Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 34 [034] Who killed Jia Yuanchun, Liu Biao?
It seems that Li Guogong Liu Biao did not hesitate to offend all the nobles of the founding line, and wanted to break away from the camp of leaving the country, and completely disregarded his relationship with the founding heroes, so as to win the trust of the emperor.

It can be seen from this that the situation faced by the founding lineage is so dangerous. As a result, Li Guogong, who is also the founder of the country, even lost his face and reputation. Severed relations with the founding of the country.

In fact, Jia Chen has always suspected that in the original novel, Liu Biao was one of the murderers who killed Jia Yuanchun.

Because Jia Yuanchun's verdict is:
"Twenty years of distinguishing right from wrong,

The place where the pomegranate blooms illuminates the palace.

Three spring struggles and early spring scenery,
The tiger and the rabbit meet and return home in a big dream. "

And the character "Liu" of Liu Biao, the Duke of Li, can be taken out of the character "Mao" on the right side. This character corresponds to the zodiac rabbit, collectively known as "Mao Rabbit".

Liu Biao's "Biao" character can be removed to get the left half of the "Tiger" character.

The word Liu Biao fits the phrase "the tiger and the rabbit meet and return to their dreams".

Judging from this, in the original book, Li Guogong Liu Biao may really be one of the murderers who killed Jia Yuanchun.

While his thoughts were racing, Jia Chen moved his numb feet.

"Clap!"

There was a crisp sound under my feet.

Jia Chen's heart trembled, he lowered his head and saw that he accidentally stepped on a dead branch.

"Who?"

Liu Biao's shouts came from the hall.

Although his beard and hair are white, but his voice is full of spirit, like Hong Zhong Dalu, it seems that he has martial arts.

"Oops, I was discovered!" Jia Chen's pupils narrowed slightly, and he no longer hid his figure. He jumped, jumped over the one-foot-square flower bushes by the window sill, and ran towards the door of the mansion.

"Come on! There are assassins!"

As Liu Biao roared, the hanging flower doors on both sides of the courtyard were suddenly pulled open, and eighteen monks in purple monk robes came out of the door in a fan-shaped array, stopping Jia Chen.

They all held a water-milled Zen stick, and each of them looked fierce, with big arms and round waists.

The bridge of the nose is high, the nostrils are large, the skin is rough, the complexion is red, and the eyes are mostly triangular or squinted. Looking at the facial features, they don't look like people from the Central Plains.

Is it a fan monk?
Jia Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fists, and lowered his shoulders to prepare for the enemy.

At this time, Liu Biao and Liu Fang also rushed out of the hall.

Behind the two were four guards holding waist knives.

When Liu Biao saw Jia Chen, he froze for a moment and asked:

"Whose family are you a child? Why did you come to our Duke Li's mansion?"

Jia Chen took a deep breath, without changing his face, and said neither humble nor overbearing:
"Just now, Lingsun and I hit it off right away. It was Lingsun who invited me here."

After all, he looked at Liu Fang with a half-smile.

Just now, Liu Fang didn't tell Liu Biao about meeting him and being taught a lesson by him. Jia Chen had already guessed Liu Fang's concerns. He was afraid that Liu Biao would find out that he was so incompetent and that he would not be able to support the family in the future. Thus depriving him of the qualification to inherit the title and succeed the head of the family.

Hearing this, Liu Biao looked at Liu Fang with a strange expression.

The corners of Liu Fang's lips twitched, and she smiled embarrassingly:
"Yes, my lord, I was busy talking to you about important matters just now, and I haven't had time to tell you."

Liu Biao was dubious, and asked thoughtfully:

"Then whose nephew is this handsome young man?"

Liu Fang gasped, he really didn't ask Jia Chen just now, what should I do?

Seeing his embarrassed face, Jia Chen slightly raised the corners of his lips, and introduced himself:

"Don't change your name when you're a real man, and don't change your surname when you sit down. I'm Jia Chen, a descendant of the Rongguo Mansion."

He didn't even use the modest title of "I'm under". The other party wanted to deal with the Jia family, and it was clearly a hostile stance, so why should he be polite to the enemy?

Liu Biao widened his eyes in astonishment, and asked in a voice:

"Are you the famous Jia Chen who punished Jia Zhen at the evening ceremony?"

Jia Chen smiled lightly and said, "Exactly."

