Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 236 The First Warrior 2
  Wanyan Tong smiled and said, "Master Jia, fellow clan leaders, shall we go see this year's warriors?"

Jia Cong became interested and said with a smile, "That's exactly what I meant."

When everyone left the hall, they saw dozens of strong and powerful men standing in the open space at the door. They were the elite warriors selected from various tribes in this year's Yaiji Conference. They were bowing to salute the heads of each tribe and say hello.

Wanyan Tong smiled and said: "All the warriors are my true-hearted good men. You all know the rules of the conference. Let us wait and see who can win the honor of the first warrior. Let's start the competition!"

He was speaking Jurchen. Just as Jia Cong was looking for a translator, a petite figure suddenly entered the crowd beside him, took his arm and translated for him in a low voice. It was Wan Yanshan.

Jia Cong was slightly startled, seeing her clothes changed, and smiled: "Did you go and change clothes?"

Wanyanshan pursed her lips and nodded with a smile.

Dozens of Jurchen warriors then drew lots to compete in the competition. The events were simple, namely wrestling and archery.

Jia Cong looked bored and couldn't bear to be absent, so he turned to talk to Wan Yanshan.

"Is that rouge fire dragon beast obedient?"

Wanyanshan pursed her lips slightly when she heard this and said, "Not good."

Jia Cong asked curiously: "Why is it bad? Didn't you like it very much last time?"

Wanyanshan rolled her eyes at him and angrily ignored him.

Jia Cong laughed dumbly. He was really a woman's heart-throb. One moment he liked it to death, and the next moment he didn't like it anymore. He asked again: "As you said last time, you can tame a sea turtle for me. Do you have any clues about it?" "

Wanyanshan lightly stomped her feet and said, "You think Haidongqing is so easy to catch, no!"

Jia Cong joked: "If I can't get it out, I will use you to pay off the debt. I heard people say that you Jurchens have the custom of robbing marriages. If you don't give me Haidongqing, I will come to rob you. I guess you Even the warriors in the clan can’t defeat me.”

Wan Yanshan's face turned red and she spat at him, "Scoundrel! If you dare to rob me, I will let Xiaoxue peck you."

"What is Xiaoxue?"

"My Haidongqing."

"Isn't it called Xiaobai? You have two of them?"

Wanyanshan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xiaoxue belongs to my sister, and she also listens to my words."

Jia Cong said with envy: "I saw it when I came in just now. Many people in your clan have eagles on their shoulders. You said it was hard to catch them. You are obviously trying to coax me."

Wan Yanshan rolled her eyes, leaned into Jia Cong's ear and said, "Later, if you defeat that most annoying man, I will give you a sea turtle. How about it?" Then she pointed to the decision maker on the open space. The first warrior to come out.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this? It's just that this is your grand gathering, and I'm not a Jurchen, so I won't end up in a bad way."

Wanyanshan smiled and said, "He will deliver it to the door himself."

As she spoke, she hugged Jia Cong's waist affectionately, put his arm on her waist, tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder. The man was handsome and the woman was pretty, a perfect match.

The Jurchen man who won in the end was raising his arms proudly and accepting the cheers from everyone. Suddenly, among the clan leaders on the steps, a Han Chinese boy in gorgeous clothes was hugging the pearl of the Black Water Tribe.

Although he knew that the other party had a noble status, he couldn't help but walked up to him, pointed at Jia Cong and said loudly: "Let go of sister Wanyan, she is my wife! You Han, you are so rude!"

"How dare you! How dare you be rude to the Lord Guard!" Hearing this, Lei Tai and others' expressions suddenly darkened, and they took a step forward and shouted.

Thousands of Jurchens on the sidelines couldn't help but fell silent. The lively atmosphere just now disappeared, and they all looked at the field in silence.

Wendihanda, the leader of the Mohe Jurchen clan, was upset by this simple-minded tribesman, and she felt cold. She yelled angrily: "Abuhan! How can you be rude to this distinguished guest! Why don't you apologize to me!"

Jia Cong is now the God of Wealth. Although the Jurchens are not as smart as the Han people, they are not stupid enough to offend the God of Wealth.

Abuhan rubbed his neck and said loudly: "My lord, I can't tolerate him hugging my wife! Unless he is better than me."

"Why don't you kneel down and apologize to me? Do you want to try the clan law?"

Wen Dihanda's lungs almost exploded with anger. Don't say that your matter has not yet been accomplished, it will be accomplished. For the benefit of the clan, what does a woman mean? This stupid ass!

Jia Cong was stunned and whispered: "Sister Wanyan, are you married?"

Wanyanshan sneered and said, "Listen to his bragging. According to the rules of the Yaici Conference, the First Warrior can propose to any girl on the spot, but I didn't agree to it. Brother Jia, defeat him quickly, or he won't dare in the future." It’s annoying me.”

Jia Cong smiled and nodded, saying: "This... Wen..."

"Sir, I'm Windihanda, please give me your instructions."

Jia Cong said: "Clan Chief Wen, I think the warriors of your tribe are very strong, so it's not good to force him to bow his head. Since today is the Yaoji Conference and he has challenged me, why not let us Han warriors compete with the warriors of your tribe?" how?"

Wanyan Tong, Wen Dihanda and other clan leaders hurriedly smiled and said, "I can't ask for it."

With Jia Cong's current status, how could he personally fight with a barbarian? He smiled and said: "Yuanba, go and play with him."

Zhang Yuanba put down the copper hammer, rubbed his hands, walked down with a smile, hooked his fingers and said: "Boy, come on."

