Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

"You can call me whatever you want." Jia Cong smiled.

"Thank you, Master, for giving me the name." Niao Su said happily, liking this elegant celestial name very much.

"Thank you." Jia Cong looked in the mirror, looked at it carefully, and felt that there was no flaw, so he said: "As fast as a bird..."

"Master, this subordinate is Cheng Lingsu."

"Okay, okay, okay, Lingsu is going to find someone to prepare some outfits, horses, transportation, dry food, and then disguise the weapons. Bring Nalantu and we'll leave at night."

"Yes."

That night, three strong horses galloped out of Liaocheng and headed east to Jiyang, where Liu Xianglian met them.

On the way, Jia Cong felt a little relieved when he saw that Boping, Chiping, Qihe and other counties were strictly guarded and the four gates were tightly closed. Because the banditry was not over, except for the transportation of necessary grain and grass goods, no unrelated persons were allowed to enter the city.

In history, most peasant uprisings ended up being suppressed, and I thought this time I would be no exception.

With the manpower and material resources that the imperial court can mobilize, these bandits can be killed even if they are wasted.

What's more, there must be many contradictions among the grass bandits, and they are definitely not of the same mind.

Three days later, Jia Cong arrived at Longwangmiao Town, east of Jiyang City, where he met Liu Xianglian.

The town was sparsely populated, and every house was closed and desolate. They probably had to hide in the countryside. There were only a few tea stalls and taverns open. They probably had nowhere to go, so they simply lay down.

Anyway, the bandits are not crazy and will not kill civilians indiscriminately. As long as they have no money and women, they are not afraid of the bandits.

Jia Cong and the others walked slowly and saw a tavern at the entrance of the town. They were carrying green cloth wine bowls and three or four guests were eating inside.

A young ranger sat alone at a table, wearing sky blue jacquard satin arrow sleeves with pine and bamboo bract patterns, and a chinchilla skin cloak over his shoulders. His sword was placed on the table, and he was pouring himself a drink comfortably.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, walked over and sat across from him, and said, "Brother, can we share a table?"

Liu Xianglian was slightly startled. The voice was correct, but the appearance was completely different. She hurriedly said, "I'm waiting for someone."

"Waiting for a man or a woman?"

"Waiting for a charming person."

"I am neither romantic nor suave."

"Then what are you capable of?"

"There is only one sword." Jia Cong took off the sword with an ordinary scabbard from his waist and slapped it on the table.

When they met, Liu Xianglian felt happy and said with a smile: "Brother, please have a seat. The waiter will bring you some good wine and food."

"Brother Xianglian's style is as good as before, I'm very pleased." Jia Cong smiled and asked "Cheng Lingsu" to sit down, while the Jurchen man Nalan Tu went to feed the horses and eagles.

Liu Xianglian whispered: "What should I call you now?"

Jia Cong said: "My younger brother Hu Fei, a ranger from Liaodong, nicknamed the 'Snow Mountain Flying Fox', is a life-and-death friend of Brother Xianglian.

This time I entered the customs just to meet the heroes of the Central Plains. This is Cheng Lingsu, a lowly person who is also good at using swords and is known as the 'Ghost Sword Lady'."

Liu Xianglian nodded, cupped her hands and said, "It's been a long time since we saw you, the virtuous couple. I've been waiting here for a long time. I want to know..."

"This is not the place to talk. Eat first and then talk about business." Jia Cong waved his hand.

"Alright."

After everyone had eaten and drank enough, they rode out their horses and headed east slowly.

Liu Xianglian said: "After we parted ways the day before yesterday, my younger brother went to Cangzhou and contacted the leader of the Lianyun Eighteen Villages who were rebelling this time. He Tieniu, the head of Niutou Village, sneaked in under the pretext of defecting. These days, he The bandits fled from Hebei to Shandong.

According to my younger brother's observation, these eighteen villages are not of the same mind. Some people plunder a fortune and become rich;

Some people dream of conquering the world and becoming emperors and generals, but they are worried about the power of Black Wind Stronghold, and the thieves dare not quit lightly, for fear of being eliminated as dissidents. "

Jia Cong said: "I see from your information that there is a bandit leader named Yang Siniang in Heifeng Village?"

Liu Xianglian nodded and said: "A few days ago, the leader of Heifeng Village, Yang Dadao, and several bandit leaders were assassinated by the army. This angered the bandits, and they broke into Nanpi and Yanshan counties in a rage.

Seeing this, the other seventeen villages couldn't help but join in and wanted a share of the pie, so that the banditry became more and more serious.

Later, these bandits colluded with Taoist sects such as Tianli Sect, White Lotus Sect and various thieves in Shandong to rebel together. Now, a group of leaders are gathering in Qidong County to plot. "

Jia Cong said: "I have fought against these rebels once in Liaocheng and killed several leaders."

Liu Xianglian said: "Because of this, the thieves have learned the power of the heavenly weapons and dare not be arrogant anymore, so they unite together and want to come up with a plan to deal with the imperial army."

Jia Cong smiled coldly: "Ignore him, let's talk about Yang Siniang's situation."

"Yang Siniang was originally the only daughter of Yang Dadao, the head of Black Wind Village. She was skilled in martial arts and kind-hearted, and was quite popular in the village. She had no ambitions and just wanted to avenge her father and then return to the mountain. However, her senior brothers and Yang Dadao's disciple Hu Bao is a ruthless character.

Now that I have tasted the feeling of being able to answer every call and hold great power, how can I let go and go back to the mountain?

Hu Bao wanted to do something earth-shattering, and used his fame, wealth and splendor to seduce many elderly brothers in the village.

