Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 87

Deng Yuan was an earl, called Taixing Bo, and he was the first generation.

Although the whole house is not as good as Jia Hun's mansion, it is already considered big in Jinling City.

According to social conventions, after Deng Yuan took Jia Hun to visit the garden, he took him to the martial arts arena to watch Deng Yuan's two older sons practice against each other.

The martial arts of the eldest son Deng Jie can also be ranked in the middle and upper reaches of the Northwest Frontier Army. The second son is not as good, but he has also passed the qualification standard of the Frontier Army.

I have to say that the Deng family's tutor is very good.It was because Deng Yuan was too rigid, which made his sons not close to him.

Maybe Deng Yuan didn't really care about this.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad. The martial arts of the first and second sons can occupy a place in the Northwest Frontier Army!" Jia Hun clapped his hands and laughed.

"Where is it, the chief inspector is absurd. The little dog is still lazy, and it is not as good as the chief inspector!" Deng Yuan hurriedly said modestly.

"Brother Deng is too modest, how many years will it take for someone like me to come out?"

"This..." Deng Yuan didn't expect Jia Hun to say such a thing.

"Hahaha..." Seeing that Deng Yuan was in a daze, Jia Hui turned his head to look at the two people in the martial arts arena, and ignored Deng Yuan.

The two young boys who had finished training ran over.

It is said that he is a young man, but in fact the eldest son Deng Jie is only three years behind Jia Hun, and the second son is four years behind.

"Governor, Father!" The two knelt on one knee, looked at Jia Hun and Deng Yuan, and waited for instructions.

"Oh, brother Deng, I feel a little itchy after seeing this. Why don't you and I come to the game?" Before Deng Yuan could answer, Jia Hun turned his head and looked at Jia Hun when he heard that Jia Hun was going to leave the game in person. The two looked excited, "How about it, do you want to watch it?"

Of course I want to see it!
The two teenagers from the Deng family didn't dare to say it, but the expressions on their faces betrayed them.

"Father..." The two looked at their father expectantly.

"Governor, this..." Deng Yuan looked puzzled. As a military attache, he, the commander-in-chief of a field force, wanted to fight with the Great Governor of the Left Army, one of the pinnacles of Daqi's military attache road, which always made him feel guilty. Feel.

But as a warrior, he also wanted to challenge the highest honor of a warrior—General Da Sima from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing the eager flames in Deng Yuan's eyes, Jia Hun walked into the martial arts arena first and picked out weapons.

A boring gourd like Deng Yuan is only suitable for being passive, and it is necessary to take the initiative to guide him to do things.Otherwise nothing can be done.

Taking out a few ropes from his bosom to tie up his cuffs, Jia Hun thought for a while and took a pair of copper whips.

A little lighter, but not unusable.

Seeing that the general had already left the stage and began to choose weapons, Deng Yuan couldn't bear it any longer, striding over to the weapon on the other side, and chose a pair of steel maces.

Deng Yuan was born as an infantry general, with ten ranks of military achievements, he was awarded the title of General Dou She.

More than ten years ago, as a young general, he started his career during the suppression of the She people's rebellion, and finally achieved ten rounds of meritorious service.After wandering around for more than ten years, he finally returned to the old army and became the commander-in-chief.

The place in Minyue is full of mountains, and he was forced to become a pacer even though he had a good riding skill.

Deng Yuan also found a few ropes to fasten his sleeves, and brandished a steel mace to warm up.

"General, do you want to go down and find some protective gear?" At this time, Deng Yuanna was a little scared again, what if he hurts the general?
"If you want to wear it, you can wear it. A certain family doesn't need it!" Jia Hun hung the big hat on his head on the weapon rack, leaving only the small golden crown on his head and the Erlong Xizhu wrapped around his forehead to wipe his forehead. .Holding the copper whip, he drew two circles with his wrist, and came to the center of the martial arts arena without looking back.

Seeing this, Deng Yuan stopped talking, and also came to the center of the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena has long been surrounded by the soldiers of the two families and the maids and servants who heard the news.

It is the business of the ladies and ladies not to show their faces, what does it have to do with us maids?
When the two stood still, the whispering around them disappeared instantly, for fear of affecting them.

Jia Hun relaxed all over, kept swinging the copper whip with both hands, and walked leisurely around Deng Yuan, as if he didn't care that Deng Yuan would sneak attack him.

