The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

"Huan-ge'er, over here!"

At the side gate, Zhao Guoji, with his honest and simple face, waved and greeted everyone. He was Jia Huan's maternal uncle and also a servant of the Rong family.

Unfortunately, he didn't have Aunt Zhao's brains, nor did he know how to flatter or scheme, so he ended up working as a stable boy in the stable.

Jia Huan didn't feel comfortable calling him "uncle," so he simply called him "Uncle Zhao" before getting into the carriage parked at the door with Cong Ge'er.

There was nothing he could do; his nominal uncle was named Wang Ziteng, but unfortunately, he had never met him, and the man didn't seem to care at all.

The Rong family did a very good job of maintaining appearances, at least to the point that outsiders couldn't find any fault with them.

Regardless of the two brothers' condition at home, at least they can ride in a carriage when they go out, which is already quite good.

Zhao Guoji was a complete taciturn man, and Congge'er's wet nurse was not a talkative person either. The two of them sat on the carriage shaft and quickly started the carriage.

It was Jia Huan's first time riding in a carriage and his first time going out, so he couldn't sit still and hurriedly lifted the curtain to look at the scene outside.

Chapter 5 First Impressions of Clan School (Please continue reading)

The streets are wide, clean, and quite bustling.

The flow of people was not dense, but they were all dressed quite well and had rosy complexions, clearly living a good life.

The vendors were quite well-behaved and dressed very cleanly.

The most eye-catching features are the wide gates of the Ning and Rong mansions, and the courtyard walls that seem to stretch for an unknown length.

I've only heard that Ningrong Street has been completely taken over by the Ningrong Mansion. I don't know if it's true.

Jia Huan didn't feel much, and naturally didn't sense the so-called authority emanating from the Ning and Rong mansions.

Having visited the Forbidden City and various famous film and television cities in my previous life, why would I be moved by the architecture of the Ning and Rong mansions?

I pay more attention to the various trinkets and snacks at roadside stalls.

If it weren't for the fact that it's not the right time, Jia Huan would have liked to get off the bus and give it a try.

On the contrary, Cong-ge'er beside him was full of excitement as if he had just been released from prison. He found everything new and interesting, and his eyes looked around as if he still couldn't get enough of it.

Soon they arrived at the clan school. Jia Huan and Cong Ge'er first visited their teacher, Uncle Dai Ru, and presented him with several strips of meat as tuition.

Although the ethnic minority school does not charge them tuition, the necessary gestures still cannot be omitted.

The manor had prepared all of these things when we arrived.

The stewards in the manor are not incompetent; the key is whether they care or not.

Uncle Dai Ru was very old, probably around seventy years old.

He didn't seem to be in very good spirits.

After accepting the tuition fees from the two boys, he got up and slowly led them to the church.

Even from a distance, you could hear a lot of noise coming from the church building.

Uncle Dai Ru didn't seem to care. It's unclear whether he was hard of hearing and didn't hear it, or if he had simply gotten used to it and didn't take it seriously.

"Cough! Cough!"

Just as I was about to enter, I coughed lightly, and the noisy atmosphere in the classroom instantly vanished, replaced by complete silence.

Jia Huan pulled Cong Ge'er into the classroom, glanced around, and randomly found a seat in the back row.

I was quite surprised!

A quick glance gave me a rough idea of ​​the number of students in the classroom, and including the two brothers, there were only sixteen of them!

Holy crap, is this still the Jia family's academic tradition?

After glancing again at Uncle Dairu, who was slowly and methodically beginning his lecture, he gained a clearer understanding of the Jia family's school of thought.

As expected, the fanfiction about Dream of the Red Chamber I read in my past life is unreliable!

In those fanfictions about Dream of the Red Chamber, everyone was criticizing Uncle Dai Ru, believing that he was occupying a position without doing his job, using the clan school as a tool for making money, and not caring about the lives of the students.

By ostracizing and driving away other teachers, the clan school has no future!

With only a dozen or so students, how could we not manage them all?

Before anyone could see, Uncle Dai Ru calmly inquired about the students' learning progress, clearly pointed out the shortcomings in their studies, and then assigned new learning tasks.

This approach is clearly the legendary elite education with small class sizes!

Even though the students are of different ages and have different academic progress, and there are some interferences when they are mixed together, it is still within an acceptable range.

We can't just put a few students into one class, can we?

As for his grandson Jia Rui, at least when his uncle Dai Ru was still alive, this fellow was quite competent as the academic supervisor of the clan school.

