Dream of the Red Chamber: Start by gaining Zhao Yun's martial prowess, and be ennobled in a sin

Jia Lian, having hastily dressed, was filled with shame and anger, utterly humiliated. Seeing that Ping'er dared to hit one of his people, he immediately found an outlet for his anger, pointing at Ping'er and cursing loudly:

"You shameless whore! How dare you, a mere maid, lay a hand on someone!"

After cursing, he rushed forward and slapped Ping'er.

Ping'er was usually afraid of Jia Lian, and when he hit her, she was so frightened that she loosened her grip, took two steps back timidly, and dared not move again.

Seeing Ping'er's pathetic state, and recalling Jia Lian's words overheard outside the window about "making Ping'er his official wife," Fengjie's anger flared even more. Forgetting about hitting Yan Hong, she instead slapped Ping'er and cursed:

"You spineless coward! All you do is pretend to be a good person. No wonder people are secretly plotting to make you their legal wife after I die. All you do is flatter me!"

Ping'er had already suffered injustice, and then Feng Jie's slap left her dizzy and disoriented. She was being bullied from both sides, feeling utterly disoriented and with nowhere to turn to voice her grievances.

He staggered back to the table, grabbed the pair of scissors he usually used for tailoring, and was about to stab himself in the neck.

A quick-thinking maid snatched the scissors away, and several other maids who rushed over at the sound also hurriedly restrained Ping'er, repeatedly advising her:

"Sister Ping, you mustn't!"

When Fengjie saw Ping'er attempting suicide, her heart clenched, and she felt a pang of regret. Ping'er had been with her for so many years and was the most loyal person she could be. In her heart, she knew that today's events had nothing to do with her.

Just as she was feeling a pang of sadness, she caught a glimpse of Jia Lian taking advantage of the chaos to push Feng'er aside and pull Yan Hong up from the ground.

That sliver of regret was instantly burned away by the raging fire of anger. She had been working tirelessly for this family, while that bastard Lian Er was plotting with another woman to kill her, and now he was protecting that bitch!

Sister Feng felt a sharp pain in her chest, her eyes welled up with tears, and she cried out:

"You're all in cahoots to harm me, and I overheard you, yet you're still shameless enough to scare me! Why don't you just kill me too!"

As he spoke, he bumped his head into Jia Lian's waist.

As Jia Lian bent down to pull Yan Hong up, he was suddenly bumped in the lower back by Feng Jie, who made him yell "Ouch!" in pain and almost choke on his own breath.

He clutched his waist with one hand and pushed Fengjie away with the other, staggering back to the wall. Once he caught his breath, fueled by alcohol and enraged, he reached for the sword hanging on the wall, his eyes red as he cursed:

"No need to kill yourself! I'm desperate too. I'll kill them all, I'll pay with my life, and then we'll all be clean!"

Having said that, he raised his sword to chop down Sister Feng.

When Sister Feng saw that he had actually drawn his sword, she was terrified and turned pale. Forgetting all about saving face, she turned and ran out of the courtyard, screaming as she ran:

"Murder! Chain Two is stealing people and is going to kill someone again!"

Jia Lian chased after him out of the room, sword in hand, causing chaos and commotion in the courtyard.

It was as if things had exploded.

The maids cried and screamed, some pulling and some blocking, creating complete chaos.

Some clever old women ran to Grandmother Jia's courtyard to deliver the news.

Sister Feng cried out, lifting the hem of her skirt with one hand, and staggered towards Rongqing Hall.

With red eyes, Jia Lian, fueled by alcohol and ruthlessness, relentlessly pursued the enemy, sword in hand. He passed through moon gates and around covered corridors, startling the maids and servants along the way who screamed and scattered in fear.

Fengjie, being a woman, couldn't run fast. She watched as Jia Lian drew ever closer, the gleaming sword swaying just a few feet behind her.

Her legs went weak, she tripped over her own skirt, and collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up. She could only look up in terror at Jia Lian's distorted face and the sword raised high.

Just then, a clear and decisive voice came from not far away:

"Stop it, all of you!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Tan Chun stride in. She had received the news during a break from watching the play and arrived very quickly, her face solemn and her steps brisk.

Behind her were several strong and capable old women, all of whom Jia Jing had specially assigned from the East Mansion to assist her in managing the household affairs!

