[Red Mansion] Sir, I'm a rough man

Jia Wan went into the house and changed his clothes. With the help of his companions, he put on light black light armor and a helmet... This is his first time wearing a military uniform, so it feels very novel.

It's hard to say how defensive this leather armor is, but the style is good, it's not uncomfortable to wear, and it fits your figure well... The soldiers and ruffians who just rolled all over the ground, after putting it on, all of them have thin waists, long legs, and heroic postures immediately.

"Little Huya" buckled the belt for him, checked it up and down, and said: "That's it, I'm learning a little bit myself, I don't have time to wait on you every day."

It was the first time for Jia Wan to wear a helmet. He felt a little uncomfortable, and was turning his head to push back the hair that was scattered in the front. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled, and said, "Thank you."

Little Huya froze for a moment, jumped away, stretched out his finger and said, "I, I, I, I warn you! Don't laugh at me from now on!"

After a moment of silence, a burst of wild laughter broke out. Jia Wan heard their exaggerated laughter, and knew that this group of guys had lost the fight, and wanted to find their way elsewhere, without being annoyed, imitating the appearance on TV , squinted his eyes, looked sideways, and raised the corners of his lips into a "evil charm" smile.

Little Huya exaggeratedly clutched his chest: "My mother! It's over, it's over, I'm going to die."

Another roar of laughter.

Jia Wan ignored the group of guys and went to look at the weapon. He took a pistol in his hand, and the weight was okay, but the gun barrel was too hard...it was a full-metal gun body, and he was not used to it.

Just after making two gestures, I heard "Go on" behind me.

Jia Wan turned around like lightning, reached out and grabbed a sheathed long knife, looked up at Chen Xuan who didn't know when he entered the door, and said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, I practiced guns."

He practiced boxing and staff in his previous life, and practiced spear and bow in this life. Sword skills are commonplace, but when he was in the south of the Yangtze River, because there were many desperadoes on the river, it was inconvenient to carry long weapons, so he practiced daggers for a few days.

Although he is proficient in fists and feet, it makes a world of difference whether he has a sharp weapon in his hand or not when he is really fighting to the death.

Chen Xuandao: "Your organization is a knife guard, just make do with it for a few days, and adjust it later when you have a chance. Besides...you just have fists."

The last sentence was full of resentment.

Jia Wan took out the handle of the knife and played with it twice, and found that the knife is a good knife, much better than those fancy guns.

"Little Huya" took the scabbard from him, and said, "I'll help you."

He said again: "Knife, gun, what's the difference? Do you really think there will be a chance for us to do it?"

"What did you say?" Chen Xuan reprimanded: "Based on your words, it is enough to fire you ten times!"

"Little Huya" chuckled, fell silent, and bowed his head to tie the knife around Jia Wan's waist for Jia Wan.

Although he knew the nature of his job, which was more like a guard of honor than a Zhongnanhai bodyguard, Jia Wan still went to pick up a sharp dagger and put it in his boot.

It doesn't matter what the job is, or if you don't accept it, you will go all out if you accept it-this is the truth that Mr. Yun taught him by beating the child.

Because just after the group fight, all forty people were injured, other things were fine, there were six or seven who got hurt in the face, it was a disgrace in front of the palace, so Chen Xuan had to transfer them to another shift.

Staring at the dark circles under the eyes of "Little Huya" and the swollen cheeks played with Jia for a long time, he waved his hands in despair and said, "Let's do it like this!"

"Little Huya" put his arm around Jia Wan's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Boy, to be honest, did you just intentionally avenge yourself? Why do I feel that when you beat the four of us, you were very ruthless."

Jia Wan patted him on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Brother, you think too much, am I that kind of person?"

Publicly avenging private revenge, when did group fights become public affairs?

Little Huya resentfully said: "I think it is."

Stand in line and get ready to change shifts.

At this moment, the early court was over, and the emperor was administering the government in the Palace of Qinzheng, so Jia Wan, together with several others, stood guard outside the palace.

Because of Jia's "disorderly appearance", Chen Xuan spent a lot of time thinking and "hid" him behind a pillar so as not to be seen by too many people.

Although that little Huya was not very old, and his kung fu was not outstanding among the guards, he was the imperial guard, and he was on duty in the Palace of Qinzheng.

Standing upright for four hours is hard work for ordinary people, but for Jia Wan who has practiced martial arts for two lifetimes, it is nothing more than standing upright.

