The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

"By the way, Huan-ge, looking at your physique, how about we work out together?"

At this moment, Jia Qiang looked at Jia Huan, examined him carefully, and suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, even if cultivating the martial arts inheritance requires some precious and rare medicinal herbs, the Ning family can take care of it!"

Qin Keqing's eyes lit up, and she chuckled, "Uncle Huan, with your stature and bearing, you're probably on par with Cong-ge'er, aren't you? Don't miss this opportunity!"

The captivating ending note sent a shiver down the spines of the three boys.

Jia Huan muttered "demon" to himself, but a slight smile appeared on his face: "Not for now, I have my own training plan!"

Chapter 191 Personal Strength is Fundamental (Please Subscribe)

When Congge came out of the Ning residence, his forehead was covered in a layer of hot sweat.

Judging from his dry mouth and slightly flushed face, it was clearly caused by the restlessness in the young boy's heart.

It's normal for a teenager to have some reactions when they reach the age of infatuation.

"Brother Huan, thank you!"

As he walked toward the small martial arts school, Cong Ge'er sincerely thanked them.

"There's nothing to thank me for, we've been playing together since we were kids!"

Jia Huan waved his hand and chuckled, "With your talent and perseverance, if I just stand by and do nothing, would I still be a brother to you?"

"That's right!"

Cong-ge laughed heartily and said loudly, "When I've mastered martial arts, I definitely won't do anything so heartless. I'll do whatever you tell me to do!"

"It's not that exaggerated!"

Jia Huan chuckled and said, "Let me remind you, having obtained the Ning family's military inheritance, it's likely that it won't just be about martial arts training, but also learning military strategy and tactics!"

"Oh, more studying?"

Cong-ge let out a wail, instantly shattering the atmosphere that had just been created: "Can you learn less?"

"If you join the army in the future, do you want to be able to defeat ten men or ten thousand?"

Jia Huan rolled his eyes at the man, annoyed, and asked directly, "Tell the truth!"

Reading may not be the most child-friendly activity, but it is the easiest way to improve self-awareness and broaden one's horizons.

Just like the imperial examination, it was the fairest opportunity for scholars from the lower classes to rise above their station!

In this regard, Jia Huan would not negotiate with Cong Ge'er; there were absolutely no conditions to negotiate.

"Of course, he's a match for ten thousand men!"

"That settles it then. You don't understand military strategy and tactics. Do you think you can single-handedly defeat an entire army on the battlefield?"

"Weren't there such formidable figures among the famous generals of ancient times?"

"So you're naturally superhuman, able to lift a hundred-pound stone weight like it's nothing with just a little training?"

"How could that be? I don't have that kind of talent!"

"If you don't have that kind of talent, what are you dreaming about?"

"Huan-ge, you're really awful! Do you think I can't even dream?"

"Dreaming is one thing, but don't think you can actually do it, or you'll only harm yourself and others!"

"Never mind, I won't talk about this with you. Huan-ge, why don't you join us in learning the martial arts training methods?"

"Didn't I tell you? I have a different training plan. You don't even look at my physical condition and reaction speed. Can you compare to me? You wouldn't stand a chance even in close combat!"

"I don't know how you train, Huan-ge. Not only do you have such amazing skills with hidden weapons, but you're also quite good at using the nine-section whip and fist and foot techniques. I've never seen you train so deliberately!"

"Haha, I have my own way of exercising, it's no use if you're envious!"

"Could you teach me? I feel that your strength is improving much faster than that of those martial arts masters. I wonder how effective the training methods of our ancestors for martial generals really are?"

"Didn't I teach you? It's that breathing technique."

Jia Huan said irritably, "As long as you can train this breathing method to the point of instinct, you can achieve the same training effect as me, and you'll probably be even stronger and more efficient!"

The breathing exercise displayed by the cheat system has reached 2.5% progress over time, which is quite good for Jia Huan.

However, after teaching it to Jia Cong, probably because there was no timely feedback from his cheat system, he couldn't see any results for a while, so naturally he had little motivation to cultivate.

To put it bluntly, Jia Cong is just a little boy in his early teens. He is practically invisible in the mansion and has not received enough guidance and care. His mental development is not up to par with his age.

Of course, individual differences may exist, and what suits Jia Huan may not suit Cong Ge'er.

This is something that's probably less than 30% complete in terms of the breathing techniques, so it's unlikely to be widely promoted.

Jia Huan had no choice; he had a cheat-like ability to correct errors, and his current breathing techniques were completely tailor-made for him.

Only when his medical skills and understanding of the body become more detailed and thorough can he make corresponding adjustments and plans based on Cong Ge'er's specific condition.

"Forget it, the breathing technique you taught is just too difficult to learn!"

Congge said with distress, "The key is that it's really hard to stick to it if I don't see results for a long time!"

