Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 2 [002] Sister Lin goes north
Time flies, time flies, five years have passed in a flash
One day, Jia Chen was cleaning in the yard. Unexpectedly, from an abandoned horse shed, he found a copy of "The Euphorbia Warrior" and a copy of "Wudang Seven-Star Sword".

Surprised, Jia Chen opened "Wudang Seven Star Sword" first.

There are fifty-two styles in this set of swordsmanship.

They are: Immortal Guidance, Yeli Zanghua, Mountaineering and Snake Chasing, Tiger Hugging its Head, Golden Rooster Standing Alone, Phoenix Nodding.
Behind each formula, there are detailed explanations with pictures and texts.

On the last page of the sword manual, there is a summary:

This sword method belongs to Wudang superior sword method.

Jia Chen's eyes lit up, he didn't expect this set of sword skills to be a superior sword skill.

Does that mean that once you master this set of sword techniques, you will be able to become a master of swordsmanship?
Among the swordsmanship, there is also a set of Wudang School's light kung fu and body skills. Although it is not the legendary Wudang Tiyun Zong, it also belongs to the Wudang School's superior light kung fu.

Jia Chen's eyes flickered, full of surprise.

After closing the sword manual, Jia Chen opened "The Great Jishi" again.

This is the halberd technique created by Zhang He, the famous general of the Three Kingdoms period. He had [-] halberd soldiers under his command, and once defeated Gongsun Zan's [-] white horse followers.

The halberds they use are different from Lu Bu's Fangtian painted halberds, but crescent halberds.

Each crescent halberd weighs fifty-eight catties.

This set of halberd techniques is open and closed, mighty and domineering, and is one of the strongest halberd techniques in the world.

Jia Chen took out the money he had saved and went to the blacksmith's shop to buy a sharp long sword and a crescent halberd.

This sword is made of fine steel, and it weighs eight catties including the sheath and sword.

But that crescent halberd weighs sixty-eight catties!
Jia Chen originally wanted to buy a fifty-eight catty one, but it felt a bit light, so he simply bought a sixty-eight catty one.

When the blacksmiths saw the young man Jia Chen holding the crescent halberd with one hand, they were all stunned and shocked, and even forgot what they were doing.

The owner of the blacksmith shop was also deeply shocked, and exclaimed:
"Why is this kid so strong? I have sold weapons for more than [-] years, and I have never seen a boy with such strength."

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Jia Chen walked out of the blacksmith's shop with a long sword in his left hand and a crescent halberd in his right, and walked home along the bustling street.

This crescent halberd was one foot and two feet long. Jia Chen held it vertically in his hand, and it looked particularly eye-catching as it shuttled through the crowd.

Suddenly, there was a "da da da" sound of horseshoes, from far to near.

Jia Chen followed the prestige, and saw a dozen or so yellow puma horses, and a dozen young and strong men in heavy clothes and carrying bows and arrows were sitting upright.

Hugging in the front and back, headed by a middle-aged man, the rest of the dozen or so people are all dressed as retinues and generals.

The middle-aged man has a strong figure, a straight nose and a square mouth, piercing eyes, and he is not angry and majestic. He holds the rein in one hand and presses the waist knife in the other, exuding a domineering aura of looking forward to himself.

When passing by Jia Chen, the middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise:
"Whose boy is this, who can pick up a halberd with one hand?"

As he spoke, he pulled the reins abruptly, got off the horse, led the horse to Jia Chen, and asked with a smile:
"Boy, what is your name? Where do you live? How old are you?"

Jia Chen cupped his hands and gave a salute, neither humble nor overbearing said:
"The junior's surname is Jia, and his name is Chen. He lives in Ningrong Back Street. He is thirteen years old this year."

The middle-aged man saw that he was still childish, but he bowed his hands like a young adult, and he was quite young and mature, so he couldn't help giving him a high look, and said with a smile:

"It turns out that I am a descendant of the Jia family. I am Feng Tang, the general of the martial arts, and I am a family friend of the Jia family."

Jia Chen cupped his hands and saluted again: "It turns out that the famous general Feng Shibo was face to face, my nephew is so polite!"

Feng Tang laughed and said:

"My nephew is not only strong, but also considerate in etiquette and tactful in speech. As expected of the second Duke Ning Rong, the Jia family has someone to succeed in!"

Jia Chen said modestly, "Feng Shibo is overrated."

Feng Tang waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Nephew, don't be overly humble! Although I have been out of battle for a long time, I can tell at a glance that your halberd weighs fifty or sixty catties. You are a thirteen-year-old boy, and you can lift it with one hand, and it is easy. , It is really a natural supernatural power, which opened my eyes.

