The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

Jia Huan's life remained as regular as ever, and there were no major changes despite Yuan Chun's elevation to the rank of concubine.

With him personally overseeing things, the order and atmosphere here, whether it's the clan school or the small martial arts hall, are quite good.

At the clan school, several former scholars who had served under the Second Master Zheng had privately spoken with him, and it turned out that one or two more students in the senior class had the ability to participate in the preliminary examinations.

Jia Huan naturally expressed his gratitude and told the gentlemen to make the arrangements themselves.

On the other hand, through Qiu Liang's connections, he inquired about the registration and examination process for the martial arts examination.

That's right. Those classmates who persevered with Cong Ge'er have reached the level to participate in the martial arts examination. All they need to do next is some targeted training, such as horseback riding and archery.

At this time, the farms outside the city came in very handy.

Especially in the villages ravaged by locust plagues, which are now mainly used for raising livestock, there is plenty of open space for students of the clan school to practice horsemanship and archery.

Even more advantageously, Jia Huan could also ask the Ning Mansion to send some experienced guards of the Duke and his descendants to help guide and teach him, and the effect was self-evident.

Missing a character, "credit" → I believe that before long, the clan school will produce several more martial arts scholars.

Chapter 192 One Year (Please Subscribe)

The Ning family acted very quickly!

Three days later, they asked Jia Huan to come over and brought out an exquisite sandalwood box.

Inside, besides the three martial arts training methods, there are also more than a dozen accompanying prescriptions.

In addition, there are the military strategies and tactics summarized by the late Duke Ningguo, as well as his most crucial insights and experiences.

Jia Huan was quite satisfied after looking at it. It could be said that the contents of this sandalwood box would be fiercely sought after by most powerful and wealthy families outside.

Even the most powerful martial arts factions wouldn't easily let go of such an opportunity.

As Jia Huan requested, the books in the sandalwood box were all copies.

He shouldn't have taken this thing out of the Ning residence; if it were leaked, the losses would be incalculable.

There was no other way. Unless they wanted to alert the old lady of the Rong family immediately, Cong-ge'er couldn't stay at the Ning family for long, let alone practice his martial arts.

Given the relationship between the two mansions, even if the Ning family helps cover it up, they can't keep the secret for long.

Fortunately, when dealing with the Lai family's property, that three-courtyard house fell into Jia Huan's hands.

After taking possession, they discovered that there was a very hidden basement in the three-courtyard house.

Jia Huan spent a considerable amount of time personally organizing the materials, and it was entirely possible to place the Ning family's military lineage in a hidden basement space, where safety would be somewhat guaranteed.

As for Cong Ge'er's training, it's still at the small martial arts gym, which at least reduces the risk of leakage by more than half.

It was also because the Ning family trusted him; otherwise, how easy would it have been to take away the sandalwood box?

After thanking them, he didn't stay at the Ning residence any longer and went straight back to his newly acquired three-courtyard house.

There weren't many servants in the three-courtyard house. Apart from the necessary guards, there were only the most basic cleaning and sanitation staff, and that was it.

I felt relatively at ease hiring a few honest tenant farmers to help me.

Several farms outside the city were also one of the main sources of Jia Huan's hired and deployed manpower.

Putting everything else aside, they are far more trustworthy and reliable than those born in the Rong family!

He quietly returned without alerting the guards in the courtyard, slipped into the hidden basement space, held the rare warm jade in his hand, and consumed a little bit of his luck value to directly enter the genius state.

The rare warm jade has a mediocre effect on the God of Learning state, only barely extending it for about an hour, which is still quite remarkable.

Given Jia Huan's medical skills and understanding of martial arts at this time, he not only quickly finished reading the training methods for military officers obtained from the Ning Mansion, but also gained a profound understanding of them.

As expected, this method of training military generals is quite different from the mainstream training methods outside, and it is too fierce in its tempering of the body.

In Jia Huan's view, it was all about various extreme training methods, forcing practitioners to constantly push their physical limits and striving to quickly unleash their physical potential.

Putting everything else aside, just lifting stone weights alone requires lifting a 100-pound stone weight more than 100 times a day. And that's just the basics. As time goes by and the training results become apparent, the intensity will increase rapidly.

Given Congge'er's current physical condition, lifting a hundred-pound stone lock would be quite a struggle, let alone lifting it a hundred times in a row. Without special methods to quickly recover, both of his arms would be ruined.

The key lies in those accompanying prescriptions, which, given his current medical skills, are all excellent for targeting and strengthening bodily functions.

In addition to internal use, there are also external applications, and naturally, there are also medicinal baths.

Jia Huan's eyes twitched as he looked at the training method for military officers that he had just acquired; it was simply too domineering.

Without exceptional physical talent, even with the aid of medicinal formulas, one might be ruined through training, or suffer hidden injuries that destroy their foundation.

At the very end of the book that records the training methods for military generals, there is a rather interesting passage.

