Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 166: Battle for Number One
  Returning to the examination waiting area, I saw Su Can and others coming back one after another.

Su Can and Zhang Yi lost, while Deng Lei, Zhao Lingkong and Wei Wuji advanced.

"Damn it, if you don't have a weapon handy, how could I lose otherwise?" Su Can said angrily, "Concealed weapons are not allowed in the arena. It's a pity that I'm good at sleeve arrows."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "What kind of weapons does A-can usually use?"

"I can use any weapon."

Everyone laughed.

"Alas, I'm the one who doesn't know how to use weapons. If I had the mace in my hand, there would be no way I could lose to that kid. I'm too naughty and can't use my strength." Zhang Yi smiled bitterly.

Everyone hurriedly patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Victory and defeat are common for military strategists. Fortunately, this time I successfully passed the exam, so what are you worrying about?"

Zhang Yi was relieved.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Of course the army puts the gun and stick first. Ah Chan, you were distracted too much and didn't work hard on the gun and stick, so you will naturally suffer a loss. Although Lao Zhang's mace is not as good in the ring competition, it will not be as good on the battlefield. It’s a powerful weapon that can sweep through thousands of armies.”

Everyone nodded yes.
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  After taking a break for two sticks of incense, the audience on the sidelines also had time to place their bets.

The third round of the finals started with eight going into four.

The four arenas of Xuan, Huang, Hong, and Huang started fighting at the same time.

In this round, Jia Cong's opponent is Song Zhou, who just defeated Zhang Yi in Henan Province Jieyuan.

"Zilong, this kid is quite flexible and has many changes in his shooting skills. However, he seems to have limited strength and is not powerful enough. Just pay attention to the lime powder on the tip of his gun. Beat him up for me!" Zhang Yi said.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Don't worry." Shi Shiran walked up to the ring with a gun and a stick, but he didn't dare to be careless. Zhang Yi himself was extremely powerful. Which ordinary person would not have limited strength in front of him? Anyone who has made it this far is a master among masters.

Song Zhou was about 18 or 19 years old. He came from a martial arts family. He learned martial arts since he was a child. He learned the true teachings of Lihua marksmanship early in his family. He also visited famous teachers and practiced martial arts well. He was definitely lucky to be able to obtain Wu Jieyuan in a big martial arts province like Henan. .

Seeing Jia Cong sizing him up, he cupped his hands and said, "I admire Third Master Cong as a young hero. If he is the same age as Third Master, I will definitely not be my rival."

Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "What do you mean, how many years older than me can you definitely beat me? Hey, don't rush to a conclusion."

Song Zhou nodded: "Third Master, please." He pointed the tip of his spear and took a stance.

"You're welcome, let's see!" Jia Cong took a deep breath and stepped forward, his spear like a python, strangled the opponent along the barrel.

Song Zhou concentrated on using his family's spear skills. The spear head trembled rapidly, shaking open thousands of pear blossoms and covering Jia Cong.

Because he changed his moves too quickly and too urgently, the lime powder wrapped in the gun tip was shaken out, filling the air with a white shadow. This was also his on-the-spot tactic to maximize the characteristics of the weapons in the examination room.

Although Jia Cong was prepared, he had no good way to solve it. He frowned and took a few steps back to prevent the lime powder from getting in his eyes. I thought of Wang Jin's advice in my mind. A martial arts duel cannot be won by whoever is more skilled in martial arts.

The number of winners and losers is related to various factors such as the mind, will, martial arts, strategy, experience, adaptability, weapons, environment, etc. of both parties. Therefore, there are often cases of weak defeating strong and skillful defeating clumsy. Do not be careless at all.

Seeing him retreating, Song Zhou quickly took advantage of the situation and pressed forward, hoping to destroy his defense line in one fell swoop.

But when he saw the tip of the spear wrapped in white cloth, shooting out from the lime powder floating in the air, piercing straight towards him, seven or eight pear blossoms bloomed. Jia Cong suddenly rolled to the ground, avoiding the tip of the spear, and also dodged. The lime powder rushed towards his face, and he swung the club across the opponent's calf and tibia, changing his moves very quickly and unexpectedly.

