Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 152 News of the Martial Arts Conference

After Jia Mu announced the "property division", no matter how much the second wife resisted, it was of no avail. The general trend was established.

Under the gaze of the ancestors of the Jia family ancestral hall, and under the joint witness of brothers Shi Ding and Shi Nai from Jia Zheng’s maternal family, Li Wan’s father Li Shouzhong, and Mrs. Wang’s second brother Wang Ziteng , Jia Jiarong's government branch officially divided the property.

Mrs. Xing?It makes no difference whether Mrs. Xing’s natal family is the same or not.

The title, title and property belong to the first house, while all public property and other scattered properties belong to the second house.

The main reason is that Jia Mu insisted on living with the second house, so the public property was given to the second house as pension money until the old lady returned it to the big house a hundred years later.

There are some differences between the royal property and the public property. The royal property refers to the court rewards received by the two generations of Rongguo Dukes, such as land, villagers, soldiers, gold and silver rewards, imperial utensils and other items.

Public property refers to the properties in the name of Rongguo Mansion, such as various shops, land other than royal property, privately owned Zhuangzi and other properties.

The title can only follow the title.

Public property can be distributed by Jia Mu, the elder of the family.These are the things that Jia Hui will disturb Huang in the future.

In addition, Dafang also has to give Jia Mu 1 taels a year as filial piety.

To Jia's mother's surprise, the two evildoers in the big house agreed without thinking, which made her feel a little uneasy. However, the matter was irreversible. It would not help if she continued to make trouble. She could only put this matter aside. Put all the uneasiness behind and get these benefits first.

"In that case, it's settled. These are the various terms of the property division. Brother Hui, Second Uncle Zheng, you two have a look at it."

Jia Zhen handed the two written deeds to Jia Hui and Jia Zheng respectively, allowing them to finalize and sign.

Jia Hui quickly glanced at the terms and saw that there was nothing wrong with it. He glanced at Jia Zhen again, then signed his name, printed the official seal of Dunhuang County and handed it back to Jia Zhen.

Next to them, Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang were still reading the terms one by one.

"That's it. There are still some matters in the Governor's Mansion. I will leave this document to Brother Zhen. I will go to Luoyang Mansion with my father to have it notarized later."

"Don't worry, brother Hui, leave it to me!" Jia Zhen assured, patting her chest.

Jia Hui stood up from the chair and straightened his clothes. He took a few sticks of incense from the clan elder Jia Daixiu beside him and bowed to Ning Rong Ergong who was hanging on the wall. An elder said hello and walked out of the ancestral hall.

. . . . . .

On the four-horse carriage.

"You can prepare to start selling off the assets of second-home buyers."

Nusreti and Yuanrong sat in the two corners opposite Jia Hui, listening respectfully to Jia Hui's instructions.

"Yes, it's just the head of the family. How far do you want to go?" Nusreti agreed, and then asked.

"Don't kill people, don't hurt the people." Jia Hui thought for a moment and ordered Nusreti.

This is basically a fight between two people, so Jia Hui doesn't want to implicate innocent people, such as the restaurant industry, so he can't randomly find an unlucky guy to poison him, right?

Or add condiments to the rouge shop, or put grain that has been gnawed by mice in the grain store.
Jia Hui didn't bother to do this, it was too cowardly.

"Wei!" Nusreti bowed solemnly, then turned around and got out of the carriage to prepare the plan.

"Now that we have broken up with the old lady and the second bedroom, there is no need to worry about anything anymore. Let's go and replace the maids and servants in all the joints of Rongguo Mansion with our own people. I want to know as soon as there is any trouble."

"Wei." Yuan Rong responded.

"In addition, we need to select some capable maids and women to slowly replace the people around the old lady. Especially that Aunt Lai. I heard that the Lai family is giving advice to the boy named Lai Shangrong who wants to change his status as a slave. Ji? Get rid of them all, who let them be the old lady's confidants?" Jia Hui decided the fate of the Lai family without taking it seriously.

Yuen Rong promised again.

Although the slave status is no longer a lowly status, because the slave status is always in the hands of the head of each family, it is always dependent on others and inferior to others, and it cannot take the imperial examination.

In contrast, even those with a happy registration can take part in the imperial examination without changing their registration.

Therefore, if a slave wants to become an official, he must first change his place of origin.And this requires the consent of the owner.

The deed of the Lai family was held in Jia Mu's hands, and Jia Mu was naturally unwilling to bow her head to Dafang.Although it is of no use to Jia Hui, the Lai family is the last person Jia Mu can trust.

Just in case, the Lai family should just die, they are just a bunch of slaves.

Yuan Rong also got out of the carriage and rode towards the county government's mansion.

Jia Hui was the only one left in the carriage.

Picking up the tea cup and drinking the warm tea in one gulp, Jia Hui turned to look in the direction of Xiyuan. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the carriage, penetrate countless houses, penetrate the Luoyang city wall, and penetrate the Xiyuan palace wall.
"Your Majesty, is this your plan?"