I think back then, when he was studying at school, his buttocks were off the stool and he squatted for a few lessons.

Just slightly boring.

After standing for about half a moment, a young eunuch came out of the hall. Jia Wan kept his eyes on him—as a member of the guard of honor, he had nothing to do with such messy tasks as sending messages, running errands, leading people, etc. He just wanted to pose.

Unexpectedly, the little eunuch stopped beside him and said, "Guard Jia, the emperor wants to see you! Come in with me!"

Jia Wan rubbed his cheeks and understood why Chen Xuan would rather hide him behind a pillar than find someone to transfer him.

Follow the little eunuch into the door, and kneel down on one knee at the place where he was last time—this is one of the benefits of being a guard. You don't have to kneel and kowtow when you see the emperor.

"What are you doing so far away?" The deep voice of a middle-aged man came casually, quite magnetic: "Come closer, look up."

So for the first time, Jia Wan saw the appearance of the current day clearly, thin, tall, big-boned, strong and indifferent, with an imposing manner, even sitting in a loose posture, exuding a shocking oppressive force.

As for looks, it doesn't really matter.

Emperor Qian's eyes fell on Jia Wan's face, and he said after a while, "It's not the same as I imagined."

You are not the same as I imagined... Also, Your Majesty, you really have time to imagine what the people below look like.

Jia Wan cursed in his heart and didn't say a word.

Only to hear Emperor Qian say again: "Did you fight?"

Jia Wan let out a "hmm", remembered the identity of the other party, and added "yes".

"Win or lose?"

"Your Majesty, I have never lost a fight."

Emperor Qian pointed at his red and swollen face, and said, "If you're like this, you still haven't lost?"

He added: "With such a face, it's hard for them to do it."

Jia Wan quietly rolled his eyes: You also know that it is "them" who co-authored it!

But I heard "Little Huya" standing behind Emperor Qian triumphantly say: "Your Majesty, that punch on his face was made by a minister!"

Your old man is really capable!

Jia Wan glanced at him and said, "Coincidentally, that punch in the face was also done by my minister."

What a joke!

"Little Huya" was about to retort, but was interrupted by Emperor Qian, saying: "Okay! It's not enough for the two of you to fight in the guard's office, do you want to fight again in front of me?"

There was not much anger in the voice.

The two bowed their heads in silence.

Emperor Qian pointed at Jia Wan, and said: "I just knew you like to cause trouble, so I brought you into the palace, but after entering the palace, you still refused to change! You won't stop for a moment!

"Go back and heal your wounds before you come back, you've lost all my face here...and you, get out too!"

Jia Wan was a little dazed: He had cooperated with the person in front of him a few times recently, but what's the matter with your old man's familiar tone?The two of us seem to be meeting for the second time, right?

Of course he didn't dare to ask this question, so he exchanged a glance with "Little Huya" and exited together.

After leaving the Hall of Qinzheng, "Little Huya" stepped briskly, and said: "Don't worry, the emperor's temper, the closer people are, the more scolding he will be... If he doesn't like it, he won't bother to say a word."

Jia Wan put his hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I forgot to ask earlier, our imperial guard, why did you have the time to go to Ningguo Mansion to be a mere messenger and executioner?"

"Little Huya" felt more and more force on his shoulders, and said with a dry smile, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!"

Jia Wan sneered and squeezed his five fingers together.

"Little Huya" screamed, his face turned blue, and he said, "Take it easy, light it up...listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation!"

Jia Wan let go and said, "Okay, tell me."

Seeing Jia Wan's appearance ready to strike again at any time, "Little Huya" said with grief and indignation, "Tell me, if you are pointed at your nose all day and scolded 'so and so is three years younger than you, so what', and then kicked The one who took the beating rushed to learn literature and martial arts, and scolded him like this for six years, would you hate him? Would you like to beat him hard?"

Then he said resentfully: "Master Lin is the emperor's confidant, and has the right to write secret reports directly. Since you killed someone at the age of nine, your name has often appeared in the memorials of Lord Lin... In a sense, you are also a The emperor watched him grow up."

Jia Wan asked, "How do you know this?"

"Little Huya" pointed to his nose, grinned to reveal two iconic little tiger teeth, and said, "Because my surname is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Kai!"

"Go away?"

"roll!"

How could Jia Wan not know about Zhou Kai?

Yong'an Hou Shizi, his mother is Emperor Qian's only sister, Princess Jianing who has passed away for more than ten years.