Song Zhou didn't dare to jump off the ground casually, so he hurriedly stabbed his side with a gun to protect his legs.

Jia Cong seized the opportunity, jumped up suddenly, and swung the tip of the spear towards his head again.

Song Zhou hurriedly raised his gun to block with his face again.

boom! The two spears collided, and their jaws were numb. The blow was so powerful that a large cloud of lime powder suddenly shot out from the tip of Jia Cong's spear, which hit Song Zhou's face. This is Jia Cong's tactic, to use the other person's method to repay the other person.

Oops! Song Zhou's heart tightened, and white mist surged in front of his eyes. He suddenly felt his eyes stinging and could no longer open them, so he hurriedly retreated.

Jia Cong chuckled, twisted his body, put the barrel of the gun behind his waist, suddenly spun around, and with a move of his right hand, the barrel of the gun shot out from his waist like an arrow, flying nearly two feet in the air, stabbing heavily in the There was a white spot left on Song Zhou's lower abdomen.

It is the magic hand passed down by Wang Jin, the Jade Dragon from Beyond the Heaven!

Shoot enemies with flying guns!
  "Okay!" The audience was excited, what a stunning shot.

The four leaders stood up and waved and cheered regardless of their manners. At this moment, Jia Cong is like a god descending to earth, defeating his opponent quickly, he is so handsome.

Ren Shu, who was good at swordsmanship, had little stars in his eyes. He pulled Lan Wei and said, "Sister Wei, Jia Cong is so handsome! Oops, I can't stand it. This shot pierced his heart."

Su He and Chao Lu also nodded in agreement: "Such a husband who is more handsome than Pan An and braver than Zilong, my sister must not have to live alone."

Lan Wei shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Keep your voice down so that others can hear you."

"I understand. We all obey my sister's orders. We just ask for her mercy." The three of them nodded in agreement like chickens pecking at rice.

"Bastard, sit down, little hooves, are you feeling spring?" Lan Wei said.

The three of them nodded and looked at Lan Wei pitifully, as if they were waiting for food.

"I really defeated you." Lan Wei shook her head helplessly.

"Shenjing Jia Cong, win!"

Jia Cong walked off the stage with cheers and returned to his seat. He saw that Wei Wuji and others were a little annoyed.

In this round, Jia Cong and Zhao Lingkong entered the semi-finals, while Deng Lei and Wei Wuji both lost.

Everyone hurriedly said a few words of comfort.

Wei Wuji smiled and said, "It's not like I suffered a loss. Even though I lost, I still broke that kid's forearm bone with one shot. He will have to retire from the next game. I also help Zilong and Lingkong clear out an opponent."

Everyone laughed.

Sure enough, out of four and two, only three took the challenge. After drawing lots, Jia Cong was "knowledgeable" and got a bye and passed on the top two.

This battle is arranged on the ground floor ring closest to the Dianjiang Platform, making it convenient for the nobles to watch.

Jiangnan Zhao Lingkong faced off against Anhui in a storm. Two young men with guns stood on the stage and faced each other several feet apart.

The autumn wind blows the corner flags and flags, and there is a sound of hunting.

Boom! The gong sounded.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, they were both motionless, their eyes were like lightning, firmly covering their opponents, ready to deliver a thunderous blow at any time.

Zhao Lingkong frowned slightly, because he was facing the west and his eyes were being dazzled by the sun at this time. He felt a little uncomfortable. Although it was not serious, it was a disadvantage after all. Now step slowly and diagonally to avoid direct sunlight.

Feng Bolie smiled slightly, he had discovered this a long time ago, how could he satisfy his opponent? With a flick of the gun in his hand, a violent storm of attack rushed towards Zhao Lingkong, forcing him to face the west.

Zhao Lingkong shouted loudly, and his gun fired with the sound, fighting with his opponent without losing. The two men's guns and sticks collided frequently, and the crackling sound was as dense as rain, shaking out a lot of lime powder, which floated in the air, like a cloud of light white mist, which was blown away by the strong wind stirred by the two men's marksmanship.

