The Red Mansions

Chapter 23 Feng Tang, General Shenwu
Feng Ziying glanced at Jia Heng in surprise, and said with a smile: "Brother Heng, are you joking? In the Shanglin Garden, there are mostly golden pheasants, red-crowned cranes, and elk that are paid tribute from various places. They are thought to be viewed by the royal family. How do you hunt?"

When Jia Heng heard this, he was silent for a while, and said: "During the time of Liu Han, Emperor Wu recruited the sons of the Liang family in Guanzhong, and under the Jianzhang Palace, weaved and practiced battalion and cavalry. Those who ride and shoot back and forth in the forest garden."

He seemed to have found out why Chen Han and Northern Xinjiang were always suppressed by the Hulu.

The style of martial arts is not enough.

Think about the descendants of the two Dukes of Rong Ning, none of these honorable children who share the same kinship with the country have become successful, can this country still get better?

Seeming to see Jia Heng's contemplation, Feng Ziying said: "The country has been in peace for a long time, emphasizing culture and restraining military affairs. Since the rise of Jiannu, the status of military commanders has been paid more attention to. But civil servants handle side affairs, and border generals mostly look up to them."

Jia Heng sighed inwardly, thinking to himself, it still looks like Wan Ming.

"Not only does it look like the late Ming Dynasty, but this is normal. The older generation of princes Wuhou fought bloody battles, not just to win a wife and a son, so that future generations will enjoy wealth and honor. When it comes to three generations, naturally the heart to fight is not enough, and the new If the generals want to grow up, they need to take shelter from the inner prison, relatives, and civil officials, basically who is in power, Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou in the pre-Ming Dynasty, and Liaodong generals are all like this."

Jia Heng asked again: "Children of Guanzhong, don't you have talented soldiers to serve as soldiers?"

In the land of Guanzhong and Three Qin Dynasties, there have been strong soldiers and fierce generals in the past dynasties, even the generals in the west of the Guanxi, and the prime ministers in the east of the Guandong. This land has never lacked warriors who dare to fight.

Feng Ziying sighed and said: "The atmosphere of the country is such that it cannot be reversed after many years. Fortunately, these princes seem to be interested in martial arts."

I didn't say anything later, so I just stopped.

Interested in martial arts may not necessarily be said to be the talented and bold Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

Jia Heng was silent for a while, thinking.

As the two spoke, they drove their horses into Shenjing City, and came to the gate of Feng Tang's residence, General Shenwu.

This General Chen Han Shenwu, who has the same name as General Feng Tang of the former Han Dynasty, is a standard family of generals, and several personal soldiers stand in front of the door with swords.

Seeing Feng Ziying's return, a middle-aged man in gray shirt and bunt came from the corner door, with a few servants behind him, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Master is back? Master has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Hey, you, hurry up and tell the master." As he spoke, he said to a young servant with dark cheeks.

Feng Ziying got off the horse, gave the horse's reins to the steward at the side, and said with a smile: "My father was waiting for me, probably because he was worried about what might happen."

"Isn't it? The master can't wait to go out of the city to follow." The steward held the horse's rein and said with a smile.

When the two princes of today's son went out to hunt in the city, even though they were concealing their identities, Zhou Fang was accompanied by generals and warriors, but they were not afraid of [-], just in case, if something went wrong, it would be a big trouble.

In particular, General Shenwu, as the commander-in-chief of the Diansu palace ban, couldn't bear to walk around.

On this side, the middle-aged steward also noticed Jia Heng who was on the side, and asked in surprise, "Who is this young master?"

Feng Ziying smiled and said, "A friend of the Jia family."

The middle-aged steward's face moved slightly, he smiled, and said, "Young Master Jia, let me take care of the horse, and let someone feed it."

Jia Heng handed the reins to a servant, and thanked him, "Thank you."

The middle-aged steward and the servant led the horse into the stable through the corner door.

Feng Ziying and Jia Heng also entered the courtyard, walked through the chasing corridor, met an old woman, said with a smile: "Brother Ying, the master is waiting for you in the school yard."

Jiangmen's House is naturally different from other places, and did not narrate in the study.

Feng Ziying responded, and said to Jia Heng who was beside him, "The old man is waiting for me to go back and ask questions now."

Jia Heng said: "You left halfway, is it okay?"

