The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

"It's not very good!"

"How to say?"

"It was alright when Uncle Dairu was around, but after he left, the classroom became noisy and unruly!"

"Is that so? You should go back now and study hard from now on!"

Jia Huan was inexplicably summoned to the main hall and then inexplicably driven away, but he didn't have any particular complaints, as long as Lady Wang didn't deliberately target him.

In the backyard of the Rong Mansion, he and his mother, Aunt Zhao, could not withstand the torment from Madam Wang.

Little did Jia Huan know that news of his and Cong'er's trip to the clan school had reached Lady Wang's ears, stirring up her sensitive nerves.

If Jia Huan ever stands out even slightly, he'll be met with a barrage of open and covert attacks—it's that extreme.

Jia Huan had only recently transmigrated to this world, and he was not very familiar with the customs and traditions of the Dream of the Red Chamber world, as well as the various rules, whether explicit or implicit.

Even the ways of survival within the Rong family were something they were completely clueless about.

He was still in the initial stage of adapting to the strict etiquette and rules such as Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher.

Fortunately, he acted cautiously and did not reveal any unusual signs; otherwise, he would not have had a good outcome.

The next few days passed peacefully, without any dramatic incidents.

In the backyard of the Rong Mansion, the matter of Jia Huan and Cong Ge'er going to study at the clan school did not cause the slightest ripple, as if it had never happened at all.

As for the clan school, the two brothers are still getting to know each other. They've been very well-behaved these past few days and haven't caused any trouble.

However, once Jia Huan became familiar with the situation at the clan school, he became restless.

There were only sixteen students in the Jia family academy. In just a few days, they learned their names and the corresponding students, if not become familiar with them.

He had no intention of changing the clan school, and given Jia Huan's status, it was unrealistic.

However, he was still willing to give it a try if he could slightly improve the environment and atmosphere of the clan school and thus have a small impact on the students' future.

I'm just not sure if it's possible to obtain luck.

That morning, Jia Huan and Cong Ge'er took a carriage to the clan school.

The classroom was noisy and chaotic, especially the boys Jin Rong, Xiang Lian, and Yu Ai who were attending the school.

The group exchanged flirtatious glances, their ambiguous relationship palpable, while the surrounding students chuckled knowingly, displaying a sleazy air that was truly unbearable to watch.

Damn it, Xue the Fool hasn't even arrived yet, and this mess has already happened at the school. Jia Huan was speechless.

The situation in the morning was relatively good. After all, although Uncle Dai Ru was old, his presence in the school still carried considerable weight.

In this environment that values ​​teachers and education, no one dares to disrespect him.

But in the afternoon, once Uncle Dai Ru left, the students went completely wild.

Instead of suppressing the academic issues, Jia Rui, who was supposed to be the academic supervisor, joined in with a laugh and engaged in despicable behavior.

It's unclear how Uncle Dai Ru managed to control his own grandson, who acted as if he'd never seen money before, and even extorted money from the students at the clan school to treat him to a meal outside.

If they could receive a few copper coins as a gift, they would immediately beam with joy, displaying the smugness of a petty person who had achieved their goal.

If any student doesn't give him face, he will tamper with their studies, causing the targeted student to suffer greatly.

Given the students' attitude towards learning, even a slight increase in their daily workload feels like a death sentence to them—typical behavior of academic underachievers.

Jia Huan saw all of this, and some classmates who wanted to befriend him also let him know.

Cong-ge'er was so frightened that his face turned pale. He had no money to offer Jia Rui as a tribute, let alone to take this fellow out to eat.

"Don't worry, we are, after all, members of the Rong family. He wouldn't dare to do anything reckless!"

Jia Huan sneered. It was far too easy to scare and teach a lesson to someone like Jia Rui.

He wasn't trying to fool Cong-ge'er; the title of a member of the Rong family was still quite useful in the clan school.

Those students who took the initiative to befriend the two brothers, weren't they just after their status as members of the Rong family?

Isn't it the same reason why Jia Rui hasn't caused trouble for the two brothers yet?

As for Jin Rong, who was quite arrogant in the school, he never seemed to provoke the two boys!

Unfortunately, they didn't provoke them, but Jia Huan was determined to teach them a lesson.

The school environment is showing signs of attracting Cong-ge'er, which is not a good thing.

