I'm in the Red Mansion

Chapter 140 Hero
Outside the palace, the people were still outraged.

They cursed Prime Minister Kou and Jia Cong.

However, at this moment, an exciting news came from the palace.

This time, Da Xia actually won!

Jia Cong, the abandoned son of Rongguo Mansion, actually defeated the best archer in the Qing Dynasty!
Even the details of the competition were leaked.

Baturu, the best archer in the Qing Dynasty, shot 48 arrows in a row from a distance of 130 steps, forming the four words "Tianxin Qumi", which looked very arrogant.

Jia Cong calmly took out a quiver and shot sixteen arrows from a distance of 150 meters.

A stroke was added to each of the four characters "天心取米" to form the four characters "不易敢来".

The two sides were arguing, and at this time, Jia Cong suggested bringing the target (actually a wooden board).

Then everyone realized that the sixteen arrows shot by Jia Cong penetrated three inches into the wood, and the intervals between them were almost exactly the same.

Jia Cong asked Baturu, the best archer in the Qing Dynasty, in public, and Baturu admitted defeat in person!

Daxia won, took back Caogu County, and punished the murderers who killed the people of Daxia!

As soon as this news came out, countless people in the capital were filled with shame.

They actually scolded Prime Minister Kou and Jia Cong for the whole day yesterday, and they were still scolding them even this morning.

These two people are the real contributors to this victory, they are heroes!
And they are actually insulting the heroes. Are they still human beings?
As a result, countless people all over the capital were slapping themselves in the face, using this method to apologize to the hero.

Afterwards, countless people fell into complete ecstasy.

Daxia won! Long live Daxia! Daxia is invincible!

Prime Minister Kou is truly a wise prime minister of all time!

Jia Cong is truly a hero of Daxia!

While countless people were still partying, the clever storytellers had quietly compiled the process of this competition into a dramatic story.

Then, taking advantage of the popularity, they started talking about the bizarre competition.

In just one afternoon, these storytellers made a fortune by taking advantage of this popularity.

……

As soon as Jia Cong returned home, the reward from the palace arrived.

The maids, old women and servants in the mansion were all delighted and came rushing to congratulate.

Aunt Mei smiled brightly and waved her hand, rewarding each person with a monthly allowance of silver.

As a result, everyone in the mansion was happy.

When they arrived at Aunt Mei's courtyard, Aunt Mei took Jia Cong's hand and asked worriedly, "Brother Cong, are you hurt?"

Hearing these words, Jia Cong felt warm in his heart.

Others only see how glorious you are, but only your mother cares most about whether you are hurt.

Jia Cong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Mother, the competition is not a life-and-death contest, it's just shooting arrows at a target, how can you get hurt?"

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "That's good."

Aunt Mei asked again, "When the palace came to deliver the reward just now, I heard that they were giving you the title of Enqiwei. Is it true or not?"

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Mother, of course it's true. I originally wanted to ask for an imperial decree for you."

"But the rank of Enqiwei is only equivalent to the seventh rank, which is still a bit low."

"Next time, I will earn you a title."

Hearing Jia Cong's words, Aunt Mei couldn't help but laugh and said, "How can an imperial decree be so easy to win? You have to risk your life for it."

"Mother doesn't care about these things. As long as you are safe and sound, mother will be satisfied."

"But this time you were awarded the title of Enqiwei. Although it is only the lowest title, it can be inherited by the family."

"With this title, it will be much easier to find a marriage for you." "Mother will make inquiries and will definitely find you a gentle, virtuous, and good girl who can manage the household well."

Hey!
This is never going to end, right?
Jia Cong quickly evaded the question.

At this time, Aunt Xue and her family came to congratulate.

When Jia Cong saw Xue Baochai, he discovered that there seemed to be a light in her eyes when she looked at him, but this light soon dimmed.

Jia Cong thought he was seeing things and ignored it.

The two families are close friends, so there is no need to be shy about anything.

Aunt Xue and Xue Baochai congratulated Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei agreed with great joy, and added, "The Emperor gave us a hundred rolls of fine tribute satin as a reward, but we don't need that much."

"You have a large family. I'll send half of them over later and you can try making some clothes."

Aunt Xue smiled and said, "It's very rare for our family to have such good things. We are really lucky to have them thanks to you."

"How can we use so much? Give us eight or ten pieces of horsetail and it will be enough to make a set of clothes."

Aunt Mei wanted to give it sincerely. After all, although Cong'er and the Xue family saved her life, the gifts they gave were really too much.

He gave her a house and money, and later on a BMW, a spear, armor, and even a precious bow.

All these added up to tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Now that I have finally obtained some good things, I naturally want to give more away, so as to repay the favor a little.

In fact, the Xue family was originally a royal merchant family. What good things didn’t they have?

Seeing that Aunt Mei insisted on sending it, Aunt Xue did not refuse.

As a result, Aunt Mei became even happier.

Xue Pan was holding Jia Cong's hand, looking excited and exaggerated, as if he was the one who defeated the Qing Dynasty's archer.

Jia Cong calmly broke free from Xue Pan's clutches and dealt with him.

The two families chatted for a while. Aunt Mei wanted to stay for dinner, but Aunt Xue declined and left.

After the family left, Aunt Mei sent fifty pieces of tribute satin to the Xue Mansion.

Aunt Mei discussed with Jia Cong again: "Brother Cong, we still have fifty rolls of tribute silk left in our family. I'm afraid we can't use them all in ten or twenty years. There's no need to spoil them."

"How about giving a few horses to your uncle's family so they can see some good stuff?"

When saying this, Aunt Mei showed caution, fearing that Jia Cong would not agree.

Jia Cong laughed and said, "Mother, how many people are there in our family? How can we use so many?"

"Just send twenty horses to my uncle's house. Giving too little will make us look stingy."

Hearing the number of twenty horses, Aunt Mei said distressedly, "Why send so many? I think we should send at most ten horses."

Jia Cong laughed and said, "Mother, apart from my uncle's family, where else do we have real relatives? If we send gifts to my uncle's family, there will be no other families to send gifts to—"

"Oh, by the way, we also need to send ten pieces of cloth to Master Zhao. After that, we will still have twenty pieces of cloth left, which is enough for us to use for a long time."

Yes, after Jia Cong was expelled from the Rongguo Mansion, he really had few relatives and friends.

There is a Liu Xianglian, but he is alone and doesn't even have a family.

There is no need to send him.

Aunt Mei listened and nodded in agreement.

She was just about to pack it up and deliver it personally.

Mei Shouli's family has already come to congratulate.

Aunt Mei hurriedly took Jia Cong and went out to greet them in person.

(End of this chapter)