In fact, Deng Yuan did not dare to sneak attack.

He wasn't worried about hurting Jia Hun, but Jia Hun's seemingly random swing could actually make a defensive counterattack instantly when he was close to attack.

As expected of the Great General Sima who was able to achieve [-] ranks three times in a row in less than the year of the weak crown, even standing there can bring great pressure to this veteran who has been fighting for half his life.

As time passed, Jia Hun was still circling Deng Yuan, but Deng Yuan still refused to attack.

"You two young masters, the general is trying to create pressure on the master, to attack his heart..." Seeing the anxious and impatient expressions of the two young masters, the old guard came up to explain to them.

"However, you can do this in a one-on-one fight. If it's on the battlefield, you don't have to spend so much effort to test your mind!" The soldier who was worried about the appearance of his young masters still ordered.

"Are you still fighting or not..."

Seeing that Deng Yuan refused to attack for a long time, Jia Hun stood still, lowered his whips impatiently and cursed, and the middle door opened wide.

opportunity!

If the confrontation continues, Deng Yuan will sooner or later be crushed by the mental pressure. Regardless of whether this is a flaw, he immediately bullies himself, and smashes his left mace fiercely!
clang!
The copper whip smashed away the steel mace thrown by Deng Yuan's left hand, Deng Yuan felt a shock in his mouth, and almost dropped the steel mace in his hand.

Before he could react, Jia Hun stabbed with another copper whip. If the stab was solid, the sternum would definitely be broken!
Deng Yuan quickly counterattacked with the steel mace in his right hand, barely knocked away the copper whip that almost hit his chest, and quickly retreated to distance himself from Jia Hun.

Jia Hun withdrew his posture expressionlessly, and returned to the look of strolling in the garden.

That is to say, Deng Yuan didn't have any protective gear on his body, so Jia Hun would use the stabbing action.If you put on armor, that's another way of playing.

"call……"

Deng Yuan, who quickly completed the actions of attacking, blocking, defending and retreating in a few seconds, regained his posture, took a deep breath, and looked at Jia Hun in front of him vigilantly.

He was nearly forty years old and had rich experience against the enemy, but physically he was no longer in his twenties.Through the temptation just now, he knew that Jia Hun would drag him down if he dragged on any longer, so he had to make a quick decision.

Without further confrontation, Deng Yuan waved his mace straight up towards Jia Hun, and Jia Hun was no longer passive. He drew away the attacking mace with his left hand, and slashed at the steel mace that Deng Yuan was about to swing with his left hand with his right hand.

Deng Yuan was caught off guard and had no choice but to change his moves, according to his inertia, he barely blocked the copper whip that was coming, only heard a huge sound of gold and iron colliding, and almost missed the steel mace in his hand.

But Jia Hun didn't give him a chance to breathe, and more intensive attacks came. Deng Yuan could only hold on to the steel mace desperately, and waved two steel maces to meet him...

For a moment, the entire Martial Arts Arena was filled with the sound of gold and iron colliding, sometimes dull, sometimes crisp.The two figures in the center were moving back and forth, their feet constantly changing their steps, attacking each other at high speed.

But it was obvious that the shorter figure had changed from back and forth at the beginning to non-stop defense, and his speed began to slow down, and he was about to lose.

At this moment, Deng Yuan felt ruthless in his heart. He pushed aside the copper whip for the last time, took the initiative to abandon the defense, and bullied himself straight to Jia Hun's middle gate.

Both sides did not wear armor, and they had exchanged ideas.It was his fault that Deng Yuan gave up his defense, but he gave him a copper whip regardless of his care and smashed him into paralysis, that was his fault!

What Deng Yuan was waiting for was the opportunity for Jia Hun to step back, and instantly raised the steel mace with both hands at the same time, and threw it at Jia Hun from right to left without thinking about his own safety.

"Pretty!"

Deng Yuan's sacrificing blow was really wonderful, even Jia Hun couldn't help but praise, the copper whips in both hands also drew a semicircle from the bottom right to the top left, and hit heavily on the steel mace in Deng Yuan's right hand. He was also hit by this huge force and hit the steel mace in his left hand, driving Deng Yuan to stagger to the left, almost falling to the ground.

