In the third year of the reign of Emperor Qian Sheng of the Jin Dynasty, in the winter month, there was a small courtyard in the back house of Gong Jia's house in Yongfang, the capital city. The weather was cold, and the early wind had already swept away the leaves of the garden trees, leaving only the bare branches. A thin and thin young man was exercising profusely under the garden tree, doing push-ups, sit-ups, jumping jacks, and running back and forth... He was so busy that he was out of breath.

Several maids responsible for sweeping the courtyard looked strange and gathered together to discuss quietly. One of the maids nodded her head and said: "It seems that Mr. Huan really got kicked by a donkey." Broken."

Another maid stuck out her tongue and said, "What is Mr. Huan doing? You're lying there up and down. You don't think you're a braying donkey, do you?"

Although the three maids were not very old, they looked like they were twelve or thirteen years old, they were obviously beginning to understand human affairs. As soon as they said this, they all blushed, and when they looked at the young man panting and doing push-ups, they actually looked a little bit... I can’t bear to see it.

The young man vaguely heard the discussion of the three maids, and almost lost his temper. His hands softened and he threw them on the ground. When the three girls saw this, they all covered their mouths and snickered.

The young man's head was covered with black lines. He stood up, panting, and brushed off the dust on his body. He thought to himself: "This body is really too weak. It seems that in addition to strengthening exercise, it also needs to be nourished. I wonder if there are six flavors in this world." Dihuang Pill, this thing is so popular that its stock price has skyrocketed."

Luo Wenhao was originally a graduate student at a well-known domestic university, majoring in archeology. He had just received his master's degree and was planning to stay at the school to teach. Unexpectedly, this summer, he was invited by a historical research institute to participate in the excavation of a large ancient tomb. The bed collapsed, burying everyone alive underground. When Luo Wenhao regained consciousness, he found that he was lying on an antique bed and became the concubine of the Jia family in the world of Dream of Red Mansions - Jia Huan, who was only seven years old this year.

By the way, Luo Wenhao comes from a scholarly family. Several generations of his family have been engaged in education. There are three university professors alone. His grandfather is a great translator, his grandmother is a master of calligraphy and painting, his aunt is an architectural designer, and his uncle works in an aerospace power company. Luo Wenhao works as a researcher at a research institute. Living in such an environment, it is difficult for Luo Wenhao not to be outstanding. He has been influenced by it since he was a child, and naturally he has become a erudite scholar. As early as elementary school, he has read the four famous classics by heart, especially It's "Dream of Red Mansions", and it can be said that I know the information like the back of my hand.

Jia Huan is not mentioned much in the original work of "A Dream of Red Mansions". He is completely transparent, and he is a transparent person that everyone hates. He is extremely naughty and his appearance is not pleasant. Compared with Jia Baoyu, he is completely different. , even his father, Jia Zheng, disliked him very much and described him as "a trivial character and a rude behavior", which shows that he really doesn't look good.

Fortunately, no matter how miserable Jia Huan was, he was still half a master in the Jia family. He had no worries about food and clothing. He had a maid and a mother-in-law to take care of his daily life and food, and was accompanied by servants when he came and went. He also received a monthly allowance of two taels of silver. This kind of comfortable rice insect life seems to be very comfortable, so Luo Wenhao was a little depressed for a few days before accepting this reality and taking it as it comes.

Of course, Luo Caizi, who has grown up since childhood, will naturally not let himself continue to fall like Jia Huan. As a line from a certain scripture says: If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?<

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Moreover, the comfortable life of Jia's family obviously cannot last long. According to the description in the second chapter of the original work of "A Dream of Red Mansions": "Nowadays (Jia's family) has a population that is becoming more and more prosperous, and affairs are becoming more and more prosperous. There are many masters and servants, and there are many people who are rich and honorable."

, there is no one who plans and plans, and they cannot be frugal with their daily expenses. Now, although the outer frame is not too much, the inner pocket has been exhausted."

It can be seen that the current Jia family is only superficially wealthy, but in fact it has begun to decay. The finances cannot make ends meet, and they only rely on demolishing the east wall to repair the west wall to maintain their dignity. The whole family is rich and noble, and they only know how to enjoy happiness and dominate.

Destruction is only a matter of time.

As we all know, the first eighty chapters of "Dream of Red Mansions" were written by Cao Xueqin, and the next forty chapters were continued by Gao E. The ending of Gao E's continued writing obviously went against Cao Gong's original intention. The Jia family in his writings finally kept their lintel and continued their wealth.

Ronghua, this is obviously nonsense. If Cao Gong's original meaning is followed, the final outcome of the Jia family will be miserable. The trees will fall and the hozens will scatter, the nests will be overturned without eggs, and the buildings will be destroyed, leaving a white and clean place.

Jia Huan is only seven years old now. Calculating carefully, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old when the Jia mansion collapsed. He was in the prime of his youth. He didn't want to be a fish in the pond, so he had to start taking precautions now, at least

You must have the ability to protect yourself when Jia's house is raided, otherwise you will be doomed.

As the saying goes, the body is the capital of revolution. With a strong body, at least you can run more efficiently, right? At worst, you will fall into trouble. With your skills and knowledge reserves from previous lives, it should not be difficult to become a mountain king.

