Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 47 Kill the tiger with force
  After investigation by the imperial physician, the clergyman, the Zongren Mansion, the Ministry of Punishment, the Dali Temple, the Jinyiwei and other ministries and departments, they all concluded that Jia Zhen died from a horse's hoof trampling her, breaking her bones and piercing her heart.

He also carefully interrogated everyone present, including Jia Cong, and everyone's confessions corroborated each other without any flaws.

The Zongren Mansion finally made a conclusion: Jia Zhen, the mighty general Jia Zhen, who was attacking the Third Grade Lord in the Ningguo Mansion, encountered a tiger during the siege and accidentally fell from his horse. Later, he was trampled on the chest by the frightened horse and died. He also ordered Jia Cong to go home early the next morning to take care of the funeral arrangements.

Subsequently, the news of Jia Zhen's unexpected death spread like wildfire and spread throughout the camp in an instant. Four princes, eight princes, good friends, nobles, and relatives all sent people to express their condolences. Feng Ziying and others accompanied Jia Cong to thank them one by one.

After dinner in the evening, it was finally over. Jia Cong felt proud and said to Feng Ziying, Wei Ruolan and others: "Brothers, I feel so sad and angry right now that I can't restrain myself. I'm afraid it's rude, so I'm leaving the camp to evacuate."

"Brother Cong, be careful. Don't go too far. Send a few more servants to follow."

Jia Cong waved his hand and said, "I'm just walking outside the camp. I won't stay far away." After saying that, he left the camp without any entourage. He only carried the sword on his back and walked out of the camp.

At this time, the sky was getting dark. Jia Cong left the camp and walked dozens of steps into the sparse forest nearby. He chose an open space, stuck a lantern on a branch, and started practicing his sword.

Just hearing a clang, Jia Cong pressed the snap spring with his left hand and pushed it with his thumb. The sword instantly jumped into his right hand as if it had a spirit, bursting out with thousands of rays of light.

Looking from a distance, I saw a dim yellow lantern hanging in the forest. Under the lantern, the shining lights of the swords were like countless silver snakes dancing in the air, and the mercury was shooting out in all directions, making a swishing sound. It's like a big snowball rolling back and forth in the forest. Occasionally, one or two screams are heard from the snowball.

The worries in Jia Cong's heart were gone, and he stretched out his sword more freely, making Xingfa suddenly hit a tree as thick as a bowl with his feet.

The leaves all over the sky fell at his feet. Jia Cong shouted loudly. The knife became even more fierce and airtight. It weaved a knife net above his head, twisting countless leaves into pieces in the air.

"Good sword skills!" Suddenly, a voice of praise came from behind.

Jia Cong condensed his sword strength and returned it to its sheath. Looking back, he saw a young man riding a horse with a long sword hanging at his waist and a cloak behind him. However, it was dark in the forest and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Which son are you from?" Jia Cong raised his hand.

The man smiled slightly and said, "My surname is Sun... I don't know what your surname is?"

Jia Cong was stunned for a moment. What nonsense? The voice was delicate and clear. She was clearly a girl. Whose young lady was so bold as to dare to disguise herself as a man and sneak into the camp? He replied smoothly: "I am Jia Cong of Rongguo Mansion."

"Are you Jia Cong?"

"Exactly." Jia Cong nodded, does this girl know me?
  The man pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that Jia Zhen, the successor of Ningguo Mansion, was unfortunately killed by a tiger today..."

Jia Cong sighed: "It's my brother."

"My condolences to Brother Jia."

"Thank you." Jia Cong nodded and said, "Girl, you'd better go back to the camp quickly, it's not safe outside."

"You see it?"

"See what?"

"See who I am."

"I'm not a deaf fool. Could it be that I can't tell the difference between men and women?" Jia Cong said angrily.

The girl chuckled, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The camp is full of soldiers and men. The stench is unbearable. I want to get some fresh air outside."

Jia Cong smiled slightly. Not to mention the sanitary conditions of this era, even the boys' dormitories in later generations were almost restricted to human beings. It was normal for this noble lady to be disgusted.

"You're not afraid of encountering some wild beast and dragging you away. You have such delicate skin and tender flesh, so you have to be careful."

"Bah, vulgar." The girl spat, patted the sword on her waist, and said, "You are not afraid, so why should I be afraid? Do you think my sword is vegetarian?"

"The girl is actually proficient in swordsmanship?" Jia Cong was a little curious.