The audience in the stands cheered continuously. Watching this thing is much more exciting and exciting than watching a drama.

Jia Cong looked at the sky. It was clear today and the sun was very bright. He frowned unconsciously. Although Lingkong was evenly matched now, he was worried that the battle would be disadvantageous for a long time.

Su Can and others have discovered this problem and are worried, but there is nothing they can do about it. Competition in the ring is just like this, and it will not be completely fair.

Sure enough, after nearly 200 rounds of fierce fighting, Zhao Lingkong blinked and was accidentally stabbed in the shoulder by Feng Bo Lie, and was defeated by the referee.

Zhao Lingkong smiled bitterly and shook his head, walked off the stage and returned to the examination waiting area.

"Lingkong, are you okay?" Everyone hurriedly followed him.

Zhao Lingkong was sweating profusely, panting heavily, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this guy took advantage of the location, but after this battle, he lost a lot of energy. Zilong can't win him." question."

Everyone laughed and said, "Today, I will invite you to the host."

Jia Cong laughed: "It's easy to talk about, but it looks like my brother will pick up a ready-made one."

Everyone smiled and congratulated him. It was a bye, and he was able to pick it up. Such good things happened to him, which is really enviable.

After two more incense sticks, the examiner walked onto the Tianzi Arena and announced loudly: "The final battle of this martial arts competition subject, Shenjing Jia Cong vs. Anhui Feng Bo Lie!"

The examination room burst into cheers as the decisive battle arrived.

Jia Cong came up to the stage with a wooden gun, made a four-way bow, looked at the second prince and others on the general stage, smiled and nodded, as if he was sure of victory.

Sun Chi smiled and said: "Brother Cong got a big deal, what are you so proud of?"

"The villain succeeds." Princess Ruyi nodded and glared at Jia Cong angrily.

Sun Can smiled and said: "It's not easy to take advantage of this. Brother Cong is only 14 years old."

Seeing the sweaty Feng Bolie walking up, Jia Cong chuckled. Now they had changed their positions, with him facing west and himself facing east. It was really a turn of events.

"Brother, have you rested?" Jia Cong asked with a smile.

"It doesn't matter." Feng Bolie glared at him. He had been fighting for a long time and couldn't stop with two sticks of incense. Now his hands and feet are still weak. Does this bastard want to take advantage?

Following the examiner's order, Jia Cong couldn't wait to pounce. Once he took action, he tried his best to fully demonstrate the state of "shooting out like a dragon and thousands of pear blossoms" that he had honed over the past few months, in order to use the most violent offensive. Defeat your opponent in the shortest possible time.

Feng Bolie's eyelids drooped slightly, trying his best to avoid the interference of the sun, and fought Jia Cong as fast as he could.

He was forced to have no choice. Normally, he would not be afraid of such a confrontation, but now that his physical strength was greatly damaged, he could not keep up with Jia Cong's rhythm. He only felt that his muscles and bones were sore and weak, and the gun barrel seemed to weigh a hundred kilograms.

Jia Cong laughed, and suddenly the gun flew out of his hand, shooting directly at his opponent's face.

Wow! The entire audience burst into exclamations at the same time.

Here you go again? Feng Bolie hurriedly bent down and raised his head to avoid it. He was secretly happy in his heart. Let's see what you can do to fight me after abandoning your gun. I told you to be in danger. Suddenly, I felt something was wrong with the wind, and a dark shadow flashed in front of me, and Jia Cong was already rushing towards me!
  Jia Cong stretched out his right palm and used Shang Xingyi's classic eagle catch to grab the barrel of his gun. He followed up with his left hand and made another eagle catch. As Feng Bo Lie straightened up, he grabbed his neck.

Feng Bo Lie was startled and wanted to twist his gun to fight back. After all, there was no lime powder on Jia Cong's fingers, so it didn't matter if he caught him. Suddenly he felt a pain in his throat, and it was as if there was an iron hoop around his neck. He looked at Jia Cong's cold eyes. , not daring to be stubborn anymore, gave up the gun and gave up with a wry smile.

"Jia Cong from Shenjing wins! This is the end of this martial arts examination. The results will be released in two days!"

