Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 215: The Secret of the East Mansion and the Discussion of Heroic Spirits
Chapter 215: The Secret of the East Mansion and the Discussion of Heroic Spirits
In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since Jia Lan returned to Beijing and he has been busy for a month.
After resting in the mansion for a few days, I accompanied Li Wan, exchanged some words with mother and son, visited all the relatives inside and outside the mansion, and even visited Ningguo Mansion in the east. Jia Rong welcomed him out,
It is said that Jia Zhen has not been feeling well for the past few days, and she is afraid that Jia Lan will disappear soon after the illness is over.
Ningguo Mansion was still so mysterious, Jia Lan silently walked back to the Grand View Garden.
To be honest, ever since Qin Keqing personally denied the Tianxiang Tower section, Ningguo Mansion has been shrouded in a veil of mystery in Jia Lan's eyes.
Qin Keqing knew that Jia Lan was curious about Ning Guo Mansion. After returning this time, his soul left his body twice to secretly visit Ning Guo Mansion in the east.
"I checked the Ningguo Mansion four or five times, and the only thing I felt was a little abnormal was the Jia Clan Ancestral Hall. It seemed that there was a faint power of incense in it, so shallow that I almost didn't notice it...
Lange, do you need me to be more careful?"
"No need." Jia Lan stopped the other party. It is not easy for the soul to leave the body, and it is still a bit burdensome for Ke Qing at this time.
Moreover, after hearing that it was the power of the incense in the ancestral hall, Jia Lan seemed to understand.
Qin Keqing noticed the change in Jia Lan's heart: "Brother Lan seems to have guessed something?"
Jia Lan nodded: "That should be the heroic spirit of the first Duke Rong Ning in the ancestral hall."
"A heroic spirit? How is it possible?" Yu Linglong interrupted and said: "A heroic spirit is upheld by the righteousness of heaven and earth. It embraces the body of heaven and earth, contains pure essence, and is born with spirit.
However, today, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been greatly damaged. Even heroic spirits cannot maintain their essence. They can only fall into deep sleep and gradually disperse between heaven and earth as time goes by.
The first generation of Rong Ning and the Second Duke passed away more than a year ago, and the heroes who really gave birth to them have probably disappeared."
Qin Keqing obviously agreed with Yu Linglong's judgment: "In the past, when my life span was over and my soul left my body, I wandered around the Ningguo Mansion for many days. I also stayed in that ancestral hall for a long time. I only felt that it was more beautiful than other places, and there was nothing else.
Exception."
Jialan was silent for a while.
"But... that place is not all useless. According to Keqing Nvwa'er's opinion, since that place can generate the power of incense, it can be regarded as a place where spiritual energy gathers. You can go there to practice when you are free.
Practice and use your strange set of techniques to digest that spiritual power. I think it will be of great benefit to you."
When Yu Linglong saw Jia Lan walking silently without making a sound, she thought he was lost and comforted him.
Jialan said "hmm".
That's not what he was thinking.
Although Yu Linglong and Qin Keqing expressed opposite opinions, he felt that there must be the heroic soul of Rong Ning and the Second Duke in the ancestral hall.
Because this is a plot explicitly mentioned in the book, Jia Lan retains a cautious attitude towards it.
What's more, he also has other concerns...
"Langeer!"
As soon as he returned to Rongguo Mansion, Jia Lan was called from the side.
A thin figure jumped over and ran over.
Seeing the person coming clearly, Jia Lan smiled and said hello: "Uncle Huan."
Jia Huan, who used to be very naughty by nature and full of family spirit, has really changed now. At first glance, although there is still a bit of cunning in his eyes, his whole temperament is indeed much calmer.
In fact, Jia Huan's birth is not bad, Jia Zheng is a handsome gentleman, and Aunt Zhao is also a little beauty. As their child, Jia Huan is very handsome.
It's just that in the past, he had an aunt who was unhappy in life, and developed a somewhat inferior and extreme temperament.
But if you think about it carefully, the men in the Jia family seem to be quite extreme.
