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Jia Zhen is a bit of a real kid. When she heard Jia Jing's words, she came to Wang Ziteng without saying a word. There were three ringing sounds, and she really didn't mix water at all. She also said in her mouth: "Uncle Wang is very kind, Jia Zhen never forgets!"

The corner of Wang Ziteng's mouth twitched a little as he looked at the relieved Jia Jing and the natural Jia Amnesty, slandering in his heart, these two old foxes, Jia Daishan and Jia Daihua, must have overdrawn the wisdom of the next two generations of the Jia family, right?

Although Jia Yan and Jia Yuan won two duke titles for the Jia family, they relied on bravery, while Jia Yuan was lucky and won the favor of the old Duke's wife, so he guarded the Duke's mansion.

After that, Jia Yan's wife died early, and the old lady took Jia Yan's son Jia Daihua with her and raised her son Jia Daishan together, so they raised two old foxes who dared not offend easily.

It's just, I don't know why, Jia She and Jia Zhen were also raised by the old lady together, but this naive... Maybe the old lady left earlier?

Wang Ziteng bent down to help Jia Zhen up as calmly as possible, and said gently: "We are all one family, you don't need to be like this, child. I know it when I feel it."

Mrs. Wang also echoed: "They are all relatives of our own family, and they will often walk around in the future. Brother Zhuo has to be taken care of by you as uncles and brothers. Why do you say these outlandish words?"

Wang Xifeng also smoothed things over and said: "Don't fix those fancy things, don't talk politely about family members, this is actually good news for our family now, let the whole family get together to celebrate!"

Jia Jing has completely changed his view of this niece and daughter-in-law, who he used to think was too ruthless, strong and lacking in the submissiveness of his daughter. This ability to manage the family made him faintly see the shadow of a two-part uncle and grandmother.

It finally made him understand what my uncle and grandmother said when they saw him studying hard in the mansion: Confucianism is readable, but what needs to be done is to make good use of it after reading it thoroughly, and don't let Confucianism completely influence your own way of doing things.

The things in the book, besides teaching you to understand the truth, are also a handy weapon. Moreover, if you can't master this weapon to hurt people, then don't go into officialdom, otherwise, other people's weapons will hurt you in turn. .

Therefore, if you want to be an official, you need certain tough measures to stand at the top at any time, be a person with a knife instead of a fish on the chopping board, and if you are not determined, just be a peaceful person The rich man who guards the city.

"Compassion does not control soldiers, righteousness does not control wealth, love does not establish affairs, and kindness does not become an official" This is an eternal truth, and your temperament follows your mother, too gentle and submissive, if you don't want to be like your mother If you suffer so much that you die of sorrow, you should read more legalist theories and use Confucianism as a stepping stone for scientific research.

Jia Jing is a man of literati's high-mindedness, he is not pedantic, so he knows what his uncle said is good for him, but he appreciates it but doesn't agree with it, and he doesn't like women who are tough.

Therefore, after his mother passed away, he did not go to live with his uncle and grandmother like an elder brother. Later, it was probably Jia Daihua who saw his problem, but his temperament had already been settled, so he sent Jia Zhen to the old man with forceful means. The wife taught me.

At this time, he regretted his stupidity and self-righteousness very much. He felt that he was a sinner of the Jia family. Self-esteem escapes reality.

Wang Ziteng is a smart person, he guessed Jia Jing's mind in a blink of an eye, thinking about how this person will be the head of the Jia family and help his grandson, Wang Ziteng rolled his eyes and said: "Respect!" Brother An doesn't have to blame himself so much."

Jia Jing smiled wryly and said: "Jing An has lived in a daze all his life. He has not achieved anything and has not taught his descendants well. He is so tired that the ancestors of the Jia family are ashamed. He really has no face to live in the world."

Wang Ziteng disagreed and said: "The sage said that knowing your mistakes can make you better. Although brother Jing'an is not good at career and economics, he is very knowledgeable. Taiwen remembers that brother Jing'an is a serious Jinshi of Yimao. ?”

Jia Jing sighed again with a wry smile: "It is said that you are a scholar who is useless, and I am a hard-educated student. I don't know how to adapt. What's the use of knowledge?"

Wang Ziteng waved his hand and said, "Brother Jing'an's words, Taiwen doesn't quite agree with them. Brother Jing'an's knowledge and previous experience may not be a good way to teach future generations."

"Brother Jing'an, rather than complaining about himself like this, it is better to teach the children of the two prefectures well, so that the children and grandchildren will become talented. Even if they are like me, they are not material for studying, but it is still useful to learn. When they are old, they will be sent to the barracks. Brother Jing An thinks about the opportunity to regain the glory of our ancestors?"

As soon as Jia Zhen heard Wang Ziteng's words, her scalp began to tingle. When he thought of studying and practicing martial arts, his legs trembled, but his father's eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands to thank Wang Ziteng for his guidance. The future is boundless, and I will die!

