Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 321 The counterattack begins

Jia Cong was criticized verbally and verbally by the girls, so he had to raise his hands and surrender: "Okay, okay, what you said is right, that's all."

Daiyu spat: "I call you Hu Yan, and I will punish you to tell us another story, as good as "The Condor"."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "It's not difficult, but is there any benefit? The storyteller also charges some money for tea, so why don't you just listen to the story for free?"

"Brother Cong, please tell me what you want." Xiang Yun said happily. She was now completely in love with martial arts novels.

Jia Cong looked at Daiyu and Baochai and smiled: "What should I want?"

The two of them immediately blushed and secretly cursed the bad guys.

Xiangyun was frank, but he couldn't understand the code words, and urged: "I'm so anxious, Sister Bao, what do you want, Brother Cong?"

Baochai spat: "He talks crazy things, don't pay attention to him."

"But I want to hear a story."

"..."

Tanchun was shrewd and well aware of the relationship between the three of them, so he smiled and said: "Yun'er, I think whether we can listen to the story depends on whether Sister Bao and Sister Lin are merciful."

"That makes sense." Yingchun and Xichun didn't know why, so they habitually agreed with Tanchun.

She is indeed a good sister. She knows how to help her brother. Jia Cong secretly laughed in his heart.

"Third girl, you are going crazy. What are you trying to do to me? I don't know how to tell stories." Daiyu said angrily and glanced at Baochai again. "You are my sister, it's your turn to speak."

Baochai glanced at her angrily, bit her lip, and said shyly, "If Cong'er has a story, you might as well tell her one."

"If it's not good, I won't be lenient." Daiyu said, you bastard, you are so proud of me.

Jia Cong laughed, "It will definitely be so good that you will be speechless."

"Hurry up and say it." Everyone said anxiously.

"Okay, I'll talk about one paragraph tonight. When Sister Bao and Yan'er pay their reward, I'll talk about the next paragraph. Of course, if you think it's not good, I won't take any money from you." Jia Cong said with a smile.

"Okay, let's see what tricks you come up with." Daiyu rolled her eyes and already made up her mind to refuse the bill.

Sample, you know nothing about the charm of Master Jin.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and said: "This story is called "Swordsman"."

"What a name!" Xiangyun clapped his hands and praised, "It must be a good story."

Everyone looked at Jia Cong attentively.

Jia Cong glanced at Baochai and Daiyu, and said slowly: "The age of this story is unknown. The only thing we know is that it originated in Fuzhou City, Fujian Province.

By the way, there is a time-honored escort agency in Fuzhou city that spans seven southeastern provinces, called Fuwei Escort Agency..."

……

Dang, Dang! The western clock outside struck twelve times.

Jia Cong took a sip of tea and stopped.

Everyone was listening with fascination and hurriedly urged: "Go on, how can Linghu Chong defeat the evil thief Tian Boguang? How can he rescue Yilin?"

Xiang Yun shook his head and said: "It's over, it's over. Linghu Chong's martial arts skills are so poor. If he doesn't have an expert to save him, he will be unlucky."

Tan Chun shook his head and said, "No, Linghu Chong is very alert and can't fight with his wits, so Tian Boguang may not be able to get him."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "It's getting late. Let's go back and rest. We'll talk about it later when we have free time." After that, he glanced at Daiyu and Baochai.

"Sister Bao, can you still listen to this story?"

"Bah! Every penny counts, you stingy guy." Daiyu said angrily.

How could Jia Cong be fooled? He shrugged and smiled.

"Third Brother (Third Brother)..." Everyone lamented, how could they sleep.

Although Baochai also wanted to listen, he had a calm temper. Seeing that it was late at night, he stood up and said with a smile: "Cong'er can't fly anymore. It will be the same if I listen to it another day. It's late at night, let's go back first, don't let the old lady You know, you’ll inevitably get scolded.”

Everyone was reluctant to stand up.

"Go slowly, don't send me off." Jia Cong said with a smile.

