Chapter 17 According to 'The Law of the Great Han'
Not to mention that Qin Keqing seemed to have a back-and-forth, Jia Heng looked calm and relaxed, and returned home. In the afternoon, he would go to Xie Zaiyi's house to learn the art of riding and shooting.
Tomorrow, Xie Zaiyi has to go to Anhua Gate for duty. The next time he will ask for advice on riding and shooting, it will be the next time he takes a rest.
In fact, whether you are learning riding and shooting or learning other things, you have to be led in by a master. Practice depends on the individual. Riding and shooting still requires more practice.
"No matter how skilled you are in cavalry and archery, you can only look out for my own benefit. If you want to compete with the Tatars in the future, charging through the army and dispatching the army, just relying on personal bravery will not be enough." Jia Heng thought like this, and then
We have arrived at the intersection in front of Ningrong Street where the alley entrance is located.
However, a cold snort was heard, "Jia Heng, make it easy for us to find him! The clan leader is calling you."
When Jia Hengxu lost his reputation, he saw an official-looking man with a face that was not a face and a nose that was not a nose. There were four servants behind him. Not far away, Jia Rong was looking at him with a pair of gloating eyes.
Jia Heng also recognized the person speaking, but it was Lai Sheng, the manager of the Ning Mansion.
There are eight rooms in the Jia family in the capital of the Han Dynasty. All the children of the Jia family in Beijing must worship their ancestors in the ancestral hall under the leadership of the patriarch Jia Zhen every year.
Jia Heng frowned and said: "It's not the year or the festival, what is Brother Zhen calling me for?"
Jia Heng is a prince, so there is nothing wrong with calling Jia Zhen Big Brother Zhen.
However, when he heard Jia Heng calling Jia Zhen by his first name, Lai Sheng felt a little embarrassed on his face and jumped to his feet and said: "You are such a stubborn person, you can also call me by my name? Hurry up, Ma Liu'er, and follow me to see me!"
I have something to ask you!"
Jia Heng's eyes turned cold. He held a book in one hand and walked up quickly. He grabbed the front of Lai Sheng's shirt, lifted it up with one hand and said in a cold voice: "You dog slave, there is no such thing as a superior or inferior person!"
I, the children of the Jia family, are called according to their seniority, and it looks like you are a dog slave here barking and barking!"
It's funny to say that Jia Heng asked him to go over and ask questions because of his identity.
Lai Sheng's face showed fear, because he was lifted off the ground at this moment, and he said with a serious expression: "What are you going to do? You... stop him quickly!"
Jia Heng shouted: "I'll help you improve your memory!"
As soon as he relaxed and let go, Lai Sheng fell to the ground and splashed with dust, and Jia Heng's right hand was already sparking with lightning.
"Snapped……"
A big ear scraper was thrown out, and Lai Sheng said "Ouch", and his molars flew half a foot away with blood in his mouth. His face was swollen to the height of half a finger, and he looked at the murderous young man opposite him in confusion and anger.
"This..." Jia Rong's face changed drastically. Seeing this scene, she was dumbfounded. Her body trembled when she saw those eyes with a faint murderous intent.
In his previous life, Jia Heng was on the southwest border defense, and he had really killed people. Normally, the wind was calm and the clouds were calm, so it was not obvious, but at this time, there was a sudden thunder, and the true meaning was revealed.
"Rebellion, rebellion!" Lai Sheng was almost blinded at the moment. He didn't pay attention to Jia Heng's eyes. He covered his face and cursed at the stunned servants: "What are you doing standing there?
Come on quickly."
The four servants behind him were about to rush forward as soon as they reacted.
Jia Heng shouted coldly: "Let's see who dares to come forward! You and other dog slaves, which one dares? According to the "Han Law", a slave who beats the owner's family and kills the deceased will be beheaded! The injured person will be detained for five years, you and so on.
The one who dares to step forward!"
In this era, the patriarchal society had a strict hierarchy of respect for superiors and subordinates. The master basically didn't care if he beat his slaves to death, but if a slave beat his master to death, it was treason.
Several servants looked fearful and looked at each other.
Lai Sheng was furious and shouted: "That's bullshit Han law. I don't like this in Dongfu, so I'll beat him to death! It's mine to beat him to death!"