Emperor Qian had no shortage of heirs, but Princess Jianing left only a little flesh and blood. It was rumored in the court that he cared more about his nephew than his own son. Looking at it now, this rumor is actually true.

Zhou Kai said with a "hehe" smile: "It's all a misunderstanding, anyway, didn't you call back now? Otherwise, I'll treat you tonight, and let's have a lively meeting, brothers?"

His personality was familiar, and even though Jia Wan didn't know him, he had heard Jia Wan's name for six years, and he didn't feel strange when he met a real person.

Jia Wan said: "With filial piety, how dare you drink and have fun outside? Otherwise, you can come to my place in the afternoon. I have set up a target there, and you can practice...'riding and shooting'."

Zhou Kai smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go to your place! Don't forget to ask someone to prepare some good wine and meat..."

She winked and said, "When you're tired from practicing, you always have to eat, don't you?"

The two walked out talking and laughing, and Jia Wan understood why Emperor Qian insisted on letting him "become an official".

When the Supreme Emperor was in power, he treated his courtiers extremely leniently. Even if the important officials in the court made big mistakes, they rarely ransacked their homes or killed their heads. They even turned a blind eye to such "little things" as corruption.

Today's emperor can't rub the sand in his eyes, the courtiers are often blamed, there are many people who ransacked their families and exterminated their families, and there are countless people who demoted officials and seized titles, causing complaints from all over the world.

The courtiers resisted, coupled with the overlord's restraint, the emperor's life in the past few years has not been easy, but his temper is extremely tough, and he would rather be constrained than make a little compromise, so that until now, he is still tight - the tightness here, isn't it? Refers to money, but talent.

Ruo Lin Ruhai has been asking for credit for Jia Wan, so that he registered in front of Emperor Qian six years ago, and now Emperor Qian has seen his ability with his own eyes, pulled him out, and threw him in the guard first It is completely reasonable to boil down the qualifications and then release them for use.

The guardhouse is a place where there is no mountain or dew. No matter who the Emperor Qian wants to use, no one will say anything. The rank is high. If you get to the first-class guard, you will be the official of the frontier when you are released. It is the best springboard .

While talking, he suddenly saw a small blue sedan in front of him coming out of the corner, Zhou Kai hastily pulled Jia Wan along, bowed his head and half-kneeled by the side of the road, waiting for it to pass by.

Unexpectedly, the sedan chair stopped beside them, neither leaving nor speaking, it was eerily quiet.

What's happening here?

Jia Wan quietly turned his head to look at Zhou Kai, but seeing that Zhou Kai was also in a daze, he had no choice but to keep his posture.

After a long time, I heard a hoarse voice from inside the sedan chair: "What's your name?"

ask me?Or ask Zhou Kai?

Jia Wan hesitated for a second, thinking that with Zhou Kai's identity, there are probably very few people who don't know him, and when he was about to speak, the hoarse voice said impatiently: "If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Just got up and left.

Jia Wan was speechless: What's wrong with this, he just stopped for so long and got impatient just a second later.

Watching the sedan chair go by, the two got up, Zhou Kai said in a low voice, "Don't worry about him, he's just like this, he's full of strange problems."

He said again: "That's His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the emperor. It turned out to be okay, but his temper was a little arrogant. Later, he accidentally fell off his horse and broke his leg. It became even more weird. He was gloomy all day long, as if the whole world owed him a lot of money." It's as if you missed him... let's go, ignore him."

"Broken leg? Can it be cured?"

Zhou Kai shook his head and sighed: "It's been five or six years, and it probably won't be cured."

Jia Wan looked at the sedan chair that had gone away...isn't it?

……

When they arrived at the guard's office, they changed back into their clothes and went to the carriage and horse place to lead the horse out of the palace. Zhou Kaifei pestered Jia to play, saying that he would help him arrange the afternoon dinner, and that he wanted to see the garden they were repairing. Helping him write posts, Jia Wan had no choice but to take him back with him.

At the entrance of the alley, by coincidence, I met Jia Zheng and Jia Lian, who were taking a few Qing customers back to the mansion. Seeing them, Jia Zheng said in astonishment, "Isn't it your first day on duty today? Why, what?" ..."

Jia Wan didn't have time to speak, so Zhou Kai said nonchalantly: "He was fighting in the palace, and was driven back by the emperor!"

Seeing Jia Zheng's expression on the verge of fainting, Jia Wan wished to slap this big mouth to death! ,,,.,