"Bastard." Daiyu walked past him and stepped on him deliberately.

"I'm free these days. If Sister Bao and Qi'er want to listen, come early tomorrow." Jia Cong said with a smile.

When Bao and Dai heard this, they spat secretly and hurried away.

After sending everyone away, Qingwen and others served Jia Cong to change clothes and go to bed.

Wanyan'a hugged Jia Cong's arm and said coquettishly: "Sir, if you still want to hear it, can you please say a little more."

Jia Cong pinched her buttocks and said with a smile: "No. I said it, and you tell them again, how can I sell it for money?"

"We promise not to tell." Qingwen hurriedly pointed to the sky and swore.

"I believe you. You guys don't have a big chest, and you can figure it out in just two sentences." Jia Cong smiled and poked Qingwen's bulging chest a few times.

"I'm so annoying." Qingwen covered her chest and took a step back.

Jia Cong smiled and waited for a good price tomorrow. If he updated it every day, he could make a lot of money.

Let these girls know what serialization is and what the pain of chasing updates is.
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The next day, Jia Cong got up early in the morning and saw the north wind howling outside the house, heavy snowfall, fluffy catkins in the sky, and a silvery white sky everywhere.

"It's snowing heavily! Bring me the gun!" Jia Cong said happily.

Yan Shuangying hurriedly fetched the tiger-headed three-sided armor-piercing gun.

Jia Cong gave a light scold, jumped down from the snow, shook out the big gun, and tens of thousands of pear blossoms popped up from the tip of the gun, crushing the flying snow in the sky.

But I saw the shadow of the gun flying in the air, making a hissing sound, getting faster and faster as it danced, and the continuous sound of breaking through the air actually suppressed the sound of the wind.

Suddenly, he heard Jia Cong shout loudly, and he summoned up his spiritual strength. His body was like a tiger, and his spear was like a dragon. People walked with the spear, and the spear moved with the shadow, and the sharp edge enveloped the surrounding area several feet away.

I don’t know whether the person moved the gun or the gun moved the person.

Suddenly, the force of the gun changed again, from a violent storm to a gentle breeze and drizzle. The dense shadows of the gun were collected within one foot, intertwined into a gun net, and the snowflakes in the sky were unable to fall, and were broken bit by bit by the tip of the gun.

Jia Cong was immersed in the perfection of his marksmanship, without any distractions. He didn't know how long he had been practicing, but he felt that his blood and energy were rushing all over his body, and his muscles and bones were slightly sore before he put away his gun and stood up.

With secret joy in my heart, Wang Jin taught me the spear technique:

In the first level of realm, the spear shoots out like a dragon, filled with thousands of pear blossoms.

The second level of realm is to use clumsiness to defeat skill and return to nature.

The third level: do whatever you want, do whatever you want.

I have been practicing hard for several years, and unknowingly I have broken through to the second level, and can advance to the realm of doing whatever I want.

A big gun can be strong or soft, long or short, fast or slow, sparse or dense, light or heavy.

Coupled with his own magical power, considering how big the world is, it is difficult to encounter an opponent, Jia Cong thought with pride.

"Okay!" Suddenly there was a burst of cheers from around.

I don't know when Baochai, Daiyu, Xiangyun, Sanchun and other sisters were standing in front of Rongxi Hall.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, knowing why they came. He threw the gun away and said with a smile: "Why are you blocking my door so early in the morning?"

Everyone followed him into the house and encouraged Xiangyun to talk.

Xiangyun glared at everyone and said with a smile: "I heard that my third brother is very powerful, so I came here to watch. He is indeed comparable to Zhao Zilong. I wonder if he can beat Tian Boguang?"

Jia Cong laughed and flicked her forehead with his finger.

snort! Xiangyun snorted, covered his forehead, and stamped his feet. Qingwen came forward with a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and Qianxue brought him hot water to wash him.

Jia Cong walked inside and took off his clothes, "I'm changing clothes, so don't follow me."

Everyone had to wait outside.

