Feng Ziying was considered an honest gentleman and said with a slight disdain: "Brother Cong, these methods are not what a gentleman would do."
"Gentleman?"
Jia Cong directly emptied the wallet at his waist, grabbed a handful of white powder in his hand, and grinned: "That will happen in the future, I am still a child now! Look at my flour smoke bomb, ha!"
After saying that, he raised his left hand and the person opposite could no longer open his eyes.
I heard the little fat man howling and rushing towards Li Mingshu, shouting: "Brothers, how long will it take before we take action?"
Feng Ziying looked helplessly at Liu Xianglian, both of them smiled bitterly and followed, killing the Koreans.
The two of them should have often practiced martial arts together, and their tacit understanding was extremely high. The swords flashed, and the Korean guards who were still rubbing their eyes fell down one by one. In a moment, they protected Jia Cong and reached Li Mingshu.
The soldiers of the Jia family downstairs have also arrived. The Korean guards are dead and wounded. Except for two or three accompanying officials dressed as scholars, there is not even a single one standing.
The accompanying Goryeo officials wanted to stop him, but the swords in the hands of Feng Ziying and Liu Xianglian were pressed against their throats.
Li Mingshu was obviously panicked now and took a step back unconsciously. Unfortunately, the person standing at the top of the stairs holding a knife was none other than the murderous Jia Shiyi.
Bang Bang...Plop...
Li Mingshu was tripped by the guard who fell to the ground and fell to the ground. He grunted and looked at Jia Cong who was approaching gradually, but did not dare to say any more arrogant words.
"Prince, right? Come on, come on, yell at me again?"
Of course, Jia Cong would not actually kill this guy. He just put the bloody blade on Li Mingshu's neck, looked down and said: "You are also the future king of Goryeo. I don't believe you, can't you see that I'm waiting for you?" Who gave you the courage to dare to be so arrogant in the Celestial Empire?"
"solitary……"
Snapped!
As soon as Li Mingshu said a single word in his mouth, Jia Cong slapped him hard on the face with the handle of a knife.
"The word "lone" can only be used by me, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace of Great Xia. Who do you think you are? How dare you call yourself "lonely, Taoist and widowed"? Do you think the sword in my hand is harmful to you?"
Jia Cong's behavior made several old Confucian scholars watching the battle extremely satisfied, and they all praised: "The Holy King established the etiquette system to order the superior and the inferior, Rong Guofu is really a loyal man of the country."
At this time, there was a sudden noise on the first floor, and there was the sound of armor clashing. A soldier from downstairs hurriedly came upstairs to report: "Little Third Master, Gao Tongshun, the host of the Ministry of Etiquette and the official of the Qing Dynasty, has brought a group of forbidden troops over. He said he wants to arrest the thugs who attacked the distinguished guests from Goryeo!"
"Haha, I didn't expect that I would become a thug in the eyes of our Daxia officials today."
Jia Cong laughed at himself and stepped on Li Mingshu's chest. He came to the stairs and looked down. A middle-aged official in a scarlet robe was leading a group of forbidden troops to confront the soldiers of Rongguo Mansion with knives.
"Gao Tongshun?"
Jia Zheng suddenly passed over the place where they were fighting, looked down and introduced to Jia Cong: "I know this person. He was a political scholar in Shandong before. In the second year of Yuanyou, he was transferred to the capital to serve as a doctor in the Ministry of Rites and the Qing Li Division. The Gao family is a wealthy family in Taiyuan. , Gao Tongshun also has a brother who serves as the magistrate of Guangping Prefecture, and many members of the same clan serve in local offices."
"Taiyuan Gao family? How did the second uncle know this?"
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Jia Cong was a little surprised. His second uncle was busy with elegant things every day. When did he do this?
I saw Jia Zheng blushing and muttering in a low voice: "Before I went to Nanchi to attend a cultural gathering, Gao Tongshun once spent a lot of money to buy the smiles of courtesans. My friends told me about the situation of the Gao family. It can be said that they are not inferior to the eight major Shanxi merchant families."
Nanchi Cultural Club? I'm afraid it's a cultural gathering where I'm traveling with my beauty. It turns out you are such a second uncle!
Before the soldiers of Rongguo Mansion received Jia Cong's order, they would not take a step back in the face of mountains of swords and seas of fire.
Gao Tongshun clamored for a while, but his threats and inducements still failed to pass the blockade of the Rongguo Mansion soldiers. He was about to order a strong attack when he suddenly heard a half-eaten chicken leg and was hit in the face.
