Chapter 2835 Rong Mansion Inheritance, Three or Two Months

Jia Chang looked at Xiao Ruyi with amusement. The little girl's mouth was still oozing with a few strands of crystal. It was obvious that she was greedy. He felt that it was worth it for her to love her. She even left him a boiled egg. This was a great torture for a foodie.

"You are so good. Master, I haven't forgotten you! Here, here are the snacks I bought for you!"

Jia Chang took out a bag of food. They were all snacks for children from ordinary families. They were a mixture of oil and sugar. They were not exquisite. They were mainly cost-effective. The price was not expensive.

Xiao Ruyi exclaimed happily, and immediately took it from Jia Chang's hand, opened it, grabbed a sugar triangle and stuffed it into her mouth. It was very sweet. Her big eyes narrowed into a slit of happiness, and she was intoxicated.

Jia Chang looked at the little girl who was in a daze, ignored her, and walked in slowly. Looking at the food on the table that was specially left for him, his heart was slightly warm. It was difficult for this girl. It was still warm. It should have been heated up.

Jia Chang sat at the table, chewing slowly. Little Ruyi came in, holding kraft paper in her arms, with a happy look on her face. She sat next to Jia Chang. She held a honey-cornered candy in her chubby little hands and handed it to Jia Chang's mouth, saying excitedly.

"Fourth Master, try it. It's so sweet and delicious!"

Jia Chang opened his mouth and swallowed it. A stream of sugar water flowed out. It was so sweet. Children like this taste.

Little Ruyi stared at Jia Chang with big eyes, revealing anticipation, waiting for his approval.

"Not bad, it's quite sweet!"

Little Ruyi smiled proudly as if she had received great praise. Her eyes were smiling into crescents, very cute.

"Right, it's sweet!"

Little Ruyi only ate a few pieces and put the rest of the snack away. They didn't live well, so they couldn't be too greedy.

Jia Chang did not say much. The actual situation was that his monthly allowance was only two taels. In addition to the daily expenses, he would need to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstone in the future, which might be a bit tight.

After dinner, Jia Chang moved around in his narrow courtyard to digest the food. It was already late at night. At the time of Xu, which was about eight o'clock in the evening, everyone in Rongguo Mansion began to rest.

There was no talk all night. When he woke up in the morning, Jia Chang repeated what he did yesterday and went to the clan school to study. Although his days were monotonous, he lived a quiet life.

About a month later, Jia Chang's third brother Jia Huan also entered the clan school. Logically, Jia Huan was a few months older than him and should have entered the clan school long ago. However, in order to punish Aunt Zhao, Mrs. Wang dragged it for half a year before allowing Jia Huan to enter the clan school.

Jia Huan was a child who was influenced by the ink. He was taught badly by Aunt Zhao. He had a weird personality and was very naughty. He was also a little dirty. He looked at people with squinting eyes on weekdays, which made people feel disgusted at first sight.

Although Jia Chang and Jia Huan were both illegitimate children of Rongguo Mansion, their relationship was not good. It was even worse than that of Jia Chang and Jia Zhu and Jia Baoyu. Jia Zhu was more or less like a brother, while Jia Baoyu had little contact with Jia Chang. Jia Huan was different. He looked down on Jia Chang, a child without a mother, and was a person who would bully others whenever he could.

Jia Huan was originally a naughty person. After coming to the clan school, he mixed with other children in the clan school and was even more corrupted. He acted recklessly every day, disrupted classes, and fought. Once, he angered Jia Dairu and told Jia Zheng directly. He was severely beaten and became more honest.

Jia Chang was a nobody in Rongguo Mansion. In the clan school, he also restrained his edge and performed mediocrely. His only advantage was that he was honest and obedient.

After hearing this, Jia Zheng no longer had any hope for Jia Chang's studies and threw it out of his mind.

Mrs. Wang naturally heard the comments about Jia Chang. In order to show her generosity as the wife of the house, she also ordered people to send some pens, ink, paper and inkstone. She no longer regarded Jia Chang as a threat and let him fend for himself.

As time passed, Jia Chang also came to the age of seven. He had been in the clan school for two years. His learning progress was neither fast nor slow. Although Jia Zheng was not satisfied, he was not disappointed. He was even a little relieved for Jia Chang's honesty and obedience.

The reason is very simple. There is no harm without comparison. Jia Baoyu, the phoenix egg of Rongguo Mansion, is still unwilling to enter the school. He talks nonsense all day long, saying that the Four Books and Five Classics are extremely vulgar and devalue the great way of saints. If this word spreads, even Jia Zheng will be suppressed by the civil service group.

