Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 20 Asking for help from Feng Tang
  Jia Cong returned to the yard, ordered Qingwen to put away the medicine, and took out the package of "Mongolian sweat medicine". After thinking for a while, Qin Keqing didn't need so much, so he poured out half of it, wrapped it and put it into his boots. Wei Xiaobao walked Keep one of the three magic weapons of Jianghu with you first, maybe you will need it one day, hehe.

Qingwen saw his weird smile and said, "I'm thinking of something bad again."

"How can you not tell that I am a serious person?"

It's weird if you believe me. Qingwen rolled her eyes at him and said, "Why did you buy so many more medicines? Do you want to eat them?"

"Hey, this is life-saving medicine, and I didn't take it."

"Huh? Who ate that?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

Qingwen snorted and was very dissatisfied with him for showing off. She twisted her waist and sat aside, and went to work as a female celebrity.

Jia Cong still puts on his sandbag vest and goes out to practice. Now his body is almost healed and he can do intensive training, but he has been thinking about something these days.

In the kung fu I learned in my previous life, I practiced the most in boxing, less in swordsmanship, and almost never in gun and stick skills. However, in this era, it was just the opposite. Boxing and kicks were not so important. The key was that gun and stick skills were the only way to truly defeat the king. In the affairs of the world, it is hard work to gain fame both in life and in life. I happen to be the weakest in this aspect, so I need to learn from another famous teacher.

He also looked at the martial arts guards in the mansion, such as that bullshit "monument smasher" Lei Heng, who could break several bricks with one palm. In his opinion, they were just acrobatics tricks. If he was like the one before him, Compared with other people in the world, Jia Cong is sure to kill him instantly with one move. You can't learn anything from him. You have to learn from the masters in the military to learn some real skills.

I'm afraid this will have to fall on Jia Zheng. Jia Cong doesn't know anyone outside now, and the only human connection he can use is Jia Zheng.

After dinner, Baozhu came to see Jia Cong on time.

Jia Cong retired and ordered Qingwen to go out and guard. Explain the efficacy and usage of each medicine clearly, and then say: "Go back to your grandma, I have come up with a two-pronged strategy for her. Taking these two medicines can make the menstrual fluid flow freely, which should protect her from Yu..."

"But our grandma has just had her menstruation, and she still has to wait for another twenty days." Baozhu was a little worried.

"So this requires two other medicines. This is the sweat medicine. Just a little bit on your fingernail and placed in tea, wine and food can immediately make people sleepy for at least two hours. While they are sleeping, give them this dust-breaking pill. Take it and give him seven or eight pills at a time to ensure that he won't miss women for ten days."

"Will anything happen if you take these medicines?" Bao Zhu felt a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, they are all good medicines. There are only benefits and no harm from taking them."

Baozhu then left with peace of mind, and quietly returned to Dongfu through the back door under the cover of night.

Huifang Garden, Tianxiang Building

Qin Keqing asked about the reason and said with a smile: "Uncle Cong is indeed very witty and thoughtful. If you do this, as long as you survive this month, you will be fine."

Baozhu said: "My grandma, Uncle Cong said that this is a temporary solution to an urgent need. It can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. And how can you take this medicine that stimulates menstrual bleeding for a long time? Although there are nourishing medicines, they are ultimately harmful to the body. A couple of months is fine, if it goes on for a long time, it may lead to the root cause of the disease."

Qin Keqing sighed quietly and said: "It is very valuable that Uncle Cong can think of this method immediately. Now I have to take it one step at a time. I only hope that my body can last until Uncle Cong can think of a way to solve it once and for all. If not, I can only You can only blame me for my poor fate."

At that moment, Qin Keqing took out a powder box, filled it with sweat medicine after emptying it, and carried it with him in case of emergency. Now, she can't rely on anyone but herself.
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  In the evening of the next day, Jia Cong looked at Jia Zheng and hurriedly ran to his outer study to ask for an audience.

Jia Zhengzheng, Bu Guxiu, Shan Pinren, Zhan Guang, Cheng Rixing and other Qing guests discussed the art of painting and calligraphy with great interest. When they heard that Jia Cong asked for an audience, they rushed to invite him in.

"Cong pays homage to the master, hello gentlemen."

Before Jia Zheng could say anything, these people rushed to say: "Hey, Mr. Cong, several of us have read your poems and essays. They are really spiritual, transparent and extraordinary. Without a big heart and literary talent, we would never be able to write them. of."

"If I don't speak first when spring comes, no insect will dare to make a sound. Only a great hero can't do these two sentences. Their soaring momentum is about to burst out of the paper. I think the day when Mr. Cong will fly into the sky is not far away."

"I am sending my message to Han Xing, but I am recommending Xuanyuan with my blood. These two sentences are extraordinary. I don't think the princes in the court can make such a red-blooded and loyal sentence, right?"

"This statement is extremely true. It must be thanks to Zheng Ping's daily teachings that the future generations will emerge in large numbers. We admire them."

Several people praised him, causing Jia Zheng to wave his hands in humility, and from time to time he would twist his beard and smile and nod his head, as if he was drunk and floating in the clouds.

