Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 239

Relatively speaking, the people living under the emperor's feet are a little more comfortable, and watching and eating melons has become their basic talent.

Not long after Wei Shicheng fell under the carriage, no less than a hundred people gathered at the door of the Wenrenju.After seeing the official robe on Jia Cong, there was a lot of discussion immediately.

Jia Cong also didn't think about driving away these people who eat melons. The more some things are covered up, the more rumors there are, but it is more beneficial for him to put it on the bright side.

The identities of the group of scholars who came out of the literati house were not simple. Jia Cong didn't know him, but he knew the materials of the scholar's uniforms on them.

The lowest grades are all precious Shu brocades, and the person who can call Jia Cong by his name in the capital and open his mouth to scold him is probably the son of some high school.

Among them was obviously the leader. He only glanced at Wei Shicheng, who was breathless on the ground, and immediately pointed at Jia Cong and scolded him: "Jia Cong, how dare you kill someone? Do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand?"

Ok?
Jia Cong looked dazed, he didn't seem to say anything, he didn't seem to do anything.

"Jia Cong, you killed Senior Brother Wei, the law is clear, with me here today, don't even think about running away!"

Among other things, this person made a high profile.

Jia Cong saw that he opened his mouth again and was about to be "broken with grief", and immediately raised his hand to stop him: "Stop! Let me ask you first, who are you?"

"This is the number one talented person in the capital, the fifth son of Wu Da's family, the left servant of the official department, brother Wu Mingrunwu."

The servant's son, of course, will not be short of dog legs.The Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Officials has a high position and authority, No. 1 under the heavenly officials.

Wu Mingrun's father, Wu Xi, was born as a second-class Jinshi. After ten years of official career, he returned to the capital and jumped all the way to the third-rank official department Zuo Shilang.

The 37-year-old Minister of the Ministry of Officials has a bright future, and there are many people in the court who fawn on him.

However, Jia Cong has never been afraid of anyone when it comes to fighting his father.It's nothing more than a servant of the Ministry of Officials. His father even beat the prince. As a son, he should be fine if he beats a servant of the Ministry of Rites.

Even if there are, two big thick legs in the palace are not a big deal!

Jia Cong pretended to be surprised, and asked back: "The number one talented person in the capital? Shouldn't it be me?"

The person who introduced Wu Mingrun just now seemed to have been greatly insulted, and he jumped up and said, "Shameless, you are a vulgar warrior, and you dare to call yourself the number one genius in the capital! Brother Wu is the person who won the first place in the three-year-old examination of the Imperial College. Hua Shuangjue, how dare you compare with Brother Wu!"

"Huahua, then I admit that I can't compare to him. But this round of poetry...heh!"

Jia Cong was full of sarcasm, and clicked his tongue several times: "Let's start a team battle, you go together, if you can win me once, you will lose!"

With just one sentence, the man blushed from choking.

What a joke, which of Jia Cong's poems is not the top of the top, who in the Imperial College dares to say that it can have half of Jia Cong's poetic talent.

Wu Mingrun finally stood up, waved his hands and said, "Everyone is in the same year, some vain names are not worth fighting for. The purpose of my waiting today is not to compare who can write poetry, but to seek justice for Brother Wei, and we must not let this thief leave safely. go."

"Brother Wu is right!"

"Extremely, extremely, we, disciples of saints, must uphold justice..."

They are really a group of shameless and shameless people. If Wei Shicheng could see the faces of these people, he might be able to live out of anger.

The corpse has been here for so long, and this group of people just kept targeting Jia Cong. No one thought about going to Wei's house to say something, or reporting to an official.

Jia Cong sensed that something was wrong, and he was secretly on guard.

"Then you guys continue to shout slogans first, my young master, I will send your brother Wei to the home of the great minister..."

"Don't go!"

"Killed Brother Wei, how can I let you run away!"

It seemed that they were annoyed by Jia Cong's indifferent appearance. Except for Wu Mingrun, all these people rushed forward a few steps, and they were about to catch Jia Cong...

Hearing a shua, Jia Shixi pulled out the long knife at his waist: "Bold, how dare you charge against your nobleman, do you want to rebel?"

In front of the ice sharp weapon, these people all stopped their forward steps in horror.

They turned their eyes to Wu Mingrun who was standing on the steps, and quietly asked for instructions on the next step.

Wu Mingrun cursed in his heart as a waste, and took a step forward and said, "Jia Cong, Senior Brother Wei died under the wheel of your house. You can't leave until the matter is investigated!"

"That's it, then I won't go."

Jia Cong raised his hand, and the soldiers went straight into the teahouse, moved a chair, sat down in front of the door, and said with a smile: "Originally, I was too lazy to take care of this matter, since you are kindly invited, then I will be the magistrate of the county today, and investigate this case!"

