Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 45 Find a way
  "Big brother is here, please take a seat. Serve tea." Jia Cong turned over and sat up, smiling.

"Brother Cong, why are you drinking tea at this time? I just heard that you had a quarrel with Bao Bao Hou, Ying Chuan Hou and other five princes, and even beat up Qing Yang Hou's prince Qi Zheng?" Jia Zhen asked anxiously.

Jia Cong shrugged and said, "That's what happened."

"Hey, Brother Cong, you've gotten into a big trouble." Jia Zhen sighed.

"Brother Zhen, you are serious. Are we still afraid of a few marquises? We will beat them." Jia Cong said with a deliberate smile.

Jia Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "If Duke Ning Rong was here, I wouldn't be afraid, but now..."

"What's going on now? Many nobles and clansmen were watching. Qi Zheng and others were acting domineering, making rude remarks, and humiliating our lineage. Could it be that I still indulged him? If Ruocong became a coward, wouldn't he be treating his ancestors like a coward? Has Zong lost all his face?"

Jia Zhen smiled and said: "That being said, you have offended someone so badly that it will be difficult to see each other in the future."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Brother, if you think so, we will fight anyway. Winning is better than losing."

Jia Zhen was slightly startled by this. This makes sense. Winning the battle would at least earn face for the family, which is better than being beaten up. Anyway, this is Xifu's business, and the old lady and the eldest master are still here. No Relevant to yourself.

"Okay, be careful these two days and don't go too far, just in case something unexpected happens." Jia Zhen said the next sentence and left.

"Thank you, big brother, for taking care of me."

That night, the army was stationed to rest and prepare for the siege tomorrow.

The nobles, clan members and other nobles had their own sergeants bringing food and water to the barracks and taking good care of them.

As Jia Cong lay on the wooden bed, assassination plans flashed through his mind, and were overturned again and again. In fact, since he was reborn, he had nothing to do with Jia Zhen. It's just that some people can't live while others live, and may even bring trouble to the family. Jia Zhen is exactly this kind of person.

Many years have passed, although many plots in the original work of Red Mansions have been forgotten, but there are two sentences that Jia Cong still remembers freshly: Rumors and unscrupulous words all come out, and it is peaceful to start a fight!

Since the cause of the Jia family's collapse lies in Ning Mansion, it must have something to do with Jia Zhen. Whether it is out of love and pity for Qin Keqing, out of righteous indignation, or an act of doing everything to save the Jia family and obey fate, Jia Zhen must die!

But how to die is very important.

Jia Cong thought over and over, now that the Holy Master is here, there are so many experts in investigating cases and autopsies in the palace, such as the Royal Medical Doctor, the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, Jinyiwei, and Dongchang. If Jia Zhen is killed by clumsiness, he will definitely not be able to escape the eyes of these people. He can't be buried with Jia Zhen.

Therefore, Jia Cong first ruled out killing methods such as killing at night, trapping and killing in solitude, and assassinating with drugs, which were too easy to be seen through.

It must be allowed to die in a very natural and unsuspecting way.

After much deliberation, Jia Cong could only think of three ways. One was to force him to fall off his horse and die, the other was to kill him by pretending to be a stray arrow, and the third was to create the illusion of death from an emergency.

Early the next morning, the eunuch in the palace issued an order for each clan member and distinguished person to shoot the hunt on their own. The daily harvest would be sorted out and registered by someone from the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army. Three days later, rewards would be given based on the total number.

Feng Ziying, Wei Ruolan and other four people admired Jia Cong's martial arts and came to see him to accompany him.

Jia Cong invited the four of them to go with him on the grounds that the old lady at home had a destiny and had to accompany Jia Zhen.

Everyone had no objections, so they took Jia Zhen, the boys, and thirty or forty soldiers out of the camp on horseback, looking towards the northwest toward the mountains and forests.

Seeing that several hills around the camp were surrounded by soldiers, they all shouted loudly and rushed to the center so that the emperor and other important people could hunt. Most people knew that they were not qualified to enjoy this treatment, so they walked away and found their own way. hunting.

Jia Zhen, Jia Cong and other people walked for more than ten miles and saw green grass everywhere, deep ditches and dense forests, which was a good place for hunting.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Brother Zhen, the place here looks good, how about we wait here?"