To weaken and divide the Jia family?But what is there to weaken about a pendant-like second bedroom?
. . . . . .

"The imperial court goes too far!"

Bang!

The tea cup was smashed to the ground, and a big man in a strong suit was roaring!

The faces of the people sitting around were also very ugly. The news coming from the north was so shocking that it reminded them of the martial arts catastrophe decades ago.
Huang Yuankui, the top San Cultivator in the world and respectfully known as the Wind and Thunder Stick, stared angrily. He raised the letter that was tightly clenched in his hand and waved it at the people around him.

"What the hell is the Nine-Border Frontier Army going crazy about! All the famous sects such as Sun Family Fort, Changfeng Sword Sect, Natural Sect, and Jingtao Sect were wiped out, and not even a dog escaped! What is this imperial court doing? What do you mean, ah? What the hell does the imperial court mean? Does it want to start a war with me?"

Huang Yuankui was very angry that the famous Zhengdao family located in Jiubian was killed by the border troops!
What does Dog Courting mean?Want to break up with Jiang Hu?

Looking away from Huang Yuankui who was furious, the few people sitting around felt not only anger, but also some inexplicable fear in their hearts.

Huang Yuankui is a Sanren. Although he is a top Sanren with strong martial arts, his biggest flaw is that he has no inheritance.

He didn't know that a few decades ago, the imperial court called the martial arts catastrophe that was a bloodbath in the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes called it a blood rain in the rivers and lakes.

But they, the heads of various sects and families, know that there are even a few people present who have personally experienced that dark time!

The Great Qi Heavenly Army is not something so-called heroes like them can contend with!Back then, like Huang Yuankui, they thought that the world could compete with the temple. But what was the result?

At that time, the top forces in the world, such as Ba Daomen and Duanyue Villa, were like paper under the attack of the Great Qi Heavenly Army. The whole army was wiped out in less than half a day of fighting, and the Heavenly Army did not even suffer 20 casualties.
Thinking of this, the old people's inner defenses that have been cultivated for decades can't help but break down.
Are these bastards overeating or something? How dare they go and rob the official bank?How dare you rob a general who has just judged the reputation of the rebellion and is proud and proud?
This man even became a lieutenant!
After losing their temper, things still had to be done, and they had already begun to move their direct descendants towards some deep mountain and old forest.

How can you let your own children come in when you are desperate?

"Hey, who asked the disciples below to rob the official's money?" A middle-aged scar-faced master held his forehead and sighed.

"What's wrong with robbing officials? That money is the people's wealth that the dog court plundered in the south of the Yangtze River. Those men are all heroes who rob the rich and give to the poor on behalf of God. They are all good!" After hearing the words of the scar-faced leader, Huang Yuankui was not happy anymore.

how?You mean to do justice to God by robbing the rich and giving to the poor, right?

"That's bullshit. The imperial army is the one who is doing justice for heaven! Don't you know that all this money was confiscated from those Jiangnan aristocratic families who are unkind to get rich? Those Jiangnan aristocratic families are the ones who plunder the people's wealth and anointing!" Scarface Palm Men also had a bad temper. As soon as he banged the table, he stood up, pointed at Huang Yuankui and yelled.

"If that's the case, then why didn't the imperial court help the poor?" Huang Yuankui sneered and approached the scar-faced leader.

"Oh, don't you know that the imperial court distributed 200 taels of post-war reconstruction funds to Jiangnan? Can't you ask someone from Jiangnan to clarify this kind of thing?

Ah, I understand. You just listen to rumors and don’t confirm them. In the end, you just make up your own random thoughts and then take those you think as the truth, right? "The scar-faced leader glared at Huang Yuankui with a mocking expression.

These sects and families with big businesses have different ideas from this kind of Sanren. This group of Sanren still believe in the idea of ​​​​taking pleasure in the world, killing one person in ten steps and leaving no trace in a thousand miles.The worst he could do was to offend the imperial court and hide in the mountains for a few years before leaving.

But they can't do it. In fact, the only difference between them and the wealthy gentry is that they don't have people in their families who are promoted to scholars.
There were quite a few scholars, but they were only exempted from the tax on a few hundred acres of land and the corvee service of a few people.
Therefore, it is better not to offend the court as much as possible.

But it just happened that some disciples who were dumbfounded by what they read were so audacious that they secretly concealed the secrets from their own sect and went to participate in robbing officials.
Headache!

"Looking for death!" Huang Yuankui became angry and punched Scarface's leader in the face, causing Scarface to stumble and fall to the chair.

"Huang Yuankui, you are looking for death!" Scarface was hit by Huang Yuankui's punch and his head was buzzing. He stood up to fight back, but Huang Yuankui bullied him and pushed him down on his seat, about to continue beating him violently.
"stop!"

The two heads sitting next to Scarface also reacted. One stopped Huang Yuankui, who was waving his fist, and the other held down Scarface, who was pulling out a dagger to risk his life.
If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't use my usual weapons indoors, I would have used a knife to do it!

