Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 148: Climbing to the top of Xishan Mountain to enjoy the red leaves. On the way back, I suddenly heard a cry for help.
Chapter 148: Climbing to the top of Xishan Mountain to enjoy the red leaves. On the way back, I suddenly heard a cry for help.
"Brother Ziying, I invited you to have a drink today because I wanted to say goodbye to you. I plan to go on a trip in a few days. It will take me a year to return to Beijing.
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"What?" Feng Ziying tightened the reins and put it down. She turned her head and looked at Jia Lan in surprise: "You and I actually thought of the same thing!?"
Jia Lan blinked: "Maybe you also want to..."
Feng Ziying laughed loudly: "Exactly!"
After leaving Zuiqiong Tower, Liu Xianglian and Jiang Yuhan left first. It turned out that Lai Shangrong and Jia Baoyu, the grandsons of Grandma Lai of the Jia family, also invited these two as hosts.
I have never met Lai Shangrong in private with Jia Lan, and I have only met him a few times when he came to Jia's house to greet me during festivals. But from the mouths of Li Wan and other people in the house, I can tell that this person's reputation is not bad. It seems that everyone
I have a pretty good impression of him.
Even the masters Jia Mu and Jia Zheng thought he was good and donated their official posts for him.
Lai Shangrong, who could be released as an official as soon as there was a real vacancy, has become a new nobleman in the Jia family. In addition, he usually handles the secular affairs of the Rongguo family with his father Lai Da, so he also knows Liu Xianglian and Jiang Yuhan, and the relationship is quite good. After saying goodbye to each other, Feng Ziying suggested that Jia Lan go out to the city to ride horses together before noon. Jia Lan, who had been preparing various matters at the house these days, readily agreed. The two of them went back to the house and agreed to meet outside Ximen. p>
During the Double Ninth Festival, people in Shenjing who have been affected by natural disasters this year have gone out one after another, either to climb mountains or to pray at temples in the city. The market is crowded with people, and vendors selling various festival cakes can be seen everywhere on the streets.
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The west gate of Shenjing was bustling with people, but the queues going out and into the city were generally steady and orderly. On the Double Ninth Festival, there were no taxes on entry to the four gates of Shenjing, so people went out one after another along the four gates.
Feng Ziying said while riding her horse: "Originally, I planned to say goodbye to you today. My father found me a marksmanship master in Hedong, and I plan to learn marksmanship from him."
Jia Lan asked curiously: "Which master of marksmanship is worthy of Feng Dalang traveling all the way to become his disciple?"
"The one I want to apprentice with is Cang Chenzi."
"Cangchenzi?! Wu family gun?" Jia Lan was immediately stunned by this name.
"It's the Wu family gun."
Speaking of marksmanship, the most familiar ones include Zhao Zilong's marksmanship during the Three Kingdoms period, the Yang family gun and the Yue family gun during the Song Dynasty. In fact, during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there was a master of marksmanship.
His name is Wu Shu, also known as Xiuling, also known as Cangchenzi. He is from Taicang. He draws on the strengths of Zhao, Shi, Ma, Sha, Yang, Shaolin, Emei and other marksmen, and explains and analyzes them one by one in detail.
The similarities and differences of its advantages are clear, systematic and complete, and many have unique insights, giving people a clear overview of ancient marksmanship and benefiting a lot.
Ever since he learned that there are gods and ghosts in this world, Jia Lan has also paid more attention to martial arts legends. Jiao Da told him that the so-called inner strength and mental methods in this world are all lies, but he was full of praise for Wu Shu and Jiao Da.
, it is not an exaggeration to call him the "King of Guns".
"I thought Cang Chenzi was already a dead person, but I didn't expect you, Dalang, to have this opportunity. You must study hard!"
"Yes!" Feng Ziying nodded repeatedly, with an obvious look of yearning on her face.
For someone who loves martial arts like him, such an opportunity is extremely rare.
Suddenly he smiled and said to Jia Lan: "If Erlang of the Liu family heard this, he would definitely die of envy."
"Hahaha..."
The two rode horses all the way to the west. Tourists carrying food boxes and wine bottles could be seen everywhere on the road. Soon they came to Xishan, where the mountains are tall and beautiful and the view is wide. It is a good place for the people of Shenjing to climb during the Double Ninth Festival.
There are many maples and persimmon trees in the Western Mountains, with golden leaves. Looking from a distance under the clear sky, they look like golden waves rippling among the clouds.
There used to be only two tea houses at the foot of the mountain, but now many stalls have been set up to sell Double Ninth Festival flower cakes. Climbing high to eat cakes embodies the meaning of the saying "step by step, rise higher and higher".
Jia Lan and Ziying visited the Xiangyun Temple on the mountain together. At this time, tourists came one after another, and it was gradually overcrowded. Feng Ziying looked a little bored and said: "Brother Lan, I heard that there is a new wine shop behind the mountain that has good reviews.
, why don’t we go there and sit for a while?”
"Sit down?" Jia Lan was speechless, "You have just had a drink this morning, are you still going to drink? I won't accompany you..."
"Don't..." Feng Ziying put on a smile, "I said it wrong, drink tea, just drink tea."
Jia Lan rolled his eyes at him: "Going to a wine shop for tea?"
Feng Ziying immediately changed her tune, licked her face and said to Jia Lan: "Tea shop! Tea shop!"
Jia Lan looked at Feng Ziying intently, until he was extremely embarrassed before telling the truth: "I heard that there is a new traveling tea doctor in that tea shop. Rumor has it that she is a beautiful and strange woman. I want to go and see him." p>
"...Let's go..."
The two of them turned their horses, and Feng Ziying led the way and soon walked down a less traveled path down the mountain.
After riding their horses for a quarter of an hour, Jia Lan and Feng Ziying suddenly pulled up the reins in a tacit understanding, causing the horses under them to slowly stop and looked at each other.
"Dalang, did you hear that?"
"It's the sound of bows and arrows, more than ten times in total. It's definitely not the sound of individual hunters in the mountains!"
The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Listen to the sound of the bowstring, it is still the bow of the frontier army!"
The military system of Daxia basically follows the Ming Dynasty, and the armaments are also basically similar. Soldiers in various inland garrison posts mostly use small bows with lighter power, while the frontier troops of the Beijing army mostly use large bows with greater lethality.
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At this time, Jia Lan heard a series of women's screams and calls for help from a distance, one of which sounded familiar.
While he was thinking about it, Feng Ziying beside him had already clapped his horse up with a "drive" sound. Seeing this, Jia Lan had no choice but to follow him.
The two men urged the horses and quickly found the place where the incident occurred. They saw a dozen men in military uniforms attacking a line of four carriages.
Jia Lan just glanced at it, and his expression suddenly changed. He turned his hands and took out the soft bow hanging next to the saddle. He lightly kicked the horse's belly with his toes and rushed straight away. He ran to a high point not far away and bent the bow.
Nocking an arrow, aiming and shooting, the whole set of actions is done in one go.
The arrow flew away like an electric fireball, and soon penetrated the neck of a man who was digging his hands inside a bicycle rack, nailing him to the ground!
At this time, the people who were attacking the driver hadn't noticed yet. It wasn't until Jia Lan bent his bow and fired one by one to clear away less than half of the people who were shooting arrows on the hillside that the attackers discovered it!
The leader shouted and pointed his sword at Jia Lan. Suddenly four or five of his men drew their bows and pointed directly at Jia Lan!
"Whoosh!" There were a few more sounds of bow strings firing, and the men who were aiming at Jialan fell down in response!