Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 59 [059] Jiao Da, Feng Ziying

Surrounded by the sharp sound of breaking the wind, this knife is murderous and menacing.

Jia Chen's pupils narrowed slightly, and he jumped horizontally.

"brush--"

The blade brushed against his shoulder, and if he hesitated for a moment, even if his neck was not cut off, his arm would be cut off.

Jia Chen took advantage of the opponent's old moves, and before he had time to make a second cut, he punched the opponent's face.

"boom!"

"what!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the other party grunted in pain, staggering back and forth.

Through the hazy moonlight, one could vaguely see that the other party's face was covered with a gray cloth, his eyebrows were gray, the forehead lines on his forehead and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes seemed to be carved by a knife, obviously he was an old man.

But this person is agile and strong, no less than a young man.

The lion fights the rabbit, and use all your strength!
Jia Chen took a sharp step with his left foot, jumped into the air with his strength, raised his right leg, and made a fierce downward chop, the sole of his foot hit the old man's forehead.

The old man was kicked to the ground, lying on the ground, and the hatchet in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

Jia Chen picked up the hatchet with his toe, picked it up in the air, copied it casually, and grabbed it in his hand.

Taking advantage of this time, the old man got up, opened his palms, and a hungry tiger rushed towards Jia Chen, wanting to grab the knife.

Jia Chen sneered and waved his arms.

A fan-shaped snow-bright and cold light flashed across, and the old man's gray cloth face scarf was cut in half and drifted away with the wind.

Immediately afterwards, with a diagonal slash, the edge of the blade stopped abruptly on the side of the old man's neck, leaving only a trace of skin.

When he saw the old man's appearance clearly, Jia Chen was slightly taken aback, the other party turned out to be Jiao Da, an old slave of Ningguo Mansion!

The last time I went to attend Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng's evening ceremony, Jiao Da got drunk and went crazy, which left a deep impression on me.

Jiao Da played three or four times as a soldier with Ning Guogong Jia since he was a child, and he once carried his dying master out of the pile of dead people.

The environment in the battlefield was cruel and he couldn't find food. He was hungry and went to steal something for his master to eat. There was no water to drink, so he drank horse urine by himself and gave the half bowl of water he finally got to drink to his master.

Because of his previous achievements, the masters of the Ning Mansion looked at him differently, so it was not difficult for him.

Jia Chen immediately realized that Jiao Da wanted to avenge Jia Zhen.

Gritting his teeth, Jiao Da furiously shouted:
"I didn't expect that you are so young, but your martial arts are so strong. Back then, the old man followed the grandfather on the battlefield, and there was almost no enemy. But I just attacked you, but I didn't succeed. Since the old man can't avenge Uncle Zhen , if you want to kill or cut, you are welcome!"

Naturally, Jia Chen would not admit that he hurt Jia Zhen, and said with a sneer:

"Jia Zhen is seriously injured and unconscious, what does it have to do with me?"

The last time he went to Ningguo Mansion with Jia Zheng and Xue Pan to see Jia Zhen, he revealed that he knew Jia Zhen's injury, which was reasonable and not a slip of the tongue.

Jiao Da angrily reprimanded:
"Although Uncle Zhen is awake now, he is unconscious. He often mumbles your name indistinctly, and his eyes are still full of tears. This means that you must have hurt him!"

Jia Chen sneered and said:
"It's because he cared about me, so he talked about me. You thought you were being loyal to the Lord, but you didn't expect that you were just a fool who didn't know right from wrong."

Jiao was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and said anxiously:
"Why can't I distinguish right from wrong? I've been a hero all my life, and I've always been able to tell right from wrong. You can kill me, but you can't insult me!"

Jia Chen sneered and said:
"Jia Zhen wants to ashes her daughter-in-law, do you know? Jia Zhen murdered her for money and sent assassins to assassinate me in order to share more profits from selling books, you know? industry, you know?
Such a master who has no shame, a heart like a snake and a scorpion, has no virtue and no talent, has done so many bad things, but you turn a deaf ear to it, and dare to keep saying that you are a hero?where are youWhat a fool! "

At this time, Jiao Da didn't know that Jia Zhen wanted to occupy Qin Keqing, so he was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then cursed:
"Jia Zhen is so disgraceful! Duke Xian has lost all face!"