After wiping the grease on his face, Gao Tongshun raised his head angrily, only to see a young man with a look of regret on his face.
"Oh, it's such a pity that such a good chicken leg is so dirty!"
Jia Shiyi handed over another one. Jia Cong took it and took a bite. He leaned on the railing and smashed it in his mouth. He asked disdainfully: "Gao Tongshun, I heard that you want to arrest the thugs? Tell me, where are the thugs?"
Gao Tongshun finally recognized who the people upstairs were. Jia Zheng, Jia Cunzhou, a doctor from the Ministry of Industry, a Yuanwailang, and an unknown Confucian scholar.
As for this annoying little brat, it was Jia Cong, the son of the unparalleled Jia Enhou.
Today he went to the Huitong Pavilion to find Li Mingshu, the crown prince of Goryeo, who had come to Beijing, and made an appointment to greet him at Huiying Pavilion today. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he heard that someone had a conflict with the Koreans. By the time he found the imperial guards patrolling the city and arrived, the corpses of the Koreans were almost cold.
Damn it, how can we continue with the original plan!
Although Gao Tongshun was extremely afraid of the Rongguo Mansion, and he did not want to offend Jia Cong, the favored minister of the Second Saint, Li Mingshu must not let anything happen to him.
So, he bravely endured his anger and bowed down: "Master Xiao Jia, please forgive me for being abrupt. I was ordered to entertain the Crown Prince of Korea. No, I just heard that someone attacked the Korean mission. I misheard and misbelieved, so I spoke nonsense, please forgive me, Mr. Xiao Jia."
Gao Tongshun lowered his posture and bowed deeply. His downcast eyes were filled with unwillingness and resentment.
Of course Jia Cong couldn't see this, but he still felt that there were some problems, and they were big problems.
It’s impossible for Li Mingshu to not understand the majesty of the Kingdom. What is he relying on? It is absolutely impossible to be a little doctor from the Ministry of Etiquette.
"Gao Langzhong, come up and talk."
Jia Cong wiped off a chicken leg in twos and twos, burped and wiped his hands and face, and whispered to Jia Shiyi: "Arrange someone to go to Longjing Guard to find Governor Cao immediately and ask Li Mingshu about the purpose of coming to Beijing. And who has been in contact with Goryeo recently."
Gao Tongshun finally obeyed Jia Cong's order and went up to the second floor alone.
The corpses and blood stains on the ground almost made him vomit, but he felt relieved after seeing Li Mingshu, who was still breathing.
It’s good that you’re not dead, it’s good that you’re not dead. Maybe after being tossed around by the Jia family, his plan will be more confident.
"I'm paying homage to Mr. Xiao Jia. Mr. Cui is also here? I've met Mr. Zheng and Mr. Yang..."
Jia Cong interrupted Gao Tongshun's greetings, stared into his eyes and asked, "The Koreans are so domineering in the capital and dare to attack my second uncle. Didn't the Ministry of Rites tell them the rules of the capital?"
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"What? Did they attack the political lord?"
Gao Tongshun was also confused. Jia Zheng was not of high rank, but he had a daughter who was an imperial concubine. Didn't the prince of Goryeo have any brains?
But he couldn't show any dissatisfaction with Li Mingshu, so he could only find excuses for him. He bowed and apologized to Jia Zheng and said, "This is a misunderstanding. The prince just arrived in the capital yesterday and he probably doesn't know the identity of Mr. Zheng. If he knew, he must have known it." I won’t be rude to politicians…”
Jia Cong interrupted Gao Tongshun's words and scolded: "Asshole, is this a question of identity? He is just a beggar on the street. As long as he is a citizen of Daxia, how can he be humiliated by the people of the vassal state? Today's Japan The official asked him to improve his memory, and someone came and dragged Li Mingshu out and gave him thirty lashes in front of the people of the capital!"
Gao Tongshun was shocked when he heard Jia Cong's order.
He quickly stopped him and said, "Absolutely not, Mr. Xiao Jia. The prince has a distinguished status and has come to meet His Majesty on behalf of the King of Korea. How can the country of Daxia be so humiliated?"
Jia Cong snorted coldly and said angrily: "Gao Tongshun, you, the doctor of the Ministry of Rites, have you ever learned the "Laws of Daxia"? People from the vassal country hurt my people of Daxia without any reason. The lighter punishment is twenty whippings, and the worst punishment is beheading."
