The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

Some things are better left unthought!

Lacking strength and status only brings more trouble.

On the way home from school in the afternoon, Cong-ge, who had been hesitant to speak, suddenly said, "Huan-ge, I want to learn martial arts and become a general like my great-grandfather!"

"You have to think about it!"

Jia Huan wasn't surprised at all, and chuckled, "Practicing martial arts is very hard work. You have to train in the coldest winter and hottest summer, and you can't neglect your basic studies either!"

"why?"

Jia Cong was somewhat annoyed; he really had no interest in reading.

"If you want to become a general like your great-grandfather, you should at least know how to command troops!"

Jia Huan chuckled and said, "Is it possible to understand military strategy without some academic foundation?"

"Is that so?"

Jia Cong was a little confused and said with distress, "But I want to practice martial arts, but Master might not agree!"

If he were to rashly tell Master She that he wanted to practice martial arts, Master She would probably not agree at all.

His initiative in handling this matter wouldn't be very effective; it would have to fall to Jia Lian.

After all, Jia Cong's martial arts training was not just about physical exercise and learning martial arts skills, but also about learning knowledge such as military strategy and tactics.

To put it bluntly, they want to inherit the Rong family's legacy in martial arts.

The previous two heads of the Ning and Rong families were both formidable figures in the military.

They not only held high positions of power, but also had real military achievements!

Having reached their level of strength and status, it is quite normal for them to leave behind a systematic inheritance of martial arts strategies as part of their family's foundation.

Unfortunately, the descendants were not up to the task, and all the hard work of their ancestors was wasted.

Even so, it was quite difficult for Jia Cong, an illegitimate son, to inherit the throne.

The Rong Mansion, including the East Courtyard where Master She resided, had entered a strange state.

They have no interest in understanding or participating in external affairs, and seem to prefer entertaining themselves behind closed doors, refusing all change.

Damn it, isn't this just lying flat?

Surely the situation in the manor isn't that bad?

"Don't worry, I'll handle this for you and I'll definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

Since Cong-ge'er has such intentions, Jia Huan naturally won't turn a blind eye. He plans to persuade Jia Lian first, and then it will be much easier to win over Master She.

It wasn't that he was inherently righteous, but rather that by changing Cong-ge'er's fate, he could continuously gain good fortune, which made him so proactive.

The greater the difference between Cong-ge'er's fate and the original Dream of the Red Chamber, the more fortune he can gain.

He did want to help change the fate of the Twelve Beauties, but damn it, he had no chance to get in touch with them.

The current situation is awkward; he has very few opportunities to interact with the main characters of Dream of the Red Chamber.

Besides Cong-ge, who went to school with him every day, there was also Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng, with whom he had a business relationship.

If there weren't enough benefits, why would he bother with all this at such a young age? Does he really think everyone else is stupid and can't see through his little tricks?

Currently, as long as it involves Cong-ge'er, Jia Lian, and Wang Xifeng and her husband, he will handle it without making excuses, as long as he can.

We can only hope that their changes will trigger a chain reaction, and that it will be a positive one.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be easier and more convenient for Jia Huan to stay quietly in the clan school as the eldest son and start causing trouble when he turns ten?

But the story of Dream of the Red Chamber has already begun, and some people and some things cannot wait that long.

I'll feel a little unsatisfied if I don't give it my all, since I won't lose anything anyway.

After delivering Cong-ge'er to his destination, Jia Huan also got off the carriage.

Before even turning through the side gate, I caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar-looking boy's back as he hurried past.

"Yun-ge'er?"

He spoke up, calling out to the boy who had just walked past him.

"Uncle Huan!"

Jia Yun stopped, turned around, gave Jia Huan a sincere smile, and hurriedly greeted him.

This member of the "Cao" generation, who is quite outstanding in the original novel of Dream of the Red Chamber, was only twelve or thirteen years old at this time, and his figure was as thin as a bamboo pole.

Judging from his clothes and complexion, he was clearly living a rather frugal life.

I just graduated from the ethnic school last year and am currently working outside to earn some pocket money to supplement my family's income.

