Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 33
  After coming out of the Zhenguo Palace, Jia Cong felt that his trip was well worth it. Not only did he understand the situation facing the distinguished family, but what moved him deeply was what Niu Jizong said: love, family background, and the emperor's family. Love is not yours, only MG is yours.

If a concubine wants to get ahead, he has to fight for fame and title. He can earn fame and title by himself. If he cannot inherit the title, he can also earn it by himself.

Jia Huan was overjoyed on the side and whispered: "Third brother, should we go and pawn the treasure we got today?"

Jia Cong glared at him: "Are you interested in money? No matter what, you have to go back and let the old lady take a look before taking action. And you are not short of money, so what are you doing?"

"Didn't I learn this from you?" Jia Huan scratched his head and laughed.

Jia Cong said: "Okay, don't learn. It's not like I have no choice but to be a pawn. I get up early every day to practice Qigong. Why don't you learn from me?"

"What's the use of learning that stuff?" Jia Huan asked.

Jia Cong chuckled, leaned over and whispered in his ear.

Jia Huan's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"That's natural. This is what my grandfather told me. Otherwise, why would I be working so hard?" Jia Cong laughed.

"Okay, then I'll come and learn from you tomorrow."

The two brothers were chatting and laughing. They had arrived at Ningrong Street and passed by the clan school. They heard the commotion coming from inside. Jia Cong didn't want to care about it, but Jia Huan insisted on going to watch the fun.

I had no choice but to follow him in and saw that it was a mess inside, with paper, pens and ink scattered on the floor, inkstones and schoolbags flying everywhere, and several students struggling with each other. There were people standing around on tables and chairs, some cheering, some helping, and some just watching the excitement and raising rice seedlings over the fire without taking it too seriously.

Seeing Jia Baoyu and others forced into a corner, helpless, Jia Cong secretly shook his head and dismissed the snacks.

"Stop me all!"

Hearing a roar, everyone stopped and looked around. When they saw it was Jia Cong, some started laughing.

"Brother Cong, I heard that you were beaten hard by the elder the day before yesterday. How did you recover from your injuries?" Half of the older children came over, smiled contemptuously, and touched Jia Cong's head.

Jia Cong snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to grab his wrist like lightning, twisted and patted it gently, only to hear a click, and the joints were already dislocated.

Before the man could cry out in pain, Jia Cong slapped him hard on the face with another slap. Nowadays, Jia Cong's strength is so great that not even a strong man can withstand his slap, let alone this kid.

The man was slapped to the ground like a fly, half of his face was swollen and shiny.

ah! With an earth-shattering scream, the man sat up holding his wrists and roared: "Jia Cong, do you dare to hit me?"

Jia Cong smiled coldly. He only knew this person's name was Han Dan, but he didn't know which relative he was. He had always bullied him in the clan because he was two years older than him. How could he still be polite to him now?

"You are like a dog and you dare to be rude to me. If I hear you say one more word, your legs will be broken today."

Han Dan was furious, ashamed and annoyed. Thinking that Jia Cong was no longer what he used to be, he really didn't dare to speak. He only thought about how to complain when he went back.

"You are a good clan scholar, why don't you get out of the mess you trash have made!" Jia Cong glanced at the people standing on the tables and chairs.

Those few people were intimidated by Jia Cong's momentum and hurriedly came down. They did not dare to disobey for fear of being beaten. Han Dan was still lying on the ground.

"Brother Lan, tell me what's going on." Jia Cong looked at Jia Lan.

Jia Lan looked at Jia Cong with reverence and said, "What I said to Uncle Cong is this..."

After listening to this, Jia Cong understood in his heart that it was Jin Rong, the bastard, who was jealous of Qin Zhong, Xiang Lian and Yu Ai, and jealous of Xiang and Yu taking away Xue Pan's favor. He was even more jealous of Qin Zhongsheng's good looks, so he deliberately picked on Qin Zhong. incident, slandering Qin Zhong and Xiang Lian, in an attempt to ruin their reputations.

Jia Cong looked at Jin Rong with a sneer. He was familiar with this story when he read the original work. He had always hated Jin Rong, a mean and shameless villain with a despicable nature. If it only involved Jia Baoyu today, he would not bother to care about it. Qin Zhong is different.

For Qin Keqing's sake, if he didn't care about her, he wouldn't be able to meet her, and he wouldn't be able to afford her two pieces of jewelry. "Jin Rong, what do you have to say?" Jia Cong looked at Jin Rong.

"What are you talking about? They secretly kiss and touch their buttocks, and they are very good at making sesame seeds, but no one is allowed to tell them?" Jin Rong said loudly.

"You're talking nonsense!" Qin Zhong scolded with tears in his eyes.

"We don't." Xiang Lian also said weakly.

Jia Cong looked at these two young men with strong yin and weak yang, and laughed angrily: "What reasoning do you have with such beasts?"

As he spoke, he walked over and kicked Jin Rong in the stomach.

Jin Rong screamed miserably and fell down. Jia Cong walked over, grabbed his hair, lifted it up, and slapped him seventeen or eight times in a row.

Everyone watched helplessly as Jin Rong's handsome and fair face slowly turned into a purple-red pig's head. They didn't dare to speak and wanted to laugh.

"I'm asking you now, is what you just said nonsense?"

"Mr. Cong, please forgive me. I was just talking nonsense. I didn't see the two of them posting... posting sesame seed cakes." Jin Rong had already been frightened by Jia Cong and didn't dare to be stubborn anymore.

"Brother Cong, it's too much." Jia Rui saw that Jin Rong's injury was serious and hurriedly came out and said.

"How dare you, a loser, come to interfere with my affairs? My grandpa asked you to take care of the family science today, but you still act like this, and you still have the nerve to say anything? Get out of here, or I'll beat you up too," Jia Cong sneered. .

Jia Rui was overwhelmed by his ferocity and did not dare to argue with him. He just said that he would report to the master and hurried away.

Jia Cong let go of Jin Rong, looked around and said, "If I encounter such nonsense in the future, Jin Rong will be my role model. Do you hear me?"

"I heard it." Everyone responded quickly.

Jia Cong looked at Jin Rong again, "You can go home and lie down for two months."

Everyone was confused and suddenly saw Jia Cong twist his body, his right heel flew up and hit Jin Rong's ribs hard.

There was only a click sound, and several bones had been broken.

Jin Rong let out another inarticulate scream and fainted.

All the students were frightened by Jia Cong's cruelty. They backed away and huddled together, for fear that Jia Cong would deal with them.

Jia Cong looked at Qin Zhong and said, "Brother Zhong, I only want to say a few words."

"Uncle Cong, please give me some advice." Qin Zhong said tremblingly.

"First, since you have come to the Clan School to study, you should study hard and don't do anything arbitrarily. Second, if anyone bullies you in the future, come to me." Jia Cong also knew what kind of thing Qin Zhong was. If he didn't learn well at a young age, he would Long Yang's habit of having sex with little nuns made his father angry. If it weren't for Qin Keqing's sake, it would be weird to care about him.

"I sincerely follow the teachings of Uncle Cong." Seeing Jia Cong's eyes as sharp as a knife, as if he had seen through everything in his mind, Qin Zhong was surprised and happy. What was surprising was that his little secret seemed to be exposed, and he was so happy. With Uncle Cong's words, no one would dare to bully me in the future.

After handling this small matter, Jia Cong and Jia Baoyu nodded, and walked away regardless of Jin Rong and Han Dan lying on the ground.

Anyway, Jia Baoyu was present today, and she stood up for him. When the old lady asked, she had nothing to say.

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