"The one upstairs, you can see clearly, it's not that I'm just looking for trouble, it's the son of Zuo Shilang's family who wants me to investigate the case!"

When Jia Shishi told him that the Confucian family in Qufu was behind Wenrenju, Jia Cong had already made up his mind to take care of it.

When Wu Mingrun and others insisted on targeting him for some reason, Jia Cong's first reaction was that someone was behind his back.

The whole capital went to inquire about which family in the capital was out of their minds and dared to trouble Jia Cong.These inexperienced second-generation officials must have been fooled and lame. It is ridiculous to use such clumsy tricks to tarnish Jia Cong's name.

No one responded to Jia Cong's words in the literati, but Wu Mingrun and others obviously changed their expressions, which proved Jia Cong's guess.

"Still coming out? It's okay, you will come out obediently in a while."

Jia Cong didn't care, and took the teacup from the soldiers, the tea was fragrant.

He sipped his tea and waited quietly.Wu Mingrun and others wanted to reprimand Jia Cong, but they were intimidated by the soldiers who had laid out their positions.

There were quite a few melon-eating crowd watching, but Wu Mingrun provoked their hatred towards the powerful and disregarding human life, but they also noticed something wrong and gradually calmed down.

Wu Mingrun felt that he had caught a loophole, and suddenly said: "Even if the case is to be investigated, it should be investigated by the Yamen. Your Jia's carriage ran over and killed brother Wei Xue. If you come to investigate, isn't it a thief calling for a thief?"

Jia Cong slightly raised his eyebrows: "Who said that the officer wants to investigate the death of Wei Shicheng?"

blah blah blah...

The ground trembled, and the sound of horseshoes.

"The Long Guard is handling the case, all the idlers and others are out of the way!"

coming!

"The last general, Yang Zhenbang, a thousand households in Fusi, North Town of Longjianwei, was ordered to come here to meet Lord Qianshi!"

Whoa!

"Meet your lord!"

The three hundred dragon guards all shouted their greetings, causing Wu Mingrun and the others to turn extremely pale in an instant.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, stood up and put his hands behind his back: "Get up, surround the scholar's residence, today I want to take a good look at the scholar's residence, what can make a good person come here in broad daylight? kind of level!"

Swish swish!
The [-] elite Longjian Guards from Beizhen Fusi quickly deployed their formation with just one order, and completely surrounded the Wenrenju.

Wu Mingrun immediately changed his face, bowed to Jia Cong and said, "Since the lord wants to investigate the case, the students will not bother the lord, and leave first..."

"Don't, it's not good to just leave like this."

Where Jia Cong would let them leave, with a wave of his hand, several dragon guards with knives approached Wu Mingrun and others.

"My lord, what's the reason? I was just anxious to seek justice for Brother Wei, and misunderstood my lord."

Wu Mingrun looked at the approaching Long Guard, and immediately panicked.

Just now when he and others saw Wei Shicheng crash into Jia's carriage from upstairs and died on the spot, they thought of pouring the basin of sewage directly on Jia Cong's body.

Anyway, everyone saw that Wei Shicheng died when he fell under the wheels of Jia's carriage and was run over.

This kind of thing happens from time to time in the capital, and [-]% of the time it is because of the bad luck of the passengers.How wonderful this basin of sewage is, in Wu Mingrun's eyes, Jia Cong couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

Unexpectedly, Jia Cong didn't intend to hide at all, not to mention that it also involved a thing that he hated - hibiscus ointment!

"Come here, go to the Ministry of Officials and the Imperial College, and invite Wu Shilang and Li Jijiu to come over."

thump!
Wu Mingrun was dizzy for a while, and collapsed directly to the ground.

Jia Cong stepped forward, leaned over and smiled: "Don't worry about the talents of Wuhan University, there are many fun things to do today."

……

The furnishings of the scholar's residence are all elegant, but the materials used are all rare treasures. At least in the Rongguo Mansion, except for the Rongxi Hall, such good materials have never been used.

The Confucian family in Qufu, descendants of saints, is really extravagant!

The big huanghuali wood is actually just used as the facade of a tea house, tsk tsk tsk, I guess the Dragon Head Palace is not so extravagant.

As soon as he came in, a middle-aged Confucian scholar came down from the second floor, bowed slightly and said: "My humble servant Kong Lingren, I have met Mr. Jia."

"Kong Lingren? Qufu Kong Family Ling, who are you, Lord Yansheng?"

Hearing Jia Cong's question, Kong Lingren replied proudly: "Yan Shenggong is my Zongbo."

"Descendants of saints, no wonder they are so bold!"

Jia Cong sized up the seemingly gentle and elegant Kong Lingren, suddenly his face turned cold, and he asked, "I ask you, how did you kill Wei Shicheng?"

