Early the next morning, Jia Baoyu was woken up by the attackers. After getting ready, she went to greet Jia Zheng and then to greet Jia's mother.

Jia Lan hurried over to say hello, very anxiously, "Second uncle, hurry up and leave, we're going to be late."

Because his second uncle was going to the clan school, his mother told him to wait for his second uncle to leave together today no matter what.

Jia Lan, who got up early, waited and waited, but saw no movement at this end.

After finally waiting for someone to leave the yard, I still lingered and didn’t want to leave.

Xiren smiled and said: "Why are you so anxious? It's not yet dawn."

Jia Lan: "It will be too late when it gets up. Students who are late will be punished by studying under the eaves for half an hour. If they are late twice in a row, they will have to clean the toilet."

Qingwen groaned, "It's okay not to go to such a strict clan study."

The little Jia Lan actually came up with the idea that "women are a disaster".

Jia Lan pulled Jia Baoyu out of the Weeping Flower Gate, and ran forward after passing the gate.

"Boy Lan, don't be in a hurry, the carriage will be here soon," the mother-in-law persuaded.

"No, ethnic culture stipulates that you must walk to school, otherwise you will run three laps to make up for it.

You don’t know that Brother Rong is evil. The pasture in that clan school can be turned into a racecourse. After three laps, I will be exhausted."

Although the clan school is not far from the house, walking there is still very tiring.

They couldn't bear to let Baoyu suffer.

The mother-in-law said: "Why don't you go there first? We'll be there in a moment."

Jia Baoyu's nanny brother Li Gui trotted over, and he himself fell asleep.

Li Gui took everything from Jia Baoyu and said, "Second Master is leaving in a carriage. Brother Lan will set off first."

Jia Lan didn't dare to break the rules of the clan school, so he had to set off first.

A utensil for studying was on Xiaosi's body, and he trotted all the way to the clan school.

When Jia Baoyu arrived at the clan school, there was a lot of reading in the clan school. They were all preparing for the upcoming government examination. If they passed the exam, they would be scholars.

If you pass the exam, you can try the National Juren Examination next year.

The patriarch made a promise that as long as he is admitted as a scholar, he will be given a job if he does not want to study.

You can choose from newspapers, libraries, and department stores.

They worked hard to review their homework and memorize knowledge points, and they must be admitted as scholars.

Jia Baoyu's leisurely attitude was incompatible with the atmosphere here, and he was frightened by their seriousness in studying.

Liu Yingshan, the head of the Ethnology School, learned about Jia Baoyu's arrival in advance and also knew about Jia Rong's arrangements, so he personally received Jia Baoyu.

Liu Yingshan received him warmly and asked Jia Baoyu what books he had read.

"I don't dare to hide it from the master. The boy is slow at reading and is weak and sick. He only learns ordinary books." Jia Baoyu said.

Let’s say he doesn’t understand the ways of the world, and he can communicate with people; let’s say he understands the ways of the world, but he only cares about playing without caring about the life or death of his family.

Liu Yingshan asked: "How much have you read?"

Li Gui replied: "Brother has already read the third book of the Book of Songs, which is about 'Yo yo deer roaring, lotus leaf duckweed'."

The masters who came out to greet him burst out laughing.

Liu Yingshan wanted to laugh but didn't dare, for fear of damaging this little guy's self-confidence.

What's so great about being ten years old and still reciting the Book of Songs?

Even if you read ten or hundreds of books, you still won’t be famous.

Jia Baoyu's expression was subtle. He realized that these people were laughing at him.

He no longer had any favorable impression of these people, and Jia Baoyu only thought about Qin Zhong.

"Where is Qin Zhong?"

"Qin Tongsheng is still studying early, let's not disturb him."

Liu Yingshan summoned Master Chen and asked Master Chen to lead Jia Baoyu. "From today onwards, you will teach the Four Books one-on-one. You will sit in the C-shaped classroom instead of sitting with everyone else."

"Yes."

Jia Baoyu: "No, I want to sit in the same school dormitory as Qin Zhong."

Master Chen corrected him, "Second Master Bao, the school buildings here have been transformed into classrooms, where students can study."

"Brothers, it's better to sit separately. Your study progress is different from theirs."

Jia Baoyu refused and insisted on sitting with Qin Zhong.

Unable to resist the child, thinking that he was the treasure of the Jia family, the mountain chief finally agreed.

There are more than 20 people in a classroom. After several screenings, those who remain are either smart people or people who study hard, and few are beautiful people.

With his appearance, Qin Zhong became the idol of the class and the unique scenery in the class.

Because Qin Zhong was shy and did not like to cause trouble, he became the favorite of his masters.

It was heard that the wealthy people of the Jia family were attending classes at the clan school. Everyone was very curious about Jia Baoyu and flocked to the Y-zi classroom as soon as they started reading in the morning.

Bian Zhan dragged Jia Lan over to visit, and when he saw Jia Baoyu being surrounded, he was stunned and forgot to breathe.

Seeing Jia Baoyu, his face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his color is like the flowers of spring dawn, his temples are like knife cuts, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his nose is like hanging gallbladder, and his eyes are like autumn waves. He looks forward to emotions, his words are like smiles, and there is a natural charm, all in the tips of his eyebrows;

Thousands of emotions in my life are piled up in the corners of my eyes.

Bian Zhan: "She is indeed a beautiful woman, born like a flower!"

Jia Lan: What’s so beautiful about this? It’s not just one nose and two eyes.

Bian Zhan squeezed over and chatted with Jia Baoyu, asking him many interesting things.

After further in-depth conversation, he found that Jia Baoyu was very partial to science and only cared about beautiful words and sentences and did not know Cheng Zhu's Neo-Confucianism.

The class bell rang and everyone returned to their seats.

The excitement dissipated like smoke, and even Qin Zhong sat back in his seat, picked up a book and reviewed his homework.

Jia Baoyu, who is accustomed to the stars shining over the moon, now understands what it means to be me when the excitement is gone.

The person who came to class was Mr. Cai. He brought yesterday's paper, "Due to some special circumstances, I will send this paper back to you for revision, and we will review it later."

Master Cai taught Jia Baoyu first, and then explained the test questions.

Jia Baoyu was placed at the first table, and she didn't know anyone on the left or right, so she was not used to it.

After reciting the article silently twice, he turned around and called Qin Zhong.

The master glanced at him, making Qin Zhong lower his head in fright, and did not dare to chat with Jia Baoyu.

Life in school is very stressful, and life outside is not easy either.

On a pipeline outside Tongzhou, a sacred tree with a diameter of two meters and weighing several kilograms blocks the road.

Blocking the carriage behind, the caravan could not wait and had to take a detour.

"The locomotive cannot pull the sacred tree. It must be because there is not enough fuel. Please add more charcoal." Jia Rong shouted.

It is recognized by the operation room that the coal is continuously added to the combustion furnace.

The steam pot kept emitting smoke, but the power generated could not move the sacred tree.

"Sir, could it be a problem with the pulley? Do you need to add an extra pulley?"

"I think it's a problem with the rails. The rails increase the weight of the sacred tree, making it difficult to pull."

"Master Jia, let's forget it. These big iron bulls are useless. We might as well recruit civilians and work together to get to Kyoto."

Facing this behemoth, Jia Rong was helpless, and the locomotive he worked so hard to build was useless.

"There must be something wrong somewhere. There is nothing wrong with the locomotive." Jia Rong said.
Chapter completed!