Honglouchun

Jia Rong had already imagined the terrifying scene of Jia Qiang hitting the wall with her head desperately...

As for breaking pots and not learning?

That just confirmed what Jia Zhen said to Jia Dairu, that Jia Qiang was not easy to learn, and also disobeyed the patriarch and rebelled against the family.

At that point, Jia Qiang's life and death are completely at the discretion of Jia Zhen, and even the old lady of the West Mansion and the two masters are not easy to intervene.

Thinking of this, Jia Rong felt chills all over her body, worrying about Jia Qiang's fate...

Just at this time, he suddenly heard a roar from above: "The damned beast will hit people, hurry up!"

Jia Rong was shocked when she heard the sound, and hurriedly got up and ran outside.

But as soon as he went out, he stopped quickly, looked at the suspicious eyes of the person in front of him, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

I saw a stunning young woman in a satin dress with colorful flowers and flying butterflies was about to enter the door with two maids, and she was also shocked when she saw Jia Rong running out of it.

The young woman is Jia Rong's wife, Qin Shi. She looked a little uncomfortable, but she still looked at Jia Rong with her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "My wife just sent a message that the master wants to use some lotus seed soup with rock sugar, and ordered me to moisten it. Come."

Anger flashed across Jia Rong's face when he heard the words, his cold eyes were full of disgust and suspicion, he wanted to say a few words, but when he heard the approaching footsteps behind him, his face turned pale, and he could only bear the humiliation in his heart, Gouging out his wife's eyes like a knife, he left in a hurry.

Behind her, Qin's eyes were full of resentment and weeping in her faint and beautiful eyes. Hearing the heavy steps approaching behind her, there was a hint of fear in her eyes...

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Backstreet old house.

After spending a day and a half, Jia Qiang finally tidied up the dilapidated house.

The sun was setting to the west, and Jia Qiang was thinking about the way ahead, sitting on the stone bench under the old locust tree in the courtyard, which had been half broken.

How can I obtain the power to protect myself in the shortest possible time...

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PS: Because the epidemic is locked upstairs and cannot leave the unit door, it cannot be picked up for the time being, so it will be updated temporarily, but it will be able to go out immediately. After the lottery is picked up, it will be updated twice a day, and after it is put on the shelf, it will be updated three times a day. There is still a loss of the manuscript. I lost it, so don't worry everyone, the update of this book must be the father of the previous book...

I'm also curious, I purposely sent out the book at two o'clock in the morning, and the review was put into the warehouse after noon, how did you find out that the new book was opened? !Kneel down to the big guys.

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Chapter 3 污名

enter school.

There is no doubt that this is the best way to advance for a person who is white and cannot get the shadow of his family.

It has been nearly a hundred years since the founding of Dayan, and it has been more than 30 years since the imperial court fought the most recent war.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to seek wealth by risking one's life.

It is natural to be rich by doing business, but being rich is not expensive. It can only be a plate of fat on the lips of the rich and powerful. Others can eat it whenever they want.

The only way to change your identity is to study and learn.

If they can form a large network of contacts by virtue of the relationship of the same year, teachers, etc., what is there to be afraid of the Ningguo Mansion that is about to lose?

Of course, Jia Qiang also knows the difficulty of getting into school.

Especially in the imperial city of Shuntian Mansion, the competition is more intense than elsewhere.

But what he is looking for is not the number one scholar, let alone a three-yuan six-scholar, or even a Jinshi.

As long as he has the status of a juren, so that he will not be troubled by the government in a leisurely manner, and it is enough for him to have a starting point of status that can at least be comparable to that of the county magistrate.

With this identity, it is much more convenient to do many things.

But asking him, an engineering student, to study the Four Books and Five Classics, and to write stereotyped essays really made him scratch his head.

Fortunately, he has the memory of his predecessor. Although his predecessor may not be able to memorize the "Four Books", but now he can basically recite the memory of his predecessor through browsing. I don't know if this is a golden finger...

After all, the Four Books add up to no more than 5 words.

However, what is read through the Four Books is not the Four Books themselves, but the Annotations of Chapters and Sentences of the Four Books annotated by Zhu Zi, which is the masterpiece of Confucian classics for thousands of years.

Coupled with the annotations of the great Confucians of the past dynasties, how many old children have read the poor scriptures, and they have never read them thoroughly in a hundred years.

However, Jia Qiang looked at the clear memory left by the original body in his mind, and he felt that as long as he didn't pursue Sandingjia, it shouldn't be too difficult to just seek the status of a student and an examiner.

The number one scholar sounds like an infinite beauty, but Jia Qiang remembers that since the establishment of the imperial examination system in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, among the nearly 40 number one scholars born so far, there are only more than [-] people, not even one of them.

Let Jia Qiang bury her head for ten or twenty years to win the title of champion, let alone whether she can get it, even if she wins it, she is only a sixth-rank official who enters the Imperial Academy to watch politics, but does not know how to return it. How many years will it take to rise to the top? By that time, he will have passed the year of knowing his destiny.

The price/performance ratio is too low.

Traveling through a world, but reading stereotyped essays for a lifetime, why bother...

Therefore, the pressure to enter school does not need to be too great, first get a scholarly title, and then try to get a Juren's title, as long as it is enough.

But these are all within a few years, the plan is such a plan, whether it can be fulfilled or not, we must work hard first.

Success is of course good, but it is really impossible to find another way, but it will be much more difficult.

But he can revive the Second World, what could be more difficult?

The most important thing right now is to live a clean life.

Also, after escaping from the Ning Mansion, he doesn't have much money with him...

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The next morning.

Even though it is already the fourth day in this world, Jia Qiang still enjoys savoring every scene and person on the road carefully.

The ancient splendor seen in the movies and TV shows in the previous life seems so insignificant at this moment.

Too many colors are missing, and too much real life is missing.

The West City is already the most expensive part of the entire Shenjing City except the Central Imperial City. However, except for a few avenues, the streets and alleys are actually mostly paved with sand.

Domestic garbage and even feces can be seen everywhere on the roadside, from cows, horses, mules, and people...

Moreover, not all women are observing the stereotypes of not showing their faces, and these rules seem to be the case only for scholars and wealthy families.

For ordinary people, survival is the first element of life.

So along the way, Jia Qiang saw many women and girls wearing headscarves and carrying baskets, coming and going in a hurry.