Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 348: The most capable of fighting among literati

Chapter 348: The most capable of fighting among literati

Niu Pan from Zhen Guo Gong's Mansion was not happy when he heard it, and directly suppressed the other party's voice with a loud voice.

"Uncle Yongfeng is a Martial Lord personally conferred by His Majesty, how can he be on the same team as you? He is of the blood of Ningrong Jia's family, the eminent Rongguo, of course he is of our warrior bloodline."

A pair of eyes staring like copper bells, relying on the recklessness of a calf, he squeezed the people in front of him and stretched out his hand, intending to drag Jia Cong into the ranks of warriors.

"Hey, hey, hey, brother Niu Niu, don't worry, don't..."

"Brother Niu Niu, calm down, calm down!"

The young literati stepped out of the way one after another, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in brocade clothes came out with a smile on his face, and held Niu Pan's hand.

"He Chong, my name is Wenshan."

He Chong stopped Niu Pan, and bowed to the two of them: "Brother Niu Niu, I'm afraid I forgot, Yongfeng Bo's imperial seal never said whether it was a military minister of Xuanli or a civil servant of Shouzheng from the beginning to the end. And... Xie Yuanlang from Tianfu, why doesn’t he belong to our lineage of literati?”

"Brother He is right. Xie Yuanlang is Mr. Qingteng's only disciple. How can Wen Kuijun's disciples be considered literati?"

"But, but..."

Niu Pan couldn't be the opponent of these slickest people, and immediately blushed and didn't know how to respond.

What's more, what people say is also true. People in the world not only value blood, but also value the inheritance of teachers.How did Jia Zhu succeed in the Shilin circle back then?Because he has a good teacher, and his teacher is his father-in-law, Li Shouzhong, Jijiu of the Imperial College.

Master Jing is pitiful. With his talent and hard work, he won the second-class Jinshi examination, but he couldn't integrate into the elite circle. It's not because he lacks a teacher, so he can only continue to join the martial arts circle.

But Jia Cong was different. His teacher was Liu Yuan Wenkui Xu Jin Xu Qingteng, the heir of Confucianism who is serious about the Eight Classics, and the noblest among the nobles.

That is, when Jia Cong himself introduces himself when he encounters scholars, he always puts his mentor before his family background.

Next, Jia Cong, tutor Xu Qingteng...

But well...

Jia Cong returned a salute to He Chong, and smiled slightly: "Brother Wenshan, let's not talk about the difference between civil and martial arts, but let me go to the front and talk about the competition with the saint and He Shangshu? By the way, Brother Wenshan looks familiar. , what is the relationship with He Shangshu?"

He Chong smiled shyly: "It's the ancestor of the family. I just went to Beijing to study in the Imperial College from my hometown in Quanzhou this year."

"I see……"

Jia Cong cupped his hands: "I'm very interested in Quanzhou. If brother Wenshan is free someday, please tell me about Quanzhou."

He Chong was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile: "That's easy to say, Xie Yuanlang, please!"

Jia Cong led the way, and the crowd marched to the high platform.

It just so happened that the holy driver arrived at this time, and after shouting long live, Xia Shouzhong obeyed the sage's order, conveyed oral instructions, and said the rewards of the competition and so on.

All the youngsters in the audience were gearing up, Jia Cong stepped forward and said: "Sage, I think it's more boring than trying to ride and shoot. They are all dead targets. It is impossible to select the real young talents..."

"Oh?"

The old man was already flustered with his idle time, and upon hearing this, he knew that this kid was definitely going to do something.

"It seems that you have other ideas, let's talk about it."

Jia Cong pointed to the distant mountains and forests. It was early morning and the fog had not cleared.

"I believe that whether it is to fight the enemy or guard the side, you should have a strategy to kill the enemy and defend the land. You might as well try it today and see how talented my young men in Daxia are in attacking and defending. Take that mountain forest For the battlefield, a flag is planted at the highest point in the forest, the flag will fall down the city, and the martial arts will be defended..."