Liu Biao squinted his cloudy old eyes, looked Jia Chen up and down with dark eyes, and praised:
"At such a young age, he is imposing and outstanding, he can be called a young talent, and his future is bound to be bright.

Unexpectedly, among the incompetent and incompetent descendants of the Jia family, there is a hero who can stand up and establish a family. It's a pity that you are a descendant of the side branch, and I am afraid that you are not qualified to succeed the Jia family's title. "

Jia Chen proudly smiled and said:

"Most of the children and grandchildren who inherit the title are not successful in writing or martial arts. I have never counted on the hereditary title. I firmly believe that with my own strength, I can be named a marquis and a minister, and I can be promoted to a noble title!"

Liu Biao nodded slightly, approvingly said:

"It's really a hero from ancient times! The heroic words made me, an old man who is dying, feel excited.

I appreciate you very much, but it's a pity that you just heard something you shouldn't have heard. After you die, I will bury you in a treasured land of geomantic omen and give you a grand burial. "

Jia Chen laughed loudly and said:
"Old man, are you trying to kill people? If I want to leave today, do you think you can stop me with these men?"

As soon as these words came out, before Liu Biao responded, one of the monks couldn't help but sternly scolded:

"What a big tone! How dare you underestimate our Snowy Eighteen Arhats! To deal with you, a brat with no hair, my bare hands are enough!"

Liu Biao sneered and said:
"Boy, you are brave! I will erect a good monument for you."

As he said that, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Do it!"

As soon as the words were finished, the monk just now raised his water-milled Zen staff and patted the handy shovel on his head.

If this shot is right, Jia Chen's head may be shot into his chest.

Faced with this powerful thunderous blow, Jia Chen dodged sideways, so that the shovel brushed his shoulder and rushed down.

There was a crisp sound of "snap".

The handy shovel hit the ground heavily, stone chips splashed, and the white marble floor cracked a hole like a spider web.

Jia Chen stepped on the pole of the water-milled Zen stick, and with the force of the rebound, his body volleyed in the air and swept out.

Beside it, stands a wooden weapon rack with many long weapons stuck on it.

Unfortunately, there is no long sword.

Jia Chen hasn't practiced halberd yet, and he is only good at swordsmanship at present, but now that the situation is critical, he doesn't care too much, so he pulled out a long three-pointed double-edged knife with a long pole before he flew to his heels.

Liu Biao's eyelids trembled, and he was taken aback. He had fought the enemy before, and he had seen many young men with stunning talents, but he had never seen a thirteen-year-old boy with such superb martial arts!
Seeing Jia Chen's extraordinary skills, the monks stopped underestimating him.

"kill!"

With a shout, the monks held water-milled Zen sticks and rushed towards Jia Chen who was still flying in the air.

Jia Chen twisted his waist and swung his arms, sweeping the three-pointed two-edged knife horizontally.

Accompanied by a messy sound of metal clashing, he swept out several long weapons inserted in the wooden shelf, and shot at the besieging monks.

There are spears, spears, and knives
The monks hurriedly raised their water-milled Zen sticks to block the flying weapons.

Liu Biao was deeply shocked and dumbfounded. How could a thirteen-year-old boy have such tyrannical physical strength?Not only did he easily pick up the three-pointed double-edged knife weighing seventy-eight catties, but he could also sweep away thousands of troops with one move, sweeping out several heavy and long weapons.

Liu Fang on the side turned pale with astonishment, she was terrified, luckily she didn't get punched by this kid just now, this kid's strength is so terrifying, she was afraid that she could kill herself with just one punch!

At the same time, Feng Tang was standing outside the gate of Duke Li's mansion.

He had just followed Jia Chen all the way to this place, seeing Jia Chen flying over the walls into the Duke of Li's mansion, wondering what this kid was going to do, when suddenly he heard the sound of fierce weapons clashing in the mansion.

"Not good! This kid has used force with Duke Li's people!"

For Jia Chen, Feng Tang admired and loved him very much, and even wanted to take this kid as his godson.

What's more, I and Jia's family are family friends, and I can't just ignore death because of emotion and reason.

Thinking of this, Feng Tang quickly ran to the door of the mansion, raised his hand to grab the knocker, and knocked on the door anxiously and heavily.

Hearing the rapid knock on the door, Liu Biao looked at Liu Fang suspiciously, and ordered: "Climb up the watchtower and look outside, who is knocking on the door?
(End of this chapter)