After Jia Heng returned home, he first put away the collection of articles he bought, then washed his face, and poured himself a cup of tea to suppress the rising smell of alcohol.
Previously, although he had taken advantage of his drunkenness to beat up Lai Sheng and other evil slaves, he had done so in a measured manner and had assessed the consequences.
"If Lai Sheng is beaten, as long as there are no casualties, no matter how angry Jia Zhen is, the means she can use are limited, because the possibility of seeking government intervention is completely cut off, and it is not that easy to apply the so-called family laws and clan rules.
, Unless I do something as outrageous and outrageous as burning down the Jia clan’s ancestral hall when worshiping my ancestors, Jia Zhen’s attempt to subdue me with the so-called family laws and clan rules is just wishful thinking!”
The family laws and clan rules of this era may have been as strong as the golden rule in some remote places, but in some remote places, the country had its own laws and indiscriminate lynchings could not be tolerated.
In fact, the government of all dynasties has always had a negative attitude towards lynching.
If the father wants the son to die, the son has to die. In fact, this sentence is biased.
Even since the Western Jin Dynasty first advocated the "quasi-five-service crime", all dynasties have never said that the human tragedy of a father deliberately beating his son to death is nothing, but the punishment is reduced based on the distance of the relative, and the death penalty is not sentenced.
If father and son are like this, how much more can they be from the same clan?
The so-called power of life and death comes from above.
Even though Jia Zhen is the patriarch of the clan, this is neither the year nor the holiday. In the most benevolent place in Kyoto, the national laws are strict. If Jia Zhen wants to use the clan leader's money and lynches a distant relative who is about to leave the fifth service, he will still be criticized by the people of the time.
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Not to mention, the reason for Jia Zhen's dispute is really unspeakable.
But there was no way to prevent Jia Zhenshi from plotting against her, so Jia Hengcai said that he would not go to Ningguo Mansion to meet Jia Zhen.
"On the contrary, if I swallow my anger today and go to Ningguo Mansion to be disciplined, I will encourage Jia Zhen's arrogance." Jia Heng took a sip of tea and put the matter aside.
Although Jia Zhen's matter is irritating, as long as he gathers Qin Ye's family and firmly grasps the truth, he doesn't have to be afraid.
After that, Jia Heng changed into a warrior uniform as he had done the previous two days, and planned to go to his cousin Dong Qian's house to borrow a horse first.
Dong Qian was a primary school student in the Wucheng Military and Horse Division. He often had to follow Shangguan on patrols to maintain peace and order, so he had to go home at night. Jia Heng only borrowed a horse from Dong Qian's mother at his home as usual, and then left.
He went straight to Xie Zaiyi's home, which was not far from Anhua Gate, but he didn't want to but missed it.
Xie Zaiyi's wife, Zhao, was washing clothes in the courtyard. When she raised her head and saw Jia Heng approaching, she smiled and said: "Brother Jia, Lao Xie asked me to tell you that the senior official of the Ministry of War will be inspecting these two days."
The city defense and Anhua Gate are all busy with this matter. I'm afraid I won't be able to go outside the city with Brother Jia today."
After hearing this, Jia Heng felt disappointed, but he had no choice but to say: "Sister-in-law Xie, can you go into the house and get a bow, and I can go to the countryside to practice?"
Because Xie Zaiyi was not at home, he stayed in the courtyard with the middle door wide open and did not go into the house, talking loudly.
Mrs. Zhao wiped her wet hands on her scarf and said with a smile, "Brother Jia, wait a moment."
With that said, he went into the house. Not long after, he took out a hard bow and a pot of arrows and handed them to Jia Heng.
Jia Heng thanked him, took his bow and arrow, walked outside, untied the horse tied to the stone pier, and headed out of the city.
It was an autumn afternoon when Jia Heng drove his horse towards Anhua Gate. Unlike the previous time when he came with Xie Zaiyi, he was riding one person at a time, looking at the luxuriant grassy wilderness in the distance. When he raised his head, he saw the blue sky and white clouds.
Below, the vast mountains and forests of the Qinling Mountains give people a sense of heroism.
With a pinch of the horse's belly and a sound of driving, the fast horse galloped in the wilderness with endless grass.
Jia Heng first became familiar with the riding skills, then tightened the reins and drove the horse forward.