Kong Lingren was not frightened by Jia Cong's sudden question, instead he asked with doubts on his face, "Didn't Mr. Wei Shicheng be hit to death by Mr. Jia's carriage?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. After a while, everything will become clear. Come on, search for me!"

Jia Cong sneered, waved his hand, and the Long Guard who rushed into the teahouse was ready to go and search around.

"Wait!"

Kong Lingren's face finally changed, and he shouted: "Scholar's Residence is the property of Duke Yansheng's mansion, the plaque inscribed by Duke Yansheng himself, I see who dares to be presumptuous!"

Jia Cong laughed out loud: "Yang Qianhu, someone actually used Yan Shenggong to suppress the Dragon Guards, what do you think should be done?"

Yang Zhenbang followed suit and laughed loudly: "The Dragon Guards are the Son of Heaven's own army. According to the Son of Heaven's order, they arrest lawbreakers. If they dare to stop them, they will be punished for treason!"

"Did you hear that? Kong Lingren, you can try to see if the Dragon Guard's knife is sharp enough to cut off the plaque you wrote for Yan Shenggong."

Jia Cong waved his hand again, and the Dragon Guards immediately dispersed and searched every place in the teahouse carefully.

Kong Lingren wanted to stop him, but Yang Zhenbang stood in front of him holding a knife, and could only watch helplessly as the Long Guards drove the guests in the building and rummaged around.

The literati living in the capital's Shilin circle is extremely famous, and many literati and refined scholars often come to teahouses for banquets and gatherings.

Today, many people gathered in the private rooms on the second and third floors. The quarrel downstairs had already made them pay attention. When the dragon guards went to clear the private rooms one by one, almost everyone followed Long The guard came to the lobby on the first floor.

Fortunately, the lobby on the first floor is spacious enough for dozens of people to stand up.Jia Cong just glanced around roughly, and saw a familiar face in it.

"Brother Wei is here?"

"A few classmates from the Imperial College and I came here to taste tea and discuss poetry while taking advantage of the rest. I didn't expect to meet Brother Cong."

Wei Ruolan didn't expect to encounter such a thing today, so she smiled wryly and introduced the classmates around her to Jia Cong.

He was originally a prince's son, but because of his infirmity since he was a child, he was unable to take the military path, so he could only find an opportunity to get the grace of the emperor and enter the Imperial Academy to study literature.

Jia Cong returned the salute with clasped fists, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, he sent someone to the carriage to call Baoyu in.

He leaned close to Baoyu's ear and whispered, "Second Brother Bao, didn't you ask me how terrible the hibiscus ointment is a few days ago? I'll let you see it later."

Sure enough, as Jia Cong expected, this literati hides a large amount of hibiscus ointment in the middle of the house. In the abode in the backyard and the private room upstairs, many people smoked clouds with bongs after the Dragon Guards rushed in. fog.

It's ridiculous that descendants of dignified sages let Confucian disciples take narcotics.If Kong Shengren knew, he would probably raise his sandbag-sized fist and beat this seemingly gentle Kong Lingren to death!

When the crowd gathered on the first floor saw the hibiscus ointment confiscated by the Dragon Guards, everyone they knew was horrified, and several people averted their eyes. Jia Cong didn't point it out on the spot, but let people remember it secretly.

More and more hibiscus pastes were confiscated, and the sweat on Kong Lingren's forehead became more and more obvious.

"Kong Lingren, Your Majesty has decreed that poisonous products should be banned. How do you explain these things?"

Jia Cong pointed to the lotus cream piled up in the lobby, and said coldly: "Secretary possession and sale of lotus cream, it will be decided. Can you plead guilty?"

Even though his face was pale, Kong Lingren still shook his head and denied it: "Master Jia, the literati never do anything that violates the laws and regulations of the country. These things are not hibiscus paste, but Wushi powder! Sucking Wushi powder is an elegant thing for me as a literati. , Master Xiao Jia was born in a family of martial arts, it is normal to not understand these things. But please don’t use such filthy things as hibiscus ointment to tarnish our reputation as a literati!"

"What a sophistry, Wu Shi San? What a joke!"

Jia Cong waved and shouted: "Go and bring all those drug addicts here, and let our Kong Yashi see what the five stone powder in his mouth has turned into!"

Jia Cong couldn't understand how terrifying people who smoke drugs are.On the way each addict was brought, many of them were in hallucinations, and some even wrestled with the Dragon Guard in order to fight for the restraint of the Dragon Guard.

Don't look at this group of addicts, some of them are already skinny, but under the stimulation of hibiscus ointment, they burst out with amazing strength.

A soldier of the Dragon Guard was accidentally knocked to the ground, his forehead hit the stone steps, bleeding profusely.

