Jia Cong heard Feng Ziying's words.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"So you're the son of General Shenwu.”
"Hahaha, Brother Cong, don't be so distant. I have a close personal relationship with Baoyu. It's not too much for you to call me brother.”
This Shenwu General Feng Tang was personally conferred by the Retired Emperor.
It was neither a founding achievement nor Yuanping's lineage.
However, his son, Feng Ziying, was different!
According to the description in Dream of the Red Chamber,
This Feng Ziying was indeed a rare heroic figure in books.
However, there seemed to be a problem with this person's stance.
Jia Cong smiled and cupped his hands.
"Brother, I left the capital when I was young, so I didn't know many things.”
Feng Ziying smiled and said politely,
Before he could say anything, Xue Pan stood up from behind him.
"These sons of bitches, seeing that there are no servants around us, they came to find trouble!”
"If it was one on one, how could they be my match?!”
"Brother Cong, I heard mother mention you yesterday. I originally wanted to find you today.”
"However, Baoyu said that you were very busy today, so we came out to have fun.”
"I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. Thank you, Brother Cong, for avenging me!”
He finished his sentence like a machine gun.
He wanted to go forward and kick the people who couldn't get up.
Jia Cong quickly pulled him back.
He was the founding bloodline and a viscount.
He could fight with the disciples of the Yuanping lineage however he wanted.
It would be fine if His Majesty blamed him later.
How dare a merchant, a declining merchant, make a move?
"Brother Xue, don't be rash. Let's go home first. Baoyu's injuries aren't light.”
"Bullsh * t, Qiguan and I protected him, and he only took a few punches earlier.”
Jia Cong was shocked.
Did he get to know Qiguan Jiang Yuhan so early?
This timeline is wrong?
Or did he flap his butterfly wings?
Glancing at Feng Ziying from the corner of his eye, Jia Cong understood.
He turned to Feng Ziying and smiled,"
"I've made a fool of myself in front of my brother today. This is not the place to talk.”
"I'll bring Baoyu and the others back first. In a few days, I'll invite you to a banquet for your help.”
Feng Ziying smiled and nodded.
This was indeed not the place to talk.
Jia Cong asked someone to support Baoyu and Qin Zhong.
He asked Jiang Yuhan,
'Where is this brother's residence? Should I get someone to send you back?
Feng Ziying stepped forward and smiled,"
"Brother Cong, you don't have to worry. Just leave it to me.”
"Alright, Baoyu will be better in a few days. I'll invite you to a banquet.”
Jia Cong cupped his fists and bowed before turning around and leading his men downstairs.
Feng Ziying frowned.
He could feel Jia Cong's wariness towards him.
"Qiguan, how are you? Can you walk?"
"It's fine. It's just a flesh wound. This Third Master Cong seems to have some opinions about me?”
"Haha, it's nothing. He's probably worried about Baoyu's injuries.”
"That's true. How could a divine figure like Second Master Bao suffer such a crime?”
Feng Ziying looked at the three unconscious people on the ground and the three wailing ones.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
"Let's not talk about this. Shall I send you back to the Imperial Residence first? Or should I take you out of the city to recuperate?"
"I won't give you any trouble this time.”
Feng Ziying smiled and nodded.
However, there was some confusion in his eyes.
On the other end,
Jia Cong, who had returned to Rong Mansion, asked his bodyguards to return to the courtyard.
Immediately, a group of servants surrounded him.
Jia Cong frowned and walked in front.
He kept thinking about what had just happened.
What a coincidence!
When they reached the front hall,
When Jia Zheng saw Baoyu's bruised face, he was instantly furious.
"Men! Guard the front and back doors! Today, no one is allowed to go to the backyard to report the news!”
"Bring me a big stick! I must kill this bastard today!"
Baoyu, who was still in a daze, suddenly came to life.
She hid behind Jia Cong in horror.
Xue Pan and Qin Zhong were also too scared to speak.
Fortunately, Wang Ziteng and Shi Nai stopped him.
"Brother Cong, what's going on?”
Jia Cong was about to answer,
The curtain that connected the back of the house was lifted.
Grandmother Jia and Madam Wang came over with a bunch of servant girls.
Seeing Baoyu like this,
Grandmother Jia immediately burst into tears. She hugged Baoyu and said with heartache,
"Which bastard hit him? Why is my darling so enviable?!”
Madam Wang, who was beside him, also comforted Baoyu with tears in her eyes.
"Baoyu, don't be afraid. The old lady and mother are here.”
Jia Cong saw Jia Baoyu sobbing like a child.
The corner of his mouth twitched as he said,
"Second master, three granduncles, I'm afraid there's something strange about today's matter.”
"Oh? What happened?"
Jia Cong recounted what had happened earlier.
Madam Wang, who was still coaxing Baoyu, said angrily,
"Why don't you kill those bastards!”
"Second Mistress, they will be bedridden for at least a month or two. If they want to recover, it will take at least half a year.”
"Then…"
Seeing his sister like this, Wang Ziteng quickly said,"
"Nonsense!"
Madam Wang was taken aback.
The way he looked at his big brother did not seem like he was joking.
He swallowed his words.
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