Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 48 The Emperor Summons
  boom.

The tiger corpse fell to the ground, only a few inches away from the girl's toes, and let out another earth-shattering scream.

Jia Cong felt relieved and collapsed on the ground. He had just taken a risk. If something went wrong, he would be the one who would be disemboweled by the tiger's claws.

"Over here!" Many soldiers from the Beijing camp holding torches had already come closer. They saw a huge tiger corpse in the open space, with blood and internal organs scattered all over the ground. A bloody man collapsed on the ground, and they hurriedly grabbed it and helped him up.

"Master, Master!"

Jia Cong stood up reluctantly with the knife in his hand, looked at the tiger at his feet, and was still a little frightened. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you all."

"Young Master is so brave! You can actually kill a tiger by yourself. Your Majesty will definitely give you a heavy reward." A boss smiled and directly filtered out the charming "Young Master" next to him.

Before Jia Cong could answer, he suddenly saw a large group of eunuchs and palace maids running towards the girl.

"My little ancestor, you are so anxious, why don't you come back with me quickly? What is this on the ground? A big insect! You are a bunch of dead people, why don't you protect me?"

The boss hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, saying: "My father-in-law, this big insect is dead. There is no need to panic. I am here to escort my father-in-law back to the camp."

At that moment, the soldiers fetched wooden sticks and ropes, carried the big insect away, asked Jia Cong his name, turned around, and left protecting the nobles in the palace.

When Jia Cong saw the girl looking back, he smiled and waved to let her go.

He wiped his face with his blood-stained clothes and felt his skin was fishy and sticky. Jia Cong shook his sleeves in disgust, picked up the scabbard and lantern and returned to the camp.

Returning to the barracks, Feng Ziying and others saw that he was covered in blood and asked him why.

Jia Cong explained with a wry smile, and then hurriedly ordered the boy to get water for cleaning.

"Unexpectedly, my brother turned out to be so brave, and I admire him." Feng Ziying and others sighed. Suddenly he asked again: "You said someone from the palace came later and took the woman away?"

Jia Cong nodded and said, "Brothers, do you know who that woman is?"

Feng Ziying and others looked at each other and said: "I don't know. To be able to accompany you to fight siege, she must be a member of the Holy Family. I have never heard of such a woman among the nobles. I think she is either a favored concubine in the palace or a member of the clan. Princess and princess.”

Jia Cong nodded, agreeing with this speculation.

I had just taken off my clothes, cleaned myself, and was about to wash my hair when suddenly a boy came to report the angel's message.

Jia Cong didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly changed his clothes, adjusted his crown and belt, and welcomed the guests in.

The eunuch Da Lala walked in, frowned, stretched out his hand to fan his nose, and stood facing south.

Feng Ziying and others hurriedly pulled Jia Cong to kneel down.

"According to the imperial edict: I come to Jia Cong of the Rongguo Mansion to see you and express your admiration for this."

"Jia Cong obeys the order."

"Follow me." The eunuch had an expressionless expression and was about to go out, but was held back by Feng Ziying and others.

Jia Cong didn't understand the rules, but they did, and a few banknotes were quietly stuffed into the eunuch's hands.

"Old Angel, why is Your Majesty summoning Brother Cong?"

The eunuch collected the banknote, and his dull face looked like it had been unlocked, with a warm smile: "Don't worry, gentlemen, it's a good thing. I heard that Mr. Cong killed a big insect, and the Holy Heart was very happy. You will definitely be rewarded if you go."

Feng Ziying and others congratulated Jia Cong repeatedly.

Jia Cong hurriedly returned the gift with his hands.

"Let's go quickly, don't keep your Majesty waiting."

Jia Cong hurriedly picked up the knife and left.

"What are you doing? How dare you bring a knife in front of a saint?" the eunuch reminded him hurriedly.

Jia Cong was stunned and thought of a sentence: I am a swordsman, and the sword never leaves my body.

"My father-in-law doesn't know. This time, killing the big insect depends entirely on the power of the sword. If the Holy One wants to see my sword..."

"Forget it, hold it for him." A young eunuch came up and took Jia Cong's knife.

The group of people walked towards the huge palace-like tent in the center of the camp.

On the way, for the sake of the banknote, the eunuch explained to Jia Cong in detail the etiquette of the holy face and the things to pay attention to.

After a while, at the door of the tent hall, the leader eunuch wearing a green python robe, a jade belt tied around his waist, and holding a whisk in his hand came up to him. The eunuch who was delivering the message hurriedly nodded and bowed before saying, "My lord, this is Jia Cong."