Tan Chun glanced seriously across the room and saw Feng Jie lying on the ground, her hair disheveled and her face covered in tears.

Jia Lian held his sword, his face pale and panting heavily. With the old woman's previous report, he already knew what was going on.

He immediately stepped forward, his face darkening, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Second brother is becoming more and more impressive. Today is the old lady's birthday, and there are so many relatives and guests in the whole household. What kind of embarrassment is this!"

As he spoke, he sternly ordered the old women behind him:

"Someone, take this for me!"

Logically speaking, this matter should not have been handled by her, an unmarried young lady, but today's occasion is special. Both Grandmother Jia and Jia Jing are with the guests, so we certainly cannot let this matter escalate. We can only act expediently in this emergency.

After all, this involves not only Jia Lian and Feng Jie, but also Yan Hong, Jia She's concubine, making the impact extremely negative.

Several strong women rushed forward and, with nimble hands and feet, quickly subdued Jia Lian and snatched the sword from his hand.

Jia Lian, still under the influence of alcohol, struggled and muttered foul language.

"Let go! I'm going to kill this shrew today! Who dares to stop me! Third sister, you only have the authority to manage the inner quarters, what right do you have to tell me what to do, you outsider!"

He cursed and struggled to shake off the strong woman holding him, kicking and shoving like a mad bull in a leash.

Seeing this, Tan Chun's eyebrows furrowed, she stepped forward and said coldly:

"Second brother, I'll only admire you if you still dare to act like this after seeing third brother! Tie him up, and have a few more men capture Yan Hong as well. I'll report to third brother, and then we'll decide what to do with her!"

Jia Lian, who was still struggling, heard Tan Chun say "Third Brother" and a cold face instantly appeared in his mind. He suddenly shuddered, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him.

The fierce energy that had burned up with the alcohol dissipated completely in an instant, leaving only a chill that seeped into one's bones under the bright sun.

His lips trembled twice, and his struggling limbs went limp. He felt as if his bones had been removed. If it weren't for the two strong women supporting him, he would have collapsed to the ground on the spot.

He then pleaded in a mournful voice:

"Third sister! Third sister! Let's talk this out, let's talk this out! Please don't... don't tell third brother about this!"

"I was confused just now. That bitch seduced me. I know I was wrong..."

"Third sister, please have mercy on me. Considering how well I've treated you in the past, please forgive me this time. If third brother finds out, I'll surely suffer the same fate as Baoyu..."

"No!" Feng Jie, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly spoke up. At this moment, her hair was mostly disheveled, her hairpin was crooked beside her ear, her face was streaked with tears, and her makeup was smeared all over. She was a mess and had no trace of the dignity that the Second Mistress used to have.

"Even if my third sister hadn't said anything, I would still demand justice from my third brother!" Sister Feng's voice was as cold as ice shards, and her usually fiery and lively phoenix eyes were filled with frost.

Jia Lian's actions today have truly chilled her heart. Just now, the sword was only a few feet away from her face. If Tan Chun hadn't arrived in time, she might have been killed by this heartless and unfaithful man!

Jia Lian's eyes widened, and he said in a voice that was both urgent and angry:

"Are you really that heartless? Do you have to make this a public spectacle in front of my third brother so I can be punished?"

Sister Feng's face grew even colder, and she said angrily:

"Me, heartless? Am I heartless? Or is it that you, Jia Lian, are too cruel! When you were embracing that harlot in my room, making love to her, why didn't you say you were heartless?"

"When you were plotting to find the best medicine to kill me, why didn't you say you were heartless? When you chased me for half a mile with your sword, why didn't you say you were heartless then!"

"I, Wang Xifeng, have asked myself how I have managed the household affairs, served the elders, and handled social interactions for you since I married into your Jia family."

"I play the villain outside to save face for you, and I cover for you when you indulge in debauchery and womanizing. What have I ever done to wrong you? And you wish me dead!"

Jia Lian was rendered speechless by her barrage of words. His lips moved for a long time before he finally managed to utter a few words:

"Feng'er, I... I was just drunk and confused, just playing along..."

"Drunk and confused? Just playing along? You're still spouting these nonsense, it's disgusting!" Sister Feng smiled bitterly, wiped the tears from her face, and decided not to say anything more to him.

Watching this scene, Tan Chun was filled with mixed emotions. After a moment of silence, she raised her hand to the group of strong women and said coldly:

"There are family rules, take them!"