Seeing Jia Cong change his clothes and come out, Xiangyun hurriedly went over and twisted his hand and said, "Brother Cong, tell us some more stories."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "You go back first, I'll discuss the price with Sister Bao and Yan'er."

Tanchun and others covered their mouths with a smile and said: "That's all. In order for everyone to listen to the story, Sister Bao and Sister Lin will just be generous. We all agree with you. There is one more thing to do today. Tomorrow is the second day of the new year. , is the official day of our poetry club, please be sure to attend, Third Brother."

"Huh? Well... I can go get some food. Write poetry... I'm not interested in poetry." Jia Cong hurriedly declined.

Xiangyun smiled and said, "You don't have to write poems. Just tell us stories."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "That's easy. It's not worth sending you off once. Anyway, the story is long." After saying this, he looked at Baochai and Daiyu with evil intentions.

Everyone went away laughing.

Bao and Dai blushed and wanted to leave, but were held back by Jia Cong.

"Why are you leaving? I haven't given you the money for yesterday's tea yet. You two ladies, you can't afford to default on your debt."

Qingwen, Qianxue and others pursed their lips and smiled, quietly went out to guard the door, and closed the door behind them.

"You are really getting bolder. You are not afraid of people seeing you in broad daylight." Baochai said angrily.

"That makes sense, let's go inside." Jia Cong chuckled and pulled the two girls into the back bedroom.

But Baochai and Daiyu suddenly turned cold and looked awe-inspiring.

Jia Cong secretly thought it was going to be bad and quickly let go.

Sure enough, Daiyu sneered and said, "Master Cong regards us as just for his entertainment."

"Zhen'er, I didn't..."

Baochai frowned and said, "Now I am even more disrespectful. I will go back first." After that, he left.

"Sister Bao, wait for me. I won't pay attention to this scoundrel." Daiyu sneered and went with Baochai.

Jia Cong smiled bitterly. He miscalculated. He thought he could kill two birds with one stone, but he didn't catch a single hair.

It's better to get along alone on weekdays. Bao and Dai are in the same room and care about each other's appearance, so how can they allow themselves to be presumptuous.

It is true that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers...
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The tenth year of Xifeng, the eighth day of the first lunar month.

The holidays always go by so fast, and it’s time to go to work in the blink of an eye.

"Master, please mount your horse." Yan Shuangying brought a lantern from a thousand miles away.

Jia Cong nodded, flicked his cloak, and got on his horse with a smile on his lips.

Thinking about the book "Swordsman" that I read every day these days, it always stops at the most fascinating point, which makes everyone hate it.

Baochai and Daiyu had no choice but to accept their fate and let themselves wipe out a lot of oil.

Jia Cong has also learned to be smart. He no longer insists on killing two birds with one stone, but divides and conquers. As expected, there is no disadvantage.

"My face is full of spring breeze today, but is there any happy event?" Yan Shuangying said with a smile.

Jia Cong recited proudly: "There is a beautiful woman, and when you see her, you will never forget her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy."

Zhang Yuanba and Yan Shuangying looked at each other with blank expressions on their faces, but that didn't stop them from clapping their hands together and saying, "The third master is so talented!"

"You bastard, you're just flattering me! I didn't write it." Jia Cong laughed and scolded.

Zhang Yuanba scratched his head and smiled.

Yan Shuangying said with a smile: "Third Master can recite poems better than others."

"The third master is good at reciting poems." All the soldiers said in unison.

Jia Cong pointed at everyone with a smile, shouted softly, and rode away.

Everyone hurriedly followed.

At the same time, on Chang'an Avenue, the left deputy censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Shi Xiangce, was not in a good mood. Early in the morning, a number of 10 or 20 people stopped his sedan chair and surrounded him in the middle of the street to complain.

"Your Majesty, we have been wronged, please make the decision!"

"Please seek justice, Lord Censor!"

"Sir, we were wronged!"

