Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 36 Inadvertent mistake
  The next day, Jia Cong took Jia Huan to practice morning martial arts, changed his clothes and was about to go out. Suddenly he thought of something. Ever since he was kidnapped last time, he had been looking for a handy weapon. Now that he has not yet mastered martial arts, there is a Having a sharp weapon with you will make you much safer.

According to Wang Jin, it is difficult to find any good weapons on the market, so why should he be advised to abandon the near and seek the far? How could the Duke's mansion not have good weapons?
  Jia Cong thought the same thing. The two generations of Rong Guogong must have accumulated a lot of magic weapons. They were probably stored in the arsenal of the palace. Wouldn't it be over if he just got one by himself? Why spend money to buy it?

Besides, with the more than a thousand taels of silver on my body, what kind of good weapons can I buy?

He was an action person and would do whatever came to his mind, regardless of whether the time was right or not. He immediately walked to Sister Feng's yard. Sister Feng had just finished dressing and was about to go out, but was blocked by Jia Cong.

"Sister-in-law Feng, you are dressed more and more luxuriously and delicately today. My little brother is here to say hello." Jia Cong cupped his hands and said with a smile.

Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at him. He looked like a buffalo but he still dared to come in front of me. He smiled coldly: "What do you want, Mr. Cong?"

Ping'er on the side glanced at her grandma. She didn't know why Sister Feng was so different from usual today. Could it be that Brother Cong had offended her again?

"Sister-in-law, please take a moment to speak." Jia Cong glanced at Ping'er. Ping'er understood and led the girls and women out.

Wang Xifeng's pink face was frosty, she snorted, turned around and sat on the Grand Master's chair without looking at Jia Cong.

Jia Cong also risked his life to get a good knife. He squatted beside the chair with saliva and said: "I really have something to ask for in my sister-in-law's name today. My sister-in-law doesn't care about brotherly love, but she also has to remember that I fought for you yesterday. Righteous?"

"Bah, you are still talking! Do you think I can't deal with a mere Jia Rui? Who wants you to fight against injustice?" Wang Xifeng sneered and said, "You know what you did yesterday. Now you want to beg me, but it's the door. No children."

Jia Cong hurriedly raised three fingers and swore: "Sister-in-law Mingjian, if I had any unfaithful intentions towards my sister-in-law yesterday, I would never be able to find a wife in my life." This vow was very reasonable. There was no evil intention, and it did not mean that Didn't see it.

Wang Xifeng looked him up and down: "If you have nothing wrong with you, why did you run like a rabbit yesterday?"

Jia Cong smiled dryly and said, "I'm afraid that my sister-in-law is young, am I sorry?" Unknowingly, he also learned what Jia Rui said.

Bah, Sister Feng blushed, stretched out her hand to twist Jia Cong's ears, and cursed: "Afraid of embarrassing me? So you still saw it? A puppy fucked you! You are not afraid of needle eyes."

Jia Cong was in pain and hurriedly held Sister Feng's hand and begged for mercy: "Sister-in-law, have mercy on me. How did I know that my sister-in-law was going for a convenience? But I saw it accidentally, and my sister-in-law moved so fast, I didn't see anything."

Sister Feng was grabbed by his hand and quickly retracted, saying angrily: "What do you want to see? Are you still justified in doing these obscene things?"

Jia Cong's mind changed and he could no longer dwell on this issue, so he hurriedly said: "Since my sister-in-law feels that she has suffered a loss, it doesn't matter, I will let my sister-in-law see what she is doing. That's all right." After that, he made a gesture to unbuckle his belt.

Sister Feng was shocked and angry. She turned away and shouted in a low voice: "Brother Cong, what are you doing?!"

"I'll take off all my clothes and let my sister-in-law see me. It'll be even. As long as my sister-in-law can calm down, why should I care about this?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

"Bah, you shameless dirty bitch, I'll call someone if you do this again." Wang Xifeng stood up and tried to escape, but Jia Cong stepped aside and blocked the door.

Wang Xifeng saw that he had untied his belt and hurriedly hid aside.

"As long as my sister-in-law forgives my little brother's unintentional mistake, I will keep it." Jia Cong said.

"Bastard, scoundrel, shameless!" Wang Xifeng gritted her teeth and cursed bitterly. Fearing that someone would come in, she stamped her feet and said, "Put your clothes on. I won't argue with you."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Jia Cong quickly fastened his belt.

"Why don't you get out? Are you waiting for me to invite you?" Wang Xifeng cursed.

"I still have something to trouble my sister-in-law about..."

"Brother Cong, don't touch your nose and face, do you think I'm weak and can be bullied?" Wang Xifeng put her hands on her hips, pointed at Jia Cong's nose and cursed, then reached out and grabbed Jia Cong's chest, "Come on, come with me." Madam, old madam, I want to see what else you can do!"