I have also seen many young generals who are about your age, but I have never seen one who is stronger than you. My son Feng Ziying is about your age. He is born with brute strength, but he can only use his hands. Raise the halberd, compared with you, it is far behind. "

Jia Chen laughed and said:

"My nephew is very honored to receive such praise from Feng Shibo. I have also heard that your son is an all-round talent in both civil and military affairs. If we meet in the future, my nephew is willing to become a bosom friend with him."

Feng Tang laughed heartily and said:
"Okay, if my son can make friends with a young talent like you, that would be his blessing, the more I look at you, the more I like you, a handsome young man.

In the future, you can come to visit my house at any time, you don't need to invite me, you just need to tell the door directly that you are my nephew. "

Jia Chen saluted, "Thank you Feng Shibo!"

Feng Tang originally wanted Jia Chen to wave the halberd twice to see, but he estimated that this half-child was only thirteen years old and didn't know how to use a halberd at all, he could only chop and stab at random, so he didn't let Jia Chen wave the halberd .

However, how did Feng Tang know that Jia Chen actually has a set of halberd techniques that have shocked the past and the present——"The Euphorbia", but he hasn't practiced yet.

When Feng Tang was full of praise for Jia Chen, his subordinates looked at Jia Chen, and couldn't hide their envy.

Feng Tang has always been strict in running the army and rarely praised the generals under his command, but today, he is full of praise for this young man, and he is really envious of others.

Feng Tang chatted with Jia Chen for a few more words, then got on his horse, took his leave and left.

Seeing the dozen or so riders flying away in the dust, Jia Chen felt a little happy. If he enlists in the army in the future, General Feng Tang of the Divine Martial Arts will be a very good contact and backer.

But now, the most important thing is to obtain fame.

First of all, you have to take the county exam. After passing the county exam, you will become a child student, but this is the first pass. After that, you need to pass the government exam, college exam, township exam, general exam, and palace exam before you can be named on the gold list.

After returning home and putting away the crescent halberd and long sword, Jia Chen rushed to Jia's school with his paper bag on his back.

The teacher in the school is Jia Dairu, and the students all call him Grandpa.

Jia Dairu studied for most of his life before he passed the county examination. He is now in his sixties and still an old boy.

Although his knowledge is mediocre, he is the only serious scholar in Ningrong Second Mansion, apart from Jia Jing and Jia Zheng.

The Jia family asked him to be in charge of educating young children in the Jia Mansion Academy, teaching lessons and solving doubts.

Today, as usual, Jia Dairu read a passage of "The Analects of Confucius" according to the scriptures, and then ordered:

"You memorize this paragraph, I will check it tomorrow."

After all, he turned around and was about to leave.

He didn't expect to be able to teach a few seeds of reading at all. How many of these descendants of the Jia family are willing to study hard after playing and playing all day long?

"My lord, please stay!" Jia Chen suddenly stood up and tried to persuade him to stay.

Hearing this, Jia Dairu stopped in surprise.

The surrounding students of the Jia family also looked at Jia Chen, wondering why this dull gourd, who usually doesn't like to talk, suddenly went crazy?

At the same time, on the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, there is a ship going up Hebei.

In the cabin, a frail young girl was sitting, stretched out her slender hands to lift the bamboo curtain of the porthole, and looked out.

She combed a lily bun, and a few brows hung down on her forehead.

A gust of breeze pierced through the reeds and came head-on, fluttering her beautiful eyelashes like butterfly wings.

Subconsciously, she slightly narrowed her eyes, which seemed happy but not happy, and frowned her delicate eyebrows.

Although she was only eleven years old, she already showed a somewhat elegant and refined face.

Between the misty sky and water, there was a mournful cry.

Lin Daiyu's gaze moved upwards slowly, and she saw a group of wild geese sometimes forming the character "person" and sometimes forming the character "Zhi", flapping their wings and flying northward through the turbulent sea of ​​clouds.

Wild geese return to the north, people look south.

Lin Daiyu felt lost, with a strong feeling of homesickness in her heart, and whispered softly:

"I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and I will see you off on a boat after thousands of miles. I don't know when I will be able to return to my hometown and reunite with my father after going to Guanhe for thousands of miles?"

As she spoke, her eye circles turned red, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes.

The maid Xueyan next to her comforted:

"Girl, don't be sad. Although we are far away from our homeland and wandering in Shenjing, the old lady of Rongfu is your grandmother, and she will not treat you badly."

(End of this chapter)