Jia Huan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice internal skills.

This time, he did not choose to practice Shaolin Internal Kung Fu all his life, but decided to practice the "Secret of Immortality".

After all, he is no longer a young monk in Shaolin Temple, so he should practice Kung Fu in a different way.

Jia Huan is quite curious about "Secret of Immortality".

He wanted to see what kind of power he would have after he completed his cultivation.

Let me say here that Linghu Yuan has been practicing the "Secret of Immortality" for his whole life, but he has never reached great success.

Although Jia Huan did not practice "The Secret of Immortality" in his previous life, he had studied it for decades.

Now you don't need to read the original text of the exercises again to get started.

Fortunately, he has extraordinary qualifications and can practice the "Secret of Immortality".

Jia Huan quickly felt the sense of Qi, and by the time Ji Xiang stood up, he had already gathered the first ray of internal energy.

"Brother Huan doesn't even sleep in anymore."

Jixiang sighed.

The young master I serve is becoming more and more characterful, and even wants to dress and bathe by himself.

She has a lot less things to do and has more time to play and gossip with others.

Jixiang was very happy, and she accepted these changes with great pleasure.

She even helped cover up Jia Huan's behavior when it was not in line with the behavior a young master should have.

"Going to bed early and getting up early will keep you healthy." After Jia Huan said this, he left the house and started boxing in the yard.

Jia Zheng had already gotten up under the care of Aunt Zhao. He saw his youngest son boxing from the window and frowned, but didn't say anything.

After all, Rong Guofu was founded by military exploits, and the children and grandchildren practice martial arts to remember their ancestors.

Moreover, he had no hope for his concubine and did not expect his concubine to become an official through the imperial examination.

What he valued more was his legitimate son, hoping that his legitimate son could obtain fame.

After all, the legitimate son has great fortune.

Although he didn't say it, Jia Zheng was still very proud in his heart.

The legitimate son was born with a jade in his mouth, what a blessing this is!

It will definitely be extraordinary in the future, and Rongguo Mansion will rely on his legitimate son to carry it forward.

As for the fact that the legitimate son arrested Zhou and Yanzhi.

Afterwards, his mother and wife analyzed it with him and found that someone must be jealous of Baoyu's great fortune, so they thought of using unscrupulous means to destroy Baoyu's reputation.

Otherwise, if the mother and wife attach so much importance to their legitimate son, how could they allow something like rouge to be included in the items belonging to Zhua Zhou?

Someone must have put it in secretly.

Therefore, on the surface, Jia Zheng seems to be dissatisfied with his legitimate son, but in fact he attaches great importance to his legitimate son.

If you have a legitimate son whom you value, you will naturally not care about your bastard son.

The story of Jia Huan boxing in the yard soon reached Mrs. Wang's ears through Mrs. Wang's eyes and ears.

Mrs. Wang sneered: "Don't worry about him."

No one teaches Jia Huan how to practice martial arts, what can he do?

Moreover, the Rongguo Mansion's policy is to switch from martial arts to literature, and studying is the right path. That kid Jia Huan doesn't study to practice martial arts, which is completely ruining his future.

Very good, this way you won't threaten your precious jade.

"Don't worry about how much trouble he makes in the future." Mrs. Wang showed a motherly expression, "Children, just move more."

After performing a set of boxing techniques that came with the "Secret of Immortality", Jia Huan returned to the house, washed himself, put on clean clothes, and started eating breakfast.

Aunt Zhao wants to serve Jia Zheng for breakfast instead of eating with him.

Jia Zheng had never dined at the same table with his concubine, so naturally it was impossible for him to let his concubine eat at the same table with him.

If it were the original Jia Huan, he would definitely be angry, but now Jia Huan feels pretty good.

It's better to be ignored, so that you can speak more freely.

After breakfast, Jia Huan pretended to be in a daze and began to practice internal skills.

The main reason is that he really doesn't know what to do other than practicing internal strength.

He is four years old now, so logically speaking, he should be enlightened.

But Mrs. Wang would not let Jia Huan study.

I can't read, I can only play.

playing what?

Playing with mud? Playing with ants?

Haha, Jia Huan can't do this now.

Therefore, in addition to practicing to pass the time, the only way to pass the time is to sleep.

The life was so boring and uninteresting, but Jia Huan Xianyu was quite satisfied.

After lunch that day, Jia Huan went for a walk in the garden.

The flowers in the garden are all blooming, many of them are rare varieties, colorful and beautiful.

Jia Huan was walking while admiring the flowers, and bumped into a little maid at the corner.

The maid is four or five years older than Jia Huan. She is very beautiful and somewhat similar to Lin Daiyu.

Jia Huan recognized this person as Jia Baoyu's maid Qingwen.

Qingwen also recognized Jia Huan.

Qingwen looked down upon this concubine young master.

"You don't even have eyes when you walk?" Qingwen directly attacked Jia Huan.

Jia Huan blinked: "You bumped into me. I was walking normally, but you bumped into me in a hurry."

Qingwen blushed and said harshly: "You won't hide if I bump into you?"

Jia Huan stared at Qingwen. It was really unpleasant to blame others for something he had done wrong.

However, most of the maids around Jia Baoyu were so arrogant and did not take other people seriously.

"I'm sorry." Qingwen muttered.

Jia Huan raised his eyebrows in surprise. It seemed that Qingwen could still be saved.

He turned sideways to make way for Qingwen.

Qingwen whispered "thank you" again and left in a hurry.

Jia Huan smiled.

This girl is not bad!

If you have a chance in the future, you can help her.

Jia Huan walked some distance further and saw several people sitting in the pavilion in front of him.

Jia Huan stepped forward and bowed to one of the women: "Sister-in-law."

"Brother Huan." Li Wan greeted him with a smile, "Are you coming to play in the garden?"

"Yeah." Jia Huan nodded and looked at the child in Li Wan's arms.

This is Jialan, his little nephew, two years younger than him.

Jia Lan was a posthumous son and the lifeblood of Li Wan. He looked after him very carefully, for fear that if he was not taken care of, the child would be gone.

The child is Li Wan's support for the rest of her life, no wonder she attaches so much importance to it.

But Jia Huan felt that she had gone too far.

Jia Lan is already two years old. He needs to be carried when he goes out. He is not allowed to run around. He is raised as meticulously as a little girl.

How healthy can a child like this be?

Children should exercise more to stay in good health.

Unfortunately, Li Wan didn't understand this, and the child got sick every three days, which made her supervise Jia Lan even more strictly.

Jia Huan sympathized with this little nephew, but he would not stupidly tell Li Wan that the way you raised your child was wrong.

Li Wan would not listen to Jia Huan at all, and would think that Jia Huan was uneasy and well-intentioned.

Anyway, in the original work of "A Dream of Red Mansions", Jia Lan grew up safely.

Because Li Wan had a son, his heart was full of maternal love. He also felt a little more motherly towards Jia Huan, his brother-in-law who was about the same age as his son, and had a very good attitude towards Jia Huan.

"Brother Huan, do you want to play with Lan'er?"

"OK!"
Chapter completed!