"inappropriate!"

He Yaomin shook his head and said: "Leaving aside the danger of wild animals in the mountains, Uncle Yongfeng is already a veteran in the battlefield compared to these youngsters. If you lead the nephews of generals, how can this group of scholars be your opponent?"

I saw Jia Cong smile mysteriously at Wei Ruolan and the others: "Who said that I will lead the son of a general today? I am Jia Cong, and I am under the tutelage of Xu Qingteng, the Liuyuan Wenkui. I am the literati Jia Cong."

what?

Wei Ruolan and the others were dumbfounded, and they all stood there in a daze.

The old man's interest was immediately aroused by Jia Cong. He heard the meaning behind his words, and asked: "If there is Jia Cong, a literati, then there is also Jia Cong, a warrior. Is it true that you are a warrior when you are in Wenbi?" Jia Cong?"

"A sage's eyes are like a torch. When the competition is over, the minister will be the descendant of Rongguo, the warrior Jia Cong!"

Jia Cong bowed down, then grinned and said, "I can't help it. Who told me that I am the best at fighting among the literati and the best at writing poetry among the warriors. Alas, it's not good to be too talented. I'm so busy that I'm about to burst." It's..."

puff~

The officials and family members on the high platform covered their mouths and laughed, and the sage was also amused by Jia Cong's "shameless" boast.

He waved his hand and said, "In this case, today you should be Jia Cong who is the most capable among literati. Come on, go and arrange as soon as possible according to what our literati Jia Cong said!"

……

Iron Net Mountain had no city to rely on, so Jia Cong had no choice but to turn the mountain forest into a city, and the defenders composed of 67 scholars were responsible for the defense.

Wei Ruolan and other forty generals' nephews and nephews were temporarily waiting outside, ready to attack.

The judging of the outcome is very simple, whichever side can "live" to the end will be the winner.The judgment of life and death during the period is in charge of Habayashiro, the personal soldier of the sage, so there is no need to worry about which side will be biased.

According to Jia Cong's request, the two sides will formally start the competition in an hour.At this time, Jia Cong was leading his people through the mountains and forests, looking for the best place for defense and ambush.

When they climbed to the highest open space in the mountain forest, there was a golden dragon flag with a red background standing there.

Jia Cong and others temporarily stopped to rest and discuss countermeasures at the same time.

"This competition is led by me, is it okay?"

"Naturally, after all, the literati Jia Cong is the best among us, isn't he?"

He Chong's prestige among this group of people is quite high. They have a grandfather who is a minister of the Ministry of Rites.

Everyone smothered their laughter and nodded their heads, Jia Cong didn't blush, and bowed to everyone: "Then I'll arrange it directly..."

Don't underestimate this group of civil servants' nephews, because the sage is Emperor Wu, very few civil servants in the Zhao and Yuan dynasties were not proficient in riding and archery.

The martial arts of the country is still there, and scholars traveling with swords are almost standard for literati.The only difference between them and the nephews of generals is the method of military formation passed down from their families. Fighting alone may not necessarily lose, but when it comes to the battlefield, these young people are not opponents at all.

Jia Cong first arranged for a few archers to climb a big tree in a valley not long after entering the forest.

"Remember, after shooting the arrow in your hand, regardless of whether you hit it or not, immediately transfer it to another place along the rope and return to the flag."

Although these people felt that it was inappropriate, driven by the desire to win, they still climbed up and hid in the branches of the tree.

Then Jia Cong led people to make a lot of simple traps, such as nooses and pits, along the vicinity of the shooter.

Simple is simple, rough is rough, but in the forest full of fallen leaves, it is enough for the general's nephew to lose more than a dozen people here.

Afterwards, several people were arranged to set up many traps along the small paths leading to the flag. This time it was true and false, and some of them were so short of putting a flag on it that it said there are traps here. .