"I'll stop it!" The most respected man in the house, who is now in his 70s, snorted and used his crutches to stop the farce.

"Humph!" Huang Yuankui glared at Scarface fiercely, and Scarface stared back without any sign of weakness, but they both put away their posture at the same time and sat back quietly in their seats.

Luan Chengyun, the Immortal of the Iron Staff, is a peerless hero who has dominated the Jiangxi arena for 40 years.That is to say, as he got older and his energy and blood declined, he could no longer fight, which allowed Huang Yuankui to win the first place in Jiangxi.

However, the Luan family, which was developed on its own, is still one of the top forces in Jiangxi's martial arts world.And because of decades of righteousness and fairness, Luan Chengyun's prestige in Jiangxi has skyrocketed, so everyone still believes in him as the face and leader of the Jiangxi Wulin.

Longhushan's strength is not weak, but they are not willing to play with the Jianghu people. They have always been in cahoots with the imperial court, so no one regards Longhushan as a Jianghu force.

"This matter is not something that our Jiangxi Wulin can handle. We must gather the strength of the entire Jianghu to be qualified to talk to the court," Luan Chengyun said bitterly.

He had personally experienced the catastrophe in the martial arts world and witnessed with his own eyes how weak those powerful and famous sects were under the attack of the imperial army.
"Master Luan's words are too alarmist! The imperial court does not practice martial ethics and sneak attacks. Otherwise, how could the fellow Jianghu people in the north be easily breached by the government troops!" Huang Yuankui didn't take it seriously.

Luan Chengyun didn't even bother to talk to him.

"Just in time, the Shaolin Temple has sent us an invitation. They are going to hold a martial arts conference in Songshan Mountain. We need to gather the strength of the entire world to talk to the court." Regarding the behavior of the Shaolin Temple, Luan Chengyun felt that they were committing suicide, and they would die happily. The sooner!

But since such a tall man took the initiative to stand up, it is a good thing. Anyway, the Luan family is strict in running the family. This time, no children were lost in the hands of the government and the army. Instead, he donated 10 taels to Jiangnan to help the court tide over "difficulties." ”.
"Just talking? Master Luan, are you too underestimated in today's world?" Huang Yuankui didn't take it seriously, but felt that Luan Chengyun was too cautious.

No matter how powerful the imperial court is, can it still guard against those who can fly over the walls?
If you really want to go against Jianghu, assassinate a few high-ranking officials so that the temple will remember it!
Luan Chengyun knew what Huang Yuankui was thinking, but he didn't intend to persuade him.

Let go of the need to help others and respect others' choices.

Since Huang Yuankui wanted to seek death, there was no need for Luan to stop him.

After all, you have to sacrifice some lives to the imperial court to protect other people who keep their peace, right?

"Then do you want to go to Shaolin to participate in the meeting?"

"Go, you must go! If you don't go, won't it make people from other provinces think that we Jiangxi people are timid and fearful of the imperial court like tigers?"

Then go for it.

Immediately afterwards, everyone began to discuss the candidates to go north.
Although this matter has nothing to do with the Luan family, the worst thing is to put your tail between your legs and be honest for a few years.

However, he should not be too unsocial, so Luan Chengyun decided to send a member of his tribe to Shaolin to participate in the martial arts competition. However, he was already seventy-seven and was too old and frail to join in the fun.

After some deliberation, representatives of the famous martial arts schools in Jiangxi were selected.

With the current Jiangxi No. 1 Huang Yuankui as the leader, he represents the strength of Jiangxi's individual people.

With Luan Ze, the current head of the Luan family, as his deputy, he represents the power of the sect.

The rest of the participants are on a voluntary basis.

Each sect leader can bring up to five disciples, but the total cannot exceed a hundred, otherwise the court will come back to cause trouble.
Finally, the 94-member Jiangxi Wulin delegation headed by Huang and Luan was formally established. Seven days later, they gathered in Jiujiang and headed north to Shaolin Temple to participate in the Wulin Conference.
. . . . . .

Zuojun Dudufu, Festival Hall.

"Martial Arts Conference?"

Jia Hui looked at the information about Dongchang in his hand, and his heart was full of daydreams.
Martial Arts Conference.
I have never seen this before in my whole life!

Especially those Jianghu chivalrous women, demon sect witches and Qiao Kundao
"I'm going out to play!"

　The first!
　　Speaking of which, I really couldn't handle yesterday's chapter, mainly because I felt that to defeat the second wife was to defeat Jia Mu, and with the big mountain of "filial piety" here, the protagonist seemed to have no power...

　　So what I originally planned to write a whole chapter was condensed into the first few hundred words, and I wanted to get back on track with the plot as soon as possible.

　　By the way, since early in the morning, this book will be recommended in the best-seller selection column on the 21st!

　　To be honest, I didn’t expect there to be any more recommendations after writing this…

　　Thank you to the book friends who have always supported me. Thank you for being so transparent. Thank you very much! ! !
　　


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