Even if we don't necessarily help Congge achieve success in the imperial examinations, at least we can't let him go astray in the clan school, right?

The classroom was noisy. Jia Huan told Cong-ge'er to stay put. Even if he didn't want to study, he couldn't hang out with Jin Rong and the others.

He slowly approached Jia Qiang and said directly, "Brother Qiang, aren't you going to step in and do something about it?"

Jia Qiang was somewhat surprised that little Jia Huan had taken the initiative to come closer.

Upon hearing Jia Huan's question, a face more handsome than any ordinary beauty revealed undisguised mockery and ridicule: "Mind? Why should I mind?"

"The clan school is overseen by my great-uncle Dairu; how could a junior like me possibly get involved?"

That's incredibly irresponsible of you to say!

In the clan school, this guy is the oldest and has the most special status.

At the age of fifteen, in an ordinary family, he is already old enough to be the head of the household, and even in a wealthy family, he can participate in some family affairs.

Jia Huan ignored the fellow's excuses and glared at him, saying irritably, "Brother Qiang, you are a direct descendant of the Ning family. You represent the face and authority of the Ning family in the clan school. If you don't stand up to maintain the discipline of the clan school, is that acceptable?"

At that moment, Jia Qiang opened her mouth wide in disbelief, looking at the little Jia Huan, her mind completely blank.

Damn, Jia Huan really knows how to label people. He's making her—that her inaction is like a sinner of the Ning Mansion…

Chapter 7 This is the Jia family school; if you can't stand it, get out! (Please continue reading)

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"If you want to manage it, manage it yourself, don't drag me into it!"

"I only went to school to make up the numbers; I didn't really expect to make a name for myself through the imperial examinations, so I couldn't be bothered with the trivial matters in the clan school!"

"Get out of my way!"

Jia Qiang looked at Jia Huan with disdain, but her gaze also held a hint of inquiry.

Little brat, trying to use words as a raft!

So what if he doesn't show up, even if he's a direct descendant of the Ning family?

boom!

Without saying a word, Jia Huan went to the teacher's desk, picked up the ruler and slammed it down, making a crisp sound.

The previously noisy classroom fell silent instantly.

"This is a place for studying, not a noisy teahouse. How can we study quietly like this?"

"And Jin Rong, you better shut up, you're the loudest person in the classroom!"

"Xiang Lianyu, what are you two doing? Move aside!"

"Everyone else, please be mindful of your noise levels and don't disturb others!"

Jia Huan didn't hold back at all, and launched into a tirade against the unruly students in the clan school.

Suddenly, the students were intimidated by his imposing presence, and for a moment none of them dared to speak.

Wow!

The next moment, as if greatly provoked, Jin Rong angrily threw the books in front of him to the ground.

He suddenly jumped onto the desk, pointed at Jia Huan, and shouted angrily, "Kid, what right do you have to lecture me?"

"I can do whatever I want, who are you to tell me what to do?"

As he spoke, he deliberately stomped on the desk, his face full of smugness and arrogance.

"Go to hell, you still dare to be arrogant!"

With a few quick steps, Jia Huan darted down and, amidst the gasps of his classmates, pulled Jin Rong off the desk and overturned him to the ground.

"What are you doing, Huan-ge'er? What are you doing?"

Seeing Jia Huan start a fight, Jia Rui, the academic supervisor who had been hiding in the corner like an invisible person, couldn't sit still any longer and hurriedly reminded him, "This is the clan school, don't fight!"

"You know this is a clan school?"

Jia Huan glared at the man and said irritably, "What did Uncle Dai Ru tell you? He told you to supervise the students' review of their lessons. Is this how you supervise them?"

These words left Jia Rui speechless, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

Just then, Cong-ge'er suddenly cried out in alarm, "Huan-ge'er, be careful!"

While Jia Huan was arguing with Jia Rui, Jin Rong suddenly got up from the ground and swung his fist at the back of Jia Huan's head.

"You are looking for death!"

Jia Huan stepped aside, then kicked and pushed Jin Rong, knocking him to the ground.

This time, Jin Rong knocked over two desks, and screamed in pain, sweating profusely, which startled the students watching.

Jia Huan sneered, standing directly in front of this fellow, looking down at him and saying coldly, "I see you're still not convinced. It seems the Jia family's school is too small to accommodate someone like you!"