Wang Jin in the audience nodded happily. With such a great disciple, there will be successors with his skills.

Jia Cong laughed, and unexpectedly he got the first place in the martial arts examination. He couldn't help but open his arms like an athlete who won a gold medal, and accepted the cheers and shouts of the audience.

Su Can and others rushed to the ring with laughter and threw him high into the sky.

Niu Jizong, the two princes, Princess Ruyi and others on the general stage smiled slightly and left one after another.

The audience had enough fun and filed out.

"Brother Cong, I really belong to you! At the last moment, I thought I was going to suffer." Su Can said with a smile.

"It's really wonderful. Only Zilong dares to use the strategy of abandoning the gun to lure the enemy." Zhao Lingkong sighed.

Deng Lei and others laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, that kid is already weak anyway, so even if you use your bare hands, you won't be afraid of him."

Jia Cong was finally put down, and he held up his hands and said with a smile, "I'm really lucky to have this title. I'll see you at Baihua Building when I go home and change my clothes. How about that?"

Everyone laughed in unison: "It's true, but I don't dare to ask my ears."
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  As soon as Jia Cong arrived home, he saw Lin Zhixiao leading a group of young servants and senior attendants to greet him and greet him.

"Congratulations to the third master for showing his power, defeating all the heroes in the world, and winning the first place in the examination!"

"Nonsense, how can you get the first place in the test? You are competing against the first place in the subject." Jia Cong laughed and cursed. He didn't dare to think about being the first place in the test. After all, he didn't score in the strength subject. He asked: "How come you are so well-informed?"

Lin Zhixiao said with a smile: "Today, Third Master Huan said that he was going to cheer for Third Master and went to the school field to watch the competition. I just came back and said that now the whole family knows about it."

Jia Cong smiled and nodded, such a big mouth.

Suddenly I heard a young boy coming to report: "Third Master, the old lady has invited me."

Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "Go back to the old lady and tell me that I stink of sweat and carefully stung the sisters. Wait for me to take a bath and change clothes, and then go see you."

"Yes."

Returning to her yard, as soon as she entered the door, she saw Qingwen happily greeting Fu Li and saying: "Congratulations to me for winning the first place!"

Jia Cong stretched out his hand to pull her up and said with a smile: "It's not worth mentioning. Is there any bath water? I'm covered in sweat."

"It's been prepared a long time ago." Qingwen said.

Jia Cong chuckled and said, "Come take a bath with me."

Qingwen said angrily: "Master, it's still daytime."

"Don't you need to take a shower during the day?" Jia Cong smiled, rolled his eyes and said, "I know you are thin-skinned, so why don't you just ask Qian Xue to come with you? She can't make fun of you anymore."

Qingwen blushed, gave him a white look, and ran to call Qianxue.

Jia Cong was also very tired today. He closed his eyes and took a bath under the service of two beautiful maids, changed his clothes, and then went to see Jia Mu.

In Rongqing Hall, he met Baochai, Daiyu and other sisters-in-law, received a lot of congratulations, and listened to Jia Mu's nagging. Jia Cong was thinking about the situation at Baihualou that night and ignored Baochai. , Daiyu's retaining gaze, and she hurriedly resigned.

"Thank you, old lady, for thinking about me. This martial arts examination is thanks to the blessings of my ancestors and the old lady. I think Cong will be on the list. Today, Cong is the host and has arranged a banquet with a few people of the same year, so I won't disturb the old lady."

Daiyu slightly pursed her lips and said, "You are a busy person. The sisters have agreed that we will congratulate you today, but you have to go out again."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Tomorrow, it will be the same again tomorrow. I don't know how to fly with my wings, and I'm afraid I won't be able to feed you."

The sisters all laughed.

"Since Third Brother has an appointment, it will be the same for us sisters to get together tomorrow." Tan Chun said with a smile.

The old lady nodded and said: "Go ahead and come back early, eat less and drink less, and don't mess around outside."

Jia Cong was busy.

Daiyu rolled her eyes at him and said, "He ran so fast, as if there was a tiger at home trying to eat him." Xiangyun covered her mouth and smiled, "Aren't you that tiger?"

