Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 114 [114] Jia Chen's customs clearance shocked everyone

Seeing that the stone millstone was extremely heavy, weighing more than three hundred catties at least, everyone present showed embarrassment.

In the hall, there are a few generals behind Kong Wu who are powerful enough to move the stone millstone.

However, they were eliminated in the first pass. Although they had the strength to pass the second pass at this time, they could only beat their chests on the sidelines.

Lu Xiangsheng, who couldn't hold back for a long time, smiled triumphantly and said, "Haha! Just look at me!"

He is as strong as an ox, and his muscles and bones have been strained since he was a child, so this weight is nothing.

Under the complicated eyes of everyone, he strode to the stone millstone, stretched out his hands, and with a low shout, he hugged the stone millstone.

Seeing this situation, there was an uproar in the hall.

"What a lot of strength!"

"As expected of a general!"

"Okay! Master Lu is indeed brave!"

"It is really a blessing for the common people to have Mr. Lu sitting in Luoyang!"

Everyone applauded and complimented a few words.

Lu Xiangsheng cupped his hands, feeling relieved, and triumphantly walked back to Jia Chen and sat down.

After him, the other passers-by tried, but without exception, they all failed.

At this moment, there is only the last person left without a challenge——Jia Chen.

All eyes were on Jia Chen.

Jia Chen stood up calmly.

Lu Xiangsheng kindly reminded:
"Lord Jia, this stone mill weighs more than three hundred catties. If it cannot be moved, it is normal. Don't hurt your bones."

He did it out of good intentions, but he was also a little worried. If the imperial envoy was injured in front of him, he might not be able to absolve himself of the blame and be punished by His Majesty today.

"No problem!" Jia Chen replied lightly, and walked slowly to the side of the stone mill.

Amid all the complicated gazes, the little servant girl looked at his handsome face, her heart fluttered, and she reminded her for the first time:
"My lord, please be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Hearing this, Jia Chen's heart warmed, he gave her a smile, and then held the edge of the stone mill with one hand.

Just when he was about to mention it, he heard a discussion from the crowd:

"Mr. Zhang, do you think this Jia Chen can do it?" Someone asked in the hall.

"Are you kidding? Just his tall and thin body? Where does he get his strength?"

As soon as the voice fell, someone replied in a disdainful tone.

Another echoed and asked:

"No way, I heard that the Jia family established their family with martial arts, and they brought down a mansion and two princes with real swords and guns."

His words were exchanged for a wave of cynicism: "Cut! That's their ancestor."

Someone else echoed: "That's right, which one of the current Jia family is not respected and pampered? It's not that I look down on them. The Jia family doesn't even have a single person who can wield a knife and a gun."

Someone deliberately loudly said: "Really?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang snorted coldly and said:

"Is this still fake? Of course it is true. If he, Jia Chen, can lift this stone millstone, I, Zhang Yang, will eat this stone millstone!"

Everyone said something, and I said nothing, either they didn't believe it, or they made ridicule.

Hearing the whispers in the hall, the corners of Jia Chen's mouth slightly raised, and he shouted:
"rise!"

Following his low voice, his right hand suddenly exerted strength, and he lifted the stone mill with one hand.

Seeing this horrifying scene, there was a series of gasps in the hall.

Everyone stared at Jia Chen with wide eyes, as if they were sizing up a powerful monster.

Lu Xiangsheng picked up the stone millstone with both hands, which was already shocking.

And Jia Chen lifted it with only his right hand?
What kind of terrifying arm strength is this?

Amidst the noisy discussion and applause, Jia Chen gently put down the stone millstone, then turned to Zhang Yang and said:

"Zhang Tongsheng, the stone millstone is here, why don't you try it too?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yang's face turned black immediately.

joke?

This son is the prince's brother-in-law, how could he do such a vulgar thing?
Comforting himself in his heart, Zhang Yang coughed and acted as if he hadn't heard it.

There was a murmur of laughter all around.

The corners of Jia Chen's lips raised slightly, and instead of being serious with him, he turned to the little maid and said:

"Thank you for your kind reminder, Miss, this stone mill can't hurt me."

Hearing this, the little servant girl blushed slightly and nodded slightly towards him.

This level, only two people passed the level.

The little maid called Lu Xiangsheng to her side.

Under everyone's envious and jealous eyes, the little maid looked at Jia Chen and Lu Xiangsheng, and said with a smile:
"On the second level, only the two sons passed the level successfully, and now there is the last level, please listen to the questions."

Although everyone failed to pass the level, they were still very curious, what was the subject of the third level?
All pricked up their ears to listen.

Under the eyes of everyone, the little maid poured a glass of wine, put it on the table, and then unfolded a painting on the table.

Everyone stretched their necks to see the contents of the painting.

Jia Chen followed everyone's gaze and saw a beautiful woman painted on it.

"This painting skill is really good!" Everyone praised.

This beauty can be called beautiful, but there is deep resentment and sadness between her brows that cannot be resolved.

The little maid gently parted her red lips and said:

"You two gentlemen, this wine is still warm, please write a poem with this painting before the wine cools down."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone frowned. It was very difficult to look at the paintings and write poems, and there was a time limit.

The corners of Jia Chen's lips twitched slightly. He had read a lot of poems, and it was too simple for him.

But Lu Xiangsheng was full of bitterness. He had also read sage books and could compose poems, but he didn't have the talent to compose a poem in such a short period of time.

At this moment, Zhang Yang's eyes flashed treacherous, and he suddenly asked:
"Dare to ask girl, can I participate? I'm just arty, not trying to pass the test."

Hearing this, the little maid thought for a while, then nodded.

Zhang Yang is the prince's brother-in-law, and the little girl doesn't want to offend him.

Zhang Yang smiled arrogantly, and then immediately splashed ink, and the pen went away.

Earlier, he was humiliated by Jia Chen, if he is not back now, when will he be?

As a son of an official, Zhang Yang has read many books.

When it comes to poetry and poetry, he thinks he is [-] times better than Jia Chen.

Seeing him splashing ink, everyone gathered around him curiously to watch him write. After a while, a poem with gorgeous words was released.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"interesting!"

"Heroes in the vicissitudes of life are brave in the mountains and rivers. It is really a good saying through the ages!"

"Mr. Zhang is not just a child, he is really talented, and the day of high school is not far away!"

Someone else took the opportunity to flatter:

"If it's just poetry, Mr. Zhang will definitely see Miss Liu Rushi!"

Amidst the exclamation and flattery of the crowd, Zhang Yang put down his pen and sneered at Jia Chen:

"I have written a poem just now, I wonder if Mr. Jia has any income?"

If Mr. Jia can't figure it out, then I would like to present this poem to Mr. Jia to pass the test. I wonder what Mr. Jia wants? "

(End of this chapter)