Compared to Jia Zhen, who wanted to cry without tears but had to force a smile to agree, Jia She, an old dude, was full of surviving life and gloating: "Hehe, fortunately, I don't have to follow suit, otherwise what's the point of living?" Ah~"

It is really the ancestors of Jia's family who blessed him with such a bad mouth, and he was able to live safely to this day. Jia Jing couldn't understand Jia She's arrogant behavior, so he said directly: "Brother She will be with you when the time comes." , know some truths, and stop holding Lian'er and Zhuo'er back in the future."

Jia Amnesty couldn't be happier at once, he opened his mouth, but he didn't have the courage to resist, so he could only nod his head. He doesn't feel so bitter about reading every day.

Wang Ziteng and others didn't have any sympathy for the autistic Jia Amnesty, but turned their attention to Xiao Zhuanfeng together. Although Yu Xuzi said that the matter was resolved, as long as Xiao Zhuanfeng didn't wake up, no one would Can really rest assured.

It's just that after Mr. Zhang had seen it, he signaled everyone to go in. Jia Lian carefully carried the basin containing the evil thing into the house. Except for a few relatives, he couldn't trust anyone now.

Putting the basin down, Jia Lian hurriedly asked, "Master, how is Brother Zhuo, when will you wake up?"

Mr. Zhang saw that there were only a few of their masters here, and then he said: "Don't worry, brother is fine now. I don't know when I will wake up, but my situation is a bit special."

After hearing Mr. Zhang's words, several parents present became nervous. Jia She wanted to speak, but he knew that Mr. Zhang didn't like him very much. A sense of presence, don't block the old man.

Looking at his cowardly father, Jia Lian sighed in his heart, and he was also worried about his son. Seeing his chubby, white and tender eldest son just fall asleep like this, he couldn't bear it: "Old man, brother, what the hell is going on?" What's the matter?"

Mr. Zhang shook his head and said: "I only know the art of Qi and Huang, and I don't know anything about Taoism, but from my brother's pulse, it should be a good thing now."

"I can't tell you the specifics. Before the Daoist practiced, my brother's pulse condition was also increasing, but I could feel his fatigue. I just took my pulse and found that my brother's current pulse condition seems to be that the body is in pain. Absorb nutrients happily, and the level of health is definitely not comparable to that of a child of a few years old."

Everyone was overjoyed at first, and then worried. Mrs. Wang asked: "Grandpa, brother, will you overdraw your health?" There is no such thing as a good thing, to get benefits, you must pay some.

The old man shook his head and said: "This is what I said is special about my brother. I have seen people who use drugs to overdraw their vitality in exchange for a strong body, but this is not the case here."

"Brother's pulse condition seems to be that someone has taken good things like Tiancaidibao and condensed the essence in the body."

After thinking for a while, Wang Ziteng said, "Is it just like the storytellers in the teahouses said that someone accidentally swallowed vermilion fruit, and after absorbing it, he gained a sixty-year-old skill for nothing?"

The old man who couldn't figure it out slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "Yes, that's the situation," and then joked to Wang Ziteng: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang would like to listen to such picture books."

Knowing that Jia Zhuo had benefited from it, and nothing else, everyone was relieved. However, everyone also had time and mood to watch Wang Ziteng's jokes, and the eyes revealed that Mr. Wang, you like these things. And pretending to be serious.

Wang Ziteng couldn't explain it for a while. He went to those places to investigate things. He listened to it by accident. If he said it, these people would definitely ask, how did they know it so clearly after listening to it?

He simply laughed back in anger, and glanced at the people with joking faces, the kind who smiled on the surface, and everyone didn't know that this person was narrow-minded and vengeful, so he immediately suppressed his laughter.

Mrs. Wang, who laughed the most and felt a little pain in her stomach, hurriedly changed the subject in order not to be retaliated against: "Brother Zhuo, this child is a little strange, and such things should not be known to outsiders. "

Sure enough, Brother Zhuo is Wang Ziteng's eyeball. No matter what it is, as long as Brother Zhuo is involved, Wang Ziteng will be diverted immediately.

Wang Ziteng naturally knew that his wife was using Brother Zhuo as a shield, but this matter was indeed important. The most important thing was that he was not angry. For such a small matter, is it really worth his anger and revenge?

However, he still glanced at his wife, frightened her, and said: "Ma'am is very true, my brother's situation is special, although he is a bit precocious, he actually doesn't understand much."

This point, the people present have actually more or less noticed that Xiao Zhuanfeng is not a scheming master, especially since he has been a goblin for so long, except for finding ways to get things and go to the town down the mountain to exchange wine and meat, other times he is Playing around with those little monsters, I really don't understand the world.

Monsters are so simple, they always fight when they disagree, and whoever wins is the boss. Of course, their scheming cannot be compared with humans, let alone people like Wang Ziteng.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhuanfeng really didn't understand anything, so there was nothing to hide, so it was unanimously determined that this kid knew it from birth.

Everyone naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, only Jia Amnesty looked at Mrs. Xing who was stunned aside and said, "Don't say anything after you go out, just leave some things to the master and I will rot in my stomach."

Mrs. Xing is not stupid. How can she not know what Jia Zhuo's status is in this family?Even Baoyu, the old lady's darling, couldn't be compared with her.

Besides, her current good life is all thanks to Brother Zhuo, and it is too late for her to be grateful. How can she think about what is there? Let's see, the master would rather lose his family directly than let others get involved.