But Deng Yuan's stable footwork, which he trained as a horseback riding in his early years, even stabilized his body shape.But it was still too late, a copper whip stopped on top of his head, his hands were already trembling from Jia Hun's huge force, and he couldn't hold the steel mace anymore.

"Great, great general's martial arts are unrivaled, I admire you!"

Right after Deng Yuan uttered these words, his hands could no longer hold on to the maces, and they fell to the ground feebly.Jia Hun quickly stepped forward to support Deng Yuan's arm so that he would not fall to the ground.

"Father!" "Master!"

The two young men from the Deng family who had been anxiously waiting at the edge of the martial arts field and their soldiers ran over quickly and took their master from Jia Hun's hands.

"I'm fine, but my arms are sore!" Seeing the concerned eyes of the people around him, Deng Yuan said weakly, pulling the corners of his mouth.

Although I lost, this battle was really enjoyable, and I was completely transparent!

How long has it been since such a hearty fight?

Deng Yuan was in pain and joy.

. . . . . .

He wiped his face with the cold towel handed over by the servant girl of the Deng family, untied his sweat-soaked forehead, handed it to his own soldier, and took out a new pair of embroidered cranes from the small bag held by the soldier. The maroon color was wiped from the forehead and tied on the head.

Compared with net towels, Jia Hun prefers to wear a mop on his forehead.The ability to wipe the forehead to block sweat and absorb sweat is stronger, the key is that it looks much better.

He took off the big hat from the weapon rack, and instead of putting it on again, he handed it to the soldier and asked him to hold it for him.

"It's all right?" Jia Hun came to Deng Yuan's side.

"I have nothing to do with my subordinates, let the general take care of uh..." Deng Yuan was talking, when Jia Hun squeezed Deng Yuan's sore arm, so that he didn't finish his sentence.

"Well, judging by your reaction, you need to invite some good massagers to give you a good massage, so as not to leave any hidden wounds."

"...Yes." Deng Yuan didn't want to say anything anymore.

Jia Hun nodded, then turned to look at the two Deng family teenagers.

"How, what kind of doorway can you see?" Jia Hun asked.

"I don't know much, I seem to see it, but I don't seem to see anything..." Deng Er looked confused.

"Yeah, the fight was too fast, and I saw that my father was able to fight you twice at the beginning, but then he was beaten by you..." Deng Jie also blurted out.

They didn't notice Deng Yuan's darkened face.

. . . . . .

In a gazebo in the backyard of the Deng Mansion.

This gazebo seems to have a name, but Jia Hun didn't pay attention to it.The two were sitting opposite each other on both sides of the stone table, chatting with each other.

The main reason was that Deng Yuan hadn't recovered yet, and he didn't have much energy to talk to Jia Hun.I was exhausted all over, and my arms were sore.

Even when I just had dinner, I asked the maid to come over to help.

The young masters of the Deng family were also sent to practice martial arts by Deng Yuan. In order to prevent them from being lazy, Deng Yuan specially asked the soldiers to stay, five people watched one, and they were not allowed to eat if they could not practice well.

A maid brought a pot of top-quality tea to the stone table, smelling it, it should be Longjing.

After pouring the first cup of tea, I consciously left here.

Since the master chose the gazebo instead of the main hall to entertain the governor, it is to talk about some private matters.

After the two watched the servant girl's performance, they turned their heads to look at each other.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Jia Hun picked up the teacup, smelled the fragrance of Longjing carefully, put it to his mouth and took a sip, showing a smile.

"Phew, this aroma and taste...is probably the West Lake Longjing tea that people often say on the Lion Peak Mountain?" Jia Hun looked at Deng Yuan.

"The governor is very knowledgeable. It is the Mingqian Longjing newly produced by the West Lake this year. If you like it, there are many more here..." He also picked up the tea bowl tremblingly and took a sip.

In view of the master's arm, after asking for his consent, the maid took a bowl and served him tea.

"That's not necessary. A certain family drinks tea only to taste, and can barely distinguish what is Longjing and what is Tieguanyin. As long as the tea is not too bad, what to drink is similar to a certain family.

It's a pity to drink such good tea for a certain family..." Jia Hun laughed at himself.

"The governor is too presumptuous..." Deng Yuan responded with a smile.

The gazebo fell silent again.