Jia Cong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These people were really proficient in flattery. He coughed twice and said, "Gentlemen, this is ridiculous. Cong owes everything to his teachings and guidance. He dare not be complacent." "Third Master is too humble." .”

"Master, Cong came here to ask for something." Jia Cong was too lazy to pay attention to them and said with cupped hands.

"Oh? What's the matter? It doesn't matter if you say it." Jia Zheng was brought back to reality and asked.

Seeing that the two of them had something to say, several Qing Kes said goodbye and left with a wink.

"Cong has gained some kung fu due to his great master's inspiration, but Cong's aptitude is dull and he has forgotten all about the gun and stick skills taught by his great master. I have come here to beg you to find a famous teacher in the army for me so that I can learn some real skills. "

Jia Zheng twisted his beard and nodded, saying: "This is easy. I will order someone to take my name card to visit Uncle Dingyuan."

"Who is Uncle Dingyuan?"

"The current Shenwu General Feng Tang is one of the founding heroes of the country. He is a family friend of ours. His son Ziying is familiar with Baoyu."

Jia Cong nodded, it turned out to be him.
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  Early the next morning, Jia Zheng called Jia Cong: "Last night, your uncle Feng Shishu sent someone to reply and said that he was free this morning. I would take you to visit him right away."

Seeing that Jia Zheng took his own affairs so seriously, Jia Cong was quite moved. He bowed and said, "Cong, thank you for your love."

Jia Zheng waved his hand and said, "You are the son of the Jia family. You have to study hard and make progress. If my uncle doesn't help you, why don't I stop you?"

The two of them got in the car and walked through two streets to Dingyuan Uncle's Mansion.

Shenwu General Feng Tang followed the two of them outside the ceremony gate, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Cunzhou, congratulations on the birth of Lin'er from your mansion again, I'm so envious."

Jia Zheng hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "Brother Shi, you are overly praised. It's all due to the virtues of the ancestors and the support of relatives and friends. How can the descendants of the future generations do anything. Brother Cong, I haven't come to see you Uncle Feng Shi yet."

Jia Cong hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Cong, please give my regards to Uncle Shi." Seeing that Feng Tang was in his forties, he was tall, with a purple face, thick joints, a faint glint in his eyes, and an imposing manner. He was obviously a fierce general in the army. .

Feng Tang stretched out his big hand, helped him up, and said with a smile: "A good nephew doesn't need to be polite." Seeing Jia Cong's clear and upright eyes, full of energy, and tall and straight posture, he secretly sighed in his heart that he is such a young man.

"The reputation of my wise nephew has been very popular these days. A poem about frogs and two heroic words made even me, a martial artist, look up to him with admiration. It is true that a hero comes from a young age."

Jia Zheng said with a smile: "It's just a fluke. Don't take it seriously. Brother, please don't spoil him." Although he was humble in his mouth, his face was full of smiles. He had encountered this kind of situation frequently recently. Something happened at home. A young man who was famous for his poems and essays, he was also honored.

After all, Jia Cong has an adult mind and does not take these polite words to heart. He said: "Uncle Shi does not dare to accept his love. Cong is young and has little knowledge. He has written these crooked poems and is already at his wits end. Uncle Shi will be needed in the future." If you give me some advice, you won't go astray."

Jia Zheng nodded slightly, secretly praising the child for answering questions appropriately and not being a martial artist.

Feng Tang gave him a higher look and hurriedly asked the two of them to sit down in the hall and talk in detail.

Jia Zhengdao: "Brother Shi is not polite in front of my younger brother. I think Brother Shi also knows that Duke Rongguo asked Meng to pass on his art the day before yesterday."

Feng Tang nodded and looked at Jia Cong: "I've heard about it, but I didn't expect that such magical things really exist in the world."

"Now I want to ask my eldest brother to find a famous teacher for him in the army and teach him some battlefield skills so that he won't waste his time."

Feng Tangqi said: "Since the late Duke Rong has passed down the skills, who can teach him his skills? Who dares to teach them?"

Jia Zheng looked at Jia Cong.

"I'm ashamed to say what Uncle Hui Shi said. In the dream, the great master did pass down the kung fu, but Cong's qualifications were so poor that he had forgotten 50% to 60% of it when he woke up. Now he only remembers some fists, kicks, and sword skills, but all the gun and stick skills are in his mind. I don’t know, Cong thought that if he wanted to win on the battlefield, how could he not use a gun and a stick? So I begged you to bring me to ask Uncle Shi for a favor."

"That's it." Feng Tang said with a smile: "Don't be upset. You are lucky to have this opportunity. How can you be perfect in everything? Isn't it easy for our noble children to learn to use guns and clubs? Let me tell you personally, tomorrow morning, if you hold on to My post is to go to him and learn from him. He is both a veteran in the army and an old member of the Ning Kingdom. Now he is the instructor in our Yulin Guards. His skills are rare even among the hundreds of thousands of troops in the entire capital. He just has a bad temper. If you have learned a lot, he may not be willing to teach others, but if you go there, he will definitely teach you everything he has."

Jia Cong was overjoyed and hurriedly took the invitation.

(End of this chapter)