Chapter 1085 Geng Zijuan Inspiration
When She Yue brought Lao Junmei up, she saw that several of the younger masters of the Rongguo Mansion were almost there, except for Mr. Lian.
Just when I thought it was rare, I heard Baoyu's hearty laughter coming from the door of the courtyard outside: "Brother Feng, I'm afraid this is your first official visit to our Yihong Courtyard, right? Pengpi Shenghui, please come over here quickly! Brother Huan , Brother Lan, Brother Cong, why don’t you come out to greet me?”
Jia Huan, Jia Lan, and Jia Cong cheered when they heard the sound, and they all got up and hurriedly trotted out to welcome him out.
As expected, Feng Ziying met Baoyu as soon as she reached Qinfang Pavilion, and the two of them came here together.
Baoyu also saw that Feng Ziying had not arrived, so he wanted to look for her along the road.
It's already past midnight, and it's already getting dark. We'll have to wait for a while to get a lantern to pick up people.
Fortunately, Feng Ziying arrived in time and did not let Baoyu escape.
Feng Ziying was a little surprised when she saw Jia Huan, Jia Lan and an unknown young man coming out. Of course Jia Huan and Jia Lan were nothing, but this young man looked younger than Jia Lan. Whose family is this? Erlang?
Baoyu also noticed Feng Ziying's attention at a glance, and quickly introduced: "Brother Feng doesn't know Brother Cong, right? The uncle's family is more than ten years younger than Brother Lian, and half a year younger than Brother Lan. …”
"Oh, the youngest son of Uncle She Shi." Feng Ziying laughed. This Jia Cong was not deeply impressed in the book "Dream of Red Mansions", but he was Jia She's concubine. He should be about the same age as Jia Lan, but "Dream of Red Mansions" There is not much description of him in the book, and there is no special story.
"Jia Cong has met Brother Feng, and my father specifically told me that the Jia and Feng families are family friends, and Brother Feng is an outstanding representative among the martial arts disciples in our capital. You are the well-deserved leader among the younger generation. Please follow me." Second Brother Bao and Third Brother Huan ask for more help from Brother Feng, and the harvest will definitely be huge in the future..."
Feng Ziying didn't expect that Jia Cong, even though he was young, could still speak like this. If it was really taught by Jia She, it would be fine if he knew it by heart, but if he could perform such a speech on the spot, it would not be simple. .
Compared to Jia Lan’s calmness like a little adult, this Jia Cong is obviously more active, but unlike Jia Huan’s radical and sharp personality, he is more relaxed and smart.
"Okay, don't imitate Brother Huan and Brother Lan to flatter me. I'm not that powerful. In the future, Brother Huan, Brother Lan and you may be much better than me." Feng Ziying said. Waving his hand, "Baoyu, let's go. I'm hungry. I drank a lot at noon. Let's have some fun in the evening."
"Hey, Brother Feng, how can that be done? Noon is the wish of the two masters, and tonight is the wish of Brother Bao and us. Brother Bao has prepared a jar of Shaoxing rice wine. The taste is pure but not spicy. You are sure no problem,…"
Jia Huan interrupted before Baoyu could speak.
"Yes, Brother Feng, the two generations of our Jia family have a special relationship with you today. You will go back to Yongping tomorrow and the day after, so we just take this opportunity to get together. If we can't have fun, wouldn't we? Is it regrettable?”
Baoyu also answered, "It's not easy to see a scene like this today, and it's on our own territory in Yihongyuan. How can we still have a good drink?"
“And today, you have accepted Jia Lan as your disciple. Jia Lan will definitely give you a good toast, and I will also toast you three cups on behalf of my sister-in-law...”
The banquet started with an offensive and defensive battle between each other. Feng Ziying naturally wanted to avoid being besieged as much as possible, but Jia Baoyu and the others rarely had such an opportunity, so of course they would not let it go.
"Brother Feng, I have always praised you very much, saying that you are a role model for us Jia family children to learn from, and told me to learn from you, not only to learn to read, but also to learn how you behave in the world... "
I originally thought that the Jia family didn't have many talents, Jia Lian was just a middle-aged man, Baoyu "had no interest in worldly affairs", Jia Huan was good at studying, but his temper was a bit extreme, Jia Lan was calm, but couldn't tell anything else, and now suddenly This Jia Cong appears, he is quite clever, but being at such an age may not necessarily be a good thing, but at least he has something to look at.
Among the second and third generations of the Rongguo Mansion, except for Jia Lian, there are only a few of them. But it is really hard to say who can shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Rongguo Mansion. And if the building is really going to collapse, I'm afraid it won't be just one of them. Only people can turn the tide and reverse the general trend.
"Brother Cong, you drank this glass of wine for me. You don't have to say these compliments. The relationship between the Jia and Feng families is here. As the elder brother, I hope that Baoyu, Brother Huan, you, and Brother Lang will You can all make a difference, Rongguo Mansion has experienced Mu Tianen. Maybe you will take different paths in the future, but all rivers return to the sea, and different roads lead to the same destination. You shoulder the future of the Jia family, so keep your heart and work together as one. This is The foundation of a family’s prosperity…”
Feng Ziying casually talked about some nutritious chicken soup, but when he heard it in the ears of several people, including the girls Xi Ren, She Yue, Qixi, and Zi Xiao who were waiting on the side, they all felt dazzled by what they heard. Xiao Feng Xiuzuan, who is famous in the capital, is indeed extraordinary.