Jia Hun pulled out the fan from his waist, did not open it, but kept rubbing it with his fingers.

"Mr. Deng, can you tell someone about why you got involved with those salt merchants?"

Inside the pavilion, only the sound of cicadas outside.

"Xiaoguan...xiaguan..." Deng Yuan's expression was visible to the naked eye and he began to struggle.

"Although it is true, what kind of person you are, the records and evaluations in the archives of the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion probably know you better than yourself."

"..." Deng Yuan fell silent.

"Still unwilling to say? What is the charm of King Zhongxin that makes you so loyal to him?" As soon as Jia Hun finished speaking, Deng Yuan looked over in shock.

How would he know that I am loyal to King Faithful?

Seeing Deng Yuan's expression, Jia Hun also understood.

Ah, yes, this is a grassroots counterattack, and I don't know the rules.

How unpopular this is, no one told him this.Being able to climb all the way from the soldiers to the main town is also thanks to Daqi's current political clarity, and there are not so many dirty things.Overall, those who can still come first.

"do not you know?"

"What should the next officer know?"

"Don't you know Daqi's succession rules?"

"Isn't it always the eldest son's inheritance?" Deng Yuan's eyes revealed clarity.

"...You have been in the army for so many years, don't you have a friend from a noble background?"

"No, Xiaguan was humiliated by Xungui's children in the early years, and has not had any contact with them since then..."

"..."

Jia Hun had indeed heard about the rise of a new force in the army called "Jiangmen".

Strictly speaking, the nobles are also generals.But this group of military generals who have climbed up from the bottom think that the nobles are no longer the same kind of people as them.Therefore, in order to distinguish them, those who came from honorable backgrounds were called "Wu Xun", and they were the real "generals".

In fact, in the beginning, it was the middle and high-level military officers whose grandparents and grandchildren would not be able to get the title in several lifetimes to put money on their faces, standing on the standpoint of the so-called grassroots warriors, and deliberately provoked the confrontation.

But I couldn't stand it, and then someone really believed it.Even if they got a title later, there are still some people who firmly stand on the side of the grassroots warriors, and regard themselves as the umbrella of the grassroots warriors, and specifically fight against the noble warriors.

The frontier army is okay, what they want from time to time in foreign wars is unity and cooperation, and the grassroots and nobles are still very harmonious.

The domestic army is different, basically there is no war, and life is boring. Under these circumstances, they have nothing to do and become the main force of the opposition.

But this also caused a problem.

Among the group of "Jiangmen", none of them really squeezed into the top ranks, and the highest titles are only earls like Deng Yuan.

Barely able to participate in the appearance of seizing the heir.

And they don't know many unspoken rules of the Great Qi Dynasty!Comparing the information with the nobles, there is a serious inequality.

For example, the deadliest thing is seizing the heir.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, today I met a real leader of the "Jiangmen".

No wonder you won't be able to get a title in a few lifetimes. You didn't understand the shortcut of seizing the heir, so you deliberately caused conflicts and formed cliques.

However, the nobles who really know these things will tell them when they are sick.

Jia Hun drained the tea in the teacup.

"The inheritance system of our dynasty is indeed inherited by the eldest son, but if there are no sons, then it will become a virtuous one without a descendant."

"Lixian? Isn't this the way to bring disaster?" Deng Yuan was a little puzzled.

"At least so far, there is nothing wrong with the system of establishing sages in the country. Emperor Taizong and the emperor are all sages. As for your majesty, your majesty is in a special situation, except that he has no adult prince at that time, so he sat on the throne. This belongs to Li Chang.

The princes who choose to join Seize the Inheritance will go to various field troops or frontier troops to participate in training.Yes, that's what your allegiance to the Faithful Prince is for. "

"But I heard that His Majesty doesn't want to be... Well, didn't you also go to the south of the Yangtze River to prepare for the Japanese army?"

"Because the emperor, the emperor let all the princes, whether they want to participate or not, throw them into the barracks. So in theory, all the princes of the emperor have the right to seize the heir.

You have to know that in the Taizu and Taizong dynasties, all the princes who were unwilling to go to the military camp to experience and participate in the seizure of heirs all went to the Grand Canal to fight against the big bag. "

Yes, I, Jia Hun, are sick.

　Waiting for a long time, five thousand words
　　
　
(End of this chapter)