"You Yun girl, you are teasing me, please let me spare you."

"Ah! Sister Bao, help me."

The sisters were fighting together. Baoyu shrank to one side and felt sad. Now that the sisters were all surrounding Brother Cong, he could no longer win the tears of his sisters.

When Jia Cong rode a lamp thousands of miles away and hurried to Baihua Tower, it was already the right time. The sky has already darkened, but the lanterns in Fengyuefang City are starting to turn on, and the light is bright. The laughter and laughter are endless.

The martial arts examination is over today. Regardless of whether they passed the examination or not, the candidates will come out to relax and have fun. Therefore, the high-end restaurants and brothels in Shenjing City are doing very well today.

Just as Jia Cong dismounted and handed the reins to Yan Shuangying, he suddenly heard the noise of singing and dancing inside quiet down. Immediately, several people started shouting and cursing. Then there was a loud roar, banging and banging sounds of fighting. I don't know how many tables and chairs were overturned and thrown down. How many cups and saucers were there.

All the prostitutes were scattered around, watching the excitement and cheering loudly without taking it too seriously.

Jia Cong hurriedly walked in and saw a dozen men fighting in a ball on the ground. The cups and plates were scattered on the floor, and the tables and chairs were overturned. Some of them were Su Can and Deng Lei. The others looked familiar and seemed to be Jin Kewu. Lift.

"Stop!" Jia Cong shouted, separated from the crowd and walked in.

When everyone saw him coming, they spontaneously divided into two groups.

"Zi Long."

"Brother Cong." Su Can and others hurriedly gathered around.

"What's going on?" Jia Cong asked.

Wei Wuji spat hard and said, "We were just sitting in the hall listening to music, waiting for you, when we saw these bastards forcing a little singing girl to accompany them while drinking, and...anyway, their behavior was unsightly. I couldn't stand it, so I got up and went over to yell at them. When they refused to accept it, they started fighting."

Jia Cong also knows that not all the girls in brothels today are prostitutes, and some are entertainers who make a living by singing and performing in restaurants, teahouses, brothels and other places every day. Just tap the house, it has nothing to do with prostitutes.

"What about the girl?"

Su Can and others looked up, shook their heads and said, "I guess they were afraid of getting into trouble and have already left."

Jia Cong nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Wuji has a warm heart, a chivalrous spirit, and a heroic spirit. Cong admires him."

Wei Wuji's old face turned red and he returned the courtesy: "Brother Zilong, that's a ridiculous compliment. It's just a casual thing, it's not worth anything."

Jia Cong turned to look at the other people, frowned and said: "As a scholar, with bad conduct and bullying, do you want to be shameless? You like fighting, don't you? Come on, come out, have a fight with grandpa! Someone come and get it Here comes the pen and ink, and I would like to ask all you fellow villagers to bear witness that I have made a life-or-death pledge with these bastards, and we will fight to the death right here!"

"Okay! The third master is so brave! Let these mud-legged men learn a lot." All the prostitutes cheered loudly.

Nowadays, which big restaurant or brothel doesn't know Jia Cong, the new wine supplier? Gui Gong hurriedly held up paper and pen.

Jia Cong sneered, wrote the words "life and death" in large characters, and signed his name. Mr. Turtle held it in front of several people on the opposite side.

Although those few people had extraordinary martial arts skills, they were not from a high background. They all blushed and were unable to advance or retreat even if they dared to fight against the children of the Duke's Mansion like Jia Cong in Shenjing City.

"Hey, it's so lively today. Brothers, since they are so aggressive, I think you have no choice but to retreat, so here goes. Don't worry about anything, I am Qi Zheng, the prince of Qingyang Hou, and I would like to be a witness for you. "

Qi Zheng, the prince of Qingyang Hou, Xiong Lin, the prince of Baoan Hou, Zhao Guan, the prince of Ningling Hou, Zhu Hong, the prince of Yingchuan Hou, and others walked in.

Qi Zheng glanced at Jia Cong with a sneer, then took up a pen and wrote a few words on the certificate of life and death: Witness: Qi Zheng.