Jia Huan and Cong Ge'er each received a copy of the "Three Character Classic" and read the first few chapters a few times with Uncle Dai Ru, which marked the beginning of their education.

Their studies today consist of memorizing what they have just read and then copying it by hand based on the handwriting in the book.

If you can complete it diligently, by the time you finish learning a copy of the "Three Character Classic", you will have recognized all the characters in it, and you may even be able to write them with some difficulty.

With Jia Huan leading the way, Cong-ge'er probably found it all quite novel, and he became rather serious and meticulous, taking it all very seriously.

Children have amazing memories and can easily memorize the contents of the Three Character Classic they have just learned.

If you keep at it, you can easily complete your studies in the early stages.

Perhaps due to his transmigration and rebirth, Jia Huan possesses an exceptional memory. Coupled with an adult's mindset, he was able to memorize the Three Character Classic after only reading it five or six times.

At the same time, he summoned his cheat code, and a virtual panel appeared before his eyes.

On a whim, a study section for the Three Character Classic appeared beneath the mud.

At this point, the progress in learning the Three Character Classic had reached 15%.

And the points suddenly increased by three hundred!

Jia Huan was speechless, not understanding what the use of the "golden finger" was.

It's called a learning system, but you have to learn everything yourself; there are no shortcuts or easy tips.

Whether you have such a cheat code or not, isn't it all the same?

Suppressing his displeasure, he hid the virtual panel and naturally wouldn't overreact; maintaining the same level as Cong-ge'er was enough.

It is evident that when Uncle Dai Ru was still alive, the learning environment in the clan school was still guaranteed.

Although most students at the ethnic minority school were very perfunctory in their studies and not serious at all, they did not cause any disturbance to others.

Given their attitude towards learning, they can only dream of making any progress in their studies.

Whether it was due to lack of energy or laziness, Uncle Dai Ru did not deliberately require his students to study diligently.

When it was noon, he leisurely announced the end of get out of class, told the students to review their lessons on their own in the afternoon, and then slowly left.

The next moment, the entire church building erupted in noise.

The students, who had been sitting properly, suddenly cheered loudly like wild horses, each one full of energy and joy.

Meanwhile, the cooks from the clan school brought food, making the classroom even more lively.

At this moment, nearby students gathered around Jia Huan and Cong Ge'er, asking curiously, "Are you relatives of the Ning and Rong families, or are you from other families?"

"We're from the Rong family. My name is Jia Huan, and his name is Jia Cong!"

With a slightly bewildered Cong Ge'er by his side, he took the lunchbox from the cook, placed it on the desk, and answered questions while eating.

The student who had inquired looked somewhat stiff and quietly moved away from where the two brothers were.

In no time, the fact that the two brothers were from the Rong family spread among the students, attracting all sorts of meaningful glances.

Especially Jia Rui, the grandson of Uncle Dai Ru, whose eyes darted around and looked at the two boys with a rather eager expression.

"Ignore these guys, let's have lunch and then take a stroll outside the church!"

Seeing that Cong-ge'er was somewhat uneasy, Jia Huan comforted him, "We represent the face of both branches of the Rong family, so don't let these guys look down on us!"

Sure enough, upon hearing Jia Huan's words, Cong-ge'er immediately perked up, his expression becoming quite serious as he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Don't worry, Huan-ge'er, I won't disgrace the Rong family's eldest branch. Just you wait and see!"

Chapter 6 Small Temple, Big Demonic Power (Please Read On)

In the afternoon, although there was a constant buzzing and whispering in the classroom, it wasn't too noisy.

Perhaps it was out of consideration for the two new classmates, Jia Huan and Jia Cong?

We will not act rashly before we have figured out their background and general character.

Jia Huan didn't care. While quietly instructing Cong Ge'er to copy characters, he was also pondering the seemingly useless cheat code.

Soon it was time to leave school. The two brothers left the clan school together and, with the help of Zhao Guoji and Congge's nanny Lin Guang, boarded a carriage and slowly returned to the Rong Mansion.

After parting ways with Cong-ge'er, Jia Huan was stopped by Zhou Rui's wife as he passed by the main courtyard of the second branch of the family.

"Huan-ge'er, come here. Madam wants to ask you some questions!"

Zhou Rui's wife gave a forced smile and waved for Jia Huan to follow.

Jia Huan lowered his head and followed them into the main hall timidly.

After the greetings were exchanged, Madam Wang spoke calmly: "I heard you went to the clan school with Cong-ge'er today. How did it go?"