The general idea is that the methods of training military generals have been passed down for a long time, and the one who perfected them was Li Cunxiao, who was known as "no general surpasses Li" during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. His training methods included some of the techniques of the "Thirteen Taibao Body Training".

Jia Huan naturally didn't know the truth, nor did he know whether the first Duke of Ningguo wanted to enhance the reputation of the fundamental method of training military generals and thus resorted to some exaggerated rhetoric.

There are even some rather fantastical speculations that the fundamental methods of training military generals have long been lost.

It is estimated that this was a method of gathering and refining qi that existed during the Qin and Han dynasties. The late Duke of Ningguo also had this idea, and it was vaguely recorded in his summary notes.

Jia Huan was too lazy to think too much about it. If it could be combined with the so-called Qi gathering and refining method, he could figure it out later. Right now, the key was how to reasonably reduce the intensity of the martial arts training method.

Otherwise, given Cong-ge'er's current physical condition, he would probably be completely ruined in three to five days.

As for military treatises and strategies, he simply memorized all the contents; understanding them would come later. He valued military books like "New Book of Military Efficiency" and "Records of Military Training" passed down from the Ming Dynasty more highly, as Qi Jiguang's abilities far surpassed those of the late Duke of Ningguo.

He stayed in the basement of the three-courtyard house for about half a day before coming out.

Then go directly to the small martial arts school and instruct Cong Ge'er on a weakened version of the martial arts training method.

Jia Huan dared not be careless in the slightest; he and the renowned doctor in charge of the clinic were watching from the side.

If anything seems amiss, immediately stop the exercise and provide timely treatment to Congge'er.

There's nothing we can do about it. Without modern, high-tech medical equipment, and since our own "golden finger" can only be used on ourselves, we can only use the simplest and safest method to ensure that our cultivation doesn't go wrong.

"Don't you dare do anything reckless! Training on your own is extremely dangerous!"

"If it's not with me and the resident doctor watching over you, you absolutely must not exercise on your own!"

"If an accident occurs, it could cause irreparable and serious damage to your body, essentially eliminating any possibility of further advancement!"

"Also, if you feel uncomfortable during your training, be sure to speak up immediately. Don't think that you can just endure it. I'm constantly adjusting the intensity of your training!"

"If you can't make timely adjustments, it can easily put too much strain on your body, which is not a good thing!"

"It's better to be less intense and have slower cultivation results than to take risks and rush things!"

After the training began, Jia Huan repeatedly reminded Cong Ge'er not to push himself too hard, since he was still young and could gradually improve his strength later.

Even so, the intensity of this kid's training startled the martial arts instructors who frequently trained at the small martial arts school, as well as some skilled thugs.

I think Cong-ge'er's method of refining is simply courting death.

Anyway, they just can't bring themselves to target themselves like that.

Jia Huan found it amusing; otherwise, why would he say that the training methods for military generals were so effective? If you can't endure the hardships of training, you can forget about making a name for yourself on the battlefield.

As he continued to adjust the methods of training military officers, his understanding of them deepened.

I believe that when I want to cultivate in the future, I will definitely be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort!

Jia Huan focused most of his attention on Cong Ge'er's training, so he was naturally not very interested in or sensitive to what was happening in the outside world.

Fortunately, the Rong family mansion is in quite good condition right now, showing no signs of decline at all, and on the contrary, it is showing signs of prosperity.

The Ning family, on the other hand, lived their own quiet and peaceful lives behind closed doors.

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside the city, in the threshing ground of a farm, a group of burly men gathered around the flat, hard ground.

In the center, two teenagers were fiercely fighting, throwing punches and kicks at each other.

A tall, muscular young man with dark skin was punching and kicking with incredible speed and power.

Another tall, fair-skinned, and handsome young man was quite agile.

His feet moved quickly, his body like a butterfly fluttering in the air. His fists, palms, fingers, and claws moved with effortless ease, seemingly without any particular technique, yet he always managed to strike his opponent's weak points.

"Brother Huan, why don't we just fight head-on? What's the point of going around in circles like this?"

"You make it sound so easy, but you don't even realize how powerful your punches and kicks are!"

"But I can't hit you, so what's the point of sparring?"

"Precisely because you can't hit me, you should spar with me more!"

"What kind of strange logic is that? What I need is a tough opponent!"

"Are you suggesting that if you encounter an opponent like me in the future, you should demand that they fight you head-on? Do you think that's a realistic expectation?"

"But I can't hit anyone, and it's so frustrating!"

"Now you know how frustrating it is, huh? Look at you, still so smug, thinking you're so great!"

"Haha, that's it!"

The two teenagers were engaged in a fierce fight, yet they still had the energy to chat and laugh. Clearly, neither of them was using their full strength, and their strength astonished the onlookers.

At that moment, taking advantage of the moment when the fair-skinned boy slowed down, the burly, dark-skinned youth unleashed a fierce and domineering Black Tiger Heart Strike, the force of the punch whistling through the air with terrifying power.

The punch finally landed on the fair-skinned boy's arm!