After the arrangement was completed, Jia Cong returned to the banner with the remaining [-] or so people. He Chong asked in puzzlement: "Uncle Yongfeng, why didn't we leave people to set up ambush in those places just now? Isn't this a waste?" Is it a good chance to kill the enemy?"

Just listen to Jia Cong replying: "We suffer from confrontation. Those traps are purely to manipulate their mentality, so that they dare not relax all the way. When they come here cautiously all the way, they are exhausted. Let's wait for work, and the chance of winning is at least the third year of high school." point."

Jia Cong looked at the surrounding terrain, clapped his hands and ordered: "Everyone, rest for a quarter of an hour, we are about to work, this is our real battlefield!"

……

The party attacking the mountain had originally negotiated that Mu Congying would be the leader, but he didn't have Jia Cong's prestige, so he couldn't restrain these generals' nephews at all.

There was internal strife just after entering the forest, and in the end it was Wei Ruolan, who had a steady personality, who persuaded the two sides to prevent the team from splitting.

But even so, there were more than a dozen people who obeyed Mu Congying's orders.This caused Mu Congying to stumble and stumble in command. After a while, someone ignored the reminder and acted rashly. He stepped on a trap and was hung upside down on a tree by a rope.

Whizzing……

pop, pop, pop...

Several feathered arrows with their arrows removed hit the upside-down man with precision, and his body was dyed with paint. The team attacking the mountain "killed" four people before seeing the enemy's shadow.

"There are archers, take cover as close as possible!"

Mu Congying yelled, and then hid behind the big tree with a brisk walk.

The rest of the people also looked for a nearby bunker after a moment of shock.In the process of avoiding, someone fell into the trap again.

One person fell into a deep pit. If Jia Cong hadn't laid thick leaves in it when he set up the trap, he would probably have broken his leg.

The deep pit is made with the help of the naturally formed depression beside the forest path, and it is extremely rough.Anyone who is more careful will not fall in, the man cursed secretly, and wanted to climb up to return to the team, but saw three words engraved on the inner wall: You are dead!

Does this work too?

"Brother Lu, don't worry, I'll pull you up right now."

He smiled wryly and shouted, "No need, I'm a dead man now."

Whoosh...

Yujian is unpredictable, the one who wanted to save others, accompanied his brother Lu to "hand in hand with Huangquan".

Mu Congying pulled the bow and shot the arrow in one go, jumped out from behind the tree, and raised her hand to shoot the arrow straight in the direction where the feather arrow came from just now.

Snapped!

The chest of the archer on the tree was immediately stained with paint, and the defender died No. 1.

"They're in the trees!"

The few people left on the tree heard the sound and were about to move away. Brother Niu Niu and the others would not give them this chance, they all looked around for figures, and their arrows shot straight into the sky.

The two sides came and went, and the one shot ended, the attacker killed six people, and the defender took advantage of the condescending advantage, only three people were killed, and one person was successfully transferred under the cover of his companion.

Mu Congying looked at the only 28 people left, and said with a cold face: "No matter what you think in your heart, if you still want to win the competition, you must order from one place. Whoever dares to obey others, don't blame me for being rude!"

Just now Mu Congying repeatedly urged to be careful, they didn't take it seriously, and now it's all right, 11 people were "killed" just at the beginning.

Those thorny sons lowered their heads, and one of them muttered, "It's all Jia Cong's fault. A good Wu Xun boy turned his elbows outward. He really thought that he was a literati after worshiping Xu Qingteng as his teacher..."

"What about Brother Cong? As a brother, I don't have any objections. You dare to talk about him no matter what."

Baoyu got angry very rarely, which startled Wei Ruolan.

It is well known that Second Master Bao has a soft personality, but they don't know the responsibility of Second Master Bao to the Jia family, and it has become more and more serious in the past two years.

Especially after going through all kinds of troubles and getting engaged to Xiangyun, this young man who has been playing for more than ten years slowly understands a truth.