"I can't say I'm proficient, but I only know a little bit about it. Seven or eight strong sword-wielding men can't get close to me." The girl said proudly, obviously very conceited about the so-called "rudimentary" swordsmanship. Jia Cong smiled and said: "It turns out that he is a hero among women. I am disrespectful and disrespectful. I wonder who these so-called strong men are?"

"Yes, he is my bodyguard." The girl said with a guilty conscience.

Jia Cong laughed, isn’t this fucking nonsense?

The girl couldn't hold back the laughter. She got off her horse, took a few steps closer, pointed at Jia Cong and said angrily: "You, how dare you! Dare to laugh at me?"

At this time, he could clearly see the person coming through the lantern. The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was wearing an azure colored jacquard satin dress with phoenix dance and nine-day pattern. She was wearing gold-plated cloud-digging elk leather boots. Wearing a big red feather gauze and satin cloak, her skin is like gelatin, her eyebrows are furrowed, her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright, she is extremely beautiful, and she has a heroic aura at the corners of her brows and eyes.

From Jia Cong's point of view, this girl's appearance was not inferior to that of Bao or Dai, and her whole body had a noble air that he had never seen before, making people dare not look at her.

Jia Cong hurriedly shook his head and said: "Girl, calm down, I don't dare."

At a glance, one can tell that this woman must come from a super wealthy and aristocratic family in Shenjing. With the Jia family's current background, it is obvious that she cannot be offended. It is safer to just give in and submit to the beautiful woman without damaging the dignity of our man.

"Hmph, you know what's going on. Otherwise, I'll make you look good." The girl snorted, raised her cloak, turned around and left.

Jia Cong smiled bitterly and shook his head. Girls of this era cannot be offended. Suddenly, my heart tightened, as if I was being watched by a ferocious beast, and I could smell a familiar fishy wind at the end of my nose.

Without thinking, Jia Cong kicked off his feet and rushed out, throwing the girl under him, and heard a tiger roar in his ears.

A tiger with striking eyes and a white forehead had jumped over his back, blocking their return.

The girl's eyes widened as she watched the ferocious tiger leap over her head. She was so frightened that her bones and muscles were numb, and she subconsciously screamed.

The tiger was stimulated by her scream and responded with a low roar, which made the girl tremble. "Big... big... big insect."

Jia Cong also felt chills in his vest, looking at the familiar look in the tiger's eyes, he was an old acquaintance, no, he was familiar with the tiger! This guy was shot with an arrow by me in the afternoon and escaped. I didn't expect this beast to be so vindictive that he followed me all the way.

Qiang, Jia Cong stood up and drew his sword in his hand. He was not very afraid with this precious sword that could cut iron like clay. He fixed his gaze on the tiger, and the blade lightly passed in front of him, making a hidden stance to guard the door. .

As long as this beast dared to pounce, he was sure to hit it hard in one move. As for whether he would be injured, he no longer cared about it.

The tiger was quite spiritual. Seeing Jia Cong's calm momentum and fierce murderous intent, he did not dare to attack rashly. He just walked slowly around the two of them, as if looking for a flaw.

At this time, Jia Cong had already taken the opportunity to pull the girl up, protect her behind him, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, don't run, don't make a sound, I can protect you."

The tiger's roar just now is believed to have alarmed the camp, and reinforcements should arrive soon. They only need to hold on for a minute or two, Jia Cong thought calmly.

The girl lay softly on Jia Cong's back, her teeth chattering, and she just nodded.

At this time, several groups of people had already galloped out of the camp, holding countless torches and searching around.

The girl couldn't help shouting: "Here!"

Oops! Jia Cong's heart sank. The tiger was stimulated by this and finally could not restrain its desire to kill. It scraped its limbs on the ground and rushed towards Jia Cong, wanting to kill the two of them directly.

Well come! Jia Cong shouted loudly, and instead of retreating or hiding, he rushed forward. Seeing that he was about to be killed on the spot, he suddenly saw him leaning back violently, bending his legs at the same time, landing on his knees, and actually jumped from the tiger's belly in an iron plank bridge posture. Slid down.

At the same time, the tip of the knife was raised upwards, using the power of raising fire to set the sky on fire.

There was only a soft squeaking sound, and the blade slashed across the tiger's snow-white belly.

The sword was so sharp, there was just a clatter, and a large amount of blood and internal organs poured out from the edge of the knife, making Jia Cong wet like a chicken.

(End of this chapter)