Xiong Lin and others also smiled and stepped forward to sign their names.

The few officials had already heard their identities introduced by the followers in the Yamen, and they were convinced. With the support of these princes of Wuhou, what did they have to fear?
  One of them had a bad temper and couldn't bear it anymore. He stood out from the crowd and signed his name on the life and death certificate, Ding Sha.

Ding Sha was ranked sixth in the Hunan Provincial Martial Arts Examination. He was very good at martial arts. If he hadn't failed in the Literary Examination, he might have been a talented scholar.

"Third Master Cong, what points do you need from me, brothers, not for your sake, but for the sake of Mr. Ning Rong. Since you are being aggressive, please stop."

"Zilong, let me come. This is the man who was dirty and dirty just now. I must teach him a lesson." Wei Wuji was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he drew out the two swords on his back and was about to catch him.

"Is it possible for someone to take his place in a life-and-death battle?" Qi Zheng and the others asked sadly, "Do you think we and other witnesses are dead?"

Jia Cong smiled coldly, pushed Wei Wuji behind him, and said, "All you can do is raid the formation for me. Killing him is nothing more than killing chickens and dogs." After speaking, he walked up to the singing and dancing stage in the hall, hooked his fingers, "Come up and take the lead. die."

"Wu Law" stipulates that as long as two people sign a life and death certificate and duel in the presence of witnesses, life or death will not matter.

Therefore, Jia Cong dared to openly invite war. After experiencing the Yangzhou World War, he had full confidence in himself.

Ding Sha remembered that Jia Cong was quite competent in the key battles today, and was not afraid. He thought to himself, at your age, how can you be so good at martial arts, no matter how high you are? Without thinking, he jumped onto the stage and drew his sidearm, a single sword.

Jia Cong smiled coldly and slowly pulled out the sword from his waist. In the flash of cold light, Qingluan took out the sheath.

"What a knife!" The clients all exclaimed. Even from a distance, they could feel the sharp cold air on the blade.

With a knife in his hand, Jia Cong's demeanor changed drastically, becoming cold, confident, sharp, and ferocious, like a beast waiting to devour the chosen one.

Although Ding Sha was good at martial arts, he had never killed anyone in his life. When he saw that Jia Cong looked like a different person, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling a little weak in his heart, and even more regretful and impulsive. Seeing the name on the gold medal list, the future is bright, why bother to fight for this leisure time, what if you win?
  A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Jia Cong's lips. Feeling his opponent's hesitation, he shouted loudly and rushed forward. The man and his sword merged into one, turning into a bright crescent moon-like sword light, and struck down on the head.

Ding Sha gritted his teeth and raised his knife to block.

clang! There was a crisp sound, and a big hole was missing from the Baidu Steel Knife in his hand, which was split open.

Jia Cong's knife was heavy and he pulled it down, creating a long gash from his left shoulder to his right waist. Blood immediately poured out. Fortunately, it didn't go deep into his flesh. If the tip of the knife had been any deeper, he would have disemboweled him on the spot. .

Ding Sha didn't expect Jia Cong's sword skills to be so fierce, so his courage was gone and he retreated hurriedly.

Jia Cong sneered, and with a backhand move, the knife rolled over, and a palm flew up with a single knife, and blood spurted out from the fracture.

Wow! The onlookers and prostitutes couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"Good sword skills!" Su Can and others cheered in unison.

Ding Sha screamed and fell to the ground holding his severed wrist. Several of his companions rushed up and tore off their clothes to bandage his wounds. Now that my hand is broken, my future in this life is ruined. People with disabilities will not be used in the army.

Jia Cong held a sword in his arm, pointed the tip of the sword at those people, and said in a cold voice: "Fight or not? If you don't, if you come back, I will go on a killing spree this time."

Seeing how ruthless Jia Cong was, those few people dared to speak and carried Ding Sha away.

"Wait a minute!" Jia Cong shouted: "Pay for what I broke today!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Several people did not dare to argue and left the two of them to settle the compensation with the old bustard.

Everyone laughed, they dared to come to Shenjing to spread wild things even though they were so dirty.