"Your son said that the writings of saints are vulgar. Did you, Jia Zheng, teach him that? He dared to despise the words of saints like this. It's simply treason!"

If Jia Zheng is not suppressed and excluded, then who should be attacked? Fortunately, Rongguo Mansion has not rotted to the root yet. This is only said in Jia Mu's courtyard and has not been spread outside, otherwise Jia Zheng will inevitably be reported.

As for Jia Huan, there is no need to mention him. He is a devil in the world. He eats, drinks, and has fun. He is proficient in everything. He has no interest in reading. He has a lot of bad habits and has grown up completely crooked, which makes Jia Zheng exhausted.

More importantly, the eldest son Jia Zhu is gone. He didn't escape the disaster after all. He caught a cold while reading at night and died. He left his lonely wife and children and left this world. Jia Zheng was hit hard and aged a little.

The ups and downs outside have little to do with Jia Chang. He is now poor and can only take care of himself. He doesn't need to care about these.

Jia Chang walked into the library in the mansion, stared at the books on the shelves in a daze, carefully blew away the dust on them, and examined them carefully.

"This is a martial art inherited from the family, and it was just put in the library in such a grand way. No one cares about it, and it is all covered with dust!"

Jia Chang couldn't believe it. Although he knew that Rong Ning's second house had fallen, he didn't expect that it had fallen to such an extent. He actually threw the martial arts inheritance of the two houses in the library and let it eat ashes. Absolutely ridiculous.

Immediately, Jia Chang also realized that Jia's mother was a confused person. She only cared about her own enjoyment and had limited knowledge. She believed that the Duke's mansion could always be rich and prosperous and did not care about the so-called family inheritance.

None of the men in Ning Rong and Rong's houses are successful. Jia Zhen and Jia She only care about eating, drinking and having fun. They are playboys, how can they endure the hardships of practicing martial arts. Jia Zheng was a nerd, looked down upon martial artists, and considered himself a member of the elite, so naturally he didn't care about these ancestral martial arts.

As for the younger men, Jia Zhu was physically weak and had been taking the imperial examination since childhood. Jia Rong, Jia Lian, Jia Baoyu and others also grew up in honey pots and could not endure any hardship, so they were not the material for martial arts at all.

It can be said that no one in the Ning and Rong mansions paid much attention to the martial arts inherited from their families, and abandoned it. Only Jia Chang knew how important this book was. Both Ningrong and Rong mansions relied on this book to rise. The Duke is definitely the top martial arts inheritor in the world, and he can't be exchanged for a lot of money.

Seeing this, Jia Chang quickly put it in his arms, walked out of the place, and walked towards Jia Zheng's study.

"Have you ever found a book you liked in the library?"

Naturally, Jia Chang was able to enter the library with Jia Zheng's permission. Otherwise, how could he enter it if he was a little transparent? Even if Rongguo Mansion did not pay attention to the inheritance of martial arts, just anyone would not be able to see it.

"Sir, I found this in there!"

Jia Chang did not hide anything and handed the family martial arts in his arms to Jia Zheng, acting very honest.

Jia Zheng took it and took a quick look. He immediately lost interest and said with some hatred for iron.

"Everything is inferior, but reading is superior!"

"Nowadays, the nobility is declining and the civil servants are noble. You should concentrate on your studies and not be distracted!"

Jia Zheng's face was full of serious expression, but there was a bit of sincerity, showing the responsibility of being a father.

Jia Chang knew that what Jia Zheng said was true, but he didn't dare to completely agree with it. The world was peaceful, and the civil servants were naturally powerful above the court, but this did not mean that military generals were in decline. He still has a respected position, a high position of power, and is deeply valued. Even the chief minister of the dynasty does not dare to offend easily.

Moreover, the Duke of Rongguo has a top-notch noble background. If he takes the imperial examination route, he will inevitably be squeezed out by civil servants and his future will be slim. Just like Jia Zheng, who is nearly forty years old and is still a small fifth-rank official. Wailang.

Jia Chang knew that differences should not work together, so he ignored the good connections in the army of Rongguo Duke and took the imperial examination route. He was really stupid. He took advantage of Wang Ziteng and made him the governor of the Beijing camp.

Jia Chang sighed in his heart. His family was not living up to expectations, and no one was willing to join the army to fight. They only cared about enjoying the glory and wealth, and could not blame others.

"Sir, my qualifications are mediocre and I am not as smart as my second brother Bao. I am afraid it will be difficult for me to get a meritorious title. So I want to practice martial arts so that I can have a future in the military in the future, so that my life will not be difficult after we become adults and separate our families!"