Now that Heifeng Village is threatening to split, and with the intervention of external forces, Yang Siniang's branch is likely to be swallowed up. By then, no one in Lianyun Village will be able to compete with Hu Bao. "

Liu Xianglian has been watching and making insinuations these days, and she has learned a lot about the situation.

Jia Cong nodded, that's right. Why would a girl imitate others and rebel? If not, who will you eat? Sure enough, he has big breasts and no brains.

The two talked all the way and approached Yan'an Town, a small town on the outskirts of Qidong County.

I saw a group of about one or two hundred thieves, escorting a dozen crying young peasant women and driving a dozen animals. The animals carried many bulging sacks on their backs. It was obvious that they had gained a lot from this trip.

When the leading man saw Liu Xianglian and others approaching, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, what a coincidence. I just went to the countryside to find some food and grass, and got a few women by the way. If Brother Liu wants to, pick one to be naughty."

Liu Xianglian glanced at Jia Cong, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly waved her hands and said: "Brother Yu, you are polite, I have never been good at this."

Jia Cong frowned slightly, stepped forward on his horse, flashed his sword, cut the rope in the bandit's hand, and said calmly: "Let these women go."

"Bastard! Who are you! Looking for death!"

"Brothers, copy the guy."

"Kill him to death!"

The bandits immediately started making noises, picked up their weapons and surrounded Jia Cong.

"Wait a minute!" Liu Xianglian shouted hurriedly and said: "Brother Yu, please introduce me to me. This brother is my life-and-death acquaintance. He is a famous hero in Liaodong. His name is Hu Fei, who is known as the Snow Mountain Flying Fox.

This time I deliberately lured them to defect to the rebels. Brother Hu, this is the head Yu San of Feihu Village. "

The man surnamed Yu looked Jia Cong up and down, raised his hand to suppress the fierce flames of the gangsters, and said calmly: "Brother Hu, what do you mean by this? How can we let go of the women we brothers have worked so hard to get? "

Jia Cong said: "I heard that the rebel army only killed corrupt officials and bully evil gentry, so I came to join forces, but I didn't expect that they were actually thieves and bandits who harmed the people and oppressed good people. I was very disappointed!"
You guys, ask yourselves, are you worthy of the word "rebellion"? In fact, they are not even as good as the officers and soldiers. "

Master Yu San hesitated when he heard the words, but was suppressed by Jia Cong's righteousness. He was slightly embarrassed and speechless, and immediately waved his hands and said: "What Brother Hu said is that as rebels, we are inconvenient to do this and let him go. "

The bandits were very unhappy, but they did not dare to resist. They slowly untied the ropes that bound the women. The women escaped, crying with joy and ran away.

Master Yu San changed the topic: "But Brother Hu yelled at the brothers as soon as he arrived, which was a bit rude. If I don't leave something behind, it will be difficult for me to explain to the big guys."

Jia Cong said: "Third Master, please make it clear that Hu has entered the customs for the first time in his life, but he doesn't understand the rules of the green forest in the Central Plains."

"This is easy to say, as long as the brothers can see Brother Hu's methods, if they can convince everyone, that's all."

Jia Cong sneered: "This is easy, but if Hu's sword is unsheathed, it will never come back empty-handed. Do you really want to give it a try?"

Master Yu San smiled disdainfully. A bumpkin from Liaodong dared to come to the Central Plains to show off his strength. He waved his hand and said:
"We are all colleagues who lick blood from the edge of the knife. Don't we even understand the principle of life and death?
No matter how good Brother Hu is, if he misses and hurts someone, it is inevitable. "

"Okay, who can enlighten me?"

"Wang Mazi, go and get some advice." Yu San waved his hand.

The gangsters hurriedly moved out of the way, as if they were watching the fun. Wang Mazi was proficient in martial arts and strong in physical strength. He was by no means inferior to the leaders. He just didn't know how to behave and had few brothers to support him. Therefore, he has always been a small leader and could not take the top position. .

Then they saw a big man with a pockmarked face shouting loudly, riding out on his horse, charging towards Jia Cong with a three-pronged steel fork, and stabbing him in the chest.

The bandits saw that Jia Cong's waist knife did not have a long weapon, and it was a horse fight. They were at a great disadvantage. It was estimated that they would be stabbed to death by Wang Mazi in a few rounds.

But he saw Jia Cong smile coldly, lightly pinching the horse's belly, already halfway out of the way, and passed by him, dodging the menacing steel fork. At the same time, he waved his right hand, and a flash of bright and cyan sword light came against him. Steel fork handles shaved off.

Ouch! Wang Mazi's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that the opponent was so skilled. Seeing that his hands were about to become useless, he hurriedly let go and abandoned the steel fork, and tried to hide by turning his horse.

As the figures intertwined, they saw the light of the sword rising upwards.

Bah, bah! A human head flew up and blood spurted out, splashing all over the heads and faces of the bandits nearby.

Jia Cong held a sword in his hand, flung away the blood beads on the knife, and returned the knife to its sheath with a clang.

He used force and skill to control the direction in which Wang Mazi's headless body fell. His body was clean and not a drop of blood was spattered.

He knew very well that in order to subdue these gangsters, he would have to be more ruthless, vicious, and cruel than them in order to convince them, so he struck without mercy, aiming to kill the enemy with one blow.

"Third Master, do you think I can use this method?" Jia Cong said calmly, looking around at the gangsters: "Who else wants to give me advice?"

The gangsters didn't dare to look at him, they all lowered their heads, secretly stunned, shocked and scared. Wang Mazi, who was always brave, was gone in the blink of an eye. Who dared to go up and die?

Yu San's face stiffened, and he forced a smile and said: "Brother Hu is so good at what he does, I admire him." (End of Chapter)