Go to school.

There is no doubt that this is the best way for a person who is white and cannot get the shadow of the family.

It has been nearly 100 years since the founding of Dayan, and it has been more than 30 years since the imperial court was last in a major war.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to seek wealth by fighting for your life.

Business can naturally be rich, but rich is not expensive, it can only be a plate of fat meat in the mouths of the powerful, and others can eat it whenever they want.

The only way to change your identity is to study and study.

If you can form a network of contacts with the same year, the teacher, etc., how can a Ning Guofu who is about to lose be afraid?

Of course, Jia Qiang also knows how difficult it is to go to school.

Especially in this imperial city of Shuntianfu, the competition is fiercer than anywhere else.

But the person he is asking for is not the champion, let alone the three yuan and six heads, or even a jinshi.

As long as there is an identity of lifting people, so that he will not be embarrassed by the government, and let him have an identity starting point that can at least be commensurate with the county lord on an equal footing, it is enough.

With this identity, it is much more convenient to do many things.

However, letting him as an engineering student study the Four Books and Five Classics and do the Eight Shares of Articles really made him scratch his head a little.

Fortunately, he has the memory of his predecessor, although the predecessor itself may not be able to memorize the "Four Books", but now after he has watched the memory of his predecessor in the way of browsing, he can basically memorize it backwards, and I don't know if this is a golden finger......

After all, the four books add up to just over 50,000 words.

However, what I read through the four books is not the four books themselves, but the "Annotations on the Collection of Chapters and Sentences of the Four Books" annotated by Zhu Zi, which is a masterpiece of scripture for thousands of years.

Coupled with the commentaries of the great Confucians of the past dynasties, how many old children have been born and poor, and they have never read it thoroughly for a hundred years.

However, Jia Qiang looked at the clear memories left by the original body in his mind, and he felt that as long as he didn't pursue Sanding Jia, it shouldn't be too difficult to seek the identity of a student and a lifter.

The champion sounds infinitely beautiful, but Jia Qiang remembers that since the establishment of the imperial examination system in the Sui and Tang dynasties, among the nearly 600 champions born so far, they can be ranked among the slaughterers, but there are only more than 40 people, not even more than one percent.

Let Jia Qiang bury himself for ten or twenty years, to win the name of a champion, not to mention whether he can get it, even if he gets it, he is only a six-grade official, and he will enter the Hanlin Academy to watch politics and raise hope, but I don't know how many years it will take to get ahead, and at that time he has passed the year of knowing the destiny of heaven.

The value for money is too low.

Crossing one, but reading one life and eight shares, why bother......

Therefore, the pressure of going to school does not have to be too great, first take a show of talent and fame, and then try to get a name for lifting people, just enough.

But these are all things in a few years, and the plan is like this, whether it can be done and work hard first.

It's good to succeed, but it's hard to find another way, it's just that it's going to be much more difficult.

But if he can live again, what could be harder?

The most important thing at the moment is to live innocently.

Also, since escaping from Ning Mansion, the silver he brought with him is not much......

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Early the next morning.

Even though this is the fourth day of coming to this world, Jia Qiang still savored every scene and person on the road with relish.

The ancient elegance I saw in the film and television in my previous life seems so insignificant at this moment.

There is too much color missing, and there is too much real life.

Xicheng is already the most expensive place in the entire Shenjing City except for the central imperial city, but except for a few avenues, the streets and alleys are actually mostly paved with sand.

Household garbage and even manure can be found everywhere on the roadside, cows, horses, mules, and people......

Moreover, not all women were observing the old rules of not showing their heads, and these rules seemed to be the only ones for scholars and the wealthy.

For ordinary people, survival is the first element of life.

So along the way, Jia Qiang saw many women and girls wrapped in headscarves and carrying baskets, coming and going in a hurry.

There are also many women who help the family's business in the small stalls or storefronts lined up on the street.

Some are dressed plainly, but there are also those dressed in silk.

Its colors are so vivid that they are a little dazzling in the sun.

This scene all tells Jia Qiang that the realm he is in is not a bizarre dream, but a real world......

Jia Qiang ate a bowl of celery chicken wontons at a roadside stall, spent five yuan, and spent two yuan to buy two cooking cakes.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Qiang? What kind of dress are you? ”

As soon as I arrived at the gate of Yixue, I saw an "acquaintance" who was not very common recently, this person had a big head and a rough demeanor, got off the horse, threw the reins to the entourage behind him, and looked at Jia Qiang, who was dressed in muslin clothes, with a smile and asked.

This person is the famous family of in-laws of the Jia family, Xue Pan, the only son of the Xue family, known as Xue Da Fool.

A few years ago, the Xue family went north and settled in the Jia family, Xue Pan, who was only fifteen years old, was sent by Jia Zheng to the clan study to "Jinyi", Jinyi really didn't see much Jinyi, but the chrysanthemums that were mixed with some bastard children of the Jia clan bloomed and bloomed......

