Looking through the five rabbits and two deer in the pouch, Jia Jing sighed.

Perhaps, a person's talent is really limited, and his talent lies in reading, and together with martial arts, he is just a middle-of-the-road person.

Fortunately, he is good at military books.

Jia Daihua felt that although he did not accomplish much in the field of charge, he was also unambiguous in leading troops in battle.

So, there is no compulsion.

Before that, Jia Jing also felt that what his father said was very reasonable.

After all, didn’t Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, say many years ago—one man’s enemy is not enough to learn, and ten thousand people can learn to be an enemy!

He is familiar with military books, and when he goes to the battlefield in the future, he will combine it with actual combat. He has mastered the art of war and is good at arranging troops.

But this hunt has dealt him a big blow.

In the beginning, the sage shot two geese with one arrow. After all, the sage has been on the battlefield, so he is naturally incomparable.

However, even Hou Bin, who is only 15 years old, is better than him, isn't that too much?

He even began to doubt that with his strength, if he went to the battlefield in the future, would he really have a chance to live until the day he mastered the art of war?

"Master, drink some water." Zhang Gui held the water bag and handed it to Jia Jing who was sitting against a big locust tree, looking at him worriedly.

Jia Jing sighed, took two gulps from the water bag, and suddenly asked: "Zhang Gui, do you think it's pretty useless?"

Zhang Gui hurriedly said: "My uncle is always the most powerful in my heart. Not only is he capable of both civil and military skills, he is also easy-going. There is no one in our house who dissatisfies with my uncle."

The guards following him echoed one after another, finally comforting Jia Jing a bit.

——Not to mention anything else, at least in this life, he has been quite effective in managing the family.

Although his parents are still alive, he doesn't have much room to speak, but his mother loves him, and his father intends to train him, so many of his measures have been implemented smoothly.

He remembered that in his previous life, even if he lived in a Taoist temple, he also heard about the second masters of the Jia family's two mansions.

Although he was annoyed at that time, but his superiors were watching him closely, he could only act as if he didn't know, and acted as if he didn't care about worldly affairs.

The group rested for a while, and Jia Jing got on his horse again: "Let's go, continue."

Zheng Zhong, the leader of the guards, was hesitant to speak, but when Zhang Gui saw this, he gave him winks and motioned him to speak quickly.

Zheng Zhongmo lingered and persuaded: "Master, it's a common practice for the master to hunt and his servants to help. It's the same in every house. Let the younger ones do it together!"

The more he talked to the end, the more confident he became, and the other guards also echoed:

"That's right, sir, it's all like this."

"That's right. Brother Hou, if it wasn't for the help of the people below, how could he hunt foxes? Foxes are the most cunning thing."

"........."

Everyone talked about it, Zhang Gui saw that Jia Jing's face was loose, and said: "Before the uncle came, he boasted in front of the wife, and he wanted to hunt some fox furs for the wife to make a cloak."

In fact, Jia Jing had already figured it out, and after being persuaded by them, he readily agreed.

Therefore, this afternoon, Jia Jing received ten times more goods than in the morning.

This does not exclude Jia Jing's experience of learning to find prey with these guards, as well as the time wasted in setting traps.

In the evening, when the group returned to the camp, Jia Jing was still sighing: "It turns out that there are so many ways to hunt. Live and learn, the ancients will never deceive me!"

Zheng Zhong smiled and said: "When I was young, I went to the battlefield with my master. The army had enough food and grass, and there was not much oil and water. If you want to eat meat and fight teeth, you have to think of your own way. If you fight too much, you will gone."

Jia Jing nodded and said, "What makes perfect."

When they returned, one campfire after another had already been lit in the camp. His father Jia Daihua and uncle Jia Daishan were all around the biggest one, guarding the current day.

Jia Jing took a closer look, his uncle Jia Daishan was actually sitting on both sides of the saint with the crown prince on the left and one on the right, and instead pushed the princes outside.

Relatively speaking, his father was much more low-key, sitting beside the Seventh Prince.The Seventh Prince was talking to his father with a smile on his face.

Although Jia Daihua is a rough general, he knows the current affairs the most.Even if he didn't mean to take refuge with the Seventh Prince, he wouldn't openly refute his face.

Probably also for this reason, in front of saints, Jia Daihua is far less favored than Jia Daishan.

Since the old Rong Guogong Jia Yuan passed away five years ago, Jia Daishan has indeed inherited the title of Rong Guogong from the original noble.

Not only that, but within two years, Jia Daihua was transferred to the Ministry of War as a servant, and the vacant position of the leader of the Wucheng soldiers and horses was also given to Jia Daishan by the sage.

Regarding this, Jia Daihua just sighed, then let go and devoted himself to working in the Ministry of War.

Mrs. Xu complained a few words, saying that Xifu was not kind or something, and she was also reprimanded by Jia Daihua.

Jia Daihua also warned him in private: "One family has one surname, one clan and one clan, one is prosperous and all is prosperous, and one is all bad. You have to understand this truth, don't learn from your mother, who has long hair and short knowledge."

Jia Jing naturally understood this truth.