What Jia Chang said was extremely pitiful. As a concubine in the mansion, he had nothing to do with the wealth of the Rongguo mansion. After the family was separated in the future, he would definitely have to go out to make a living. Just like the Jia clan members, if they didn't have any skills, they would have to live alone. Relying on financial aid from the clan, they barely make a living.

Jia Zheng was silent after hearing this. He himself was not the legitimate master of Rongguo Mansion. It was only because Jia Mu was still there and favored this son that he could always live in Rongguo Mansion and even lived in Rongxi Hall. In the future, Jia Mu would If he died, he might have to move out of the Rongguo Palace and return the Rongxi Hall to his eldest brother Jia She.

Jia Chang is his bastard, and he will definitely leave the Rongguo Duke's palace in the future. If he cannot obtain the honors, practicing martial arts is also a way out. In the future, if he enters the army, he has the connections in the palace, and he can also become a military attaché of the general. He is settled and settled.

Jia Zheng sighed, returned the book in his hand to Jia Chang, and said in a deep voice.

"Since you have already thought it through, I won't say anything more, so you can take care of yourself!"

"We are rich and prosperous. Practicing martial arts is not that easy. You have to bear the responsibility for the path you choose. Don't regret it in the future!"

Jia Chang took the book, bowed and said very seriously.

"Thank you, Master!"

At night, in Rongxi Hall, Mrs. Wang and Jia Zheng had dinner. It was extremely sumptuous, exquisite and extravagant. This table of delicacies was enough to cover Jia Chang's monthly salary for a year. It was worth at least dozens of taels of silver, which was enough for a wealthy family. It took two years.

"Master, I heard that Chang'er wants to practice martial arts, but is there such a thing?"

Zhou Rui followed Jia Zheng. Naturally, what Jia Chang did could not be hidden from Mrs. Wang. She looked at her husband with a smile on her face, and there was a hint of probing in her eyes.

"Well, there is such a thing. He is a useless thing. He has no hope of studying. In the future, the branch office also needs to have a future to avoid starving to death outside!"

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she nodded secretly. It was true, but she was making a fuss. He was just a bastard that no one cared about. The wealth in the house had nothing to do with him. However, he was self-aware and knew to worry about his future life.

Mrs. Wang thought about it for a while and felt that Jia Chang's martial arts training would have no impact on her precious jade. To show her generosity, she said.

"Sir, my brother had a very hard time practicing martial arts when he was young. Chang'er's biological mother was also unlucky and left early. Naturally, I, my aunt, have to pay more attention to him, so I'll give him a monthly salary increase and an extra tael of silver!"

When Jia Zheng heard this, he was very pleased, nodded, and said without paying much attention.

"These little things are up to you!"

Seeing that Jia Zheng didn't care about Jia Chang, Mrs. Wang let go of her last thoughts and said with a smile.

"Then it's settled!"

In Jia Chang's courtyard, Zhou Rui walked in and told Jia Chang about the increase in monthly charges. He looked at Jia Chang with an expression of gratitude.

Jia Chang was a little surprised, and thanked him very wisely.

"Butler Zhou, please thank my wife for me!"

Zhou Rui nodded, very satisfied with Jia Chang's attitude. Sure enough, as long as his wife just throws something casually, this boy will be grateful and has no experience of the world at all. What can you do with three taels of silver a month? It’s only more than thirty taels of silver a year, which is not enough for Mr. Bao’s meal.

Jia Chang watched Zhou Rui leave, narrowed his eyes slightly, chuckled, and murmured.

"I didn't expect to get a tael of silver for free. It's so generous!"

Jia Chang flicked his sleeves, entered the room, and said to Xiao Ruyi, who was smiling brightly.

"What are you laughing at? Let's eat!"

Xiao Ruyi's bright smile became even brighter, she let out a cheer, sat down at the table, and started cooking!

The next day, the clan school had a day off. Jia Chang slept until three o'clock in the morning, then got up, had breakfast, took out the book he got yesterday, opened it and started reading.

"Qi and Blood Realm, Earth Evil Realm, Tiangang Realm, and Zhoutian Realm!"

“There’s something interesting about martial arts in this world!”

As the name suggests, the Qi and Blood Realm means strong Qi and blood, tempering the physical body, and training to the peak. The physical body is strong and the divine power is unparalleled. You can defeat one against a hundred and dominate the battlefield. You are already the top military general in the world.

In the Earth Evil Realm, you need to communicate with the ancient stars, use the starlight to condense the acupoints in the body, and light up the star imprints in the body. If the realm is perfect, you can condense the number of seventy-two Earth Evils, but the communication in this realm is only with some unimportant secondary stars.

