The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

To put it bluntly, they all went to school with impure motives!

After careful observation over the past few days, excluding him and Cong-ge'er, none of the other fourteen students showed any talent for studying.

The so-called talent for reading is simply having an excellent memory and the ability to sit still for long periods of time!

Clearly, none of the students in the clan school were able to sit still.

In Jia Huan's opinion, being able to complete elementary school education and barely reach the Four Books and Five Classics stage was already quite remarkable.

Of course, the blame cannot be entirely placed on the students.

As the only teacher in the clan school, Uncle Dai Ru also bore a great responsibility!

I have no idea what he was thinking.

Jia Huan could tell that he didn't care about the students at the ethnic school at all.

The content he taught each day was almost like reading from the textbook. If the students didn't ask questions, he had no intention or thought of explaining.

Damn, even modern school Chinese language education emphasizes reading comprehension, let alone the so-called "profound meaning" of classical Chinese.

If the teacher doesn't actively explain the meaning of the knowledge in the book, the students will naturally learn in a confused and half-baked way.

In this state, what real skills can one learn?

Take the Three Character Classic for example. It was originally an introductory text, and most students could recite it. However, Uncle Ru did not explain many of the allusions in the Three Character Classic in detail.

When they're in the mood, they'll talk; when they're not, they'll just make the students memorize and copy. With this kind of learning model, even a genius would fail.

Sometimes, Jia Huan would maliciously speculate that Uncle Dai Ru himself was not very learned and was somewhat unworthy of being the clan school teacher.

If no changes are made, the Jia family school will remain as it is...

Chapter 9: The Routine Reprimand (Please Read On)

That afternoon, the entire clan school was quiet.

Jia Huan sat down behind the teacher's desk without any hesitation, making the usually overly lively students afraid to even breathe loudly.

Once school was over, these guys were like wild horses, prisoners released from their cages, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Cong-ge'er, let's go back!"

He didn't care much and called to the somewhat bewildered Cong-ge'er to leave together.

This is only the first day; these kids will get used to it sooner or later.

When they reached the side gate of the Rong Mansion, the two brothers parted ways.

Jia Huan returned empty-handed, without bringing anything back.

He has already memorized the Three Character Classic, which was meant to be his first primer, and now all he needs to do is copy it, which will also help him learn to read.

Of course, there were also careful considerations behind not bringing books back.

In my past life, I read a few fanfictions of Dream of the Red Chamber in my spare time.

Inside, Madam Wang is a complete villain.

Now that he has transmigrated here and is in Jia Huan's identity, he naturally feels some apprehension.

Although in the original owner's memories, Madam Wang did not deliberately cause trouble, he still dared not let his guard down.

The current situation is very good. They are obsequious at home, but they are aggressive at school!

Since you've already transmigrated and been reborn, you can't live a life that's too stifling, right?

From the side gate to the second gate, and then into the backyard, not a single servant gave him a second glance.

On the contrary, when he encountered powerful stewards like Lai Da and Wu Xindeng, Jia Huan had to give way to them.

He simply couldn't bring himself to call him "Grandpa Lai."

These rules are so chaotic, it's truly beyond words.

It's a shame that everyone in the mansion is so self-satisfied, always considering themselves a powerful and wealthy family.

In short, he was still a nobody in the manor!

When passing by the main hall of the second house, they ran into Zhou Rui's wife again.

"Hey, Huan-ge, you just got back from school?"

"Yes, is there something you need, Mrs. Zhou?"

Upon hearing Zhou Rui's greeting, Jia Huan instinctively became more vigilant.

This fellow is the head servant of the Second Madam, Lady Wang. How could he possibly take the initiative to greet me?

"Madam wishes to inquire about the clan school!"

Zhou Rui's wife chuckled and said, "It just so happens that Huan-ge'er is in class at the clan school, so we won't bother two people with this!"

Having said all that, is there any possibility that he could refuse?

Following Zhou Rui's wife into the main hall of the second house, the second wife, Madam Wang, sat regally in the main seat like a statue.

