The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

It's true that powerful families like to diversify their investments, but it's not very appealing for the Rong family to do everything. Does the Rong family want to have their cake and eat it too?

Back at home, I put aside all the random thoughts in my mind and enjoyed a rare moment of peace.

Aunt Zhao's nagging now seems to have become a hypnotic method to calm his mind.

In any case, as long as it's not a sudden disaster, there's always room for Jia Huan to maneuver.

The next few days passed peacefully without any major incidents.

Of course, Jia Huan refers to the common people, but in the imperial court, he is quite capable, finding opportunities and excuses to take down one court official after another.

Upon closer inspection, it seems to be about getting rid of some people it doesn't like, but upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem like that.

No one can guess what the emperor is thinking. Jia Huan is not a person in officialdom, so why would he go to so much trouble to guess the thoughts of a middle-aged man?

However, the people secretly sent by the Zhen family have already taken the money and settled in the Prince's estate outside the city.

This operation is baffling again.

If the silver was truly hidden in scattered locations, how could it be combined with that of the grandson of a prince?

All I can say is that the Zhen family's methods are puzzling and baffling.

However, a major incident suddenly occurred at the Jia family's Ning residence.

That day, Jia Huan was at the small martial arts school, watching Cong Ge'er practice martial arts.

Since the number of martial arts masters at the small martial arts school increased, Cong-ge'er's training efficiency has improved considerably.

Those martial arts masters naturally wouldn't use their own skills to make a living, but they could certainly give Cong-ge a pointer on the basics.

After being reminded by Jia Huan, Cong Ge'er realized the importance of basic skills and began to practice them diligently.

In addition, the small martial arts school has a well-known doctor in charge, so the meals are basically all highly nutritious, the kind of medicinal food that would make an ordinary person's nose bleed after eating one or two meals. This is why they don't have any problems from practicing martial arts.

This is also the main reason why Cong-ge'er grew more than 20 centimeters in just two years.

Seeing Cong Ge'er's fists and feet flying like the wind, his posture upright as if rooted to the ground.

Jia Huan knew it was time to teach this kid real methods of conquest.

Just as he was pondering this, Qiang-ge'er from the Ning family rushed in, looking panicked.

"Huan-ge'er, something terrible has happened! Huan-ge'er, something terrible has happened!"

Upon seeing Jia Huan, his eyes lit up, but the words he uttered were displeasing.

Damn it, how can you talk like that? Have you been having too much of a leisurely time lately?

He rushed over in a few strides, grabbed Qiang Ge'er's wrists with both hands like eagle claws, and said irritably, "Let's talk this out, don't fucking curse people!"

As he spoke, he gently twisted his finger, and immediately Qiang-ge'er cried out in alarm, "Ouch, ouch, Huan-ge'er is really in trouble..."

Damn it, you're coming again?

Jia Huan's eyes sharpened, and with a twist of his body, he threw the man over his back.

Amidst gasps of surprise, Cong-ge'er caught her, preventing her from falling flat on her face. This also calmed Qiang-ge'er down.

"Tell me, what happened?"

After chasing away the onlookers, Jia Huan sat calmly in his chair and spoke with an air of nonchalance.

"Huan-ge'er, Uncle Zhen suddenly brought his men to the door, grabbed my sister-in-law, and threatened to clean up the house!"

Qiangge hurriedly explained, "As soon as I saw that something was wrong, I immediately sneaked out to report it!"

Why don't you go to the Rong family to plead for mercy?

As Jia Huan picked up the nine-section whip from the weapon rack, he asked curiously.

"Among the men Uncle Zhen brought over, there are servants from the Rong family!"

Qiang-ge'er lowered his head, somewhat annoyed, and said, "Life was going so well, how could it suddenly..."

The rest of the sentence was left unsaid, but the meaning was already quite clear.

"Let's set off immediately, and bring along a few brothers who don't hang out in Ningrong Street!"

Jia Huan was already prepared. He stuffed two small bags full of copper coins into his sleeves and called out, "Hurry up and lead the way, or we might run into trouble!"

Qiang-ge'er was overjoyed and rushed towards the entrance of the small martial arts school, saying repeatedly, "Don't worry, Huan-ge'er, I won't let you work for nothing!"