The reason Jia Huan knew him was that this kid still kept in touch with several close classmates in the clan and would come over to see them from time to time.

Just then, Jia Huan, who needed manpower, conscripted some of his men!

I would occasionally help him run errands to earn some pocket money; we were somewhat on good terms.

"You look like you're in a hurry, is something the matter?"

"No, it's nothing. I just went to my uncle's and got a scolding!"

"Hehe, you are a member of the Jia family after all. If you have any difficulties, you can come to the clan for help!"

Jia Huan chuckled and said, "Why don't you go back to the clan school? I need some people to help me run errands lately, and you'll definitely get paid!"

Now that he had some money on hand, he had some plans in mind and wanted to give it a try.

Jia Yun is a decent fellow; despite his terrible family circumstances, he hasn't gone astray and is someone who can be somewhat cultivated.

Whether he can establish himself in the future depends on his own efforts and fate.

"Really!"

Jia Yun looked delighted, but after a moment hesitated: "I think I shouldn't go back to the clan school. I'm really not cut out for studying. It would be more comfortable for me to be a gofer!"

"Oh, I see. Whatever you wish!"

Jia Huan didn't mind and waved his hand with a smile, saying, "Remember to come and report for duty early!"

After saying this, he walked leisurely toward the side gate of the Rong Mansion, considering it as doing a good deed.

Jia Yun, that kid, still has some sense of shame.

It is probably known that the students in the clan school, influenced by the atmosphere of Ning and Rong prefectures, have a bad habit of treating people differently based on their status.

Given Jia Yun's family situation, he is likely to become a target of criticism, so it's best not to humiliate himself.

He strolled leisurely around the mansion, staring at the virtual panel in front of him, in a rather pleasant mood.

The number that popped into my mind when I looked at the "luck" section was thirty-five, which is quite good.

Meanwhile, the points I earned through reading have once again reached over a hundred, enough to maintain my study mode for more than an hour, and I haven't had any intention or thought of using them yet.

The key point is that in the breathing section, the progress that was originally displayed as 0.1% has now reached 0.2%, which is a significant improvement.

Sigh, I'm still too young, there are many things I can't learn openly and honestly.

For example, when it comes to practicing martial arts to improve one's health, finding a martial arts instructor from the mansion is completely unreliable.

It's not that the martial arts instructors in the manor are just for show; it's just that, as I said before, the second wife will interfere.

There's also the matter of studying medicine. Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have been inseparable. Through breathing exercises, we have already seen initial results.

If Jia Huan wants to take his breathing techniques to the next level, he needs sufficient medical expertise as a foundation; otherwise, blindly figuring things out is ultimately unreliable.

Chapter 47: He Became a Key Player (Please Read On)

"Yun-ge'er is back!"

Jia Yun walked briskly and happily towards home.

With Jia Huan's approval, the family's livelihood was secured.

This made Jia Yun, who was already burdened with considerable life pressure at such a young age, suddenly feel a sense of relief.

After turning through several streets and alleys, we arrived at the back corridor next to the Rong Mansion. This was not only his home, but also the homes of other members of the Jia clan, as well as some people with different surnames who were related to the Jia family.

For example, Ni Er, who always greets people, was the son of a grandfather who was a personal guard of the first Duke of Rongguo, which is why he settled his family in the back street where the Jia clan was densely populated.

"It's Second Brother. May I ask what brings you here?"

Jia Yun turned around and saw it was his neighbor Ni Er. Curious, he asked…

His attitude was rather cold because Ni Er was a street thug who had been fond of fighting and causing trouble since childhood, and his mother, Jia Bu Shi, forbade him to associate with Ni Er.

Ni Er was somewhat displeased, but he didn't show it.

Even if we're not neighbors, people outside the neighborhood know how they perceive us.

He was in his early twenties, a time of youthful vigor and boundless energy, and spoke quite directly: "I wonder if Yun-ge'er is acquainted with Third Master Huan of the Rong family?"

When mentioning "Master Huan the Third", his attitude was very respectful.

We've met a few times, but we're not very familiar with each other!

Jia Yun was somewhat surprised and asked, "Could it be that Second Brother has something to discuss with Third Uncle Huan?"