Arriving at the venue where I had previously practiced with Xie Zaiyi, I found a low hill with green grass and few people, surrounded by dense hazel pines and green shade, blocking the view. This was the location of the drill.
Jia Heng first got off the horse, took off the archery target wrapped around the saddle, and then inserted the wooden wedge into the soft grass. After doing this, he got on the horse, picked up the bow and arrow, and drove the horse around.
Aiming at the target.
However, when I opened the bow, I realized something was wrong. It seemed that I had picked up the wrong bow. This was the bow used by Xie Zaiyi, and it had the power of two stones.
The bow he used the day before yesterday was a strong one-stone bow.
Jia Heng tried to pull it, and found that although it was a bit difficult, he could actually pull it, which made him feel strange.
Thanks to the hard work of his muscles and bones, his body is strong and his arms are stronger than ordinary people. The day before yesterday, he was able to draw a stone when he opened his bow. Xie Zaiyi praised him for his deep foundation.
But at this moment, the horn bow opened was made of two stones, and I found that it was even easier than yesterday.
"Could it be that after time travel, not only the soul, but also the body also experienced some kind of change?" Jia Heng's eyes flashed, and some speculations arose in his mind.
After thinking about it, I realized that it was a good thing after all, and I no longer struggled with it.
The feather arrows were shot out, and "whoosh..." made an explosive sound in the air, but... all ten arrows were empty!
Immediately bumpy, the accuracy of the arrow will be greatly compromised.
Jia Heng was not discouraged. The key points mentioned by Xie Zaiyi flashed through his mind. He drove his horse from right to left hand again and circled the target. He opened his bow again and set an arrow. With a "swish" sound, ten arrows flew away this time. There were already one
The arrow hits the target.
He shot ten arrows again, but all ten arrows were empty again!
Jia Heng's face was indifferent, neither happy nor sad. Three rounds of arrows passed by, and his arms were sore. He needed to slow down for a moment, so he could get off his horse and go to pick up the arrows.
As much as it was fun to shoot arrows just now, picking up arrows is so tiring now.
Some arrows flew quite far. Jia Heng was carrying the arrow pot on his back, picking up the arrows shot in the grass one by one and putting them into the arrow pot.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves clicking from far to near, as well as the sound of men and women talking and laughing.
Jia Heng twisted his eyebrows and raised his eyes. In his quiet, deep pupils, he reflected the lush green forest, a group of knights in bright uniforms, and a cluster of bright red among the white snow.
On top of more than a dozen maroon horses, there were several young men in brocade robes, dressed as warriors and carrying bows and arrows on their backs, sitting on top of them. They were talking and laughing all the way, trusting the horses to come from the reins.
There were four people at the head of the group, and the remaining people were mostly dressed as retinues and generals.
Jia Heng's expression paused slightly, but he saw a familiar figure among the dozen riders - Feng Ziying.
It's just that Feng Ziying stayed aside, and the only ones riding together were the four riders.
There are four riders, three men and one woman. The two riders are arranged on the left and right sides. They all look like young people in their twenties. They wear wide-sleeved Chinese clothes and densely embroidered needlework on the skirts. Under the afternoon sun, they glow with golden light.
They followed each other step by step, followed by two cavalry retinues.
The servants are all young men in their thirties, with majestic figures, square faces, and calm eyes. They hold the reins in one hand and the sword in the other, looking like they are alert to the surroundings.
The two riders in the middle are obviously women disguised as men. They are wearing a plain arrow-sleeved warrior uniform with plum blossoms embroidered on the collar, and a brocade belt embedded with colorful blue pearls, which ties up the slender waist high.
Show off your figure.
She has a standard melon-seed face, a tan mouth and a beautiful nose, and willow-leaf eyebrows. The narrow red phoenix eyes flash with a clear light, and there is a tear mole hidden in the corner of the eye. Her face is as white as pear and jade, smooth and flawless, but her eyebrows are quite visible.
Deserted, quiet and beautiful charm.
This woman is riding a white horse. The horse is all white, with strong hooves and a calm demeanor. A bell with a bright red tassel is chiseled under the horse's neck. It shakes gently under the horse's neck, spreading the crisp sound across the mountains, forests and grass.
Next to him, there is a younger girl who is only in her prime. Although she is young and young, she is already beautiful and clear, her eyes are like autumn water, and she is charming. She is riding a maroon horse under her crotch, and she has two smiles.
A dimple.
While he was talking, several riders were approaching.
