I'm in the Red Mansion

Chapter 215 Heroes don’t ask where they come from
The woman who walked into the door was Tanchun.

She originally came here to ask Jia Cong to write a calligraphy book for her.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the study, I heard Jia Huan asking his third brother Cong for money.

Tanchun was naturally furious, and as soon as she came in, she grabbed Jia Huan's ear.

Jia Huan cried out in pain and begged for mercy.

After Tanchun let go of his hand, Jia Huan hesitantly said, "Third sister, I borrowed money from Third Brother Cong for important matters."

Hearing Jia Huan trying to quibble, Tanchun became even more annoyed and said, "You still want to quibble? You are obviously playing with birds."

"Cockfighting, dog walking, falconry, which royal relatives and sons of noble families are qualified to play?"

"Who are you? If you learn to play with birds now, what will happen when you grow up? How will you make a living in the future?"

As she spoke, Tanchun raised her hand in frustration and was about to hit Jia Huan.

Jia Huan was so frightened that he hid behind Jia Cong and said:

"Third sister, you only know how to scold me. Is it because I don't work hard? I was born in my aunt's belly and was born to be raised by a maid. What can I do?"

Tanchun said angrily, "A man of ambition is not judged by age, and a hero is not judged by his origin! Third brother Cong's background is even worse than yours, so what's wrong with him now?"

"If you have the time to complain about your background, why don't you study hard, pass the imperial examinations, and build your own career?"

"If I were a man, I would have my own ideas and I could set an example for you! I only regret that I am not a man!"

Hearing Tanchun's words, Jia Huan said aggrievedly: "Third sister, do you think I am unwilling to work hard?"

"I used to study hard in school, but I always feel sleepy when I read. I am not cut out for studying. What do you want me to do?"

"As for martial arts training, I'm already this old, I've long missed the age to practice martial arts, what else can I do?"

Tanchun said angrily, "You are neither good at literature nor martial arts, but you should not indulge in such depravity!"

"When you grow up and divide the family property, how much will you get? If you squander it like this now, how many years will you be able to squander it in the future?"

"It would be fine if you just squandered your own money, but now you are running to Brother Cong to borrow money! What will happen to your future?"

Jia Huan couldn't help but say, "Third sister, I'm not playing with birds, I'm doing this for serious business."

"Third sister, do you think I have never thought about the future?"

"Now that Third Brother Cong has become successful, he will definitely support me in the future."

"But I am neither good at literature nor martial arts. Even if Third Brother Cong wants to help me, I am a hopeless case. How can Third Brother Cong help me?"

Hearing this, Tanchun frowned and asked, "Now that you play with birds, can Third Brother help you? How do you expect Third Brother to help you?"

Jia Huan said seriously: "Third sister, I told you, I am not playing with birds."

"I am training carrier pigeons. When Third Brother Cong becomes more powerful in the future, they may pass on some news."

"If I can train a large number of homing pigeons, can I help Third Brother Cong?"

After hearing this, not only Tanchun, but also Jia Cong's face showed a thoughtful look.

There were no mobile phones or telephones in ancient times, not even walkie-talkies or fax machines.

Delivering messages is indeed a very difficult task.

It would be extremely convenient if we could train a group of reliable carrier pigeons.

At this time, Jia Cong couldn't help but ask: "Brother Huan, you have never raised pigeons before, let alone eagles, how can you raise homing pigeons?"

Carrier pigeons are not something that can be trained casually.

For a newbie who has never had any contact with homing pigeons, it is almost impossible to train reliable homing pigeons from scratch.

When Jia Huan heard this, he said proudly: "Humph, Third Brother Cong, you don't know my abilities!"

"Although I am not as good as you in reading and martial arts, I am a genius in training homing pigeons!"

"Although I don't know how to raise homing pigeons, Zhao Da from our mansion does. I have been learning from him for a few months, and now I have surpassed him!"

Zhao Da is the son of Zhao Guoji, Jia Huan's biological uncle, and biologically Jia Huan's cousin. However, in terms of status, Zhao Da is just Jia Huan's servant.

Zhao Guoji died of illness last year, and now it is Zhao Da who drives Jia Huan.

It has to be said that in the Jia family alone, there are many people with different names.

Lai Da, Jiao Da, Zhao Da, Xue Da, maybe there are other servants called Da among them.

This is also related to the low literacy rate in this era, and when parents name their children, they just like to name the eldest child.

After listening to Jia Huan, Jia Cong thought for a moment and then said, "Brother Huan, words are not enough, let's do this."

"If you can really prove that the homing pigeons you raise are useful, how about I pay you to raise them?"

"And of course your benefits will be indispensable!"

Hearing this, Jia Huan immediately patted his chest and said, "That's great, Third Brother Cong. A man of honor should stick to his word!"

"I wonder how Third Brother Cong wants to test it?"

For a moment, Jia Cong didn't think too far ahead.

After thinking for a while, Jia Cong couldn't help but say: "My Ningguo Mansion has a manor outside the city. If your pigeon can deliver messages between the two places, I will trust you!"

Jia Huan nodded and said, "Okay, that's it!"

Next, Jia Cong asked Xue Da to send someone to send Jia Huan to the farm outside the city.

He also asked the people sent by Xue Da to watch Jia Huan delivering the message using a carrier pigeon.

After hearing this, Xue Da hurried to make arrangements.

Jia Huan returned to his yard and brought back a carrier pigeon.

Then he walked around Jia Cong's study with the carrier pigeon in his arms. Jia Cong didn't know what means he used.

After a while, Jia Huan said that everything was ready.

Then, Jia Cong asked Xue Da to send someone to send Jia Huan to the farm outside the city.

The farm outside the city is not very close, and it takes more than two hours to get there.

Although Tanchun was curious, she turned back.

In the afternoon, Tanchun couldn't help but rush back.

While Jia Cong was reading, he was also looking forward to it.

If Jia Huan can really accomplish this, it will be really useful in the future.

Jia Cong had been waiting, but unfortunately the carrier pigeon did not come until evening.

Jia Cong couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Tanchun didn't want to stay here for long, so she said goodbye and left.

After another half hour, Jia Cong suddenly heard a fluttering sound, and a carrier pigeon flew in from outside.

Seeing this, Jia Cong couldn't help but feel happy.

Jia Cong quickly stretched out his hand, and the carrier pigeon seemed to recognize Jia Cong's scent and landed on his shoulder.

Jia Cong took out a piece of paper from the small bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg.

When I opened it, I saw a few ferocious words on the note.

Brother Cong, how is it? Haha!
Seeing this post, Jia Cong smiled slightly.

Then he took out a piece of paper and wrote the four words "very good, not bad".

Now that it was getting dark, after thinking it over, Jia Cong did not release the pigeon.

(End of this chapter)