He said this with great confidence; he was planning to use money to bribe people.

"Cong-ge, you don't need to go. Stay here at the martial arts school and receive information!"

As Jia Huan strode forward, he called out, "If a fight really breaks out, you should take some men to provide support!"

He was just taking precautions; Jia Zhen was a truly ruthless fellow.

Adding to that, he had just experienced the tragedy of being paralyzed on one side of his body, so who knows what his current situation is?

The two left the house and sped off towards the Ning residence.

Fortunately, the small martial arts school was located at the corner of Ningrong Street, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to the front of the Ning Mansion.

At this moment, the side gate of Ning Mansion was guarded tightly by several burly men.

As for the gatekeepers who were specifically responsible for receiving guests, they stayed in their gatehouses, not daring to utter a sound.

"Make way, make way, we need to get in!"

Qiang shouted at the men guarding the corner gate, and was about to rush over without stopping.

"Wait, Uncle Zhen has already given the orders..."

One of the gatekeepers immediately stepped forward and reached out to stop him, but before he could finish speaking, he screamed, covered his face, and collapsed, his fingers filled with a shocking amount of blood.

Before the others could react, the nine-section whips whistled in front of them, and in the blink of an eye, they all fell to the ground in terrible condition, leaving almost no room for them.

"Brother Huan, well done!"

Qiang-ge looked at Jia Huan, who had retracted his nine-section whip, with a face full of surprise and praised him repeatedly.

"Why is there so much nonsense?"

Jia Huan rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Hurry up and lead the way!"

Just kidding, his hidden weapon skills are already at 90% completion. Looking at the whole world, there probably isn't a single hidden weapon master who can reach this level.

At this moment, he could definitely be called a 'master of hidden weapons'!

Since he was so skilled with hidden weapons, the nine-section whip, which relied heavily on technique, was easy for him to learn and master. At this point, the progress bar had reached more than 60%.

Once they let loose, they can dance so tightly that no arrow can easily penetrate them—it's that exaggerated.

Seeing Jia Huan display this skill, Qiang Ge'er's worried expression immediately turned into a look of joy.

The runner ran faster and faster, fearing that something terrible might happen.

They didn't encounter any obstacles on the way, or rather, they didn't encounter a single servant or servant.

When they arrived at the main hall, they saw that the small square in front of it was already half full of servants, all looking towards the main hall with panicked expressions.

"Make way! Make way, get out of the way!"

Qiang Ge'er was in a panic and hurriedly separated the servants in front of him, causing a small commotion.

"Damn it, who's so arrogant? It's Young Master Qiang!"

The servants, who had been forcibly separated, were filled with resentment and were about to turn around and fight back while cursing. But when they saw that it was Jia Qiang, they immediately fell silent and instead obediently stepped aside.

In the past, Qiang-ge would have given him a few slaps, but now he didn't care about that and rushed into the main hall first.

With him charging ahead, Jia Huan's journey behind became much easier.

His gaze swept around, but he didn't see any unfamiliar faces, which made him feel somewhat relieved.

Clearly, Jia Zhen was planning a surprise attack.

But if so many sons from different families couldn't stop this fellow, it's clear that Jia Rong's control over the Ning Mansion isn't as strong as one might imagine.

After this incident, I would definitely suggest that the Ning family thoroughly clean up their residence.

Since it's no use, and even the half-paralyzed Jia Zhen can't be stopped, then let's go to the estate to farm.

"Young Master Qiang, the master has ordered you not to go in!"

When Qiangge rushed to the front of the main hall, he was stopped by someone.

"Lai Er, you are no longer the Grand Steward of the Ning Mansion, what right do you have to stop me?"

Qiang-ge pointed at the leader and cursed him, showing him no respect whatsoever.

Indeed, the leader guarding the door was none other than Lai Er, who had been sent to Jia Zhen's estate.

This guy looked at least five years older than when he was sent out of the city, but his expression remained as arrogant and domineering as ever, and his gaze toward Jia Qiang was cold and vicious.

"Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. Do you really think you're the chief foreign affairs officer?"

Lai Er's face darkened instantly after his wounds were reopened. He gave Qiang Ge'er a cold smile, waved his hand, and angrily said, "What are you all standing there for? Young Master Qiang, please go over there and calm down!"

Snapped!

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