No wonder Lai Sheng, the two brothers of the Lai family, Lai Da and Lai Sheng, one is the housekeeper of the West Palace and the other is the housekeeper of the East Palace. They have been honorable for many years.
Even Lai Shangrong of the Lai family donated an official position and was elected as the county magistrate.
What kind of dignity is this? Being rewarded by a Jia family member makes me fume with anger.
When several servants heard this, they looked at each other, gritted their teeth, raised their fists and rushed towards Jia Heng.
Jia Heng glanced coldly at Lai Sheng, knowing that he couldn't help it, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture.
Because he was holding Shi Wen in one hand at the moment, naturally he could only stretch out one hand.
"boom……"
Tossing and turning, his body was like a swimming dragon, his big hands were raised, snapping sounds were heard endlessly, eight bloody molars flew out, and the four servants of the Ning Mansion fell to the ground groaning in pain, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere.
Jia Rong was stunned at this moment.
"Brother Rong."
"What a skill!" Just then, there was a sound of applause in the distance, and I saw two riders riding by the road. Immediately sitting upright was a young and heroic man in a warrior costume with arrow sleeves and a bow hanging behind him, followed by others.
The second rider, obviously his disciple, was stroking his hands and smiling, looking at Jia Heng and the others curiously.
When Jia Rong saw the two of them, he felt as if he had found a savior and said: "Oh, brother, come and save me!"
It was none other than Feng Ziying, the son of Shenwu General Feng Tang.
Feng Ziying got off her horse, walked up to Jia Rong in two steps, and said with a smile: "Brother Jia Rong."
Jia Rong's face looked better and she explained: "My father asked him to go over, but there was a conflict between words, so he took action."
After hearing this, Feng Ziying said with a smile: "I shouldn't say much about the family affairs of your house. It's just that your house is different from other places. It doesn't look good to make such a big noise at the intersection of Ningrong Street."
While he was talking, people were already gathering on the three floors inside and outside in the distance. They were all people outside Ningrong Street looking at Jia's Western scene.
Jia Rong's face turned bitter and she said: "I don't know. It's just that the old man over there urged me to look for Jia Heng... When the old man asked me, I ran in both directions. If I can't call anyone back, I'll be beaten again."
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Feng Ziying pondered for a moment, clasped his fists towards Jia Heng, and said with a smile: "My lord, Feng Ziying, brother, you are facing the enemy with only one hand, what a handsome kung fu!"
Jia Heng took a look at Feng Ziying and saw that he had a broad face and gentle eyes. He was holding a book in one hand and put the other hand on his left wrist in a fist-cup gesture: "Brother Feng, Jia Heng has invited me."
Feng Ziying said with a smile: "A certain family was actually passing by. He was going out to the city to hunt. Suddenly he saw his brother stretching out his hands, so he was very happy to see that he was hunting. If there is anything rude, I would like to see Haihan."
Jia Rong's face turned dark, but it was hard to say anything. This was a matter of Jia's family, and it was not good for outsiders to interfere.
Feng Ziying said with a smile: "I just see that my brother is of noble character, and I don't want to say a word. There are people coming and going in this place, so I don't have to look good. If I don't give up, please lend me a step and have a glass of wine. How about it?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Brother Feng, there is no need to have a drink. I have something else to do. If the patriarch is really called by the clan, please make another appointment."
He will go to the Jia Mansion, but not now. Once he enters the Ningguo Mansion, what if they plan to harm him?
For example, suing him for molesting the patriarch's wife, well, this...
In this era, family laws and clan rules are deadly weapons.
Besides, why should he go to see Jia Zhen? If he wanted to see him, it would be Jia Zhen who came to see him.
Seeing this, Feng Ziying couldn't help but try to persuade him. To put it bluntly, it was just an internal matter in the Ningguo Mansion. He was an outsider and couldn't say much.
Jia Heng held up his hand to Feng Ziying and said to Jia Rong: "Brother Rong, tell Brother Zhen that if you want to talk about things, don't send these unscrupulous slaves here. Besides, I won't go to your mansion except to worship my ancestors at the end of the year."
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With that said, he glanced at Jia Heng, pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, turned around and left.
"Hey..." Jia Rong looked at Jia Heng who was walking away, then looked at the servant with a swollen face, and sighed.
Feng Ziying was watching Jia Heng's back from the side, with a strange color in her eyes.