"Then don't overthink it. Just follow the traditional martial arts training method and improve step by step!"

Jia Huan laughed and said, "The effects of cultivation will probably be much better once we reach a higher level!"

Cong-ge'er didn't say much, his mood wasn't affected at all, and he didn't feel any envy or jealousy towards Jia Huan's unique cultivation method.

"Remember, whatever you do, don't let anyone know about this!"

Upon arriving at the small martial arts school, Jia Huan deliberately instructed, "Once you're strong enough to protect yourself, you can shout all you want!"

"Before that, if you haven't cultivated to a certain level, you should continue to be honest and obedient!"

"When will I be able to stop living such a low-key and cautious life?"

Cong-ge asked somewhat irritably, "It's really stifling in the manor!"

"Sometimes, it's one thing to be looked down upon by the maids and servants, but they'll also make sarcastic remarks, as if they wouldn't be able to show their status and ability if they didn't do so!"

"Some guys said really nasty things, I almost wanted to hit them!"

Jia Huan was also helpless and couldn't even bring himself to say a word of comfort.

Don't tell others to be kind without having suffered others' suffering!

To be honest, although both were relatively unknown members of the Rong Mansion, Jia Huan lived a much more comfortable life than Cong Ge'er, after all, Aunt Zhao's existence was no joke.

At least they don't have to worry about food, clothing, or daily necessities, while Cong Ge'er's situation is much worse.

Master She ignored it, Madam Xing didn't care, and the servants below followed suit. They became even more mean and vicious because of Cong'er's status as a member of the Rong family.

If it weren't for a good wet nurse, he probably wouldn't have lived to see the day he left the manor!

If one had always lived in the mansion, one would have become accustomed to that environment and wouldn't have harbored much resentment, thinking that it was how things should be.

But after leaving the mansion, my knowledge increased, and I learned more about principles through reading, and I realized the impropriety of the General's Mansion and the Rong Mansion.

He should have enjoyed the great resources of the Rong Mansion and the General's Mansion. If not comparable to Jia Baoyu, he should at least have one-tenth or even one-twentieth of the resources and treatment.

Especially regarding his attitude towards staying at home, his anger grew increasingly intense as he practiced martial arts.

At this moment, his situation is that he is "holding a sharp blade and the thought of killing arises spontaneously." He originally did not have the courage to have these thoughts, but now the situation is different, isn't it?

"When you pass the martial arts examination and become a martial arts scholar or even a martial arts graduate, you won't have to give face to those servants anymore. You can even leave the manor and become a member of a collateral branch of the clan!"

That was all Jia Huan could say; what else could he do?

He had mentioned this to Cong-ge before, and that he shared the same thoughts and ideas.

When they got a little older, they began to plan to leave the mansion and become members of a collateral branch of the clan.

It's not actually that difficult to do this. Given the old lady's and Madam Wang's cunning, it's quite easy to do it with just a little manipulation of their minds.

Of course, it's fine to become a member of a collateral branch of the clan. There's no need to go to great lengths to expel yourself from the clan, as if being a loner makes it easier to get along with others, like in some fan fiction.

"That's all!"

Cong-ge'er also knew the gravity of the situation. With a goal in mind, he didn't become discouraged at all. Instead, he ran to the small training ground with high spirits and continued to work up a sweat, which had been temporarily interrupted earlier.

Jia Huan sighed; he knew that Cong-ge'er was indeed in a difficult situation!

If it weren't for the fact that this small martial arts school provides him with all three meals a day, and recently even increased the supply of medicinal cuisine, he probably would have already developed hidden injuries and destroyed his physical foundation.

The food and treatment he received at the First-Class General's Mansion were truly indescribable!

It's true that they won't starve, but to say they'll get any nutrition is a joke.

Every day, we mainly ate vegetables and tofu. Fortunately, the kitchen staff were used to using a lot of oil and salt, otherwise, we wouldn't even have much oil and salt on our hands, and life would have been incredibly miserable.

Once you exert yourself a little more, you get so hungry that you can forget about practicing martial arts.

Fortunately, Jia Huan was aware of this situation and kept improving the food and treatment. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Cong-ge to grow so tall and strong.

At this moment, Congge'er could lift a 30-pound stone lock as if it were child's play.

The reason for going to the Ning residence in the middle of the morning to discuss matters was to avoid the Rong residence noticing anything amiss, which would only lead to further complications.

The gatekeepers of the Ning and Rong mansions knew each other well; who knew if they might know some inside information?

Fortunately, the Ning family has already begun cleaning up the inner quarters, and it is believed that it will not be long before at least four-fifths of the servants in the entire mansion are eliminated.

At that time, the gatekeepers will naturally be replaced, so there's no need to worry too much about leaks. Guarding your own home like you're guarding against thieves—that's really something else.