Fortunately, he is not really stupid, he knows what kind of people can be provoked and what kind of people cannot be touched.

At least the Jia clan is a decent descendant, and he has always treated each other with courtesy.

Although Jia Qiang's parents are not strong, firstly, he is the righteous great-grandson of Ning Guo, and secondly, Jia Zhen dotes on Jia Rong Kuangfu, and he is extremely outstanding, so although Xue Pan is closer, he does not dare to make a mistake.

Jia Qiang said lightly: "Uncle Xue, I will be sixteen soon, so I moved out of the Ning Mansion to live alone." ”

When Xue Pan heard this, he knew that something terrible must have happened inside, but he also knew that there were many rights and wrongs of wealthy families, that is, his own family was not pure, so he didn't bother to explore the affairs of other families, so he didn't know, and said happily: "Okay, if you have ambition, you should be like this." Although you are not as good as me, because I began to erect the door at twelve or thirteen, and you are only like this now, but it is also good. You wait, I will give you a big gift to celebrate Gaole. ”

Jia Qiang smiled and thanked him, and Xue Pan saw that his bearing was a little more outstanding than in the past, and said with a smile: "Among our brothers, don't talk about foreign words." ”

As he spoke, he omitted the seniority.

The two entered together, and when they went to the bottom of the corridor, they saw the four little ones unscrupulously making a fuss under the corridor, sometimes muttering sneakily for a while, and sometimes bursting out of exclamatory laughter.

"Really?!"

"That's a big deal......

"Otherwise, Uncle Dongfu Zhen will support him very much, and he will be better than Uncle Xiaorong......"

"It's not, kiss and touch your buttocks, a pair of good baked cakes, quack......"

"Ouch, be quiet, it's coming......"

Jia Qiang recognized these four little children, who were the four personal servants next to Jia Baoyu, the son of the Phoenix in Xifu, one was a cigarette, one was a hoe, one was a sweeper, and one was a ink rain.

Among them, Jia Baoyu is most trusted, and it is the tea smoke that looks at him faintly with provocative and mocking eyes at this moment.

It's a little incredible to say, but in the Jia clan, the minions around the elder of the Jia family do have to be respected.

In their words: Don't say that it is the old Chen who serves by the elders, and even the cats and dogs around the elders have to be respected, and the etiquette rules in everyone's high door are the rules.

Mingyan is a close slave around Jia Baoyu, and Jia Qiang is Jia Baoyu's nephew, according to the rules of the Jia family, Jia Qiang really can't do anything about Mingyan, otherwise it will be disrespectful to Jia Baoyu, the second uncle.

Therefore, the naughty Mingyan is not like the other three little guys, who felt embarrassed when they were found to be saying bad things behind their backs, but dared to look at Jia Qiang provocatively.

The thrill of being a slave bully made his heart feel particularly happy.

It's just that he definitely didn't expect that a person who was kicked out of Ning Guofu and had no heels since then would treat the rules of the Jia family like bullshit.

Under Xue Pan's watchful gaze, Jia Qiang walked over with an indifferent face and even steps, not in a hurry.

However, just when Mingyan thought that he would be obedient and didn't dare to let go of a fart, he saw Jia Qiang suddenly pause when passing by him, and then suddenly shot out without warning, grabbed his hair with one hand, clenched his other hand into a fist, and smashed it into his nose bone.

This unexpected shot stunned Mingyan at once.

This is not the most ruthless, Jia Qiang didn't give the other three guys a chance to react at all, and dragged the already stunned tea cigarette with one hand with a sharp movement, and slammed his nosebleed face towards the verandah pillar on the side!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

I don't know how many times it hit, its ruthlessness scared the children of the Jia clan and the other three little guys of Jia Baoyu at a loss, but it was Xue Pan, who was nervous, came back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Jia Qiang, and persuaded loudly: "Good brother, good brother, let go...... Let go, God, fight again...... If you beat it again, you're going to fucking die! ”

Only then did Jia Qiang let go of her hand, allowing Mingyan, whose face was covered with blood and stained to be unable to see clearly, collapsed to the ground, and then broke away from Xue Pan and gently straightened the wrinkled muslin shirt.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of frightened eyes, he walked to the direction of the entrance of the school step by step, and stood in front of a round-faced young man wearing a purple and gold crown with his hair inlaid with his hair, his eyebrows tied to the two dragons grabbing pearls and gold wiping his forehead, and he was dressed in brocade clothes, and bowed slightly and said: "Second Uncle Bao, Mingyan talks with people in vain, and the rumors behind my back are arranged in me, and the words are filthy and pickled. In a fit of rage, I accidentally wounded him. Mingyan is the ladder person next to Uncle Bao, and I am the younger generation of Uncle Bao, so I shouldn't have done it. You see, did this matter be reported to the Dongfu to punish me for a crime, or did he directly send someone to the Yamen, the commander of the infantry army, to call someone to ask me for the crime? ”

Jia Baoyu: "......"

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