Jia Cong panicked. Seeing Sister Feng's anger, he subconsciously moved his hand and pushed her away.

ah! Sister Feng let out a soft cry, like an electric shock. She covered her breasts and stumbled away. She stumbled and was about to fall down.

Jia Cong's heart trembled, he was so big and soft, he subconsciously took two steps forward, put his arms around Sister Feng's waist, and said with a bitter smile: "Sister-in-law Feng, with your intelligence, you should be able to see that my little brother just made another unintentional mistake. "

Sister Feng struggled to stand, pushed Jia Cong away, and shouted with her halberd finger: "You, how dare you look down on me, you are seeking death!"

Jia Cong spread his hands with an innocent look on his face and said, "Who told my sister-in-law to touch me first? We martial arts practitioners will naturally fight back when attacked. Even if we go to the old lady, I can still argue."

Sister Feng said angrily: "Isn't that still mine?"

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, please calm down, I don't care." Sister Feng has never seen such a shameless person in her life. She only felt that Jia Cong was a hundred times more despicable and disgusting than Jia Rui yesterday, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak for a moment. .

"If you have something to say, just say it, and if you have a fart, just fart. I have to go and say hello to the old lady." After a while, Sister Feng regained her breath.

"Cong wants to go to the arsenal in the backyard to choose a weapon that he can get his hands on, and ask my sister-in-law for mercy."

Wang Xifeng rolled his eyes and realized that the armor and equipment in the arsenal had been stored for hundreds of years and were already decaying. It was okay to give them to him. But I agreed to him so easily, which made it hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart.

"This is easy, but you have been rude to me many times... many times, but I can't take it easy on you." Sister Feng snorted coldly.

"What do you mean, sister-in-law?"

"Unless you agree to do something for me." Sister Feng Tuqiong saw.

Jia Cong frowned slightly and said: "No! Could it be that if you tell me to eat shit, I will eat it too?"

Sister Feng said with a smile: "Of course I won't ask you to do anything unfaithful, unkind, unjust, committing crimes, or doing unreasonable things."

Jia Cong nodded: "Then I can agree."

"Then you make a vow that if you break your promise, God will bless you and you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life!" Sister Feng sneered.

"Sister-in-law, you are too cruel." Jia Cong smiled bitterly, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he had to swear by his words.

Sister Feng nodded with satisfaction and handed him the pair of cards.

Jia Cong took it and couldn't help but whisper: "Sister-in-law, never ask me to do things in the future, otherwise... hum."

"Otherwise, what are you going to do?" Wang Xifeng finally regained the victory and said with a nonchalant smile, "I will beg you, kid?"

"I want my sister-in-law to take off her clothes and show me her butt."

asshole! Wang Xifeng's face turned red and she couldn't help but curse.

Jia Cong let out a bad breath and turned around to leave.

Holding the pair of cards, he found Lin Zhixiao and ordered him to open the arsenal.

Jia Cong saw that the so-called arsenal was a large house in the backyard. There were dozens of four- and five-story wooden shelves inside. They were filled with swords, guns, swords, halberds, various weapons, and all kinds of armor. No one had come in for an unknown period of time, and it was covered with cobwebs. , dust accumulates, like a garbage dump.

"Master Cong, this arsenal has not been used for many years, so the people below are too lazy to clean it." Lin Zhixiao explained hurriedly when he saw Jia Cong's hesitant expression.

Jia Cong held his breath and walked in, and randomly pulled out a Yanling knife. However, he saw that the blade was stained with rust, and some places were corroded and perforated. He picked it up and knocked it on the shelf. Snap, the blade had been broken into two pieces.

No wonder Sister Feng asked me to choose. It turned out that the weapons here had long been decayed. She even tricked herself into agreeing to something. Damn it, Jia Cong was furious.

"Is this all this junk?" Jia Cong looked back at Lin Zhixiao.

"Not necessarily. Mr. Cong went inside and there were some boxes on the weapons rack. The things inside should still be usable." Lin Zhixiao said with a smile.

Jia Cong was overjoyed and almost suffered a big loss. He hurriedly walked inside and saw many long boxes scattered on the innermost weapons rack.

He casually pulled one out and opened it to see that it was a sword, wrapped in layers of cloth stained with some kind of grease.

Jia Cong was not afraid of getting dirty. When he untied it, he saw that it was a sword made of hundreds of refined steel. He flicked it with his finger, and the sound was like a dragon's roar, clear and long. He pulled the tip of the sword hard, and the sword body was as curved as the full moon. He let go of his fingers and returned to his original position with a clang.

"Good sword, good sword!" Jia Cong praised, but it's a pity that he doesn't like using swords.

He rummaged through a few more boxes. There were gun heads, daggers, and daggers, but there was no knife he was used to.

Jia Cong didn't give up and opened several boxes in succession, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.

"Good knife!"

(End of this chapter)