[Red Chamber] Jia Huan's Army

The time in the school grounds passed quickly, and when Jia Huan remembered to go home, it was already dark.Even if Feng Ziying sent someone first, they would inevitably be reprimanded after arriving home.Especially when Jia Zheng was advising him, he was bumped into by Mrs. Wang. As the aunt, that woman appeared to be kind and soft-hearted and kept persuading him, but in fact she gave Jia Huan extra pain by giving him eye drops.Hmph, only Jia Zheng, that rigid and dogmatic old man, can't tell!Jia Huan murmured in his heart, but he didn't dare to show disobedience.

For the next few days, Jia Huan didn't dare to slack off, for fear of being caught by Mrs. Wang, and it would be a small thing to give a good training, but if she got involved with her own mother, who was already disliked by Mrs. Wang, then she would be in big trouble. up.

Naturally, this cautious state cannot be concealed from Feng Ting, the martial arts master who lives and eats with Jia Huan.Needless to say, in addition to being ridiculed by Hao Yitong, he was also disgusted.In Feng Ting's original words, "Look at you, don't say you are my apprentice when you go out. Could it be that I can't cover you? What are you afraid of that ignorant woman?"

Jia Huan was grateful for the protection hidden in the master's dislike, and said with a smile: "Isn't that my apprentice doesn't want to cause you trouble for nothing!"

Feng Ting looked at the grinning Jia Huan, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think he was a man.But it's also true.Jia Huan inherited Aunt Zhao's looks, with a handsome oval face and pouty eyes. Because of martial arts, she has a rosy complexion, especially her thin lips, which are red and indescribably attractive.Because of this ugly appearance, Feng Ting sometimes wants to scratch his face.But this kid is not ashamed but proud, he really cares about this ladylike face, although it is not up to the point of putting on makeup, but it is enough to make people irritated.

Feng Ting slapped his apprentice on the forehead unceremoniously, and said with feigned anger: "When I see you, you little bastard, I will get angry, get out, and go and show me the marksmanship I taught yesterday. If I see you I didn't practice well, hum..." The threat was self-evident.

Jia Huan liked to see his master duplicity, so he was not annoyed at the moment, he pursed his lips and agreed with a smirk.However, I dare not be negligent in this form of spot check. Thinking of the tragic experience of being negligent at the beginning and being trained to death, I really have a sense of vicissitudes of life that I can't bear to look back on.

When Jia Huan finished practicing marksmanship, it was almost time for lunch.In Jia's mansion, usually lunch is served separately, and they will eat in the main room in the evening, but only the grandchildren who are favored by Jia's mother can serve the table, and the unflattering like Jia Huan is always reluctant to go to the table. Yes, to both myself and others.

As usual, lunch is eaten by the master and apprentice together.Every meal was too small for Jia Huan's arms and legs, so they fought. Often, the master and apprentice fought so hard for the last piece of chicken that they almost went out to decide who would eat it after the competition.If Jia Zheng was lucky enough to know that his youngest son and his master were so indifferent, he would probably be so angry that his beard would stand up.Of course, the face-saving Feng Ting would never allow anyone to see such an imageless moment of him.

After grabbing the last rib, Jia Huan slumped down on the seat contentedly, rubbing her protruding stomach. She had no choice but to eat too much every time she ate with the master because of her inexplicable compulsion.Then he was hated by the master for his lack of steel, and the general idea was "guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and don't be hit by the enemy at once."

However, Jia Huan, who has more memories for a lifetime, said that only in this way can he be considered a child, otherwise it would be meaningless.Besides, Jia Huan never thought he couldn't bear it, otherwise he wouldn't have remained silent after seeing Mrs. Wang's true face clearly.Jia Huan never admits that it is because he is too weak.

Just after lunch, I heard a message from the servant, saying that Mr. Zheng sent the young masters to the study.

Jia Huan was not surprised. Counting the days, Jia Zheng should have been asked about Xue Dafool's beating to death. The third generation of Jalan did not let go.It's just that Jia Huan was young at that time, and he was still complacent about the Jia family's false name, thinking that since the matter can be resolved this time, it is not a big deal, because Jia Zheng made a fuss too much.As everyone knows, the so-called Hou's family is all in the emperor's mind, and life and death are not in the hands of others.

When Jia Huan arrived at the study, he realized that Jia Zhengyao had arrived early, obviously he still had something to say alone.This made Jia Huan very curious. Jia Zheng never thought of spending time alone with this bastard before.

Jia Zheng did not call Jia Huan here for any other reason, but suddenly thought that his son had been learning martial arts for more than two years now, and thought that he should find something to do for him.Speaking of this, it's not that Jia Zheng hasn't mentioned it to Feng Ting, but the other party is an outsider, and no matter how thick-skinned Jia Zheng is, he's too embarrassed to speak out about such obvious intentions of prostitution, not to mention that Jia Zheng has always The most face-saving...

If Jia Huan or even Jia Amnesty knew about Jia Zheng's idea, he would have to laugh.They all regarded everyone as fools. At the beginning, Nan'an Palace did not hide it. It can be said that the palace was open and upright, without any thoughts, but immediately sent its own son to learn martial arts. It can be said that Jia's thoughts are well known. Huizi knows how to cover up, and he is not afraid of others laughing his teeth out. He is really a bitch and wants to set up a memorial archway.