"But Mr. Zheng was not injured. Sir Xiao Jia should consider the overall situation. Sir, there are a lot of..."
"Oh, the sage said, how to repay kindness? Repay evil with straightness, repay kindness with kindness."
Jia Cong raised his feet and walked downstairs, adding coldly: "Li Mingshu is said to be a loner and a widower. I wonder what the Ministry of Rites thinks? I would like to see what Gao Langzhong said in the Fengtian Palace!"
If he could beat people, Gao Tongshun would have wanted to kill these **
*. It's a pity that he had to rely on the Goryeo mission to achieve his plan, so he had to beg Jia Zheng and others in a low voice one by one.
"Gao Langzhong, the Holy King understands the order of etiquette and hierarchy. I don't know why you insist on defending Li Mingshu, but I would like to ask Gao Langzhong to remember that the majesty of the country of Daxia cannot be blasphemed. What you are doing now has no character like the seniors in the Ministry of Rites. "
Jia Zheng looked down upon Gao Tongshun's actions more and more. How could such a weak person become the doctor of the Ministry of Rites and the Qing Officials Department?
Not only Jia Zheng, but also the three literati standing with Jia Zheng felt that Gao Tongshun had lost the face of the Ministry of Rites of Daxia. They all looked at the man with disdain and followed Jia Cong to the gate of Huiying Tower.
Li Mingshu, who was dragged downstairs, finally understood his situation and cursed angrily in pickled mandarin: "Let go of me quickly... Let go of this prince. I am the prince of the King of Goryeo. I have come to see you on behalf of my father." Your Majesty, how dare you be so rude?"
With a look from Jia Cong, the two soldiers guarding Li Mingshu kicked him in the crook of the leg.
There was a crisp sound, and the people who gradually gathered around felt pain in their knees.
Li Mingshu was in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he was too stubborn to beg for mercy. Instead, he looked up resentfully at Jia Cong, who was standing high up.
He said coldly: "You dare to humiliate my prince like this. When my prince comes to see His Majesty the Emperor, I will read your book."
"Okay, I'm waiting for you to participate."
Jia Cong paid no attention to this man's threat. He flicked his sleeves and said loudly: "Li Mingshu, the crown prince of Goryeo, has arrogated the title of orphan, failed to follow etiquette, and is suspected of being disrespectful. He ordered his guards to beat the people of Daxia, resisted the law with force, and followed the law." , Thirty floggings!”
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boom!
The common people who didn't know Li Mingshu's identity were still curious about who had the courage to offend this young master. However, after hearing that he was the crown prince of Goryeo, they immediately became interested and began to discuss noisily.
Scholars who understand etiquette and laws have begun to shake their heads and educate the people around.
"When Taizu founded the country, the King of Goryeo sent an envoy to the court, hoping that Taizu would grant him the title of king. However, the new king was a regicide to seize the throne, and was a traitor who usurped power and governed the country. Therefore, Taizu issued an edict, and until Taizong succeeded him, After he had visited his country three times and asked for orders, he was granted the title of Prince of Jeju."
"The prince of the county, his son may be the crown prince or the prince, how can he be called an orphan? Even in our heavenly country, the only person who can be called an orphan is the Prince of the East Palace."
"As for the law mentioned by Master Yumao, the "Daxia Code" says that people from the vassal state hurt our people of Daxia without any reason. Depending on the condition of the injured, if there is no death or injury, it will be light. Twenty floggings, beatings and injuries to the people, the lighter Thirty floggings, severe cases of beheading."
"My dear husband, those who were injured and killed by the Prince of Goryeo were ordinary people like us. Will the imperial court make decisions for us?"
"My great ancestor beheaded the prince of Gaochang who injured a beggar in the capital. What do you think?"
"Long live Grandfather Taizu! Long live Daxia!"
Someone suddenly shouted loudly, and the people here were instantly ignited with patriotism and started shouting one after another.
The sound of long live was like a whip, hitting Gao Tongshun hard on the face. As for Li Mingshu, who was kneeling on the ground, he had a gloomy face and didn't know what he was thinking.
Jia Cong raised his hand, and the shouting suddenly stopped.
I heard Jia Shiyi personally holding a riding whip and standing beside Li Mingshu. When Jia Cong said something, the soldiers who were escorting Li Mingshu retreated, and the whip in Jia Shiyi's hand was struck hard.
Snapped!
"one!"
Li Mingshu gritted his teeth and did not scream. He lowered his head and clenched his hands tightly.
