Picturesque Rivers and Mountains in the Red Chamber

Chapter 322 5.4 Taking Sister Lin to offer incense in the temple
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5.4 Take Sister Lin to burn incense in the temple
May [-]th, the almanac shows that it is suitable for travel and sightseeing, but not for business openings or large transactions, and avoid weddings, funerals and other events; the weather is sunny and the temperature is slightly high but basically suitable.

A somewhat ordinary-looking carriage slowly left the city and drove north along the official road. In front of the carriage were two knights riding fast horses. There were eight more people following behind the carriage. All ten of them were dressed in the same way. They seemed to be A servant of a wealthy family; there is a snow-white horse with a divine horse beside the carriage, and a man with a sword is accompanying the carriage on the left side, moving slowly with the speed of the carriage.

"Brother-in-law, are you sure everything has been arranged?" Zhao Yanling, who was dressed as a coachman in the "driving seat" of the carriage, was obviously worried, "I will take Sister Lin to the temple to offer incense. With just this little manpower, of course there will be no problem for the two of us. , but Sister Lin and Sister Xueyan are ordinary women, they can’t even ride a horse, how can they keep up with them.”

"Okay, you've been noisy all the way, what do you have to worry about?" Zhou Yang waved the riding whip high in anger, but finally landed lightly on the girl's head, "What do you think I have been doing these two days? It has been arranged a long time ago, and the manpower has entered the position in advance; if there is nothing, just think of it as a waste of time, if there is something, it will not be easy for anyone to come, I said it!"

"Brother Zhou, Sister Yan Ling, what's the danger?" Sister Lin's timid voice came from inside the carriage.

"No, it's just a bodyguard business run by Yan Ling's family. I used to work as a bodyguard for the family members in the capital. I always felt that a lady like my sister, a lady of the family, took too few people with her when traveling." Zhou Yang glared at Zhao Yanling as he spoke. , indicating that she was not allowed to mention it again, "Besides, although Tianning Temple is located in the north of the city, it is full of official roads and has a lot of people. Where could there be any danger?"

"Don't worry, sister, I just said a few words in vain." Zhao Yanling stuck out her tongue, then made a gesture of covering her mouth before continuing, "But one thing my brother-in-law said is right. Compared with those officials in the capital, , Mr. Lin is indeed a bit too simple. If a girl's daughter-in-law in the capital goes out, she must have at least ten servants and slaves to follow her, not counting bodyguards, otherwise outsiders will think that she is not taken seriously at home."

"Brother Zhou, my little sister heard from my father last night that you were a disciple of the Rongguo Mansion where my mother was born?" Sister Lin said softly, "Is it like this in the mansion as Sister Yan Ling said, and it is also like this when traveling? Last night, my father also said Tell me, you want to send me over there for a while, right?"

"This." Zhou Yang touched his nose and tried to organize his words. If he wanted to make a grand statement, Rong Guofu would only be more exaggerated, but with the hat of "Rong Guofu's disciple", it was really inconvenient for him to say ugly things. In the end, He still said carefully, "The highest status in that mansion is the old lady Rong Guo, who has always attached great importance to the female family members.

It's okay on weekdays, but there aren't so many trips. Once in a while, it's natural to arrange more manpower just in case. Then there are the people in the mansion. Although there are not many masters, because the mansion is larger, there are not many. I'm afraid there won't be enough manpower to take care of it. In addition, the Jia family is a royal family and has been passed down for generations. There are indeed many children in the family. "

Anyone who has a slight understanding of the original novel Red Mansions will know how far Ning Rong’s extravagance and waste have reached. Even if the family’s economic conditions have reached the point where Yin and Mao have to live in poverty, they still do not forget the momentum and ostentation. The so-called "falling donkey" "Don't fall over" refers to this kind of empty bucket.

"I see." Sister Lin's voice became much softer. She is a smart girl. Of course she could understand what Zhou Yang meant. In addition, Lin Ruhai told her last night that she was going to send her to Rongguo Mansion. Obviously some worries about gains and losses.

"Don't worry, sister, didn't I just say that? There aren't many masters in the house, so what do you have to worry about if you go?" Of course, Zhou Yang wanted to comfort him in time, but he didn't stop throwing nails, "Others in the house People are easy to talk to, especially women. Just treat each other as your own sisters, and pay special attention to the same thing.

The second son of the second wife, whose nickname is Baoyu, because he is the youngest in the family, he is used to growing up with the old lady. Although he was born in the 36th year of Longwu, he rarely goes to school to study. On weekdays, he likes spending time with his sisters the most. He is playful, spends most of his time hanging out at home, and is a bit childish. You should not get along with him. "

"The son born in the 36th year of Longwu is already fifteen, and he is still hanging out in the inner house, and he still doesn't like studying?" Before Sister Lin could say anything, Xue Yan had already called out, "This is not what our children should be like. ? They don’t even understand the most basic rules in their house."

"Xueyan!" Sister Lin scolded, stopped her maid, and then said to Zhou Yang apologetically, "Brother Zhou, don't be the same as her. If I really go to that mansion, I will be careful! "

"That's good!" Zhou Yang smiled and said no more.

