Red Mansion: Holding Space and Marrying Like the Sea

As soon as these words came out, even Baozhu, who was standing nearby, turned pale. Anxiously tugging at the old woman's sleeve, she lowered her voice and said, "Mammy, look at him. He's clearly determined to act like a spoiled brat and refuse to leave!"

"I'll call someone to handle this matter right away. Once everything is arranged, I'll immediately notify the young master to come and make the decision!" Baozhu said in a firm tone.

Seeing Nanny Yan nod slightly in agreement, Baozhu turned around without hesitation and hurried away with big strides. However, Feng Bao, who had been secretly observing their actions, was already prepared. He flashed and rushed towards Baozhu like a hungry tiger, trying to block her way.

At this critical moment, Zhao Ma, who was standing by, showed amazing reaction speed and agility. She quickly grabbed Feng Bao's sleeve and pulled it back hard, trying to stop him from blocking Baozhu.

But Feng Bao was desperate at this point, with only one thought in mind: he absolutely could not let Miss Lin escape! If she left, everything he had said would become nonsense and fabricated when Lin Jingyu and the others arrived. Not only would he fail to achieve his goal, but he might even face severe punishment. So, no matter what, he had to get hold of something on Miss Lin!

There was a crisp "ripping" sound, and the three people who had been tangled up in each other's struggle were all stunned. Looking closely, they saw that Baozhu's sleeve had been torn open below the elbow. The torn piece of cloth was now firmly grasped in Feng Bao's hand.

Mammy first looked at Baozhu in astonishment, then turned her gaze to Feng Bao. Her face was filled with anger, and she was shaking with rage. She shouted fiercely, "You daring lunatic! How dare you touch the women in our inner house? Are you really so bold!" Then she shouted at the top of her voice, "Hurry up! Hurry up! Someone come!" Her voice was so sharp and piercing that it echoed throughout the courtyard.

Nanny Zhao started shouting for help, and Baozhu took advantage of the moment when Feng Kun grabbed her sleeve and tugged at Nanny Yan to run desperately towards the outer courtyard. She was so anxious when she saw Nanny Zhao shouting that she started yelling, "Someone! Where are all the servants?! Someone come quickly! Something terrible has happened! Master Feng has gone mad!" Her voice was sharp and urgent, piercing the originally quiet air.

At this moment, Fu Yan and Feng Bao's servant Gou'er were anxiously searching for someone around the guest room they had just stayed in. Suddenly, they heard Baozhu's panicked cry. After looking at each other, they immediately quickened their pace and ran towards where Baozhu was.

"Sister Baozhu, who did you say was crazy just now?" Fu Yan asked breathlessly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Oh, it's Master Feng!" Baozhu said as she gestured randomly with her hands.

When Fu Yan finally regained his footing and looked at Baozhu, he was stunned. Baozhu was in a state of disarray. Her once neatly combed hair was now a mess, with a few strands of hair falling down and covering half of her face. The two golden hairpins in her hair were dangling, as if they would fall at any moment. Even her sleeve had been torn at some point, making her look particularly miserable.

"This...this...Sister Baozhu, how did you become like this? Did you accidentally fall?" Fu Yan took a step forward with a concerned look on his face, and was about to ask a few questions.

However, Baozhu was so anxious at the moment that she had no time to care about her image. She pushed away Fu Yan's outstretched hand and said anxiously, "Don't mind my business for now. Young Master Feng just ran into the bamboo forest over there in a panic! When he saw me, he mistook me for our young lady. Not only was he frivolous and rude, he even tried to approach me and chat me up!"

Although Madam Zhao tried her best to stop him, the difference in strength between men and women meant she was powerless to resist. The man's face was fierce, and he had malicious intentions. He suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the person in front of him.

"Hurry! Go ahead and look for the young master, and get me a few strong servants! This guy is simply crazy!" Baozhu shouted anxiously. As soon as the words came out, Fu Yan, who was standing beside him, felt a cold sweat on his forehead.

Oh my god, what on earth is going on? How dare Feng Bao be so brazen? This is the residence of the Minister of Personnel! How dare he act so recklessly here, molesting a maid? Even more unbelievable is that he actually mistook the maid he was molesting for the eldest daughter of this mansion!

At this moment, the sharp-eyed Fu Yan saw the dog that was about to sneak into the backyard to give a tip-off. This dog was Feng Bao's follower! He must not be allowed to slip away and go back to help Feng Bao! So, Fu Yan stretched out his hand without hesitation, grabbed the dog that wanted to escape, and shouted angrily: "Hey! You ignorant little bastard, where do you want to run to? Isn't it chaotic enough? Open your eyes and take a good look at where this is! Sister Baozhu, don't be afraid, our servants are not far ahead. Come with me, and find two strong men to protect you, in case that crazy Feng Bao comes back again!"

After saying this, the group hurried forward at a quick pace. Not long after they had gone, they happened to run into a hurried servant. Without even a word, Fu Yan immediately dispatched the servant to the bamboo forest.

After all, Zhao Ma was the only one there to deal with the situation, and it was difficult to guarantee that the old lady would not suffer any harm. Therefore, the most urgent thing was to take action quickly.

"At least we have to send someone over there first and find a way to subdue that guy named Feng." Someone shouted anxiously.

Upon hearing this, the servant standing nearby nodded vigorously without hesitation, then turned and ran. He ran as fast as the wind. Baozhu couldn't help but look back, only to find that the servant, while running, also tightened his belt and quickly rolled up his sleeves. Clearly, this servant was also a man of quick work and agility.

Everyone knew that these servants were used to doing heavy labor and were strong and robust. In comparison, the man surnamed Feng was just a weak scholar, so naturally, he wasn't very strong. So, if the servant could get to the scene in time, the beastly man surnamed Feng would surely be brought to heel in no time.