Xiong Lin, Qi Zheng and others felt ashamed and wanted to give Jia Cong a stumbling block. Unexpectedly, Ding Sha could not help but hit him. He ignored Jia Cong and walked back to support everyone. .

The old bustard hurriedly came up to greet him and said with a smile: "Masters, everyone's place has been taken over by someone else today. I will arrange some red-card girls for you, okay?"

"Bastard, who dares to take advantage of everyone? Don't want to live anymore?" Qi Zheng and others said angrily.

"Me." Jia Cong came over with Su Can and others, and said with a smile: "I paid 20,000 silver to cover tonight. Seeing that you are also respectable people, why bother the old bustard?"

As he spoke, he looked at Qi Zheng and said, "Oh, my face is even more beautiful now that it's healed from the injury. But seeing as how much you guys have to dishonor a gambling debt of 10,000 silver, I can't afford a higher price even if I think about it. Poor guy! You're so naughty! Girl, these bargains are for you."

Jia Cong laughed, led everyone in, and gave Xiong Lin and others a good beating.

Qi Zheng, Xiong Lin, Zhu Hong and others crushed Jia Cong with their steel teeth, but there was nothing they could do against Jia Cong. He couldn't beat him, and he didn't have as much money. It was not so easy to use the power of the family. After all, the Hou Mansion was not the same now. It’s so fucking frustrating that they are in charge.

The five princes of the Hou Mansion glared at Jia Cong bitterly, turned around and left.
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  In Baihua Building and Qingyin Pavilion, Jia Cong led everyone straight to the third floor where Lan Wei met the guests alone.

The frightening bird bell hanging under the eaves of the attic jingled in the night wind, and the elegant and plain music came slowly, washing away the evil spirits that everyone had just felt.

"Master Cong, gentlemen, please take a seat. Serve tea." Seeing Jia Cong and others coming up, Lan Wei hurriedly stood up to greet them.

Jia Cong was used to seeing beautiful women, so he nodded slightly and said hello.

The other people stared at the beauty in front of them with wide eyes, not knowing where they were.

Today's Lanwei has obviously dressed up specially to welcome Jia Cong. She is wearing an elegant and elegant flying fairy bun, decorated with a few small green-gold lotus flowers, and a golden phoenix inlaid with jewels in its mouth. Shake, sway in action.

Wearing a blue satin floor-level gold embroidered double-breasted brocade robe, a moon-white landscape pattern dark flower pleated cotton silk skirt, and a pair of pink gold-embroidered cloud embroidered shoes, there is a bit of cuteness and playfulness in the noble and elegant look.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "My brothers have never seen such a beautiful lady as Lan, so don't be surprised if you are rude."

Lan Wei covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Since we are the third master's friend, how can the slave family blame me?"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses and lowered their heads, not knowing what to say.

Except for Su Can, the others were all very self-sufficient. They had almost never been to a brothel, let alone such a high-end brothel. How could they have seen such beautiful and beautiful people in the industry?

Su Can sighed: "I have lived in vain for 20 years. I have seen a lot of red girls in Guangzhou. I have never seen such a fairy like Mr. Lan. I am so rude. I hope you can forgive me."

"I am as beautiful as a willow tree, but I cannot deserve Mr. Su's praise." Lan Wei said with a smile.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Everyone must understand that Master Lan is talking about the Pu Liu from Yaotai, which is not a human thing."

Everyone smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Third Master! You come to make fun of the slave family again." Lan Wei said coquettishly, calling everyone to take their seats.

Jia Cong looked at the six small tables set up, which only contained tea and fruit snacks. He frowned slightly and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"Brother Cong, would it be disrespectful if you invite your host and I come back after eating?" Su Can said with a smile.

Jia Cong said: "That's right, I haven't eaten either. Master Lan, can you serve some food and wine? I'm very hungry now, and I have no interest in listening to your elegant art."

Lan Wei rolled her eyes at him and said in a low voice: "There is no smoke and fire here in the slave family. If it weren't for your enemy today, I would never make an exception." After saying this, he greeted the girl and asked someone to serve food and wine.

