Dressing early has the advantage of giving you more choices.
Apart from anything else, if Jia Rong's grandmother had not passed away immediately after giving birth to Xichun, and if she had persisted for a few more years, I am afraid that the Ning Mansion would not have declined so quickly.
With the urinary nature of the head of the family, Jia Zhen, being restrained and being restrained by others are completely two different concepts.
Even if you were to participate in the struggle for imperial power, if you had your biological aunt to help you check things in, or give you guidance on the inside, you wouldn't be so reckless and rough.
Of course, if my grandmother had lived a few more years, it would have been of great help to Jia Rong.
Apart from anything else, even if Jia Zhen is a bastard, she would not dare to make the house a mess.
Jia Rong's life will naturally be much easier, and he will be able to get more resources.
Being able to become the wife of Jia Jing, a cultivator of immortality, her background is quite extraordinary, and she has huge resources at her disposal.
Huh……
Speaking of her mother's family, there is a rather strange phenomenon in Ningrong's second house.
Jia Rong and Jia Lian, who are the legal heirs of the two houses, seem to have no relatives from their natal family, which is very strange.
Jia Lian's mother's family seems to have been affected by the previous deposed crown prince, and there is no possibility of a revival in a short time.
Is it possible that Jia Rong's mother's family also suffered in that setback?
Unfortunately, I don't have any information about this in my memory, so I can only find out slowly in the future.
The original owner's physical condition was indeed not that good.
I just exchanged a few words with my personal maid, Chuntao, and thought about a few things in my mind, then waves of sleepiness came over me.
Jia Rong had no intention of holding on and fell into a deep sleep state.
If it’s not easy to repair the injury on the butt using Qi and Blood Martial Arts, then how about using the most normal sleep mode to restore the assembly?
It was just dawn the next day, and Jia Rong got up early.
As for waking up the personal maid sleeping in the same room, there is no need to mention it.
The distance from the courtyard where he is to the Ning'an Hall in the main courtyard is two miles or more, which shows the huge scale of Ning Mansion.
Without letting the eldest maid Xia He help him, he walked towards the main courtyard with strange steps step by step.
No one noticed that Jia Rong stepped out, took a breath, and then the energy and blood in her body trembled slightly.
The great martial arts master is not joking!
As long as he is willing, every move, every breath, and every breath can temper his body.
This is the case now. After realizing that the original owner was not in good health, he naturally designed an exercise plan.
There is no secret to him about the training methods of Qi and Blood Martial Arts.
As long as he takes in enough energy from the outside, he is sure that his body will undergo radical changes within a year.
If the situation is urgent, the training time and status can be compressed again.
By the time they reached the Ning'an Hall in the main courtyard, it was already bright and Jia Rong was sweating profusely and panting.
"Master, I haven't gotten up yet!"
Seeing Jia Rong in such a "wretched" state, the close servants guarding the main courtyard couldn't bear it. One of them said: "If nothing happens, the young master can go to the family to study first, and I will definitely report to the master!"
"So good!"
Jia Rong is not worried about the consequences of this guy digging a hole and framing the young master in full view of the public. Even a fool knows that it will not be good.
He respectfully rushed to the gate of Ning'an Hall, which had not yet been opened, and after paying homage to the elders, he limped back to his yard.
At this time, the entire Ning Mansion was already very lively.
The servants and servants who got up early, as well as the maids and women, came and went in high spirits.
Seeing the embarrassed Jia Rong, they didn't dare to make any mistakes, and they all moved to both sides of the road to salute and say hello.
It can be seen that the rules of Ning Mansion at this time have not completely collapsed.
Jia Rong just waved her hands without saying a word. After returning to the yard, she changed into fresh clothes and had a hearty breakfast.
It is indeed quite rich, with at least twelve kinds of breakfast, as well as porridge, soy milk and other snacks.
Red Mansion Food is not just limited to the Rongfu family. Among the noble mansions in the entire capital, which one does not have a few top chefs?
Under the incredible gazes of several maids, although Jia Rong chewed her food slowly, she still quickly swept away the breakfast.
Ignoring the surprised looks of the maids, how could they know that Jia Rong was craving for food and energy at this time?
He hadn't tried that feeling of physical weakness for a long time.
Suddenly I realized that my body was too weak, and I felt uneasy and unsafe.
As long as the body reaches a normal level and there are no people with special abilities among the people he comes into contact with on a daily basis, there will be no problem with basic personal safety.
To put it more realistically, if his cheap father Jia Zhen troubles him again, as long as his body is in a healthy state, he won't have to worry about being served with sticks.
After breakfast, Shi Shiran came to the second door. At this time, his personal servant had been waiting for a long time. He hurriedly came over and said with a smile: "Master, where are we going?"
"Of course it's the clan school!"
Waving his hand to signal him not to get on the carriage, he took the lead and walked slowly towards the Clan School, walking with somewhat strange steps.
"Brother Rong, wait for me!"
At this moment, a drake voice in the stage of changing its voice came from behind.
When I turned around, I saw Jia Qiang catching up with me, panting, and smelling of rouge.
Damn it!
Jia Rong's face turned serious, and she had the urge to scold her.
If he hadn't carefully looked at Jia Qiang's figure and walking pace and noticed nothing unusual, he would have immediately had murderous intentions towards his cheap father Jia Zhen.
However, Jia Qiang, who looked at the beautiful faces of both men and women, subconsciously let go of the white and tender hand on his shoulder.
"Brother Rong, why don't you wait for me?"
The drake voice in the voice-changing stage completely destroyed Jia Qiang's "beauty", which was very funny and surprising.
"Didn't you just get beaten yesterday?"
Seeing the same expression on the face of the young man opposite, Jia Rong chuckled and said, "I have to put on a show today, otherwise who knows if the master will have another meal?"
Jia Qiang was speechless. He was actually quite afraid of his moody and bad-tempered uncle Jia Zhen.
But for some reason, his uncle Jia Zhen is more kind to him, his direct descendant, than his biological son Rong Geer?
No matter what, this is definitely a good thing for Jia Qiang, who lives under someone else's roof, but it's just hard to say it in front of Brother Rong.
"How about we go to the tribe to learn some tricks first, and then sneak out to play?"
With a roll of her eyes, Jia Qiang immediately came up with a bad idea: "Tell you, I found out about a good place!"
"What place?"
Jia Rong asked casually while walking forward with weird steps.
"Li Chun Yuan, I heard it is the largest garden in the capital. I heard that many young men like to go there, and there are also a bunch of sour scholars and poor scholars..."