"Brother Huan went to Qingtan Academy and will participate in the Autumn Palace Competition the year after next. You can ask Brother Huan. Qingtan Academy gathers elite scholars from the north and south of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but no one dares to be lazy. You and Brother Lan If your son is determined to study, he should work harder and build a good foundation first..."
The words of encouragement also made Jialan Jiacong's heart surge, especially when he thought that Jia Huan could now study at the same school as the young scholars from the north and south of the Zhou Dynasty, the envy was beyond words, but Jia Huan's family was Being born into a real scholar is not something you can envy. If you want to enter Qingtan Academy, the minimum standard for being a scholar is still a difficult challenge for Jia Lan and Jia Cong.
“Brother Feng, don’t worry, we must remember your teachings and never let down your expectations...”
Why does this sound so familiar? Feng Ziying murmured in her heart. She felt like she was encouraging her subordinates in her previous life. People seemed to respond in this way, with respect and sincerity. But these were all superficial phenomena. Who knows what she was thinking in her heart?
However, looking at Jialan Jia Cong's age, this Jia Cong may still be a little clever, but when it comes to Chengfu, I'm afraid he is still not up to that level of performance.
The topic gradually shifted to Feng Ziying’s story in Qian’an City and Zhenzi Town.
For young people such as Baoyu, Jia Huan and Jialan Jiacong who have never seen much of the world, Feng Ziying's experience can definitely be regarded as a cool heroic legend for them.
Surrounded by tens of thousands of ferocious Mongolian soldiers, it can be broken overnight. Tens of thousands of civilians and civilians are faced with the catastrophe of being slaughtered. The only way forward is for the people led by Feng Ziying to strategize and win in one day. They are not afraid of danger. Fight hard to kill the enemy...
Seeing that several people were so interested, Feng Ziying naturally did not hesitate to show off with half-truths and half-truths in the drunkenness. In fact, it was not a show off, that is, some storylines were slightly modified, either by grafting others on, or by replacing the peach blossoms with others. It's not a bad thing to step in and consolidate and deepen the tall image in the minds of these guys.
Feng Ziying's eloquence is not bad. In addition, she has experienced what she has seen and heard with her own eyes and ears. By picking out a few details at will and processing them, she can interpret a magnificent poem that is both evocative and touching. My blood is boiling, sometimes I feel sad, sometimes my heart is full of excitement, and sometimes I feel sad.
Especially when talking about a few fire rifle soldiers who faced the Mongolian soldiers ascending the city. Even without melee weapons, they still fought with their lives without fear, buying time for their comrades behind to form a formation to counterattack, and finally drove the enemy off the city. None of them survived the story, which made several young men burst into tears, clenched their fists, and choked.
What Feng Ziying narrates is not fiction, but some plots have been slightly blended and improved to make the atmosphere more intense and exciting.
“That’s what a man should do!” Jia Huan couldn’t help stroking his palms and sighing, “It’s a pity that we don’t have the strength to tie a chicken and can’t go into battle to kill the enemy...”
"Brother Huan, that's not what you're saying. The only way to serve the country is to go into battle and kill the enemy in person. As a farmer and merchant, you pay taxes and serve in the military. Every piece of grain and every copper coin can be used as a powerful force for the court to fight against foreign enemies. Weapons, as scholars and officials, every policy decision we make may affect the morale of the people. If the warehouses are sufficient and people know the etiquette, the people are rich, and the court is clear, then our border morale will naturally be stable, weapons and food will be more abundant, and we will naturally be at odds with foreign enemies. It will be more advantageous to fight..."
Feng Ziying stared at the four people with bright eyes, "So studying, becoming an official, writing books, doing business, farming, weaving and smelting iron, in my opinion, there is not much high or low, as long as one has the heart to serve the country and the mind to forge ahead. I mean, if you keep moving forward, you can accumulate steps to reach thousands of miles, and accumulate small streams to become rivers and seas. I hope that no matter what step you take in the future, the four of you will never forget your original intention..."
His words were profound and meaningful, sonorous and powerful, and spoke directly from the heart, clearly revealing his expectations for several people. Baoyu and others were also excited and wanted to stand up and prostrate themselves.
Especially Baoyu, when he heard Feng Ziying mention a special sentence about writing a book, he felt that this was obviously to encourage him. Thinking of his previous narrow-mindedness, he felt that Brother Feng had a big heart for the world, unlike himself who was so stubborn...
Jia Huan was doing better, but Jia Lan and Jia Cong were both listening seriously to Feng Ziying's teachings for the first time, and they were both touched by these words. In addition to being emotionally agitated, they also had a feeling for this mentor (brother). I have an inexplicable admiration and admiration, and I just feel that if I can be as good as the other person in the future, I am afraid that my life will not be in vain.
(End of this chapter)