The internal minister nodded, looked Jia Cong up and down, and said with a smile: "As expected, he is extraordinary. Our family is Dai Quan, the eunuch in charge of the Daming Palace, and we are familiar with all the masters in the palace. You can call me General Dai."

Jia Cong thought that it was him, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly bowed and said, "I'd like to pay my respects to the Prime Minister, Mr. Wang."

Dai Quan nodded and said with a smile: "We are all members of our own family, why should we be so polite? Do you know the etiquette of meeting the saints?"

"I have just been taught by this father-in-law, and Cong already knows a little bit about it."

"Come in with me then." Dai Quan nodded, waved his fly whisk, and led Jia Cong into the hall.

Jia Cong lowered his head and followed Dai Quan in step by step.

Seeing that there were already several young people in the palace wearing hairpins and wearing fine clothes, lined up on both sides, they seemed to be several princes of today, the older one was in his twenties, and the younger one seemed to be about the same as himself. Seeing him coming in, everyone smiled and nodded with him.

On the open space next to him was the tiger carcass he had just killed.

"Your Majesty, I have an audience with Jia Cong of Rongguo Mansion." Dai Quan said.

"Jia Cong of the Yinsheng Rongguo Mansion has come to see His Majesty and respectfully greets His Majesty." Jia Cong did not dare to raise his head and look around, so he bowed his head.

"I beg you to rest in peace." A deep and magnetic male voice said.

Emperor Xifeng was about forty years old, with slightly longer cheeks, deep eyes, and a solemn demeanor. He wore a Kowloon purple gold crown and a tapestry silk Yanfu with colorful cloud patterns. Cong.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jia Cong kowtowed before standing up, his heart beating wildly with excitement. In his previous life, he had never even seen the county magistrate, but he didn't expect to see the current emperor - Emperor Xifeng now. It is said in the novel that Ban Jun is like When accompanying a tiger, don’t dare to be careless.

"How old are you this year?" Emperor Xifeng asked.

"Your Majesty, Cong is fourteen years old this year." Jia Cong bowed and answered meticulously.

"Well, at a young age, he has the ability to be a tiger, and he will have descendants for the prosperous country." Emperor Xifeng praised.

"Cong Wan does not dare to accept His Majesty's praise. This is just a gamble with his life. It is only due to His Majesty's great blessing and the power of the ancestor's sword that he can achieve this luck. It is not Cong's ability."

Emperor Xifeng smiled and nodded: "It's very good for a young man not to be arrogant or impetuous. Where is the sword you mentioned? Does it have a name?"

Dai Quan hurriedly presented Jia Cong's knife.

Jia Cong said smoothly: "This sword has a name, but Cong, a young scholar, doesn't recognize it. Please enlighten me."

Dai Quan's face darkened, this kid was so cowardly.

Just hearing a familiar smile from the imperial steps, everyone in the palace also chuckled.

Jia Cong didn't know that he had said the wrong thing, so he knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

Emperor Xifeng said: "What crime do you want me to forgive you for?"

"Uh... about this... Cong doesn't know, but I think he is guilty, otherwise the princes would not laugh. It doesn't matter what the crime is, but I beg your majesty for forgiveness." Jia Cong said bravely.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, this kid was funny.

Emperor Xifeng shook his head and laughed: "You are a weird kid, and you have a completely different temperament from Jia Daishan. Since you are taking the exam for me, I will take over."

As he said that, he took out the knife from its sheath. Seeing the sharp edge, Zhanran shined, he couldn't help but nodded and said: "It's a good knife!" Then he looked at the inscription, "Well, Qingluan, this knife's name is Qingluan, understand. Already?"

"Yin Sheng deserves to die. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your advice." Jia Cong was sweating in his heart. It turned out that he had committed a taboo by rashly asking the emperor for advice.

According to the language habits of this era, actively asking for advice often carries a provocative tone.

"Get up, how can I be as knowledgeable as a child," Emperor Xifeng said, "and you have made great achievements today, after all, what do you want?"

Jia Cong was so happy that he said: "Cong just killed a tiger by chance. He dare not take credit, let alone receive a reward from His Majesty."

"You know what you are asking, what a cunning boy." A delicate female voice spat from beside the dragon chair.

Jia Cong couldn't help but raised his eyes slightly, and sure enough he saw that the girl had changed into a red cloud and embroidered phoenix uniform, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, sitting on the side of the dragon chair, holding Emperor Xifeng's arm, very natural and intimate, obviously A very noble and favored person in the palace.

Emperor Xifeng looked at him with interest and said, "You are a smart boy and don't want to suffer. Tell him."

　Stop pretending, show your cards, and Jia Cong started to take off from then on.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)