……

"You bastard! How dare you stop me when you know it's an adult's sedan?! Get out of here, I'm going to file a complaint with you and go to Shuntian Mansion!"

Xiang Ce's attendants and servants pulled the woman lying in front of the sedan away.

"Get out of the car! If you don't get out, I'll punish one of you for the crime you committed!"

"Sir, I beg you to redress your injustice!"

Everyone knelt on the ground and begged, refusing to let Xiang Ce leave.

Seeing more and more people watching, Xiang Ce reluctantly got off the sedan and said, "Get up and block the road like this to ask for help. How unbecoming is it? If you have anything to say, come back to the Yamen with me."

"Thank you sir for your kindness."

Everyone hurriedly stepped aside and followed the sedan step by step.

"Sir Vice President, this is the petition from those unruly people just now."

Jing Cheng carefully presented a large stack of papers, looked at Xiang Ce's face, and said, "It's for the 'short warehouse case' that year."

After saying that, he quickly stepped aside and stood with his hands solemnly, not even daring to breathe.

Xiang Ce frowned, and the whole story of that big case came to mind again. At that time, he was just a mere censor of Jiangnan Province and a seventh-grade official.

In the last years of Changtai, there were reports from imperial officials that Chang Pingcang, the capital city, suffered a huge deficit, which was shocking. The Supreme Emperor ordered the Third Division to check. It doesn't matter if they don't check. This will lead to big things.

After investigation, it was found that the grain storage bags in dozens of Changping warehouses in Shenjing were all filled with sand. This was a shortage of millions of stones of grain, and it had lasted for nearly twenty years.

From the officials in Shuntian Prefecture, Wanping County, Wannian County, Guancang, to the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Minister, the provincial ministers, the chief minister, the secretary, and the Cangchang Yamen, no one at the top or bottom was clean.

Those who colluded with the court officials and stole and sold official food were also the major gentry, aristocratic families, and noble clansmen in Shenjing City.

When the officials involved in the case saw the Sanfa Division interrogating him, they showed no fear and laughed freely. When asked, they said: Why not ask Yoshitaka Chitose?

At that time, Prince Yi Zhong was the crown prince. Who dared to ask?

Seeing that all the clues and evidence pointed to the prince, the then General Xian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Great Sikou, the Minister of Dali Temple and others were already frightened. While releasing all those involved in the case, they secretly reported to Emperor Changtai and asked for a holy ruling.

Emperor Changtai knew that the case was too involved and if a thorough investigation was carried out, it would inevitably shake the foundation of the country, so he hinted that the Third Division should focus on the overall situation, seize the small ones and magnify them, and calm down the matter.

For some reason, Prince Yi Zhong was greatly stimulated, thinking that Emperor Changtai wanted to abolish the throne, so he took a desperate risk, which eventually led to a palace coup.

The prince, who had placed high hopes on him, intended to regicide and rebel. Although his success failed, Emperor Changtai was also severely hit. His body was weak and he simply passed on the throne and retreated to the deep palace.

In the first year of Xifeng, the four provinces of Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong and Henan were hit by disasters one after another. There was a burst of the Yellow River, a plague, and a severe drought. Thousands of miles of bare land, people died of hunger everywhere, people exchanged their sons for food, and many people sold their wives and daughters.

Millions of victims flocked to Shenjing, but the Ministry of Household Affairs could not provide a single grain of food for relief, and the empty warehouse case finally broke out.

Emperor Xifeng was furious and ordered a thorough investigation. He chopped off hundreds of heads overnight and confiscated dozens of wealthy families before he could collect enough money for disaster relief.

As a result, the number of officials and officials who were implicated, demoted, dismissed from office, accidentally killed, and mistakenly copied are even more numerous.

Even the three chief seal officials at that time were guilty of following the rules, knowing the law and breaking it, bending the law and being lenient, and betraying the grace of God. They were all dismissed from office and had their homes confiscated.

This case can be called the largest case in the Xifeng period, and it is also an extremely rare case since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

(End of this chapter)