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Chapter 2 Survival in the Cracks

Being mediocre and non-talented is the best protection for yourself!

Ever since Chen Ying was reborn through time travel and witnessed the bloody battles in the palace when she was a baby, she decided on this self-protection strategy.

Even though there were a lot of children in the palace, there were two sons, two concubines, four boys, and two concubines, which seemed like a lot. When he was reborn, he still had two brothers who were concubines.

As a result, before he was two years old, his two concubine brothers passed away for some reason, and his mother also left soon after. The bloody cruelty really chilled him.

I had nothing to do but carefully thought about it, and combined with some vague rumors, I can basically confirm that it was the work of my legitimate mother.

The two concubine brothers were too close in age to their legitimate son, and their biological mother was quite favored, so they were treated as a threat and dealt with by the legitimate mother. It was as simple as that.

Afterwards, everything in the palace was calm and peaceful...

Chen Ying would not be in such danger. She was older than her direct brother, and she did not have her biological mother behind her. She would not be valued at all by the Duke's biological father.

Under such circumstances, no one would think that he was a threat to his two direct brothers.

It’s impossible to say that he didn’t have the ambition to do something big when he just traveled through time and was reborn. It was just the layout of the palace’s back house, and the cold eyes from the Duke’s own father occasionally, so how could he dare to have any small thoughts?

The more you read and the more you understand, the more you will naturally understand your own way of survival. Spending your childhood and adolescence in the palace in an ordinary way is the best choice.

Of course, I don’t know if it’s because of time travel or because of the golden finger. Photographic memory and ear memory are both basic skills, and being ordinary is just an appearance.

As long as the powerful people in the palace are not threatened, life will be pretty good.

After all, he is also the concubine of a duke. The Zhenbei Palace's vast ordinary resources are completely open to him, allowing him to slowly learn a vast amount of knowledge and various skills in an ordinary life.

The one-and-a-half-hour class passed quickly. Chen Xiong, the little fat guy, ran away happily. Chen Ying said farewell to his teacher in a dull manner. After the teacher left, who shook his head repeatedly, he slowly walked towards his small courtyard.

After eating a generous but not exquisite lunch, and walking leisurely in the courtyard to eat, the little maid Hua Hong stood under the eaves and read aloud with a volume of miscellaneous books in her hands. Her voice was clear and sweet.

Chen Ying looked careless, but in fact, Hua Hong had memorized all the contents of the miscellaneous books he read.

He can't express himself too much, he can only absorb knowledge in this way.

Others thought this was a joke, and it was a miscellaneous book that was not acceptable to the public, so they dismissed it as a joke. Even the nanny Li Ma and the two little maids did the same. It was really a beautiful misunderstanding.

No one knew that Chen Ying had already memorized almost one-tenth of the books in the Zhenbeigong Mansion, which he had deliberately done since he was enlightened at the age of three to form this habit of not doing his job properly.

Among them, orthodox Confucian classics account for only a small part, and the rest are miscellaneous books on medicine, agriculture, divination, astronomy and geography, myths and legends, travel notes, basic martial arts and military strategies.

Because paper and printing appeared very early, the inheritance system from ancient times to the present has never been interrupted or discontinued. You can imagine how rich and complex the retained knowledge is.

The library of Zhenbei Gongfu is very vast, with hundreds of thousands of books. Chen Ying can access tons of ordinary books. If he had not intentionally put aside those esoteric books temporarily, he would have written down tens of thousands of books.

Miscellaneous book content is never easy.

Fortunately, he did not read it himself, but read it aloud through the maid beside him. Others thought he was just listening to the story, and even regarded the maid's reading as a lullaby and dismissed it as a joke.

Otherwise, if he reads several or even a dozen books a day, he will have to achieve something big, and he will not live to his current age.

The maids around me also broadened their horizons by reading a lot of books aloud, and basically didn't have any problems.

Through this, Chen Ying not only absorbed a lot of knowledge, but also gained a general understanding of the outside world.

After Huahong finished reading a miscellaneous book, he went back to his room to take a half-hour lunch break.

"Third Young Master, it's time to go to the martial arts training ground!"

When the time came, the little maid Liu Lu woke him up, freshened up and rushed to the small martial arts training ground not far from the second gate.

Under the blazing sunshine, a tall man in nursing home uniform was already waiting.

"Hong Huyuan, let's get started!"

Chen Ying chuckled, nodded, and said to the Biao Xing Protectorate.

At this time, he was in high spirits, without any of the sluggishness he felt when greeting him in the morning or when he was studying in the morning.

Such behavior is naturally a means of self-protection. However, he is indeed very interested in practicing martial arts.

"Third Young Master, it's still the same old rule, first do some punching to warm up your muscles and bones!"

The sturdy Hong Huyuan had a serious face, nodded and said directly.

Chen Ying stopped talking nonsense and moved his muscles a little. His body sank and his fists and feet flew, and he completed a set of Tiger Fist that he was familiar with in one go.

The standard of the moves is flawless, the breathing rhythm is rhythmic, the ups and downs are like a little tiger roaring in the forest, and the sound of shouts and shouts echoes back and forth in the small training ground.

By the time he finished the set of tiger punches, he was already hot and sweating profusely.

"The third young master is already quite proficient in the basic Tiger Fist. Next, let's stand and squat on horseback!"

The sturdy Hong Huyuan nodded slightly, his expression still unchanged. He walked over and instructed Chen Ying to squat on horseback and stand in a stance, his attitude was cold and routine.

It is indeed just a routine matter...

Ever since Chen Ying started talking about practicing martial arts at the age of five, Hong Huyuan was his third martial arts instructor, and he still taught basic body-building boxing techniques such as Tiger Fist.

That's right, it has been five years since he started practicing martial arts at the age of five. He is still practicing a set of the most basic body-building boxing techniques of the government, the kind specially used for training in the nursing home.

Chen Ying has a clear conscience, and this is another method used by her legitimate mother.

Although the Da Qi Empire was already at its peak of literary and cultural development, Zhenbeigong, as the most powerful military figure in the North, valued the martial arts skills of his family's children.

The second brother, who is about to reach adulthood, has shown extremely outstanding talent in martial arts since he was a child, and is naturally the successor to Zhenbei Gongfu in the army.

It is not clear what the Duke's biological father thinks, but Chen Ying understands very well that in the eyes of her legitimate mother, her second legitimate brother is the perfect candidate to inherit the power in the Duke's army.

Together with his eldest brother, Wen and Wu, he firmly controlled most of the government's resources in this generation.

Under such circumstances, how much chance does Chen Ying have to come forward?

His aunt did not stop his martial arts training, and arranged for a nursing school to teach him basic body-building boxing techniques, which was very generous. Although there were three tutors in the nursing school in five years, each with a lower level than the other, the current Honghuyuan is just

A newbie in the nursing home, a rookie among rookies...


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