I'm in the Red Mansion

Chapter 27: Seeing injustice, helping others
As soon as these two rascals caused trouble, all the people who had been queuing up to have their portraits taken scattered in panic and hid far away.

"How did this young painter owe people money? He even ran away and was caught red-handed. He is truly despicable!"

People of that era were still very simple-minded. Some believed what the two ruffians said and started to verbally attack Jia Cong.

Someone immediately said, "These two are notorious scoundrels on the street. They cheat and deceive people. How can we trust their words?"

"So, this young painter has been targeted by them because he received the reward today?"

"Who said it wasn't? Today he's probably going to lose all his money! He'll have to get severely beaten!"

"How could such a vile thing happen in broad daylight?"

"Tsk! Don't just talk nicely, go and fight for justice if you have the guts!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent.

It's okay to ask them to express their support, but when asked to step forward to fight for justice, no one is willing to do so.

The two scoundrels were pressing forward step by step. Seeing that there was no way to avoid them, Jia Cong prepared to shout and offer a reward of silver for the two men.

At this moment, Jia Cong heard a sound breaking through the air.

call out!
A piece of wood flew out from the crowd and hit one of the hooligans in the knee, causing him to fall to one knee on the ground.

The scoundrel couldn't help but yell, "Which little bastard is plotting against me? Why don't you get out of here? I'm going to smash your head today!"

"Humph! Your grandpa is here!"

Before he could finish his words, a young man came to the center of the field in two leaps. He flew up and kicked the scoundrel in the chin in the air, sending him flying.

As the young man fell, he twisted his body and swung his other leg back in a beautiful whirlwind, hitting the other scoundrel in the chest.

The rascal immediately turned into a rolling gourd, rolling for several feet before stopping. He lay on the ground and could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

After struggling for several times, he finally got up from the ground. Without saying anything, he hurried to help up another scoundrel, and the two of them fled in panic.

Seeing this, cheers from the crowd were heard from afar.

Jia Cong looked over and saw that the young man was dressed in black warrior clothing and a warrior scarf on his head, which made his red lips and white teeth stand out even more.

But he had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which made him look a little more dissolute.

There was another man next to the young man. This man was tall and strong, with a dignified appearance, giving people a very cheerful feeling.

Jia Cong clasped his fists and said, "Thank you two heroes for your help. I am grateful to you."

Hearing this, the young man with peach blossom eyes asked hurriedly, "Wait a minute, your name is Jia Cong? But Jia Cong from Rongguo Mansion?"

Jia Cong was stunned when he heard this.

He was just an unknown person in Rongguo Mansion. How did this young man know his name?

Jia Cong couldn't help but say, "That's right, I wonder how the benefactor knew my name?"

The young man with peach blossom eyes couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Jia guarded his mother all night because she was afraid of thunder. His filial piety is comparable to the twenty-four filial piety. How could I not know it?"

"What I admire most in my life is loyalty and filial piety. When I heard about Brother Jia's filial piety, I admired him for a long time. I just regretted that I had no chance to meet him. I didn't expect to meet Brother Jia under such circumstances!"

Hearing this, Jia Cong was deeply surprised.

He really didn't expect that his filial piety would spread, and spread so quickly.

In fact, Daxia was founded on filial piety, so wherever stories of filial piety appear, they will always spread quickly.

Furthermore, this matter was actually made public by the loudmouthed Jia Huan in the school. Later, Xue Pan found out about it and boasted about it at the wine table.

This young man with peach blossom eyes had some connection with the Jia family. Otherwise, he might not have remembered Jia Cong's name.

Jia Cong suppressed his inner doubts and asked hurriedly, "May I ask the names of the two heroes?"

The young man with peach blossom eyes couldn't help but smile and said, "My name is Liu Xianglian, and his name is Feng Ziying. Speaking of which, we both have some connection with your Jia Mansion."

"We are good brothers with Baoyu from your house. We often drink together! You can just call us brothers."

These two people turned out to be Liu Xianglian and Feng Ziying!

I didn't expect it to be the two of them. This is really a coincidence.

Jia Cong could not help but say: "Thank you two brothers for your help. I have no way to repay you. I can only ask you two brothers to be my host to show my gratitude. I hope you two brothers will do me the honor!"

Feng Ziying smiled and said, "Well, it is fate that I met Brother Jia today. Today, we two brothers will eat your hospitality. We will treat you back another day."

The drawing board had been damaged by the ruffians and could no longer be used, so Jia Cong took the brush and ink.

The three of them went to the nearby Qingfeng Tower together, and Jia Cong ordered eight dishes, four cold and four hot, and a jar of wine.

The three of them came to the private room upstairs and sat down.

Feng Ziying couldn't help but ask, "Brother Cong, you concealed your identity and painted here. You are really elegant, not inferior to those sages and scholars in ancient times."

Hearing this, Jia Cong couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Brother Feng. My aunt is sick and I had to borrow money to buy medicine. I came out to sell paintings just to support my mother. How can it be elegant?"

This is a family disgrace and should not be made public.

But after a little thought, Jia Cong decided to tell the truth.

His network of connections is weak now, and these two people are both kind-hearted people, and are worth making friends with.

The more generous and frank you are, the easier it will be to gain their approval.

Feng Ziying couldn't help but frown and asked, "Brother Cong, your Rongguo Mansion is also a wealthy family with two dukes, why is it so difficult?"

Jia Cong smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Feng, I am the illegitimate son of the eldest son. Family disgrace should not be made public, so I can't say much."

Feng Ziying couldn't help but say, "Every family has its own problems. We brothers are drinking together, so it's better not to talk about such dirty things."

"But as the saying goes, a hero is not judged by his origin. In the future, Brother Cong will surely be able to stand out and make a name for himself!"

"In order to support his mother, Brother Cong did not hesitate to sell his paintings to raise money. He is indeed a pure and filial person."

"Just tell me how much silver you need. If you have more, I can still give you three or two thousand silver."

This Feng Ziying is indeed a man of temperament.

However, although Jia Cong was short of money, he was not prepared to take it from him.

Thinking of this, Jia Cong couldn't help but say, "That's not necessary. I've made a couple of hundred taels of silver from painting these few days."

"My two brothers, you may not know that I ran into my cousin Xue Pan yesterday and today. Although he did not recognize me, he was very generous and gave me 150 taels of silver."

"It was because he gave a hundred taels of silver today that two ruffians came to covet him."

Hearing this, Feng Ziying couldn't help but laugh and said, "So you met Wenlong. He is indeed of this kind of personality."

(End of this chapter)