Jia Baoyu himself is very strange.
So does Jia Huan.
The original protagonist Jia Lan was a die-hard scholar. According to the ending of the original novel, it seems that Jia Lan didn't treat people named Jia very well in the future. It can be seen that his personality is also a bit gloomy and not very cheerful.
Seeing Jia Lan looking at him intently, Jia Huan couldn't help but reach out and give him a hand.
"Brother Lan, thank you for saying a few kind words for me in front of Second Grandma Lian, otherwise I would definitely have missed the opportunity to go see polo this time."
Jia Lan came back to his senses and laughed: "This is nothing. I heard from people outside that Rong Ning's second house often played in Shenjing polo matches in the past, but my grandfather and the others were busy with their affairs and gradually became idle.
That’s all.
Now that the empress in the palace has invited us, we should go.
Maybe Uncle Huan San, you can still compete on the court."
When he heard about playing polo, Jia Huan suddenly showed some hope, but still scratched his head: "I can't do it. In terms of equestrian skills, I can't even compare to Baoyu."
Although Phoenix Egg is not good at all, it is indeed capable of equestrian skills.
Jia Lan smiled and said: "Then you have to practice more. Do you want me to take you to Beizhuang and let Uncle Jiao practice for you?"
Jia Huan was a little moved, but after thinking for a while, he shrank his head and shook his head slightly: "I heard that Jiao Da didn't recognize his relatives, and even Grandpa Dongfu Zhen didn't look down on him, so you were the one who took him out and placed him there.
I don’t want to eat outside."
Hearing Jiao Daxi's far-reaching reputation, Jia Lan laughed for a while, and then said seriously: "Forget it, whether you go or not is all up to you, Third Uncle Huan, but my nephew has a saying, Uncle Jiao's riding skills are worth mentioning.
There are also many in Shenjing, and they are not even the slightest bit taller than the grooms in the stables. Anyone who can learn something will benefit him for life."
"Uh..." Jia Huan's expression was very struggling after hearing this.
It's obvious that he also wants to go.
"Forget it if you don't go. I'll see you then." Seeing this, Jia Lan pretended to turn around and leave.
"Brother Lang, wait a minute!" Jia Huan called out quickly.
Jia Lan stopped and turned around to look at him.
"But... over there at the clan school..."
"Hi! I didn't expect Uncle Huan to care about this. Yesterday I went to visit Mr. Dai Ru, and he praised me highly for your hard work in studying and your spirituality. I told him about going to watch polo on the way, and he
The old man was so moved that he told me about the superb performance of Rongning Erfu on the polo field back then, and even allowed me some time to practice with you!
I think if you go to the old gentleman to ask for leave, he will definitely approve it."
"Really?" Jia Huan was overjoyed, "That's great, my favorite is horseback riding and archery!"
"Yeah!" Jia Lan nodded understandingly.
The horse moves so fast, the bow is as frightening as a thunderbolt, and who doesn’t like nice cars and BMWs when a man is alive?
Jia Huan hugged Jia Lan's arm with great excitement and said in a low voice: "Lang Ge'er, do you know that a strange book was published not long ago?"
"What book?"
Jia Huan grinned and showed a bit of sarcasm in his eyes: "I know that you gentlemen must have never heard of it. Let me tell you, the story is about this..."
Jia Huan spoke to Jia Lan enthusiastically, and the latter's face gradually became a little weird as he listened.
"Then Guo Jing took the bow and arrow, knelt on one knee, with his left hand as if holding Mount Tai, and his right hand as if holding a baby, he pulled out a two hundred kilogram bow."
When Jia Huan talked about the excitement, he didn't notice Jia Lan's slumped expression at all.
"The bow is as curved as the full moon..."
[The arrow flies like a shooting star...] Jia Lan silently took it in his heart, looking at Jia Huan dancing with a grimace, his throat couldn't help but move up and down.
But in the end he said nothing.
He knew that it was not an appropriate thing to interrupt a naughty kid in the middle of his excitement.