Feng Ziying said with a smile: "I also have my Feng family's cavalry guards with me. Just now I heard from Uncle Zhao that those masters have returned home safely. Besides, it was Princess Xianning who asked me not to accompany me. The old man will not take the blame."

Jia Heng thought to himself, this Feng Ziying is the son of a general, in terms of weather, riches, magnates and extravagances are not as good, but the rigorous style of family management can be seen on the road.

It can be seen from this journey that there are almost no young and beautiful maids, either old servants or mothers.

This is actually very necessary, because the family's growth environment is very important to a person's temperament. If you grow up in a pile of makeup, you will not be brave enough.

And this Feng Ziying can indeed be handed over.

However, with good training, there is no guarantee that he will not be a strong beam in the future...

If the family and the country are broken and foreign races are raging, the strong beam may not be the orthodox of China.

While the two were talking, they passed through the moon gate and came to a school field covering an area of ​​more than ten mu. It was spacious and spacious, and the land was flat.

A middle-aged military general in his forties, in the chilly autumn, was shirtless, holding a stone lock, bumping up and down, exerting strength, sweat flowing on his bronze arms, and his muscles were strong, which attracted people's attention.

A few servants on the side also prepared hot water and served with towels.

Feng Ziying called out, "Father."

The middle-aged general put down the stone lock, took the towel from the hand of the servant, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "I'm back, have you eaten yet?"

Feng Ziying smiled and said, "I just came back from the city and haven't had dinner yet."

Feng Tang said: "In a while, my father and I will have some food in the living room. Your uncle Zheng brought a deer in a while, and the kitchen is ready now. Send those people back, right?"

Feng Ziying smiled and said, "They all went back safely."

Jia Heng's expression was calm, while listening to the conversation between the father and son, there was a strong feeling of licking in the plain and simple.

In particular, it was not the first time to ask a few princes and princesses, which was especially rare.

Compared with Jia Zhen and Jia She, who are not upright, they are upright first, beat and scold at every turn, and often put on the line of the elders, but in fact, the upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked, and the father and son are also hostile.

Such children come out, in fact, they don't have much manly ambition.

But Feng Ziying obviously didn't have much experience, and winked at Jia Heng.

Feng Tang put on his clothes, put on his belt, and then looked at Jia Heng, with a bit of surprise on his majestic, Fang Yi face, and said: "This little brother, you seem to have a tight face."

This martial arts general is full of energy, his voice is like a bell, and he has a majestic and solemn demeanor as soon as he speaks.

Jia Heng straightened his face, cupped his hands and said: "After Ning Guogong, Jia Heng met Feng Shibo."

Speaking of which, he himself felt a little helpless, even if he didn't want to mention Jia's family, he still mentioned it when he introduced it to others.

Know the root and the bottom, and show it with sincerity.

Sure enough, Feng Tang was stunned, looked Jia Heng up and down, his expression remained indifferent, and asked, "Duke Ning's descendant? He came out of the East Mansion?"

Jia Heng said loudly, "It's the offspring of Duke Ning."

Feng Tang didn't ask, but the second master Bao who was born with jade was not. He just looked at Feng Ziying aside with a questioning look.

Feng Ziying said with a smile: "Brother Jia Heng didn't come from the East and the West, but Ninggong Yuanzhier. Brother Jia Heng is really good at fisting and kicking. By the way, he can also open two stone bows."

At this moment, Feng Ziying did not look like a noble son who talked and laughed freely before, but he looked like a child who met some treasure and wanted to show off to his elders.

On Feng Tang's resolute face, there was indeed a trace of surprise, he looked at Jia Heng, and asked: "Two stones in the bow, is it true?"

Apparently, the background of the Jia family didn't think it was different, but when they heard this program, there was a strange look in their eyes, and even the indifference disappeared. Compared with the politeness just now, the tone was a little more cordial.

The most important warrior in the army, Feng Tang, the general of martial arts, is the brave little school in You Xi's army.

Jia Heng seemed to show the shyness of a young man, and said: "Shibo, it's just a beginner's practice. I used a riding bow and two stones, but I couldn't shoot correctly."

Feng Tang smiled and said: "That's extraordinary, young, with such physical strength and endowment, as for archery, don't rush, but you can practice slowly."

These words are almost the same as what Princess Xianning said.

(End of this chapter)