Without saying much words along the way, the convoy entered the Tianning Zen Temple safely. With many years of experience, these monks, especially after accepting Zhou Yang’s 100 taels of sesame oil money, happily arranged the arrangement in the backyard of the Zen Temple. A VIP "zen room" with an independent courtyard; after Zhou Yang tidied up for a while, he left with all the guards, leaving only Zhao Yanling to accompany the two masters and servants.

That night, the distinguished guests had a "zen room".

"Sister Lin, get up. If Madam is alive in heaven, she won't want to see you like this." Zhao Yanling gently helped up Sister Lin, who had been kneeling for nearly half an hour, reciting the "Rebirth Mantra" throughout, and looked at her with distress. She looked unsteady and said, "As long as your filial piety is fulfilled, why do you have to do this to yourself?" "Sister Yan Ling is interested, and my little sister is fine." It was probably because her legs had been paralyzed for too long, but Sister Lin finally recovered with the support of Zhao Yanling. He reluctantly returned to the bedroom, took the lotus seed soup from Xue Yan, and drank slowly, "Brother Zhou dropped us off and never came back. I don't know what he did."

"Silly sister, there are differences between men and women, how can he be with us." Zhao Yanling smiled and comforted, "What's more - huh?"

"Miss Zhao, what are you doing?" Sister Lin looked stupidly at the master and servant as Zhao Yanling suddenly stood up and pushed them both down at the same time. He quickly blew out all the candles, locked the doors and windows, and even blocked the door with a cupboard. Then he lay down next to the two masters and servants with the sword in his arms. Xue Yan couldn't help but ask stupidly.

"There are some good friends here who didn't say hello. Don't worry, my brother-in-law will arrange them. We just need to wait in the room." In fact, there was no need for Zhao Yanling to explain, because Fang Wai had already called him one after another. The shouts, screams, metal collisions, and all kinds of command commands were clearly mixed together.

At the same time, outside the VIP courtyard.

Zhou Yang's sword was like lightning, and he flashed past the man in black in front of him. He took advantage of the momentum and swept away another man in black who had just rushed over. He killed the two of them in a blink of an eye. He was about to continue the pursuit. But he felt as if someone had punched him in the back. His body shook and he continued to fight as if nothing had happened, and soon killed another person.

"Brother, we are surrounded!" After half a cup of tea, there was a sudden exclamation from the scene, followed by several gunshots and a scream. It was obvious that the person who "sent the signal" just now was gone; and then Suddenly, a row of torches lit up around them, illuminating the VIP area in the backyard of the Zen temple as brightly as daylight, and "revealing" all the figures that were originally only slightly blurry in the moonlight.

"How can any friend be so impatient?" Zhou Yang held a long sword dripping with blood and looked at the less than ten people left in the middle with a cold tone. "I released the news that Miss Lin will fast here for three days to pray for her mother. I thought You will check the situation first, but you can’t believe it’s only the first day and you can’t wait any longer?”

"Unexpectedly, we all underestimated you. Those rumors are true." The strong man who should be the leader of the men in black pulled down the veil on his face, with a murderous expression on his face. It’s not surprising, but it’s beyond my expectation that you have such elite men under your command, and I didn’t expect that you would equip all of them with inner armor.”

This time escorting Sister Lin to offer incense as bait, Zhou Yang brought out all ten of his most elite personal soldiers. Each of them was from Shilipu, west of Beijing. The standard training for the flag and even the general flag, and before this operation, they were specially issued with close-fitting front and back two-piece fine scale chain mail - of course, Zhao Yanling and Dongfang Bing were also included.

As for the origin of these inner armor, it is naturally Miyakojima, the second room of the Xue family, because they have relied on the mass-produced fine iron, plus the red-haired craftsmen and craftsmen hired by Hao Jing, to finally solve the metal drawing technology. Moreover, it is a high-performance product that is close to "cold drawn wire" and has properties close to those of steel, making this chain armor outstanding in performance!

"Okay, I won't say any empty words. Who sent you? Even hard crossbows were used; if you tell me, I can make you die happily." Zhou Yang glanced at him, not bothering to waste time, " Otherwise, I will make you understand that death is actually a mercy."

"Humph, you have a beautiful idea!" The leader's face darkened, and he suddenly turned his head and said behind him, "Brothers, we have been greatly favored by our master, and today is the time to repay us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining less than ten men in black suddenly bit him, and soon black blood spilled from the corners of their mouths and fell to the ground. They all had poison sacs hidden in their mouths. If the mission failed, they would immediately kill themselves to keep it a secret - no, In addition to the leader who gave the order, there was also a remnant standing there with a pale face and trembling.

"Xiao Qi, you have to understand - uh!" The leader wanted to clean up with his knife in desperation, but before he could do it, Zhou Yang had already knocked him to the ground.

"Okay, since you don't want to die, we can discuss it." Zhou Yang immediately knocked the weapon out of his hand, and arranged for someone to open his mouth and take out the poison sac. In fact, at first, this ambush did not happen. Instead of holding on to hope, I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity, randomly choose a soft persimmon to frame it, and take the opportunity to open a gap. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, the imperial guards will help you figure it out - Dongfang?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" A tall figure came from behind the torch. If it wasn't Dongfang Bing, who could it be?

The man in black had collapsed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)