It was not uncommon for Zhang Yuanba to be taller and stronger than him, but he was not afraid. Wrestling was not about being tall. He rushed over and grabbed the clothes on Zhang Yuanba's chest. He stumbled and twisted his body, trying to throw him four times. Feet in the air. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanba seemed to have roots under his feet. He allowed A Buhan to complete a set of movements without moving at all.

A Buhan's face turned red and he kept pushing hard. He felt as if he was moving a mountain, and he couldn't move even half a inch.

Everyone in the audience burst out laughing. They had all fallen from childhood to adulthood. It was impossible to see the huge gap between Abuhan and his opponent. This Han man was really powerful.

Zhang Yuanba chuckled and said, "Are you tired of it? Then I'll take action."

He didn't know how to throw it, so he just grabbed it with both hands, held up his belt, lifted Abuhan high above his head, spun it around twice, and threw it to the ground.

A Buhan was disgraced from the fall, but he was not injured at all. He quickly got up, stared at Zhang Yuanba and jumped forward again. This time he learned to be smart, no longer reckless, but instead wandered around his opponent, looking for flaws.

Countless spectators around him cheered him up. After all, he was the number one warrior of the Jurchens this year. If he lost too badly, everyone would be disgraced.

Zhang Yuanba stood with his feet slightly apart, his hands folded in front of his chest, and ignored him.

It was rare that the other party was so arrogant, and he couldn't help it. He pounced on Zhang Yuanba from behind again, inserted his foot between Zhang Yuanba's legs, crouched slightly, hugged his waist with both hands, then kicked his legs suddenly to stand up, and stood back As soon as I pulled it out, I wanted to fall across the bridge.

Zhang Yuanba made a thousand-jin drop, which was like an iron tower and as stable as Mount Tai.

He casually fished it back, grabbed Abuhan's neck, lifted it from behind to the front like a chicken, and grabbed his belt with the other hand, and lifted it up and threw it out like before.

This time he used a little more force. A Buhan was knocked unconscious for a while and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Okay!" Wan Yanshan cheered and praised, "This big guy is so awesome."

Abuhan stood up with the help of his tribesmen. He did not dare to speak harshly and said, "I will not compete with him in terms of brute strength or archery skills."

Zhang Yuanba laughed, clapped his hands and stood behind Jia Cong again.

Jia Cong raised his chin slightly, and Xie Hui stepped out and said, "How do you want to compete?"

Abuhan asked someone to place a wild persimmon on a tree branch a hundred steps away, drew his bow and shot. The arrow accurately shot through the persimmon, and everyone clapped and applauded.

Jie Hui smiled slightly and asked someone to bring a persimmon, tie it with a string, hang it on the same branch, and then move the persimmon from side to side.

All the Jurchens were secretly frightened. Shooting at a moving target from a hundred paces away was much more difficult than shooting at a fixed target. Abuhan would never be able to do this.

A Buhan was also surprised. Is this Han so good at shooting?

Jian Hui walked back and forth for two steps, then suddenly nocked an arrow, opened the bow, and fired, all in one go. Under the powerful power of the three-stone bow, the arrow turned into a bolt of lightning, passing a hundred steps away in an instant, passing through the middle of the string, and hanging on the The persimmon in mid-air suddenly fell to the ground.

oh! ah! The Jurchens couldn't help but let out a series of exclamations. This... shot of a swinging string a hundred steps away was unimaginable and unheard of. They all looked at Jie Hui with admiration and admiration.

A Buhan was so heartbroken that he dropped his bow and arrow and said, "I lost."

Windyhanda breathed a sigh of relief and scolded: "Those who don't know etiquette should not apologize to Mr. Jia."

Abuhan said with an unyielding expression, "Chief, it was these two warriors who defeated me, not him. I don't accept it."

"You!" Wendihanda almost had a heart attack, but Jia Cong hurriedly waved his hand to stop him.

"Is that so? Let me ask you, can you raise Haidongqing?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

"Haitongqing is a good helper for hunting. Which Jurchen warrior doesn't? Why do you ask?" Abuhan rolled his eyes.

"Okay. If someone wants to snatch the prey captured by your Haidongqing and says that it was not you who killed it, will you accept it?"

"Bah, I naturally hunted the prey that my Haidongqing raised. This is a truth that even a three-year-old knows." A Buhan said angrily.

Jia Cong said: "Then why are you dissatisfied? My subordinates are better than you, which means that I am better than you. They are my Haidongqing. Why are you dissatisfied? Could it be that you are not even as good as a three-year-old child?" ?”

All the Jurchens laughed, which was reasonable.

Abuhan was stunned. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find the words to refute, so he had to bow down and apologize.

Jia Cong smiled at Wanyan Tong and said, "This boy is silly and a little cute. Lord Patriarch, please reward him with a bottle of wine for me."

Wanyan Tong smiled and ordered someone to bring wine.

A Buhan gained some face, felt a little happier, and retreated peacefully.

At this point, the sky was getting dark.

Wanyan Tong then ordered a bonfire to be lit and wine and food served. The night carnival officially began, and countless young men and women went to spend the night together.

The clan leaders hugged Jia Cong and returned to the hall. Suddenly a girl ran in, took Jia Cong's other hand, and said to Wanyanshan: "You nuisance, see if I don't beat you."

Jia Cong was stunned, why is Wan Yanshan here again, is the Monkey King real or fake?
  "Wanyanshan" smiled and hid behind Jia Cong and said, "Brother Jia, I am real, she is fake."

Wanyanshan was furious and surrounded Jia Cong and chased the other "Wanyanshan".

(End of this chapter)