The corners of Jia Chen's lips twitched slightly, although this Jiao Da was arrogant and arrogant, but he could still distinguish right from wrong and black from black, and he hated evil like hatred, so he could be regarded as an upright righteous man.

Seeing that Jiao Da hated Jia Zhen deeply, Jia Chen took the opportunity to say:
"Jia Zhen has no conscience, and she deserved what she has done today. Is it really worth it for you to risk your life to avenge such a miserable master?"

In fact, Jiao Da already believed it seven or eight points, but he still tried his best to say:
"This is just your side story, why should I believe you?"

Jia Chen sneered and said:
"I won't kill you today, you will find out when you go back to investigate and investigate. I believe that you are still somewhat sloppy in Ningguo Mansion, so you can't even find out this bit of news, right?"

After finishing speaking, he took back the hatchet on Jiao Da's neck, ignored Jiao Da's complicated gaze, walked away, and went straight home.

Although Jiao Da is a hard shit, with a bad temper and a bad temper, he is cynical and paranoid, but he can be regarded as an upright guy with no bad intentions.

If he can come to his senses, he can try to win him over and see if he can take it for his own use.

Although Jiao Da doesn't have any great skills, he can make the best use of everything and make the best use of his talents. People in the world don't have real useless wood. As long as they are placed in the right position, they can make a difference, but the achievements can vary.

When Jia Chen came home, Qingwen had already fallen asleep by the candlestick.

The flickering candlelight reflected her sweetly sleeping pretty face flickering on and off.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the cherry lips were slightly parted. Although the eyes were closed, they were still charming and charming, making one unable to resist wanting to kiss Fangze.

Jia Chen picked up Qingwen, put her gently on the bed, and covered her and himself with a quilt.

Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door.

Qingwen ran to open the door, and the person who came was a young man in rich clothes, claiming to be Feng Ziying, the son of General Shenwu.

Hearing that the other party was so powerful, Qingwen didn't know whether it was true or not, so she didn't let him in directly, but reported to Jia Chen first.

Jia Chen and Qingwen walked to the gate of the courtyard together, and saw that the other party had a straight nose, square mouth, sharp eyes, and the same face shape as Feng Tang, both with Chinese characters. He should be Feng Tang's son Feng Ziying.

Jia Chen cupped his hands and said:
"Young Master Feng came to my humble house, and I feel lost in welcoming you. Please come in and have a cup of tea."

Feng Ziying cupped her hands and returned the salute:

"I've heard my father mentioned Brother Chen many times. I have admired him for a long time. After many inquiries, I found out that Brother Chen lives here. Today he came uninvited. He also invited Haihan."

Jia Chen laughed and said:

"Mr. Feng, you are being polite. I told your father that if I am lucky enough to meet Mr. Feng in the future, I would like to become a close friend with you, a young hero. Today, Mr. Feng personally visited the door. It is really a blessing from heaven, and it is exactly what I want."

Feng Ziying smiled and said:

"I just read idle books for a few years, and I know some kung fu. How can I be called a young hero? On the contrary, Brother Chen has both civil and military skills, and is capable of writing books. It is worthy of the four characters of young hero."

Jia Chen smiled modestly and said:

"Young Master Feng is overrated."

The two exchanged a few polite words, Feng Ziying said with a smile:

"Today I want to be a host. I invite Brother Chen to have a few drinks at Lu Mingxuan. I wonder if Brother Chen will show you some face?"

Jia Chen laughed and said:

"It's my honor to meet Mr. Feng with kindness. Is there any reason not to agree?"

After less than half a cup of tea, Jia Chen, accompanied by Feng Ziying, walked into a private room on the second floor of Lu Ming Xuan.

But found that Xue Pan, Jia Baoyu and Jia Rong are also here.

Xue Pan held a grudge against Jia Chen, when he met Jia Chen's eyes, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, wishing he could beat Jia Chen right away.

(End of this chapter)