The Red Chamber: The Rise of the Lin Mansion

Feng Ziying: "My surname is Feng and my name is Ziying, it is~"

Lin Yun interrupted Feng Ziying and said, "Look, the competition is about to start."

...

Several people looked up, and saw a man with the appearance of a military officer standing on the ring, loudly announcing the rules of the competition, that is, which parts should not be hit to prevent people from being killed.

After the rules were announced, the gong sounded on the stage, and the game began.

The first person to come on stage was the son of Niu Jizong, a young man named Niu Zhongyuan, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a strong body and a hulking waist.

Sure enough, Niu Zhongyuan won three rounds in a row on the stage, which aroused countless applause.

Seeing this, Feng Ziying wanted to compete on stage.

Lin Yun raised his hand to stop him and said, "That guy's morale is high, you don't have the confidence to win now, you'd better wait and see."

His Royal Highness King Wu smiled and said: "I think Mr. Feng is physically strong and has excellent martial arts skills, so he may not lose to that Niu Zhongyuan."

Feng Ziying stood up and said, "Thank you Your Highness for the compliment, let me go up and defeat him."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lin Yun to persuade him, he quickly ran outside the elegant room.

Seeing this, Lin Yun thought to himself, "This Feng Ziying is really unflattering."

He turned his head and glanced at King Wu, who just happened to look over and smiled at him.

At this time, Feng Ziying had already stepped onto the ring, and shouted at Niu Zhongyuan: "Boy, don't be so rampant, let me see you come and deal with you."

Seeing that he was young, Niu Zhongyuan immediately sneered and said, "You don't even have full hair yet, you'd better go home and drink milk."

Hahaha~

Everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

Feng Ziying was furious, and immediately punched Niu Zhongyuan on the head.

Niu Zhongyuan raised his arm to block, and shouted loudly: "Why don't you tell me your name, just do it."

"It's not too late to sign up after defeating you."

Feng Ziying punched fiercely while talking. He has been training with Du Sha, and his skills are much stronger than before.Although Niu Zhongyuan's moves were fierce and powerful, there was nothing he could do about him.

Seeing that Feng Ziying was not at a disadvantage, Lin Yun felt relieved. He raised his eyes to look at the audience, and accidentally found a familiar figure, which turned out to be Niu Jizong, the new commander of the Beijing camp.

Chapter 2: Beat up the young prince angrily

Seeing Niu Jizong sitting under the stage, Lin Yun was very puzzled. The Four Kings and Eight Dukes belonged to two factions with the Zhongshun Prince, so Niu Jizong should not appear here anyway.

He was thinking about it when he suddenly saw Ning Heng standing up and saying: "Brother Lin, you accompany His Highness to watch here, and I will go to the latrine."

After finishing speaking, before Lin Yun could speak, he ran out quickly.

Lin Yun looked at the room again, only him and His Highness the King of Wu were left, not even a servant girl or servant.

He suddenly became nervous, "What is going on? Let him have a secret meeting with King Wu alone? Does Ning Heng want to harm me?"

Before he could calm down, Wu Wang Ning Ke suddenly stood up and gave Lin Yunshen a salute, "Xiao Wang pays homage to you, sir."

Lin Yun quickly stood up and returned the greeting: "Your Highness, why are you so polite? I will kill you."

Ning Ke stood up straight and said with a hopeful look on his face: "Sir, I believe you also know that Xiao Wang's current status is embarrassing and difficult to deal with. Please ask him to help me clarify my doubts. How should Xiao Wang protect himself?"

Lin Yun cursed in his heart when he heard this: "Ning Heng, you are a swindler. I treat you as my brother, but you actually pushed me into the fire pit."

"I'm young and inexperienced, so I don't understand these tricks. Please ask your highness to ask someone else to be wise."

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but he saw Wu Wang Ning Ke kneeling in front of him with a plop, begging: "Xiao Wang knows that Mr. is a great talent, and he dared to offend Mr. today, just for the sake of self-protection, please teach me I."

"Your Highness, don't do that."

Ning Ke grabbed Lin Yun's arm and begged: "Many ministers in the court wrote to my father, please establish a crown prince. Xiao Wang knows that his status is embarrassing, so I beg you, sir, to give me some advice."

Lin Yun hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Does Your Highness intend to fight for the throne?"

Ning Ke shook her head and said, "Xiao Wang doesn't have those wrong thoughts, just wanting to protect himself is enough."

Lin Yun: "Since this is the case, Your Highness can ask His Majesty to leave the country, the farther away from the capital the better."

Ning Ke asked hesitantly after hearing the words: "Is there no other way?"

"This is the only way to keep His Highness safe."

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he didn't give Ning Ke a chance to ask any more questions, and walked straight out the door.

As soon as he walked outside the door, he saw Feng Ziying walking back with a displeased face.

Lin Yun hurriedly asked: "Did you lose?"

Feng Ziying: "No, the little prince went up and replaced me."

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Lin Yun looked up to the arena, and sure enough, he saw Ning Heng and Niu Zhongyuan fighting on the stage, and he cursed inwardly: "This bastard, even if I cheated me, he still wants to compete on stage."

"Go, have a look."

Lin Yun led Feng Ziying to the front of the ring and saw that the winner had already been decided on the stage. He didn't know whether it was because Niu Zhongyuan was tired or he deliberately gave way, but he was defeated by Ning Heng.

