"Jia Jun? What are you doing here?"

Jia Huan looked at the person who looked like a little adult and pretended to come over to kneel down to pay his respects to him. He frowned, looked at the little head quietly filled with Lixiang's courtyard before asking.

This person's name is Jia Jun, just like Jia Lan. His mother is also a widow and has not remarried, so she lives with only one son.

Because of the same experience, and Jia Jun is the most important grandson of Rongguo Mansion, he and Jia Lan are very good.

He is about the same age as Jia Lan, and he is only eleven or twelve years old this year. At this moment, he is dressed like a young man, which makes people laugh.

Jia Jun heard that Jia Huan's tone was not very good, and his little face didn't dare to smile anymore. He looked up at Jia Huan with a baba and said, "When you say third uncle, your nephew's mother asked for an errand for your nephew and your second aunt. Now your nephew can do the job for your third uncle."

Jia Huan turned his head and looked at the group of little girls in Lixiang courtyard. Seeing the pairs of bright, dim, curious or fearful eyes staring at him, he said inexplicably: "At such a young age, if you don't study hard, what kind of errand do you do?

Don’t you go to school in the clan school?”

Jia Jun heard this and said with a smile: "My nephew is not going to study anymore, he wants to do things. As a result, it is good to share some things with Uncle San.

Secondly, you can also earn some money to subsidize your family...Oh!"

Before Jia Jun could finish his words "home use", he was kicked to the ground by Jia Huan, causing a soft scream in Li Xiang's courtyard...

Jia Huan said with an ugly face: "You bastard, why are you fart?

When I was Chengjue, I saw that your mother was a widow and she lived with you and a child. It was really difficult for a widow to lose her job, so I specially ordered the Gongzhong to pay silver, rice, and noodles every month to send them to your house.

I am afraid that you are naughty and naughty, and like to spend money. In order not to embarrass your mother, I will pay some money to supplement your family every month.

Why, this is not enough for you to spend, and you are wronged?

Let you come out to make a living at such a young age?

What a bastard, is the dog eating his conscience?"

When this incident spread, Jia Huan was indeed lost.

Although Jia Jun was kicked, Jia Huan did not exert force, so he didn't fall seriously.

After hearing Jia Huan's lesson, Jia Jun got up in depressedly and knelt down again, saying depressedly: "Don't be upset, my nephew doesn't mean that.

My nephew and my nephew's mother have always remembered the goodness of my third uncle. My nephew's mother praised my third uncle for being kind and kind.

It was my nephew who couldn't speak, which made my third uncle annoyed...

Because my nephew feels that it is not a material for studying, it is better to learn from you, Uncle San, and come out early to do things and learn ability."

When Jia Huan heard this, he snorted, looked at his gray clothes and said, "Get up and talk... Look at your appearance, like a rich man, I don't know who you learned from?

That's not what I wore back then...

Also, what can you do at such a young age?

It is serious to go back and study honestly.

Even though the qualifications are limited and it is difficult to achieve success in the imperial examination, I didn’t think of letting you all win the top scorer.

Read more books and learn more culture, and you will have a lot of things in the future.”

Jia Jun said reluctantly: "But Uncle San didn't go to clan school back then, and Uncle San didn't have much education. He would be a marquis immediately and make such a big career?

My nephew didn’t dare to compare with my third uncle, and he never thought of becoming a marquis immediately. As long as he could earn the family business, he could learn it."

When Jia Huan heard this, he didn't know whether he should be angry or laughed, and scolded: "What are you talking nonsense?

Who told you that Uncle San is not educated?

I will tell you, your third uncle, I am very educated!

The top scholar is not as educated as me…”

"Puff!"

"Gee!"

Before Jia Huan finished speaking, two laughters came from Lixiangyuan.

Jia Huan looked back and the girl who couldn't help laughing loudly quickly stopped laughing and lowered her face.

It was the girl who had seen pear blossoms in the yard before.

The little girl who "giggled" and smiled crisply looked clever, but she was not afraid and dared to look at Jia Huan. Although she stopped laughing, the smile on her face did not stop.

A pair of big black and white eyes looked at Jia Huan with a dripping look.

It seems that he is just ignorant of the rules, but there is still a hint of cunning in his eyes...

Seeing that it was interesting, Jia Huan ignored it, and turned to look at Jia Jun and said, "Start tomorrow, go back to study and read for me in a proper manner!

There are opportunities for you to make contributions in the future, so don’t worry about this moment.

Did you hear it?”

