, terrified all day long.

How could someone with such miraculous power throw a five- to six-hundred-pound stove up the stairs?

(End of this chapter)