The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

These words struck like a thunderbolt, instantly silencing Jin Rong's screams, and he looked at Jia Huan with astonishment.

"What do you mean by that?"

Jia Huan chuckled and said, "Didn't you ask me what right I have to criticize your behavior?"

"I'm telling you now, I'm a member of the Rong family!"

As he spoke, he drew a circle in the air with his finger and said coldly, "And this place is the Jia family academy!"

"So what?"

Jin Rong's tone was noticeably weak, and his face turned pale.

"Our ancestors, Ning and Rong, instructed that the clan school was established for the children of clan members from impoverished families who were unable to attend school!"

Jia Huan sneered and asked Jia Qiang, who had been observing from the sidelines, "Brother Qiang, is that so?"

"Indeed!"

With a serious expression, Jia Qiang hadn't expected that things would involve her, but she couldn't just ignore it.

"Did you hear me?"

Looking at Jin Rong, Jia Huan sneered, "In other words, the clan school is for the clan's children, and has nothing to do with outsiders like you!"

Jin Rong was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

After all, he's just a kid around ten years old; he's never experienced anything like this before.

At this moment, he was intimidated by Jia Huan's arrogant aura, and since this was indeed the Jia family's school, he couldn't think of any reason to refute him.

Not only him, but at least half of the students in the classroom were from other families.

Their complexions were not good at the moment, and they looked at Jia Huan with considerable fear.

"Jin Rong, you know exactly what the conditions are like here at the clan school!"

"As an outsider, you don't receive any public funds, but you get all the other benefits!"

"Every day at noon, meals and pastries are provided free of charge, and there is no charge for writing materials. You can imagine how much money is spent on this!"

"Well, so what?"

Jin Rong's face turned bright red, but she stubbornly insisted, "I got in through my aunt's connections, and I got the approval of Second Madam Lian of the Rong family!"

"Hehe, maybe you don't know!"

Jia Huan kicked Jin Rong to the ground again and said irritably, "The money used to support the clan school all comes from those in the Ning and Rong mansions who hold official titles!"

Pointing at Jin Rong, he coldly said, "What are you that you deserve to be supported by officials of the Ning and Rong families?"

These words immediately stirred a sense of shared indignation among the students from the Jia family clan school present.

Even Jia Qiang, who didn't want to get involved, now had a rather serious expression.

Just kidding, Jia Huan has brought up all the officials and nobles from the Ning and Rong mansions.

If his reaction wasn't obvious enough, and the bigwigs of the Ning and Rong mansions heard about it, he wouldn't have a good time.

At this moment, his gaze toward Jia Huan held a hint of apprehension and displeasure.

This kid is really cunning. He dares to say such things. In the future, how will students from other clans dare to cause trouble at the clan school?

Even as a direct descendant of the Ning family, if he doesn't behave himself at the clan school, he can easily be labeled as disrespectful to the two families' leaders, which would be enough to give him a hard time. He's really insidious.

Jia Huan was still pointing at Jin Rong and cursing: "Don't think I don't know, you not only eat and drink for free at the clan school, but you also dare to secretly take the writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones distributed by the clan school and sell them!"

"Do you even know the nature of this, or the serious consequences if this gets out?"

"You did something wrong, yet you don't know how to restrain yourself and act like a subservient grandson. You still dare to be arrogant and cause trouble in the clan school. Who gave you the courage?"

"If you really can't stand it, then get out. The Jia family academy can't afford to accommodate a disrespectful scoundrel like you!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Jin Rong, who was lying on the ground like a lump of mud, and dragged him toward the entrance of the church building, showing a firm attitude of wanting to drive him away.

"Wow... I won't do it again, I'll never do it again, Huan-ge, please let me off this time!"

The other classmates, seeing this, quickly blocked the doorway and advised, "Brother Huan, Jin Rong already knows he was wrong, please give him another chance!"

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A sudden and intense uproar stunned all the students at the clan school.

Not to mention Jin Rong, who was used as a "scapegoat," even Jia Qiang, who had always been an observer, was full of fear of the young Jia Huan.

Like Jin Rong, the students who were not related by surname suddenly became well-behaved and sat upright behind their desks, no longer whispering among themselves.

Even the sons of the Jia family dared not cause trouble in the face of Jia Huan's imposing manner.

