Chapter 4 School
Lords Ning and Rong rose to fame through military exploits. When times of peace came, they aimed to ensure the longevity of their family, so they specially opened the Jia Family School, investing large sums of money in it every year. All male members of the Jia family, from elementary school to adulthood, were supported by the two mansions and the clan, and could study, eat and drink here for free.
Because of these two benefits, all the relatives of the Jia family wanted to send their children here.
But who could have imagined that Jia Dairu, who was in charge of the school, was pedantic and incompetent, and was supported by the Ning and Rong mansions, as well as the Jia family. He had not taught a single good student in decades, and the children of the Jia family he taught were worse than the previous generation.
Shen Ning frowned deeply. It would be very difficult to replace Jia Dairu!
This is an era of imperial power, clan power, patriarchal power, and husband's power. She is an awkward person who doesn't even have an imperial edict. If she wants to turn the tide, it seems that she can only rely on her husband and son. However, her husband has become a monk, and her son is not a good person.
And Jia Dairu is also her elder.
The wheels rolled on, and before she could think of a solution, they arrived at the school at the southeast corner of the back street.
"Ah, ah, mother, grandmother, wuwuwu..."
Before he got off the car, Jia Rong's heart-wrenching cries were heard from inside.
Of course, the dull 'slap' sound of the board hitting the buttocks also made people feel nervous.
"Stop it, stop it now."
While helping Shen Ning get out of the car, Youshi shouted inside, "Master, the Madam is here, the Madam is here."
Jia Zhen would not listen to her, but as a filial son, he had to listen to his wife.
"Grandma, Grandma, save me!"
When Jia Rong heard his grandmother coming, he struggled violently.
He still had the energy to shout so loudly, it seemed that the person beating him with the stick was holding back.
Shen Ning put down some snacks and went in with a cold face.
What she didn't expect was that Jia Rong, who was pressed on the bench by the chief servant, was as pale as paper, his head was covered with sweat, and his clothes were soaked with blood.
Shen Ning's eyes went dark and she almost fell down on the spot.
She is a little afraid of blood, especially blood from various wounds.
"Mother, mother, Rong'er is fine, it's just a superficial wound."
Jia Zhen came over in a hurry and held him, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."
The people watching the excitement around them hurriedly avoided Shen Ning and her mother-in-law when they saw them come in. However, Jia Dairu was the elder and the person involved, so he couldn't avoid them. Seeing that Shen Ning was about to faint, he was afraid that something might happen, so he hurriedly comforted her, "Yes, it's okay, you'll be fine after a few days."
"It's okay, what do you mean it's okay?"
Avoiding Jia Rong's butt, Shen Ning glared at Jia Zhen fiercely, "Tell me, why did you hit him like this?"
"Yesterday he pushed Brother Rui into the ditch, and Brother Rui is still running a high fever."
When Jia Zhen said this, Jia Dairu stood aside with a sullen look on his face.
He had no way of communicating with these women who only knew how to dote on him.
Now that his son is gone, he only has one grandson, Rui'er, and he is counting on him to bring honor to the family.
"If my son hadn't gone to see Shopkeeper Chen today, he wouldn't have known about it until now."
Jia Zhen was too angry.
The brat doesn't even know how to hit people.
Can you blame him for beating him when he got such obvious evidence? As the clan leader, he often had to pretend in front of outsiders.
Grandpa Dairu is in charge of the clan school. He won't beat him now. If the old man wants to make things difficult for a ten-year-old child, it won't be too easy.
Thinking of this, Jia Zhen became tough and said, "Youshi, send mother back. This is not the place for you to come."
Isn't this where she should be?
Shen Ning panted heavily, "Normally, I shouldn't interfere with you teaching your son a lesson." Her hands were itching to move, wishing she could give this good son a slap on the spot, "But now your father is not at home, I think as a mother I can also control you."
"……Mother!"
Isn't this unreasonable?
Jia Zhen had no choice but to beg for mercy, saying, "My son taught Rong a lesson in order to bring honor to our family."