Jia Huan entered the study anxiously, and sure enough, he saw that Jia Zheng was reading, and then looked at the cover carefully. Is it the great scholar Li?essays.Jia Huan couldn't help slandering him, his father was really not good at writing, and he had a lot of arty skills.Thinking about it this way, Jia Huan wasn't nervous anymore.Even Jia Zheng's deliberate airing of him had no effect, and he became more and more leisurely.

Jia Zheng couldn't help coughing, and said: "You have also been learning martial arts for two years this year, do you know if you have made any progress?"

"My son is stupid, I just try my best." Jia Huan was extremely vigilant about this kind of problem.Although it's ugly to say it, Jia Huan really doesn't trust this father.Compared with Jia Zheng, who has always loved him the most, Jia Huan still trusts his master who seems to be reckless and unruly, but is actually careful and protective.

Sure enough, when Jia Zheng heard this, the disappointment and anger on his face could not be concealed at all, and he scolded: "Niety!"

If this was the case in the past, Jia Huan, who regarded his father as the sky, longing for and unable to get close, would have felt guilty and sad for this sentence, and even trembled for several days, but Jia Huan, who had already understood Jia Zheng’s mediocre and selfish nature, Huan didn't care about this, just lowered his head and listened to Jia Zheng singing a one-man show alone.Jia Zheng's methods of educating his son have always been simple and rude, and the reprimands have no substance.Probably because Jia Zheng was bored seeing his son not responding, or it might be that the time for group training was approaching. Jia Zheng said, "That's it. It's settled. I will ask someone to ask for a vacancy for you in a few days. Think about it carefully." , if you don’t want to make progress, watch your skin carefully!” As a concluding remark, it ended a person’s lecture.

Jia Huan obediently agreed, and stood silently waiting for everyone to arrive.Before Jia Huan could adjust to the most labor-saving standing posture, the next generation of children surnamed Jia came to the study obediently, even Jia Lian, who had never been in the mansion, arrived. Jia Huan also saw Jia Lan, whom he had not seen for a long time, secretly Blinked at himself.After everyone stood up in order according to their seniority, Jia Zheng began to speak.

Sure enough, what Jia Zheng admonished was exactly the thing about dudes taking advantage of their power to bully others.But in order to save some face for his wife, Mrs. Wang, Jia Zheng didn't mention the murder caused by the Xue family's second idiot.Of course, for such a big matter, after this lecture, as long as someone with a heart inquires about it, they will know the cause and effect.

Jia Huan lowered his head, listening absently to Jia Zheng's clichés, and thought to himself: "Although this guy is quite far-sighted, he still only talks about the affairs of the back house and the education of the younger generation in the clan. It's too trusting or too contemptuous."

Then secretly observe these peers and even their nephews. They are either reared as timid as before, lawless like Jia Zhen from Ningguo Mansion, or naive like Jia Baoyu who doesn't understand the sufferings of the world.Thinking about it carefully, there are not many of the next generation of Jia's family who can take it. Even a good seed like Lan'er is not taken seriously because of the widowed mother's situation.No wonder the Jia family ended up with such a "white and clean" ending.

Even if the variable Jia Huan exists now, it won't change much.Jia Huan has always cared about himself the most, he hated the quagmire before Jia's mansion, so how could he think of turning the tide for Raja's mansion.What's more, Jia Huan didn't have the ability to save the whole family by himself.

When Jia Zheng finally got enough of the reprimand, he waved his hand and signaled everyone to back down.Jia Huan looked at Jia Baoyu as if he had escaped from death, but he didn't realize that there was anything worthy of attention in his elder brother.In his heart, he despised himself who was jealous of Baoyu and even regarded him as an opponent, and then slowly followed everyone out of the study.

"Uncle Huan was reprimanded by Grandpa alone?" Jia Lan deliberately took a step behind and asked with some concern.

Jia Huan was a little moved. Although in the past two years, Jia Lan put more attention on the imperial examination and almost stopped taking classes with Jia Huan, the relationship between uncle and nephew did not become alienated.You can feel it from Jia Lan's unfaltering worry.

Because of martial arts, even though they are about the same age, Jia Huan is still much taller than Jia Lan.So Jia Huan rubbed Jia Lan's head with an excuse, and said with a smile: "Father asked me to discuss the errand, but he didn't teach me."

Only then did Jia Lan feel relieved, looked angrily at the messy hand on her head, and complained: "Uncle Huan always likes to play tricks on people, and when my mother sees me later, I have to be taught the way of a gentleman again."

Jia Huan looked at Jia Lan's words and deeds like a little adult, and couldn't laugh or cry, "If you go on like this, you will become an old man. The older you get, the less cute you will be. It was not like this a few years ago, it must be the fault of the sages."

Unexpectedly, Jia Lan retorted solemnly: "What Uncle Huan said is similar to that of Uncle Bao..."

Knowing that this little thing is deliberately trying to scare people, Jia Huan doesn't care about it, and only those who are as close as them dare to use Baoyu as a raft in private for fun.Then he laughed and scolded: "If you say you are prudent, then you dare to talk nonsense. Forget it, you, Uncle Huan and I are rough, and I can't beat you. Hurry up and go back and read your Four Books. If you don't get the first prize, be careful with your ass!"

Jia Lan grinned, not annoyed, and saluted Jia Huan before leaving.