Jia Huan made no attempt to be polite, sitting directly behind the desk where the teacher was sitting, his eyes scanning the unusually quiet classroom with keen interest.

"Xiang Lianyu loves you two, yes, I'm talking to you two, sit separately!"

"What kind of talk is it to be all sticking together and whispering all the time?"

"Jin Rong, you sit in the back row, do you hear me?"

“Brother Rui, you need to take responsibility as the academic supervisor. If anyone has any questions, you should help them answer them clearly. If they still don’t understand, they can go home and ask Uncle Dai Ru!”

"When you're in class, you should act like you're in class. Whether you want to sleep or read other books, don't make any noise and disturb others!"

"Anyone who disagrees is welcome to stand up and discuss this further, or even resort to violence, as long as you can bear the consequences!"

He really didn't hold back at all, treating himself as a teacher.

After calming the somewhat uneasy Cong-ge with his eyes, Jia Huan simply sat down behind the teacher's desk and picked up the "Three Character Classic" to carefully read through it.

Whether they liked it or not, all the students in the classroom behaved obediently and well.

Even if they have other ideas, they don't have the guts to jump out and cause trouble right now.

Jia Huan was truly ruthless; Jin Rong's face was bruised and swollen, and he was almost knocked unconscious.

Furthermore, what he said was what truly alarmed the students!

The deterrent effect is particularly strong for students from other families.

Even the members of the Jia family dared not ignore them.

Previously, I only knew that the clan school was a good place. Not only was the tuition free, but there were also free lunches and pastries to enjoy.

They even provide free writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, making it the perfect place to while away the days.

Of course, apart from the children of the Ning and Rong families, the annual public expenses for the other family members are unknown, but there should be some.

Such benefits can be described as quite generous.

In the past, no one told the students of the clan school that these favorable conditions were provided by officials and nobles from the Ning family's two prefectures who funded their upkeep.

Now I know, and what I used to take for granted has been greatly impacted!

They naturally held Jia Huan, a Rong family member who dared to speak the truth and was known for his physical violence and troublemaking, in higher esteem.

If they make too much of a fuss, they might not have the chance to continue freeloading at the clan school.

Jin Rong secretly took the writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones provided free of charge by the clan school and sold them for money; he wasn't the only one who did this.

Anyway, Uncle Dairu, who was in charge of managing the clan school, didn't really manage things. Whenever the elementary school students were short of copper coins, they would sell the writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones that were given away for free by the school.

Even the Jia family's sons are just as bad!

If this were to be exposed, the consequences could be quite severe.

In any case, the students at the ethnic school don't have the courage to jump around in the short term.

Meanwhile, Jia Huan, sitting behind his teacher's desk, did not focus on the Three Character Classic in his hands, but stared at the golden finger panel in the void.

At this moment, the area representing fortune became slightly whiter than before!

Suddenly, a piece of information came to his mind: the luck his cheat ability currently possessed could satisfy his special state for six days!

Tsk!

The pinch also cost him a lot of energy. He suppressed the bad atmosphere in the clan school in one fell swoop, but all he got was three more days of luck to maintain the special state.

Sure enough, the students in the clan school were all marginal figures in the world of Dream of the Red Chamber.

The positive effects of his and Cong'er's early schooling, which slightly altered their life trajectories, were the same.

Of course, it's good if we can gain something!

Anyway, the butterfly effect exists. As his own fate, that of Cong-ge'er, and the students of the clan school undergo a major shift, the good fortune he can gain will be endless.

In fact, in Jia Huan's view, as long as the students in the clan school don't go astray and completely go astray, their lives after adulthood won't be too bad.

After all, they are literate and educated, so as long as they are willing to humble themselves, it is not difficult for them to get a decent job.

In addition, their personalities make them prone to getting involved in social situations.

In the original story, Jin Rong was adept at reading people's expressions and could earn an extra seventy or eighty taels of silver every year just by flattering Xue the Fool.

Xiang Lian and Yu Ai are special talents. If they are willing to make money, they can easily get hundreds or thousands of taels of silver from Xue Da Shazi.

The other students from the ethnic minority schools were no pushovers either, except for Jialan, who was the only honest kid.

Jia Huan didn't expect that by forcefully reforming the school's atmosphere, the students would actually study diligently and make progress.