Seeing that one of the areas had been properly arranged, Fu Yan, without hesitation, rushed towards the outer courtyard. He clutched the servant dog, surnamed Feng, tightly, fearing that he might escape. Baozhu followed closely behind, and the group hurriedly entered the garden soon.

Lin Jingyu, having just triumphantly demonstrated his mastery of the game of darts before a crowd of young masters, sat contentedly sipping a glass of wine. As the saying goes, "A connoisseur knows the game from the first try." While seemingly a simple game of darts, it possesses a wealth of skills and principles. Through this simple game, it becomes clear who is the weak scholar who neglects exercise, and who is the true master of both civil and military skills.

Just a moment ago, Zhou Shizhao was frantically fiddling with the equipment in his hands, making a series of incoherent noises, as if he was extremely frustrated with his own clumsy performance. However, in an instant, his attention was completely drawn to Jiang Huai standing beside him.

The young man was handsome, refined, and elegant, appearing like a scholar. Who could have guessed that beneath this refined exterior lay a mastery of martial arts? At first, perhaps due to a lack of practice, Jiang Huai's arrow missed its target and flew wide. But amazingly, from then on, as if divinely assisted, he unwaveringly fired his arrows, each one hitting the mark with unerring precision. He was truly invincible, truly hitting wherever he pointed!

"Brother Jiang Huai! You are so awesome! Come on, another one! Come on, another one!" Zhou Shizhao shouted excitedly, his face full of admiration and envy.

"Oh! It's true that you can't judge a book by its cover. Young Master Jiang is not only an excellent martial artist, but his archery skills must be quite amazing as well!" Someone couldn't help but admire.

At this time, another man in the crowd reminded Zhou Shizhao with a smile: "Brother Zhou, don't shout in a hurry. Don't forget what we agreed before. Whoever loses this competition will be punished by drinking!" After saying that, he shook the wine cup in his hand with a playful look on his face.

Lin Jingyu, standing nearby, held a wine cup in hand, a smile on his face as he watched with great interest the group of people enjoying themselves. He thought to himself that the atmosphere at today's banquet was so lively, it was sure to be a great success. However, just as he was immersed in this joy, he was suddenly interrupted by a servant who had arrived from his home.

"Young Master, Fu Yan and Baozhu, who is beside Madam, have something important to report to you." The servant said respectfully.

Lin Jingyu frowned slightly upon hearing this, his gaze casting towards the servant who had come to consult him, a trace of doubt rising in his heart. What could be so urgent as to require disturbing him at this moment? This matter was truly strange...

He had always thought his mother and sister were omnipotent, as if nothing could stump them. But today, he felt truly strange. He didn't know why they had chosen this very moment to come to him.

Could it be that he sent Baozhu to inquire about the situation on his side? Or perhaps he wanted to confirm whether everything was going smoothly and well in this first party he organized?

Lin Jingyu calmly glanced around, noticing that the young masters present were all gathered around the dartboard, enjoying themselves, completely oblivious to the commotion around him. He slowly set down his wine glass, signaled the servant beside him to keep a close eye on the situation, and then followed the young servant who had come to report the incident into the distance, hoping to find out what had happened.

The maid said in panic, "Master, please go over and take a look!"

"That Master Feng actually stopped me at the waterside pavilion near the inner residence, mistook me for a young lady and began to molest me."

"Fortunately, Nanny Yan was there with me at the time. She took advantage of the chaos and gave me a chance to escape, so I was able to run and report this to you." As she spoke, she raised her arm, revealing a tattered sleeve, and continued, "Look at this sleeve of mine, it has been torn to pieces by that Master Feng! And the other half is still in his hand. Not only that, he even made arrogant remarks, saying that he must marry the young lady!" Lin Jingyu looked at Baozhu, who was kneeling on the ground with messy hair and torn clothes.

Lin Jingyu simply couldn't believe what he had just heard. His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He felt that all this was simply too absurd! Not only his head, but even his mouth seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

After finally coming to his senses, he stammered, "Feng... What the hell is Feng? Who is he going to marry? Which young man actually wants to marry my sister?"

Baozhu, watching her eldest son's reaction, was filled with anxiety, her fury flaring up like a flame. She stamped her foot and urged, "Young Master, please send a servant to check on the situation!" Then she added, "Madam Zhao has only one servant guarding her. I'm worried that Feng Bao might break free and escape. Besides, the waterside pavilion leads directly into the inner chambers, and the mistress and young lady are still inside!"

Lin Jingyu stood there with his mouth wide open, motionless for a long moment. It wasn't until Baozhu urgently reminded him again that he finally snapped back to reality. His eyes widened in anger as he shouted, "Hey! What a shameless bastard! Fu Yan, quickly go gather the guards!"

Fu Yan quickly responded after receiving the order, then dashed off like an arrow to find the guards. The Lin Mansion currently employed eight martial arts experts, who had been sitting idle at home all day, eating and drinking for free. As the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but only a moment to deploy it. Now, at last, it was time for them to step forward and make their mark!

Lin Jingyu, with a sharp gaze, scanned the surroundings and gathered the servants he had met along the way. These servants quickly gathered together to form a fairly large team.

Then, they marched in a steady and powerful pace, rushing towards the scene of the incident. From a distance, only shadows of people could be seen swaying in front of them, which was quite lively.

When everyone arrived, they happened to witness a thrilling scene: Feng Bao took advantage of the servant holding him and secretly raised his knife, attempting to launch a sneak attack. In a flash, at this critical moment, Lin Jingyu shouted angrily: "Feng Bao, stop it!"