Not long after, more than a dozen silly people were dragged into the already crowded lobby on the first floor, and surprisingly, all of these people were dressed in Imperial College costumes...

"Li'er! Li'er, what did you do to my son?"

"Brother Hua, and brother Yang, what's wrong with you?"

……

The capital is so big, and there are only so many families who can come to Wenren Habitat.

Among the drug addicts brought by the Dragon Guards, several fathers and brothers were in the lobby.

It's a pity that no matter how their relatives yelled, these drug addicts turned a deaf ear to them, instead they made a lot of ugly appearances, and some even wanted to do their best in front of everyone.

Five stones?It is impossible for Wushi San to make people look like this!

No matter how eloquent Kong Lingren is, he still can't turn a deer into a horse.Everyone is a scholar, who doesn't know what happened to the so-called Fengya in the Wei and Jin Dynasties?
"Your Majesty, the Minister of Civil Affairs and Imperial Supervisor Li Jijiu have arrived!"

"Please!"

Jia Cong glanced at Wu Mingrun who was hiding behind the crowd, and the group of dissolute and ugly Guozijian addicts, and said coldly: "Today, I will invite Mr. Jijiu to have a look. Our Daxia talents have become What the hell is that!"

Jia Baoyu went to the door in person, and invited Li Shouzhong, the Imperial Academy's sacrificial wine, to enter the literati's residence.

"The next official pays homage to Minister Wu."

Jia Cong first paid homage to Wu Zonghui, the left servant of the Ministry of Officials, and then bowed his hands to Li Shouzhong and said: "My nephew paid a visit to Uncle Li, and asked him rashly, and disturbed his cleanliness. Please forgive me."

Li Shouzhong was over half a hundred years old, and he had already retired from his official position to recuperate, but was persuaded by Jia Zheng to return to take charge of the Imperial Academy in the capital.

Long Jianwei was still curious when he was invited out of the Imperial College Library, but when he entered the scholar's residence, he was almost fainted by the appalling scene.

Don't look at Li Shouzhong as a slightly pedantic Confucianist, but he is very concerned about current affairs.

The imperial decree issued a ban on hibiscus ointment, so he asked around to find out what hibiscus ointment was and what consequences it would cause...

The rules of the Li family are even stricter than those of the Jia family. After Li Shouzhong learned about the lotus ointment, he directly added a sentence to the family rules: Those who smoke the lotus ointment will be expelled from the family.

The ugly Guozijian students in the lobby on the first floor made Li Shouzhong feel ashamed, and he was about to throw a tantrum.

But Wu Zonghui spoke first: "Little General Jia, you asked the Long Guard to invite me here just to look at this? Furong ointment, right? It's no business for me to check the lotus ointment, right?"

Jia Cong turned around and pointed at Wu Mingrun who was hiding behind the people: "Wu Shilang, look over there... Yes, the son of Wu Shilang's family is also here, just now he framed the official and killed the nephew of Lord Shoufu."

In front of his father, Wu Mingrun was obviously much better behaved.

Moreover, his face was pale now, and he came over tremblingly and said respectfully: "Father, son... son just misunderstood Master Xiao Jia..."

"Since it's a misunderstanding, why don't you hurry up and apologize to General Xiao Jia!"

Wu Zonghui's rules are very strict, and Wu Mingrun was about to apologize immediately, but was stopped by Jia Cong.

"No rush, no rush..."

Jia Cong pointed to Kong Lingren, who was being escorted by the Dragon Guards, and then looked at Wu Mingrun, who was cowering and cowering: "Wu Shilang, you are not curious. With the courage of your son, he dared to 'misunderstand' the official and accused him in public. Does the lower official want to pour sewage on the lower official's head? This literati is a master!"

Wu Zonghui was able to hold high the position of Minister of the Ministry of Officials in his 30s, and his temperament and intelligence were first-class, so he naturally understood the meaning of Jia Cong's words.

But he just glanced at his timid son, and instead of answering Jia Cong's words, he kicked his son and said angrily: "Lawless, even Mr. Jia dares to slander, I think you have eaten the courage of an ambitious leopard!" Already!"

This kick was solid, and Wu Mingrun fell backwards directly, and the people standing behind him dodged one after another. The back of Wu Mingrun's head hit the pillar, and he passed out with a bang.

But Wu Zonghui didn't care, and even bowed deeply to Jia Cong: "It's the son's fault that he doesn't teach his father, today it's the fault of a dog's son. I, as a father, can't pay for General Xiao Jia. How to deal with it, The Wu family has absolutely no complaints!"

hiss!This Wu Zonghui is a ruthless man!
Jia Cong took a deep breath. He originally wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, but he didn't want Wu Zonghui to slash at his son directly, and didn't answer at all!
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