Jia She glanced at Jia Huan, a naughty boy with red circles in his eyes, with some suspicion, and immediately said displeased: "Those gang members are so outrageous!"
Having said this, he paused and asked Jia Cong: "You little beast, haven't you ever gone to clan school?"
Rolling his eyes secretly, Jia Cong shook his head honestly and said: "Not yet!"
"Then start tomorrow and go to the Clan Academy. Don't be an eyesore here!"
Jia She snorted coldly, turned around and left, too lazy to pay attention to the two children.
Jia Cong was a little surprised and a little happy. He didn't expect that bringing the naughty boy Jia Huan over to show his face would be such a good thing.
No matter what he wanted to do in the future, he couldn't continue to stay in the back house of the first-class general's mansion at the moment. Only the senior clan scholar could go out normally. He had already planned it, but he didn't expect it to happen before he used it.
He was in a good mood and took Jia Huan, who was still a little confused, to greet Mrs. Xing. By the way, he also mentioned the things that the master asked him to learn from his clan.
Apparently Mrs. Xing was in a good mood recently, and she didn't bother with Jia Cong's family studies, and she even warmly entertained Jia Huan, the concubine in this room.
Although Jia Huan is young, he has nothing to say in terms of etiquette. The Rongguo Mansion's education in this area is quite strict.
During meal time, Mrs. Xing had to go to Rongqing Hall to wait on her, so leaving two bastards alone had no constraints.
Needless to say, the naughty boy Jia Huan was overwhelmed by the appetite of his new boss, and he also ate too much. When he returned to the second room, Aunt Zhao, he was given a good talk.
Jia Cong took in a younger brother conveniently, but Jia Cong didn't take it too seriously.
It would be best if Jia Huan can be used, but even if he can't be used, it doesn't matter. He is just an extra playmate for the Clan Academy.
When I returned to my residence, I asked my nanny, Ma Li, to help me pack my belongings for Shang Clan School, and then I walked around in the small yard to exercise, ignoring Ma Li's happiness.
"Third Master, you have to study hard when you go to clan school, and try to become a Jinshi, so that you can show your face in front of my wife!"
There is no paper, ink, pen or inkstone, and all I can pack are clothes for traveling.
In other words, the enlightenment education in Rongguo Mansion was extremely unreliable. Phoenix Egg Jia Baoyu was taught by her eldest sister Yuanchun who had already entered the palace. At this young age, she recognized many words and memorized enlightenment books such as the Three-Character Classic. It was rumored for a while that
Make nice talk.
Although Jia Cong and Jia Huan both have older sisters, they do not have the good fortune of the Phoenix Egg.
In other words, Jia Cong is an out-and-out illiterate. Fortunately, there are no books in the small courtyard where he lives. Otherwise, it would be really difficult for him to pretend to be illiterate.
"Come on, I heard from Huan Laosan that the clan school is a mess and it's not a good place to study at all!"
Jia Cong didn't care about the nanny's fantasy and sneered: "Besides, if I really want to show that I have a high talent for reading, I'm afraid some people will be unable to sit still and even be cruel!"
Mrs. Li reacted suddenly and her face changed. She wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.
She knows the situation in Rongguo Mansion better than Jia Cong.
To be chosen as the wet nurse for the concubine of the eldest son, at least among the servants of the Rongguo Mansion, is definitely not an easy task.
All the resources in the house were tilted towards Second Master Bao. Before the Phoenix Egg, the direct descendant, came forward, the old lady and the second wife above would not allow the bastard below to come forward. It was as simple as that.
The so-called wives of the back house, after all, think more about the affairs of the back house. As for whether the power inheritance of the Rongguo Mansion will be discontinued, for the time being, they are not concerned about it.
Little did she know that what Jia Cong was most worried about was not Jia Baoyu, the phoenix egg, but the second son Jia Lianlian, the eldest son.
Wang Xifeng is an out-and-out tigress and will never allow the concubine of the eldest son to come forward and threaten Erye Lian's status.
Of course, there is no need to say these thoughts out loud, lest they be too shocking and frighten the nanny Li.
Early the next morning, Jia Cong got up early, had a generous breakfast, and even walked around the yard to eat. When the time came, he went to the corner gate to meet.
Unexpectedly, at the corner gate, there was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old waiting for a long time. According to him, it was arranged by Jia She, the third master Cong, as his personal bodyguard and errand boy.
Tsk tsk...
Jia Cong couldn't help but sigh softly, even though he was scolded as a 'little beast' when he met me, he still had some concerns in his heart, and he was not really worthless.
"From now on you will be called Wangcai!"
I didn't bother to ask about the boy's previous name. Anyway, their names are not fixed. Jia Cong, the "third master", still has the right to name him.
“I’ve met ‘Master Cong’, young Zhao Guoji!”
The younger brother Jia Huan was accompanied by a dull young man in his twenties. When he saw Jia Cong, he hurriedly greeted him. It was Jia Huan's biological uncle and servant Zhao Guoji.
"Stop talking nonsense, boss, let's go to the clan school now!"
Jia Huan looked impatient and smiled happily at Jia Cong: "When it comes to clan studies, the boss will stand up for me!"
Yes, this kid hasn't forgotten his revenge yet.
"Don't worry, if anyone dares to provoke me, boss, I will beat them until they run around and scream!"
Jia Cong waved his hand, followed the excited Jia Huan into the carriage, and headed straight for the clan school under Zhao Guoji's steady control.
By the way, the treatment of my younger brother Jia Huan is really not that good.
At least, Jia Cong didn't expect to have a means of transportation, but this guy had a carriage to ride in. Not to mention how favored he was, at least he was quite valued.
The Jia Clan Academy is located on Ningrong Street, only about a mile away from the intersection of Jiaomen, and it can be reached quickly by horse-drawn carriage.
This is a separate courtyard with a quiet environment. At least from the outside, it looks like it is a place for studying and learning.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I was greeted by a wave of noise. There was no such thing as morning reading. A bunch of boys from the clan school were chatting away.
Tsk tsk...
Although I had known that Jia Clanology was in chaos, I didn't expect it to be so chaotic, with no one even stepping forward to maintain order.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Huan San? Didn't he run away crying yesterday?"
When a boy in his teens saw Jia Huan, his eyes lit up and he burst out laughing, causing a burst of laughter.
Jia Huan's little face suddenly wrinkled into a ball, but he was so angry that he didn't dare to break out.
Damn you, you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, and you dare to bully your new little brother!
Jia Cong's face turned cold and he said angrily: "Why, the Jia clan has become a den for gangsters on the street. This is a place to study!"
"Who you are is none of your business!"
The boy who was about ten years old was not polite at all and just opened his mouth.
"My name is Cong San from the first floor of Rongguo Mansion, have you remembered?"
Without saying a word, Jia Cong suddenly rushed forward with a kick, knocking the arrogant boy to the ground, and immediately calmed the whole audience...