The room was filled with the quiet and elegant scent of sandalwood, and Madam Wang slowly twirled the Buddhist prayer beads in her hand.

His expression was serene, displaying a touch of the compassion of a Buddhist.

After Jia Huan finished his greetings, Madam Wang immediately broke the tranquil atmosphere with her words.

"I heard you were fooling around at the clan school today and even hit a classmate?"

Jia Huan felt a chill run down his spine, and with his head down, he couldn't tell what expression Lady Wang was wearing.

He cursed inwardly which idiot had leaked the news, and how it even reached Madam Wang's ears; they were utterly inhuman.

"That brat broke the clan rules!"

He quickly explained, "For someone from another family to be able to enter the clan school is already considered quite lucky!"

"He doesn't know how to study hard and seize opportunities. He just flaunts his height and strength in the clan school. Today, this guy actually picked a fight, so I taught him a lesson to make him behave himself at school from now on!"

"If she's already so competitive at such a young age, what will she be like in the future?"

Madam Wang ignored his explanation and coldly rebuked him, "You are not allowed to act so recklessly in the future!"

Jia Huan nodded repeatedly, knowing in his heart that he had been reprimanded again.

Why do I say "again"?

Before Master Zheng Er agreed to let him study at the clan school, Madam Wang had called him in and spoken to him before he left the mansion.

Several days later, Jia Huan belatedly realized that he had been reprimanded.

At that moment, I felt a mix of laughter and tears.

Damn, without such experience in my previous life, how could I have understood Madam Wang's subtle warning in such a short time?

Compared to his fellow transmigrators who were skilled in political maneuvering, his reactions were indeed a beat slower, and he needed some time to ponder and analyze words with other implications.

As I left the main hall, my heart was not stirred in the slightest.

So what if he's being reprimanded? As long as Madam Wang doesn't target him openly, he'll just pretend he doesn't understand.

If Lady Wang really didn't care about saving face and deliberately targeted him, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it in the mansion, but dealing with the phoenix egg Jia Baoyu outside would be too easy for him.

It is said that Lin Daiyu came to stay at the Rong Mansion during this period.

Rumors have already started circulating in the manor, which is hardly a friendly thing for a little girl who is just over seven years old.

It can only be said that some people have lost their conscience.

The atmosphere in the mansion, especially in the backyard, is truly unbearable.

Lin Daiyu, the legitimate daughter of a high-ranking official of the third rank in the imperial court, was not someone a bunch of servants could gossip about.

If this had happened in a strictly regulated wealthy family, many people would probably have died.

Jia Huan wasn't particularly curious, and he had no chance of witnessing the famous scene when Lin Daiyu first arrived at the Rong Mansion.

Logically speaking, as the son of a concubine in the second wife's household, he should have gone to Rongqing Hall, where Grandmother Jia lived, to pay his respects every day, once in the morning and once in the evening.

Cong Ge'er was in a similar situation; both of them came from the same background.

Unfortunately, Grandmother Jia disliked the two boys and preferred to avoid seeing them.

Having made it clear early on that the two brothers were exempt from the task of paying their respects, it was naturally impossible for them to have the opportunity to enter Rongqing Hall.

There's not much to say. If the two brothers really went to Rongqing Hall to pay their respects every day, their mentality would probably suffer a major blow and be greatly disturbed.

Jia Baoyu, nicknamed "Phoenix Egg," was only a year or two older than the two younger brothers, yet he was already one of the core figures in the Rong Mansion's inner courtyard, showered with affection.

They're all kids around the same age; it's no wonder they're having mental health issues after seeing so many similar scenes.

Scratching his head, Jia Huan had little interest in dealing with the mess in the backyard.

Of course, if I have the opportunity to meet Lin Daiyu in the future, that's another story.

After Jia Huan took his leave, Madam Wang's expression returned to its usual calm.

Zhou Rui's wife chuckled and said, "Madam, you can rest assured now!"

"Huan-ge'er's personality is what it is; he's not exactly respectable. There's no need to worry about him too much. He'll probably cause trouble on his own!"