But he wasn't sure, did the uncle and aunt of Xifu understand?

He thought about it this way, and asked the same question: "It's natural for a child to understand the truth, but there is one thing that I really don't understand."

"What's the matter?" Jia Daihua signaled him but it's okay.

Jia Jing made a look of resentment: "Since it is a family, uncle took over as the admiral of the Nine Gates, and it was just a change of left hand and right hand. Why should the uncle and aunt of the West Mansion celebrate with great fanfare and let mother Can't come to the stage?"

Jia Daihua's complexion changed: "Is there such a thing?"

Obviously, Xu didn't tell him about it at all.

Jia Jing naturally knew about it, but now he showed surprise: "Did the wife not tell the master?"

In the past few years, Jia Daihua's health has not been very good. In the West Mansion, Mrs. Sun became a little confused when he was getting old, and he handed over everything to Mrs. Shi.

As for Shi Shi, if you want to talk about the ability to run the family, he is naturally not lacking, but his eyelids are really shallow, and he always looks down on Xu Shi, a poor girl, because he is born as a lady of the Houfu.

And Mrs. Xu was always concerned about Jia Daihua's body, and knew that he only wanted to unite the two houses. Many times, when she was angry with Mrs. Shi, she never showed it in front of her husband.

This time, it was because Shi's eating was too ugly that Xu finally couldn't bear to show his whereabouts in front of Jia Daihua.

But when she saw Jia Daihua coughing in anger, she quickly stopped her breath, regretting her slip of the tongue.

In her opinion, it's okay for her to be angry, as long as the master and her son are good, why can't she bear it?

But she can bear it, but Jia Jing, who is a son of man, cannot.

At this time in his previous life, Jia Jing was still preoccupied with studying and preparing for the imperial examinations, almost keeping his ears to the outside world.

He also didn't know anything about what happened to his mother, and he felt that the two governments were just like his father said, they supported each other and were connected with each other.

When he woke up later and realized that the East and West Mansions had unknowingly respected the West Mansion, it was already too late to bring it back.

Most of the Jia family's contacts have been gathered by the West Mansion.

In the end, Jia Jing and Jia Zhen, the patriarchs of the two generations, were actually forced to look at an old lady of the Shi family.

You know, apart from her seniority, the Shi family is not a clan wife.

If it is true that in terms of status, Jia Zhen's successor Youshi should be ranked above Shishi.

It was better when Jia Jing was there, and he was able to suppress Shi Shi by one or two means.

When Jia Jing became a monk and made a yellow crown, and Jia Zhen took over the Ningguo Mansion, she almost became Shi's puppet and was at her mercy.

At that time, Jia Jing thought with all his heart that it would be enough to leave a bloodline for Dongfu, and he didn't dare to ask for more.

However, in the end it was a bamboo basket to fetch water, all in vain.

Starting over again in this life, Jia Jing gradually developed his network with the help of the few people Jia Daihua gave him at the beginning.

Among other things, at least there is a disturbance in the entire Ningguo Mansion, and Jia Jing has a clear mind.

Therefore, Xu's private complaints with his mother-in-law and maidservants soon reached his ears.

Jia Jing sneered again and again.

——His father Jia Daihua foolishly regarded Jia Daishan as a brother, and it was absolutely interesting not to tell him his heart and soul.

But in Jia Daishan's heart, he might not know what he was thinking.

He couldn't believe that if Jia Dai's good words and deeds did not reveal anything on weekdays, then Shi Shi would dare to be so bold and provoke Xu Shi who is the clan's wife time and time again.

It's not that he doesn't feel sorry for his father, but he really doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of his previous life.

Jia Daihua and Xu's family are young couples with deep feelings. Although they have raised several concubines, they have never been taken seriously by him, let alone taken to heart.

In these years, Mrs. Xu followed him. Although he enjoyed the glory and wealth, he also suffered a lot, and he saw it all.

Therefore, even though he often complained about Xu's long hair and short-sightedness, he was determined not to allow others to look down upon her.

Of course, with Jia Daihua's status in the court, few people would dare to embarrass Mrs. Xu face to face.

But he never thought that in his own family, Mrs. Xu would be angry with his younger brother and daughter-in-law.

Now that he said one thing, Jia Jing picked out several ugly retellings and gave them to Jia Daihua. At the end, he frowned and added: "I don't know, is this just what Auntie meant, or..."

Under Jia Daihua's sharp gaze, he tactfully did not continue, but the meaning he wanted to express had already been expressed clearly, so he naturally accepted it as soon as he saw it.

Jia Daihua took a few breaths, and turned to scold him: "You are a big man, what are you doing even with these backyard things?"

Jia Jing, however, was no longer afraid of him, and argued with reason: "If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world? Didn't the sages also say that only by cultivating one's morals and keeping one's family in order can one govern the country and bring peace to the world."

Jia Daihua looked at him with a strange look, both regretful and disgusted: "You have such a brain, it's a pity not to study."

Jia Jing: "..."

——Don't think that I can't tell, you are disliking me for my lack of talent in martial arts.

Hmph, if you don't have it, you don't have it. In this life, he, Jia Jing, will be on par with martial arts!

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