"Huh! Bring honor to the family?"
Shen Ning was about to laugh at this. Only the Jia family wanted to bring honor to their ancestors? If they didn't make their ancestors so angry that they opened the coffin and killed them, it would be because the King of Hell was stopping them.
Shaking off Jia Zhen's supporting hand, she looked at Jia Dairu, "Twelfth Uncle, I don't know why my Rong'er hit Rui'er. Please explain clearly. As long as it is his fault, I will admit it, even if he beats me to death or makes me disabled."
If it is a born bad breed, just cripple it and keep it at home.
Anyway, the Ningguo Mansion is still wealthy and powerful, and it is more than enough to support two disabled people.
If they are well taken care of, perhaps the one above them will take pity on them and let them go.
"My Rui'er has a fever since he came home, and he is too drowsy to ask any questions." Jia Dairu felt sorry for his grandson and was very impatient with Shen Ning. "Now I'm asking Jia Rong, but he won't say anything. If you can find out the answer, I'll be grateful."
Anyway, Jia Zhen didn’t ask.
Only then did he become so angry that he wanted to beat him with thirty boards.
It was a pity that before the fight really started, Jia Rong's servant sneaked out to tip off the woman.
"Rong'er..."
Shen Ning looked at Jia Rong, who was already wrapped in a cloak by the maids, and said, "Tell me, what happened? Why did you hit your cousin? Don't you know that if you do that, it might cost him his life?"
"grandmother……"
Jia Rong cried.
He didn't dare say it.
"You are so bold and unfilial. How can I protect you, your grandmother?"
When Shen Ning saw the blood on the board beside him, he felt panicky and short of breath, and his face looked extremely bad for a moment.
"Grandma, let me tell you."
Seeing his grandmother almost collapse again, Jia Rong cried out, "He called me a motherless child."
"nonsense."
Jia Dairu was furious, "Rui'er is also an orphan, how could she say that about you?"
"Woo woo, he just said it."
He didn't mention his mother, but he mentioned his grandmother.
However, Jia Rong would never say those words that were like curses in front of his grandmother, "Father, I was wrong, grandmother, my grandson was wrong, just finish the beating!" After saying this, he felt pain, fear, and grievance, and tears fell down his face.
Shen Ning: “…”
She sat on the chair that Jia Zhen brought, took a deep breath, and ignored Jia Rong who had admitted his mistake. "Are they the only two fighting? Are there others?"
Just take them all and destroy them together.
"Brother Yun from the fifth room didn't go to school today. We have sent someone to look for him."
Jia Zhen was worried that something might happen to his mother. "Mother, please have some tea first to calm down."
My mother is pregnant with my second child, and her health is not as good as it used to be.
This child came at a very bad time.
He (she) didn’t come when he (she) should have before, but now his (her) parents are old and his (her) son is twelve years old, and he (she) has come.
Jia Zhen really disliked the second son, but his mother was old and stubborn, and neither his father nor he could persuade her.
I have to have a baby, I have to have a baby, this is not good...
Jia Zhen simply couldn't bear to think about it.
His grandfather and father are both powerful men. From childhood to adulthood, he doesn't know what he would become if he hadn't had his grandmother and mother to protect him.
Now that his father has left home, his life has become better, and he can slowly take care of his mother, but who would have thought that this would happen again? "Brother Rui has Shopkeeper Chen, so he will be fine. As for Brother Rong, I just want to teach him a lesson. Don't worry, it's just a superficial wound."
Jia Dairu: “…”
He clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves again and again, finally suppressing his surging emotions.
"Shut up."
Shen Ning glanced at Jia Dairu, "Where is the boy who accompanied Rong to school?"
She remembered who Jia Yun was.
He is a rare wise man in the Jia family, responsible and willing to do things down to earth.
"Brother is making trouble at school, why don't they try to stop him? There's no rush for Brother Yun, let's interrogate them first."
(End of this chapter)
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