"two!"
Jia Shiyi swung the whip again, and a trace of blood immediately appeared where the whip fell. Except for a muffled groan, Li Mingshu didn't say anything to beg for mercy.
"three!"
This time, many people cheered excitedly.
"Four!"
Snapped!
"five!"
The flogging ended amid the excited shouts of hundreds of people
After being restrained, Li Mingshu endured the torture. Although his face turned pale and there was no good skin on his back near the end, he still stood up slowly with the help of the few Korean officials.
He even said to Jia Cong: "Jia Cong, I admit defeat today. I hope you can always be as tough as you are today."
Jia Cong sneered and said: "Li Mingshu, it's not that I'm tough, but that my empire is majestic. Subjects of a vassal state should behave like subjects. You must remember clearly what you shouldn't say and what you shouldn't do. Today, I'm just just On behalf of the country, I will punish you for the crime of beating others. Don’t forget that you are still carrying the crime of disrespect and transgression. Go back and wait for the palace’s decree!”
Li Mingshu snorted coldly, and slowly left with the help of the remaining officials amid bursts of boos from the people.
After seeing Li Mingshu leave in embarrassment, the people who were watching the excitement shouted excitedly. Even the blue-clad beggars on the street were infected and cheered along with the crowd.
….
With such a big commotion over a meal, neither Jia Cong nor Jia Zheng would be in the mood to return to Huiying Tower.
Just as he was about to leave, he was surrounded by people.
Suddenly a dark-skinned strong man in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Well done, Master Yumao!"
"Well done, Lord Cat!"
"Well done Mr. Cong!"
Fortunately, the people were quite restrained, and with the efforts of the soldiers of Rongguo Mansion to stop him, the little fat man was not lost in the crowd.
Jia Cong handed over to the people around him, and after a while, the excited crowd finally made way. When the group finally passed the crowd, they returned to the carriage.
Mr. Zheng, who got on the bus together, wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "These people are so enthusiastic... Brother Cong, you are taking too many risks today. I'm afraid you will be beaten again when you go back."
Jia Cong was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "My nephew didn't know what was going on at that moment. He felt uncomfortable all over if I didn't fight these idiots. When I get home later, my second uncle remember to beg for mercy for my nephew."
Jia Zheng asked in surprise: "***? Where does this title come from?"
"This is my nephew's derogatory name for the Korean people. Those who are stickmen are also slaves of Korea."
Jia Cong scratched the back of his head and said with a naive smile: "My nephew has seen in a travel book that apart from the Korean tribute envoys and servants, those who work hard and serve are called "sticks". When women in that country engage in prostitution, they become official prostitutes. The sons they give birth to are called "sticks," and they are looked down upon by the people. The hair on the temples is not allowed to be wrapped in a net towel; when walking thousands of miles, you are not allowed to ride on a horse; you are not allowed to lie on the grass on the ground, and you are not allowed to sleep in a fire pit. Those who work to cover the untouchables in the country. "
"Since the previous dynasty, every time the Korean envoys came to the dynasty, they would see the evil deeds of their slaves wherever they passed. But in our Central Plains dynasty, there are many pedantic officials who always talk nonsense about repaying evil with kindness, wronging the people of our country and seeking revenge from the vassal state. I'm so happy. Even if the great ancestor laid down the law, there are still cartilage people kneeling down and licking the vassal state. Alas, my nephew calls him a stick, which is just for fun. In the end, we still have to rely on Ru Er Gentlemen like you, uncle, go and criticize me with words and words to promote the prestige of our country!"
When Jia Zheng heard his nephew call him a gentleman, he immediately sat up straight and tried his best to maintain his dignity.
He thought about it for a moment and asked, "Brother Cong, are you telling me to impeach Gao Tongshun, the minister of the Ministry of Etiquette who kneeled down...and licked Li Mingshu?"
Jia Cong grinned, cupped his hands and said, "Not only Gao Tongshun, but also Li Mingshu. My second uncle has made friends with so many benevolent gentlemen, so we might as well join hands to impeach him!"
The little fat man held Jia Zheng in high esteem along the way. As soon as he returned home, Mr. Zheng hurried back to the study, even throwing aside Jia Baoyu who smelled of alcohol, and forgot to teach his son who sneaked out to drink.
"Brother Bao, go back and wash up quickly. Don't let the old lady smell the alcohol on your body. My father is coming back soon. Little brother, I will go to Dongfu to hide!"