Jia Cong couldn't bear it, glanced at Lan Wei, and whispered: "If Cong got it right, is everyone teasing Cong?"

Lan Wei sneered, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "You are a little kid but a big kid." After saying that, he got up and went to greet the others.

She also watched the battle match today, and she has a common language with everyone. In addition, she is a well-rounded traveler. With just three or five words, everyone feels happy and regrets meeting each other.

After a while, the girl brought food and wine at a reasonable price. Everyone was already hungry, and they ate without caring about elegance or manners. Only Zhao Lingkong, who had a strict family education, still chewed slowly and very elegantly.

"Brothers, I would like to propose a toast to you all." Jia Cong took two bites of the food and picked up the wine glass.

"Zilong please, do it!" Everyone quickly put down their chopsticks and raised their glasses in response.

"Good wine!" After a few glasses of wine, everyone couldn't help but praise him.

"But it's just too difficult to buy. You have to be a member to buy it. I also want to take more home to eat." Su Can shook his head and sighed.

"And it's too expensive." Deng Lei, Zhang Yi, Wei Wuji and others said.

Lan Wei pursed her lips and said with a smile: "You still don't know that the big boss of this fairy wine shop is right in front of you. As long as he opens his mouth, how much wine will he have?"

Everyone was shocked: "Could it be Zilong..."

Jia Cong said: "A small industry is not worth mentioning. It's just a joke."

Everyone's eyes lit up and they all looked at Jia Cong with bad intentions.

Jia Cong laughed and said: "When brothers return home, how about each taking a hundred boxes? How about more? The output of this stuff is really not high now."

"Zilong is so cool!" Everyone was overjoyed and hurriedly toasted to each other.

After drinking for three rounds, Su Can suggested: "Brothers and I hit it off right away, and we have the same spirit. If you won't give up, why not use the treasured land of the Lan family to become brothers of the opposite sex, so that we can look after and support each other in the future?"

"Okay! I have this intention, but I don't know what you think, so I don't dare to speak." Wei Wuji said.

Everyone laughed and nodded in praise.

Jia Cong said: "Today I see all the brothers standing up and fighting for a female entertainer, and I admire her very much. It is really a great blessing in life to be able to marry you all. Everyone, Lan, is just a witness for us."

Lan Wei smiled and said: "I am very lucky to be able to attend such a grand event." After saying this, he asked the girl to bring the incense table, incense burner, incense candles, sacrifices and other items.

Jia Cong and others knelt down in front of the incense table, kowtowed three times and wished:
  "I, Jia Cong (Su Can, Deng Lei...), have become brothers of the opposite sex with all of you friends here today. From now on, we will share blessings and share hardships, trust each other in life and death, help each other in good and bad times, depend on each other in blessings and misfortune, and depend on each other in adversity. Support each other. Heaven and earth bear witness, and mountains and rivers are allies. If we violate this oath, heaven and earth will destroy us."

After everyone prayed, they each drank a glass of wine, looked at each other, and stood up with a smile.

"Since we are sworn brothers, there should be an order of seniority. I think we will sort them by age." Su Can said.

Deng Lei, the oldest, hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Since ancient times, the wise have come first. My brothers are all better than me in literary talent and martial arts. How can I dare to be the elder?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "In that case, no matter how old or young we are, we are all brothers. You can call them whatever you want, and feel free to do so."

The crowd nodded yes.

"Look!" Su Can suddenly pointed to the northeast outside the window.

Everyone hurriedly walked to the window and looked.

"Northern Xinjiang Fenghuo!" Su Can said solemnly, he was a tiger in the general door, who didn't know Fenghuo.

　The large chapters seem to scare off some book lovers, who are afraid of spending a lot of money to read the watery chapters. . . The number of follow-up orders has dropped a bit, (￣o￣). z Z In fact, I worry too much. I have something to say in every chapter and don’t write nonsense.

　　The only consideration in writing a long chapter is that it is easier to express, so as not to frequently break the chapter and affect the rhythm.

　　I’ll start working on small chapters tomorrow. I’ll spend a little more time breaking up the big chapters. . .

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)