In the Tiangang realm, one can communicate with the primeval main stars, and the starlight is even more violent, with a total of thirty-six Tiangangs. When the Tiangang is complete, it can be called the small Zhoutian realm.

In the Zhoutian realm, the acupoints in the body are perfectly opened, the three hundred and sixty-five techniques are invincible, the divine power is invincible, and the physical body is sanctified, even in the heavenly realm, it is an invincible existence.

Human generals mostly stay in the Qi and Blood realm, and even those with perfect Qi and Blood are very rare. Even strangers who have practiced magic dare not provoke them, let alone the following realms, which have not appeared in the human world for many years.

"The martial arts inheritance of the Jia family only has the cultivation methods of Qi and Blood Realm and Earth Evil Realm, but it is already the top inheritance in the world. It is no wonder that one can have two masters in one discipline and become the top noble of the Great Qian Dynasty. It is a pity that future generations cannot live up to the expectations. Now, It has declined!”

A bright sun shines in Jia Chang's eyes. This is the condensation of wisdom. Countless shadows emerge in the bright sun, deducing the essence of practicing martial arts in this world. A torrent of information rushes into his mind. After screening and analysis, it is continuously summarized and formed. It is a complete text, the content is all-encompassing, shining with bright golden light, and extremely mysterious.

"It can be regarded as a preliminary deduction of the subsequent cultivation techniques. Just practice step by step and slowly modify and improve it!"

Jia Chang put away the book and walked out of the yard. He spread his feet and got into a horse stance. The muscles of his body were trembling slightly, and he was constantly exercising his energy and blood. Within a quarter of an hour, he was covered in sweat, and the heat was rising from the top of his head, and white air was curling up. .

Jia Chang exhaled slowly. This was turbid air with a bit of black air. This was a sign of the discharge of dirty impurities from the body. In the Qi and Blood realm, it was necessary to cleanse the muscles and cut the marrow, purify the Qi and blood, and finally build a dirt-free body. Complete.

"My body is weak now, and my energy and blood are weak. I can only sustain it for a quarter of an hour at a time. I am afraid that I will turn into a pot-bellied man in the future. I am poor in culture and rich in military. You must not deceive me!"

There was a bit of self-mockery on Jia Chang's face. As a young master of the Duke's mansion, he was not afraid of a large appetite. He could eat as much rice as he wanted, but if he wanted some exquisite food, he would have to spend extra money.

At noon, Jia Chang's appetite increased greatly, and he ate twice as much food as usual. He started practicing again in the afternoon, and the days passed like this.

As Jia Chang began to practice martial arts, his reputation as a loser also spread, and he became a joke in the Rongguo Mansion. Needless to say, it must have been deliberately spread by someone, none other than Mrs. Wang and Aunt Zhao, and Jia Chang didn't bother to pay attention to it. .

As spring passes and autumn comes, the green leaves wither and everything is yellow, there is a chilling atmosphere between the sky and the earth, and the wind is strong. In the past six months, Jia Chang has grown rapidly and is already taller than Jia Baoyu, who is one year older than him. With half a head, he looks more like an older brother.

Jia Chang still hangs out among his family members every day, or practices martial arts, or studies. Although his life is not rich, he is quiet and comfortable, with no one to disturb him.

Jia Chang had just come back from school that day when he met a young girl. He dodged a little, but it was too late, so he could only approach her and salute.

"I've met the third sister!"

I saw this young girl, with slim shoulders and waist, a long figure, an oval face, handsome eyes and trimmed eyebrows, a quick-thinking, literary essence, forgetting the vulgarity when she sees it. She has a heroic spirit and shrewdness that is rare among ladies, and a slightly strong personality.

"Brother Chang, have you finished school?!"

Jia Chang nodded. He had a very weak relationship with his brothers and sisters in the mansion and had little communication. He just remained silent and lowered his head.

Tanchun looked at this brother who was the same age as Jia Huan. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, was calm and composed, had broad shoulders and a tall figure, and gave people a sense of reliability. He was very different from her own brother with slanted eyes and a crooked mouth. It was the first time that she saw Fan Xian, her fourth brother, so outstanding and more elegant than Jia Baoyu, which surprised her.

"Chang'er, why don't you speak?"

Tanchun smiled a little on her pretty face, with a bit of intimacy, which surprised Jia Chang.

Jia Chang looked up at Tanchun and saw that she was slightly angry, and said casually.

"I have a dull personality and don't know what to say. Please forgive me, third sister!"

When Lin Daiyu entered Rongguo Mansion, she should have been 6 years old. For the needs of the plot, she had to postpone it. If she followed the age in the original book, many stories would not be easy to unfold.