I was impulsive again today. I can't hide this from Mr. Pardon, so I'd better go to Ningguo Mansion to hide first.
After the two separated, Jia Cong changed his clothes and hurried to Ningguo Mansion through the side door.
As soon as I entered Huifang Garden, I met my niece-in-law Qin Keqing who was picking flowers in the garden.
Jia Cong was about to avoid it when he saw the maid next to Qin Keqing whispering to her master.
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Qin Keqing quickly put down the flower basket in her hand and stepped forward to bow to Jia Cong: "My niece-in-law is paying my respects to my third uncle. I wonder why my third uncle is here now?"
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While talking, a gust of wind blew by. This stunning niece-in-law didn't know what kind of rouge and gouache she had put on, and the fragrant wind hit her.
Jia Cong wrinkled his nose, silently took a step back, gave him some support and replied, "I got into trouble today, so I came here to take shelter. Where is Uncle Jing? Are you here?"
Qin Keqing covered her mouth and laughed when she heard this. This uncle is really interesting. He gets into trouble every three days, but he can confidently say that he is avoiding trouble.
However, she also envied Jia Cong's holy family. Today they beat the prince and tomorrow they beat the officials.
After smiling, Qin Keqing personally led Jia Cong the way: "My husband's soldiers just came back today, and my grandfather is talking to him in the study..."
Hearing this, Jia Cong asked in confusion: "Isn't Brother Rong going back to Beijing soon? Is there something wrong with sending someone back now?"
Qin Keqing shook his head and replied softly: "I don't know either, but my grandfather is not worried. There should be nothing serious."
Who is Mr. Jing? Ning Rongjia's old fox, how could he let a little woman like you see the clues?
Jia Cong didn't ask any more questions and just kept chatting. After passing through Huifang Garden, Qin Keqing sent Jia Cong to the path leading to the study in the backyard.
She knelt down again and said, "It's not convenient for me to go to the front yard. Third uncle can do it himself."
"Why should my family be like this?"
Jia Cong waved his hands indifferently and was about to leave when he saw Qin Keqing biting his lips hesitantly and shouting: "Uncle..."
"Huh? Just tell me if you have anything to do. There's no need to be polite to Third Uncle."
Qin Keqing let out a long sigh and said, "Does your third uncle know the brothers of your niece's mother-in-law?"
Jia Cong thought about it and nodded: "I remember you have a younger brother named Qin Zhong. What's wrong? Are you in trouble?"
"No, I want him to come to our Jia family to learn how to read."
Sure enough, some things cannot be avoided. Qin Zhong will eventually come to the Jia family to study, but he doesn't know that he will end up innocently losing his life like in the original work. ..
However, in Jia Cong's view, if no one deliberately seduces and teaches a group of inexperienced children, under the rule of Master Jing, they can at least grow up to be clean and tidy people, not to mention becoming officials through the imperial examination. Son.
Qin Keqing bitterly explained to Jia Cong: "My brother has been weak since he was a child. He was bullied a lot when he was studying in an academy. His father is old and unable to take care of him. My niece-in-law thought about letting him come to our family to study. Grandfather’s teachings will at least help you achieve something.”
After listening to Qin Keqing's explanation, Jia Cong asked in surprise: "Why didn't you mention this little thing to Uncle Jing?"
"My brother...well, he was bullied in the academy, so he didn't learn anything. A few days ago, my nephew-in-law returned to her parents' home and took the exam. I'm afraid she won't be able to impress my grandfather..."
Qin Keqing's dilemma was so strange that it even made Jia Cong laugh.
In terms of knowledge, it is estimated that few of these brothers from the Jia family can catch the eyes of the great master Jing.
He smiled and waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter, I will tell Uncle Jing about this. Brother Rong and his wife, don't worry."
Qin Keqing was about to kneel down and thank him again, but Jia Cong quickly ran away along the path.
This niece-in-law is beautiful and well-spoken, but she has one set of etiquette after another, which is too scary.
When Jia Cong arrived outside the study room of Ningguo Mansion, Jia Jing was opening the door and coming out.
After seeing the little fat man, the corner of his mouth raised: "Why did Brother Cong come to me? What? What trouble did you get into again?"
Jia Jing finally figured out the little fat man's temperament. After he was forced to come to the study to study for a month, he would never step foot into the small courtyard of the study without causing trouble...
Hey!
Jia Cong scratched the back of his head and said with a naive smile: "It's nothing. I just beat the crown prince of Goryeo and killed a few of Goryeo's guards..."
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