Jia Jun looked at Jia Huan with a sad face when he heard this, begging, "Uncle San, my nephew is really not a material for studying. I can recognize some words. My nephew is so immense when he sees the book, and I can't understand those nonsense words.

Uncle San, Brother Yun and Brother Qing have never been to school, so aren’t they all helping Uncle San?

Although my nephew is stupid, he is also interested in doing things.

If Uncle San felt that the matter was too big now, he could change to a smaller job with his nephew, and his nephew would definitely not disappoint him.

I just want my third uncle, don’t let my nephew read the erotic book, and I can’t understand it. I can’t read it in my mouth and get my mind. I have been confused for most of the day…”

When Jia Huan heard this, he suddenly felt like a close friend.

For the past few months, he has been like this in the cultural class every day at midday...

However, looking at Jia Jun's pitiful begging eyes, Jia Huan snorted coldly and scolded: "It's really a elm head!"

I remembered that there was another sentence before I said it, and added: "The rotten wood cannot be carved! Have you ever seen someone who is even more stupid than you?"

call!

Finally, Jia Huan cursed the words Lin Shi and the other two always taught him a lesson on their daily life.

It’s better for Sister Bao. Although she is so angry that she always doesn’t scold anyone.

However, thinking of her angry, white and tight face, Jia Huan couldn't help but feel funny...

Unlike Meiren Lin, Lin Daiyu is angry. She not only curses but also cries. She is angry and crys by Jia Huan's yummy head...

Shi Xiangyun is different. This female hero advocates violence a bit, but she has the style of right martial arts in the Qin Dynasty.

She was so angry that Jia Huan's stupidity that she liked to fight Jia Huan desperately...

Of course, no matter which one, it will eventually fall into Jia Laosan's hands...

Although I have never done anything, the taste is very touching, so I won't mention it here for the time being...

Of course Jia Huan is not really stupid, just...

Thinking of what Dong Mingyue said to him, the pigeons flying in the Rongguo Mansion every day, Jia Huan narrowed his eyes slightly...

It’s not that he has been so afraid of him. According to what Niu Ben, Qin Feng and others have not explained, they also have this kind of "flies" in their families, which is just an ordinary imperial method.

It's understandable...

However, with the prestige of the Jia family in the army, a rough successor is always more reassuring than a successor who is both civil and military, who is a general and a minister, who is a general and a minister.

And the impression of the former will make Jia Huan much better...

...

After scolding Jia Jun, Jia Huan asked again: "What kind of work did your second aunt arrange for you?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Jun's little face suddenly shone and said, "Uncle San, his former nephew, the two sons of the old housekeeper, and the master's study, Shan Pinren, and Bu Guxiu, two Qingke husbands, went to Gusu to hire a teacher together, buy girls, and buy musical instruments and outfits, hey! I really saw a lot..."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan raised his eyebrows and said, "It's you? Can you do it?"

Jia Huan threw such a powerful job as a human trafficker to Jia Lian to deal with. But he didn't expect that in the end he would end up in Jia Jun's hands.

Jia Jun grinned with some smugness, pointed his hand into Lixiangyuan and said, "Uncle San, everyone has bought it! Look!"

Jia Huan looked at Lixiangyuan and saw that more than a dozen girls were all neatly. The next few female teachers were there, and asked Jia Jun, "You bought all of them?"

Jia Jun shook his head embarrassedly and said, "My nephew can't do this now. He is just a bannerman. The agents who bargained for prices were made by several adults. When his nephew went there, he talked to his nephew, and he could only watch but not talk."

Jia Huan nodded and said, "It's just the truth... Then what are you doing now? Learn opera with them?"

When Jia Jun heard this, his face suddenly turned red. Looking at the expression, if it were not Jia Huan, he would jump into his feet and scold his mother.

Jia Jun lowered his head and said, "How could my nephew do this? My nephew is now the Prime Minister and his daily use of money and other matters, as well as the materials and accounts of all sizes and sizes..."

Jia Huan looked at his expression, raised his eyebrows and said, "What does this look mean?"

Jia Jun said dejectedly: "Uncle San, although his nephew is useless, he doesn't dare to be an opera singer, and he is really humiliating his ancestors."

Jia Huan cursed: "You know nothing! There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession is the top scorer. No matter which one is done, you can become a big shot if you do it well.

What's wrong with the opera singer?

People can really make a living by relying on their own strength, not stealing, robbing, or cheating, aren’t they much better than the stinky mud in our family who can’t stand on the wall?

You still look down on those who perform, why do you?

If we were not born in the Jia family, we might not be better than others if we benefited from our ancestors..."
To be continued...