After Ning Heng won the battle, he shouted triumphantly on the stage: "Ning Hu, come up quickly, I'm going to give you a good lesson today."

Seeing Ning Heng provoking her, Ning Hu immediately stood up and shouted: "Ning Heng, Niu Zhongyuan asked you just now, with your three-legged cat kung fu, any punk on the street can beat you."

"Fart, you come up if you have the guts."

"Come up as soon as you come up. Is the Lord afraid that you will fail?"

Ning Hu was about to take the stage, but saw that someone had jumped onto the ring before him.Taking a closer look, that person was Lin Yun who was led by Ning Heng.

He thought to himself: "What's going on? Isn't that guy a helper invited by Ning Heng? Why is he on stage?"

Seeing Lin Yun coming up, Ning Heng immediately said with a guilty conscience, "Brother Lin, what are you doing here?"

Lin Yun happily said: "I have long wanted to compete with you, and today I have this good opportunity, how can I not see your martial arts."

Ning Heng said anxiously: "Don't make a mistake, we are a gang, our own people."

"I'm beating my own people today."

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he rushed forward and punched Ning Heng in the face.

Ning Heng hurriedly dodged to dodge, and then quickly ran down the stage, shouting loudly while running: "I admit defeat, you find someone else to fight."

"late."

Lin Yun quickly chased after him, raised his kick and kicked Ning Heng's ass, kicking him like shit.

Before Ning Heng got up, Lin Yun stepped forward and twisted one of his arms, and with the other hand, he aimed at his ass and beat him hard.

Seeing Ning Heng being beaten, everyone in the audience cheered loudly.

Ning Heng lowered his voice and said: "Brother Lin, I know I was wrong, I won't dare next time."

Lin Yun gritted his teeth and said: "Admit your mistake and it's over? If I don't teach you a lesson today, you don't even know what a big brother is."

Ning Heng: "Ning Hu is also involved in this matter, if you want to vent your anger, beat him."

"Oh,"

Hearing this, Lin Yun stood up, kicked Ning Heng's ass, and cursed: "Get out!"

Ning Heng quickly got up, covered his buttocks with his hands and ran down the stage, making everyone laugh.

Ning Hu was smiling happily in the audience, when he saw Lin Yun raised his hand and pointed at him, shouting: "Ning Hu, if you have the guts, come up and let me learn your martial arts."

Ning Hu sarcastically said: "I want to fight with the young master, are you worthy?"

Ning Heng shouted to Ning Hu in the crowd: "Ning Hu, don't make excuses if you have the guts, you are the grandson if you don't dare to compete."

Ning Hu was furious when he heard the words, he got up and took off his coat, revealing the tights inside, stepped onto the ring quickly, and sneered at Lin Yun: "Boy, go down by yourself if you are sensible, so you don't find yourself in trouble."

"A lot of nonsense!"

Lin Yun stepped forward quickly, a black tiger ripped out Ning Hu's heart, and grabbed Ning Hu's chest with his right hand.

Ning Hu also reacted quickly, her left hand swiftly moved towards Lin Yun's right wrist, trying to wrap his right arm around him.

Lin Yun had been waiting for this move for a long time. The moment Ning Hu made a move, his right hand suddenly changed direction, grabbed Ning Hu's left wrist with lightning speed, twisted back, and pinched Ning Hu's left arm. Locked to the back.

"Good work!"

Everyone in the audience applauded in unison, and Ning Heng and Feng Ziying shouted the loudest.

Ning Heng yelled loudly: "Brother Lin, beat him hard and kick his ass!"

Lin Yun restrained Ning Hu with one move, and asked with a smile, "Ning Hu, are you convinced?"

Ning Hu gritted her teeth and said, "You just took advantage of people's surprises to launch a sneak attack, it's not a skill, let me go if you feel like it, let's do the comparison again."

"Okay, then I will forgive you once."

Lin Yun let go of his hand and took a step back.But before he could stand still, Ning Hu suddenly punched him on the chin.

"Hey, are you sneak attacking?" Lin Yun asked jokingly while parrying.

In his opinion, Ning Hu's martial arts are the same as Ning Heng's, and they are all show.Even if Feng Ziying comes up to compete, they are not rivals.

Sitting under the stage, Niu Jizong was secretly amazed, he hadn't seen him for a year, and this kid shot much faster, how did he practice?

Sitting with Niu Jizong was a military officer with a beard. This person was Qin Rong, the commander of the Zuowuwei of the Beijing Camp. Lin Yun did not know this person, but Qin Rong was very familiar with Lin Yun, because his son Qin Xiaoting had been with him countless times. Having praised Lin Yun in front of him, it was hard for him not to know.

Qin Rong raised his hand and stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I never imagined that Lin Ruhai, a frail scholar, would have a nephew with outstanding martial arts."

Niu Jizong said unhappily: "This kid's martial arts are just not satisfactory."

Qin Rong: "I'm afraid he's not as good as him at his age."

Niu Jizong asked with a smile: "Could it be that General Qin has taken a fancy to this kid?"

Qin Rong nodded and said, "That's right. Such a talent with both civil and military skills should serve the country."

Niu Jizong: "I heard that he has just won the honor list, and he will definitely participate in the competition next year. If you want to recruit him, I'm afraid there is no hope."

Qin Rong smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case, I heard that His Majesty also has this intention."

"Oh,"