Chapter 632: Tianxiang Tower?

"Jia Rong?" Bai Lang hadn't read the Red Chamber Dream much. He had only seen introductions to the Red Chamber Dream, knew some character profiles, and knew that Baoyu was a fool who finally became a monk. He knew that Daiyu died young before eighteen, knew that her father was a high official in the Emperor's heart and held a fat job. He knew that the Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion finally ended up in a white and clean state.

He also recalled what Jia Rong was. In terms of generation, he remembered it was Baoyu's nephew generation, and vaguely remembered that his father was definitely not a thing. There were many men in the two Duke mansions who were not things, but Jia Rong's father, Jia Zhen, could be considered the worst rascal, and Jia Rong was only slightly better than his father. Father and son were scoundrels, that was them. The Ningguo Mansion would definitely fall into the hands of these two scoundrels early.

Jia Zhen messed with his daughter-in-law, the grandfather-in-law, this kind of stuff Bai Lang originally didn't think of, so he didn't think of it. Once Baoyu said let him come to the banquet and Bai Lang remembered this, then killing this Jia Zhen could be considered a small matter. Not for anything else, just because he remembered that Jia Rong's wife, Qin Keqing, should be the most beautiful woman in the Red Chamber, and by the way, she also didn't live past eighteen... Anyway, she died before twenty, which was quite a pity.

This way of death was absolutely inseparable from the grandfather-in-law... This kind of filthy and rotten person, Bai Lang felt a bit dirty, "It doesn't matter, it's just killing people. No, it's just killing animals, it can't be counted as people." Bai Lang thought so in his mind, but his mouth decided, "I will definitely come to visit." As for the Emperor's so-called closing the door and reflecting on his mistakes? Roll to the side.

It is thought that there will be relevant departments like the Imperial Secret Guard, Eastern Depot, Imperial City Division, or Sticky Pole Office of the royal family who will pay attention to Bai Lang's behavior. When the Emperor thinks of it one day, he can show it to him, but interference will not happen.

Not many days later, Bai Lang took his two younger brothers to the Ningguo Mansion. The three brothers, Bai Dage, Bai Erge, and Bai Sange, all came. This was a place where scions of great families gathered to eat, drink, play, and have fun to connect feelings under the excuse of some festival. The three Bai brothers also came in scholar clothes that were more in line with customs. Don't say, Bai Lang's appearance would look like a crown prince if he wore a dragon robe, but his two younger brothers were a bit fierce—clearly they were only twelve or thirteen...

These two guys guarded behind their eldest brother on the left and right, and they followed respectfully. That kind of fierce energy was not revealed at all—they were different from Bai Lang who guarded the Earl Mansion. They had lived in the Earl Mansion at the border with the previous Tianshui Earl since they were young, and they had seen military battles since they were young—although it was only a hundred or so starving and poor Mongolians trying to break through the pass every year, it also required thousands of soldiers in the pass to fight them.

The decay speed of the imperial court's soldiers was only comparable to the Eight Banners and Green Camp of the Qing Dynasty that Bai Lang had been to. Fortunately, it was better than the end of the Qing Dynasty, not to the point of fleeing upon hearing the enemy, and still dared to fight. As for collapsing within a quarter of an hour after fighting, that was another matter. The Mongolians had also been abolished. A hundred Mongolians could still fight with a thousand border troops, but if it was more than a thousand Mongolians, they could only guard the pass.

Such waste, if the Cossacks really gradually moved south and east, how would these people fight... It is likely that they would collapse for thousands of miles... Fortunately, Bai Lang had already beheaded the Cossack cavalry within a thousand miles. It would take them twenty years to continue to stretch their claws over. At present, the Tsar's attention was still on the southwest—competing with the Ottoman Turks for the Black Sea was their most important goal.

Especially Constantinople.

These two younger brothers could be considered to have seen war, so they had some fierce energy. Did they kill anyone? Bai Lang asked at that time, and it was exchanged for a silly laugh—these two boys had seen killing, but hadn't done it themselves... "Fake evil spirit." Bai Lang muttered, "Dragon brother's spirit." Fortunately, this world would definitely not be peaceful in the future, and there would be opportunities to turn fake evil spirits into real ones.

After Bai Lang entered, he only saw flowers and brocade, a scene of lively prosperity. Only Baoyu was not seen. Bai Lang just looked up and walked straight to a small courtyard. Sure enough, Baoyu was drinking under the service of several maids, and beside him were several younger Jia family children. "Oh, Brother Jia, Brother Baoyu, Master Bao." Bai Lang showed a surprised smile, secretly laughing at Jia Baoyu.

"Why didn't Master Bao go to the front today, but drank here? And looking at you, you drank quite fiercely. Why, wine enters the sorrowful intestines?" Sure enough, Baoyu's face was not very good. Bai Lang knew it wasn't his father who beat him, or he had a temper with which sister. "Brother Bai, Brother Bai, Brother Bai, where is it borrowing wine to drown sorrows? There is no such thing, it's just that this wine is very good and I drank a few more cups."

Bai Lang laughed secretly, signaled his younger brother to sit down, and took the wine jar to drink directly. "This wine is not very strong, and the taste is sweet and fragrant because it is soaked in fruit. No wonder you, Master Bao, also drank a few more cups." After he finished speaking, Baoyu had already fallen down. "He drank until he hung up?" Bai Lang was surprised, lifted Baoyu with one hand, "You guys go call someone, let Master Bao rest."

Not long after, a beauty with maids came in a panic, and she was indeed very beautiful. She was two levels higher than Daiyu. Bai Lang knew this should be Qin Keqing. "Uncle is drunk, this..." It seemed she was also in a dilemma, "I can't make it for a while..." Baoyu woke up and saw Qin Keqing. Bai Lang felt the body of this guy in his hand shake, and he saw this guy suddenly full of energy.

The entanglement began. This guy was always like this in front of his sisters, and Bai Lang was holding Baoyu, so he felt his teeth sour but it was not easy to leave. His two younger brothers had slipped away silently—although they were young, they also knew the etiquette of the master's house, and it was not good to touch the women of the master's house. On the contrary, those Jia family boys all opened their eyes wide to watch.

Under the entanglement, Bai Lang saw that Qin Keqing was not a "decent person" either, so she actually took Baoyu to Tianxiang Tower. Although Baoyu was full of energy, that was wine confusing human nature, and his body was still soft. If Bai Lang didn't hold him, this person could really slide to the ground and crawl for you to see.

Bai Lang lifted Baoyu's clothes with one hand and stood him straight, supporting his body to the place where Qin Keqing lived on the top of Tianxiang Tower. This guy was full of energy because he was stimulated by a beautiful woman. Now that the wine had passed, he was talking nonsense and wanted to sleep. Bai Lang put him on the bed, and naturally, there would be maids to help Baoyu take off his clothes. Bai Lang was about to go downstairs directly, and of course, he couldn't help but say a few words to Qin Keqing who was standing on the side—it could be considered etiquette. ===== CHAPTER 633 =====