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Therefore, the first step Luo Wenhao made was to exercise. He should not care about anything else, but first solidify the capital of the revolution. Otherwise, everything would be in vain. However, Xiao Jia Huan's foundation was too weak, and

I have a lot of ailments all over my body, including picky eating, teeth grinding, hyperactivity, and rhinitis. It’s amazing that I’m in good health. In addition, I was kicked by a donkey not long ago, which caused a cut on my head and a lot of blood.

My body has not recovered yet.

By the way, the reason why Luo Wenhao was able to travel to Jia Huan was probably thanks to the donkey’s hooves!

As for why Jia Huan was kicked by a donkey, it’s a bit speechless. It turned out that this boy was naughty and cheap, and he actually kicked a big braying donkey. The braying donkey was very strong and had just been bought and kept in the stable.

, his temper was a bit violent, and he kicked little Jia Huan's chest with a hoof. The latter fell several meters away on the spot, and hit his head on a stone and bled. He burped soon after, and it happened that Luo Wenhao's soul penetrated his body.

Back from the dead.

Luo Wenhao, no... I should call Jia Huan now. Jia Huan ignored the comments of the three rough maids and rested for a while before continuing to exercise. His clothes were wet with sweat.

At this time, a big maid wearing a red silk cotton-padded jacket walked out of the house. She had an average appearance, but was tall and had dark eyes. She was seventeen or eighteen years old, and her figure had already grown, and her curves were obviously not those.

The maid is comparable in roughness, and she is much more decently dressed. She is Hong Ling, the eldest maid who usually serves Jia Huan in daily life and food.

Jia Huan is just a concubine, so his treatment is naturally not as good as that of his half-brother Jia Baoyu, who is loved by thousands of people. The quality of the maids serving in the house is very average, and even the appearance of the eldest maid Hongling is very ordinary. Compared with Baoyu in the room

Compared with those charming and beautiful maids, they are more than one level behind.

No way, Jia Baoyu is the legitimate son, he is handsome, and he was born with a jade in his mouth. He was born with auspiciousness, and everyone in the family regards him as a treasure, especially Jia Mu, the spiritual leader of the back house of the Jia family. This ancestor is very fond of Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu's pampering has reached an unparalleled level. He is afraid of losing it when holding it in his hand, and is afraid of melting it when he holds it in his mouth. Therefore, Jia Baoyu's treatment in the house is superb, and other sisters and brothers cannot compare at all.<

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Hongling came out with a bad look and scolded: "You shameless little hooves, have you finished your work? You are just talking nonsense here, and you actually arranged for the master to come. Later, I will report it to Second Grandma Lian and carefully expose you."

skin."

When the three rough girls heard this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they all begged for mercy. Hongling's expression softened a little, and she said in a cold voice: "I'll spare you this time, but next time I'll hear you chewing maggots with your mouth full."

Tear to pieces."

"Good sister, we were in a daze just now. We will never dare to do it again." The three rough girls fawningly held Hongling's hand and laughed.

Hong Ling glared at the three of them, shook off her hand and said, "Don't be a good boy. It's more serious to get some hot water back and give Third Master a bath."

The three servant girls quickly agreed, and the two of them went to the kitchen to get hot water, while the remaining one continued to clean the courtyard.

After Hongling dismissed the three rough messenger girls, she looked at Jia Huan under the tree in the courtyard in the distance, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and she walked over.

Jia Huan just finished a set of jumping jacks. When he saw the maid approaching, he stopped and said with a smile: "Good morning, sister Hongling."

Hong Ling said hurriedly: "The third master is going to kill this slave. How can the master say hello to the slave?"

Jia Huan smiled disapprovingly, and there was a strange flash in Hong Ling's eyes. He thought to himself, since Mr. Huan was injured, his temperament has changed drastically, and he seems to be a different person. How strange and strange!

"It's so early in the morning, where did Third Master make this fuss again?" Hongling took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his head, while complaining in a low voice: "Third Master's injury is just fine, after all the trouble in this cold weather

I'm sweating all over. If you feel the cold and it makes everyone uneasy, go inside quickly."

Jia Huan is a little embarrassed. Although he has a seven-year-old body at the moment, he has a soul of more than 20 years old. He also had a girlfriend in his previous life. He has already tasted the relationship between men and women. Hongling has developed very well, and little Jia Huan has grown up very well.

Huan's height just reached her chest, and the pressure from the close proximity made him a little nervous. He quickly grabbed the handkerchief and said, "I'll do it myself."

Hong Ling was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "The third master is getting more and more mature now."

Jia Huan smiled and said: "No way, it's just that now that I'm older, I can do many things by myself. Sister Hongling, wouldn't it be nice for you to save some trouble too?"

Hongling couldn't help but said with a smile: "The third master is only seven years old this year, how old can he be?"

Jia Huan said seriously: "Seven years old is not too young. Gan Luo was already the prime minister at the age of twelve."

"Who is Gan Luo?" After all, Hong Ling is just a third-class maid with limited knowledge.

"Gan Luo was a native of Qin during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. He was very smart since he was a child. He went to Zhao as an envoy at the age of twelve and made great achievements. He was named Shangqing by the King of Qin." Jia Huan replied casually.

Hong Ling's eyes lit up and she said: "Third Master was injured once. Not only has his temper improved, but his knowledge seems to have also improved."

Jia Huan's heart skipped a beat, and he laughed and said, "Really? I used to be quite knowledgeable. Sister Hongling, you just didn't notice. Let's go back to the house. That's enough for today."
Chapter completed!