No matter how fierce the quarrels are between the brothers, they have to help and protect each other when they go out.

Thinking about making his father embarrassing and humiliating by the Qian family in front of everyone because of him, the uncle and Brother Cong took people directly to the Qian family and demolished the Dongping Palace.

The first room can do this, and the second room can do it too!

The person who was scolded by Baoyu felt so ashamed, but he was scolded by Jia Leibao, and when he was about to retaliate, the rest of the people stared at him like they were fools...

"Chen Chaoshan, people in Duke Qi's mansion don't understand what is superior and inferior? Uncle Yongfeng is the one you can talk about?"

It's true that Niu Pan is a rough guy, but this guy, like his grandfather, is an extremely handsome guy.

He glared at Chen Chaoshan, pointing out the special identity of Jia Congyong Fengbo.Then he changed the topic and cupped his hands towards Mu Congying: "Brother Mu, what should we do next, please make up your mind."

Mu Congying looked at the dense forest all around, and sighed: "As Shangshu He said, Uncle Yongfeng is a veteran in the battlefield. We people are just talking on paper. We are really against Uncle Yongfeng. The victory will be the first to lose three points. Fortunately, uncle The subordinates are not real sergeants, we still have a chance."

Everyone nodded. The gap between people is really huge. If the rest of the people on the opposite side were weak scholars, they wouldn't even have the courage to continue the competition.

Mu Congying took out the power and talent of the grandson of Mu Wangfu, and began to assign tasks.

"Brother Niu, we will lead the way with you, Brother Shi, Brother Hou, and Brother Feng, Brother Wei, Brother Bao, and me in the rear. Remember, you must pay attention to both sides of the road, and the traps on the trees..."

……

"Report! In the first battle, the enemy lost 11 people and our army lost three."

"Report! The enemy army killed another person next to the second trap. They are still looking for the trap and dare not move forward for a while."

"Report! The enemy army has passed the trap path and is slowly approaching the high ground!"

"Report! The enemy army stopped at the fork, and they seemed to be discussing how to attack the mountain."

False and real, the dense forest is like a monster swallowing people, coupled with the traps and ambushes along the way, the team that attacked the mountain was exhausted.

It seems that there are archers hidden in every shadow, but when Mu Congying led the people to the last fork in the highland, they did not encounter an ambush except for the ambush just entering the forest.

Mu Congying smiled wryly and apologized to everyone: "It's my fault. Unexpectedly, Uncle Yongfeng has already understood people's hearts. This strategy of exhausting the enemy is very clever."

From the trap and ambush just entering the forest, everyone fell into Jia Cong's trap.

From the very beginning, Jia Cong had no intention of trembling with them outside the high ground, including the real and fake traps, they were all consuming their energy.

The final battlefield should be behind this dense forest, under the dragon flag.

But this dense forest is also the city wall of the defending side, and it may not be easy to pass through smoothly.

Mu Congying was thinking about how to use the least cost to get under the Dragon Flag, but she hesitated to make a decision.

Because he was worried that the dense forest was where Jia Cong and others were ambushing, waiting for them to rush in.

At this time, Jia Cong was leading the rest of the people, waiting outside the dense forest condescendingly with the help of nearby trees, mountains and rocks.

He didn't intend to fight the enemy in the dense forest. There were still traps in the dense forest, especially the exit of the dense forest, where ten archers were ambushing.

"One trick is popular all over the world. I guess they would never have thought that I would give up such a high-quality ambush place like the dense forest, and plan to fight them in a decisive battle under the dragon banner!"

He Chong asked puzzledly: "Why did Xie Yuanlang give up his advantage to fight them openly?"

Jia Cong smiled, and replied solemnly: "The previous ones are to let them understand that war cannot be separated from using their brains. In the end, I will fight with them with open swords and guns. This is to let you understand that the battlefield is still We must speak with strength."

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　That's all for tonight, sorry for the lateness.

　　Continue tomorrow...

(End of this chapter)