"Very good, I just carefully stepped on the trap set by the hunters in the mountains." Jia Zhen twisted her beard and smiled, and ordered a dozen boys and soldiers to divide into two teams, outflank left and right, and drive the prey into the middle.

The mist drifted in the forest, and the sunlight shot down beams of light through the treetops. There were rustling sounds everywhere, and countless little creatures looked at the strangers who broke into the forest. "Look, rabbit!" Feng Ziying shouted, drawing her bow and shooting.

Zheng, the arrow flew across the sky, and shot into the soil with a pop. It was lonely, and the rabbit had already disappeared.

Everyone laughed.

Feng Ziying shook her head and said with a smile: "It's time to laugh."

The soldiers had retrieved the arrows and returned them to him. Jia Cong's sharp eyes saw the word "Feng" carved on the tail of the arrow shaft. He felt cold and then realized that the arrows in every household and in the army were marked to avoid disputes. After snatching the prey and not being able to identify it, where could he find an unsuspected arrow to shoot Jia Zhen?

Even if you get the most common military arrows in the camp, if there are no corresponding soldiers hunting around, doesn't this clearly tell the investigators that someone borrowed arrows to kill people? Once it was confirmed that it was homicide, he would be absolutely unjust.

Jia Cong sighed and gave up Liu Ya's plan to kill people.

"Brother Zhen, I see there are only small things at the edge of the forest. How about we go deeper into the forest and hunt for big things like wild deer and wild boars?"

"That makes sense. Let's go in quickly. Don't waste time." Feng Ziying and others hurriedly agreed. Based on their shooting skills, they would probably be inaccurate when shooting small animals. It would be better to find a bigger one that would be more reliable.

Although Jia Zhen didn't want to take risks, she couldn't disobey everyone, so she nodded.

Jia Cong had already taken the lead and rushed into the dense forest, trying to find a deep ditch or slope as a place for his horse to fall. Feng Ziying hurriedly drove her horse to follow, thinking that he was searching for prey, but she didn't know that he was looking for Jia Zhen's burial place.

"Brother Cong, don't wander around. The road in the forest is uneven. Be careful if you fall." Jia Zhen called from behind and followed slowly. It didn't look like hunting, but like going out for an outing. She was not in a hurry. Xu, take your time.

Jia Cong looked back and felt cold in his heart again. According to Jia Zhen's obscene riding, how could he fall off the horse? Even if he fell off the horse, how could he fall to death? And there are people all around, so there is no chance to be alone.

Oh shit! Jia Cong cursed secretly, reined in his horse and came back dejectedly. Now he can only disguise his death as a sudden illness. If he were in the previous life, he could use secret strength and heavy techniques to beat him into cardiac arrest without any visible traces on the surface, but now his skill is insufficient.

You can only use poison!

Seeing that it was noon, everyone finally shot a roe deer and two rabbits.

Jia Cong's heart moved and he said, "Brother Zhen, why don't we just wash and peel the game here and grill it? It would still be a bit wild."

"Okay, that's a good idea."

"This is a very good thing to say, so as to avoid the trouble of bringing it back."

Jia Zhen nodded and smiled and said, "That's fine." Then she sent a few boys to pack the prey, collect firewood, build the stove, and fetch water.

"The scenery here is very beautiful. I'll take a walk around." Jia Cong excused himself to leave.

"Don't go too far." Everyone warned.

"Don't worry, I'll just walk around."

Jia Cong got out and looked around. The only natural poison he could think of was poisonous mushrooms.

Sure enough, there were a lot of mushrooms in the mountains and forests, and Jia Cong didn't recognize them. He just picked up the brightly colored ones, and soon he had picked up a large handful. He thought to himself, there were so many mushrooms that even a cow should be brought down.

I found a flat stone, wrapped the mushrooms in a handkerchief, and smashed them with my fists. Remove the portable water bag and squeeze the mushroom juice into the water bag in batches. Hey, let’s see if you’re not dead this time.

People in this era probably still don’t recognize the neurological or liver-damaging toxins contained in poisonous mushrooms, and probably only think of them as emergencies.

(End of this chapter)