Red Mansion: My comprehension is beyond belief, and I have established the Immortal Dynasty!

In the afternoon, the sun was blazing. In the empty martial arts arena, the children of the Jia family were dressed in black warrior uniforms made of linen, thick-soled cloth shoes, and had taken off all the jade pendants, gold locks and other ornaments on their bodies. They stood in two rows.

"What? Not used to it?"

"Do you want me to prepare some silk clothes for you?"

"Ask a few more prostitutes to sing here."

Facing the crowd, Jia Xuan put his hands behind his back and said indifferently

"Dare not!"

All the children of the Jia family straightened up in a hurry, not caring about the discomfort caused by the rough linen rubbing against their skin.

Are you kidding!

Zhou Rui, the maid of Wang Furen in Rongguo Mansion, was hung alive under the archway and whipped a hundred times for just saying that the East Mansion cannot control the West Mansion. His corpse was unrecognizable. Who dares not to be in awe of the young man in front of them?

"It is now 15:00. Everyone, run around the martial arts arena. No one is allowed to stop without my order."

"Start!"

Jia Xuan shouted coldly

"Yes!!!"

All the Jia family disciples started running around the circular martial arts arena. The elders such as Jia Yun, Jia Qiang, Jia Rui, and Jia Chi were at the front, while the younger ones such as Jia Huan, Jia Cong, Jia Jun, Jia Zhi, and Jia Lan were always at the tail.

As time went on, the scorching sun shone on the black clothes, absorbing heat. Everyone was sweating profusely, and their faces were flushed. Jia Yun and others were even ahead of Jia Huan and others by at least three laps. Especially Jia Lan, who had short legs, was so tired that he was staring at his eyes.

""No! I can't do it anymore!"

Jia Rui lay on the ground panting, not wanting to continue running.

The others were somewhat tempted, but still hampered by Jia Xuan's power, they could only continue running with their legs as heavy as lead.

"hehe!"

"Bring me my bow!"

Seeing this, Jia Xuan's eyes flashed with a fierce look.

Among all the people, Jia Rui was the most unpresentable. He was the eldest grandson of Jia Dairu, the head of the Jia family's charity school. His parents died when he was young. He was greedy and had no manners. He always used his power for personal gain in the school and extorted the students to invite him. Later, he helped Xue Pan to get some money, wine and meat, and let Xue Pan run rampant.

In the original novel, when the Ning Mansion celebrated Jia Jing's birthday banquet, Jia Rui met Feng Jie and was unwilling to return. That's why he died in the love trap designed by Wang Xifeng.

If such a waste is not eliminated with perseverance, how can the Jia family have a new spring?

""Master!"

Du Bai handed over a ten-stone bow and a pot of goose-feather arrows.

""Swish!!!"

In an instant, Jia Xuan bent his bow and drew his arrow, making a full moon shape. A whistling sound resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and everyone was shocked.

"Ah?!"

Accompanied by Jia Rui's wailing screams, everyone saw that two feather arrows had pierced Jia Rui's thighs and were firmly stuck in the compacted soil. Blood flowed down and soaked the surrounding soil. It was extremely enchanting and frightening.

"Since you don't want to run, you don't need to walk from now on"

"The visitor, in the name of Ningguo Mansion, gave Jia Dairu fifty taels of silver."

"The Jia family in Beijing expelled Jia Dairu from their branch and sent him back to his hometown in Jinling, with no further connection."

Jia Xuan's cold and emotionless voice rang out throughout the audience, and all the Jia family members were horrified when they heard it.

Fifty taels is a lot for ordinary people, and it is enough to buy fifteen acres of top-quality irrigated land in the south of the Yangtze River. However, Jia Dairu is only seventy years old and is just a student. He only has a subsidy of six dou of rice from the imperial court every month. Before that, he relied on his position in the Jia family school to barely supplement his family income.

Once he loses this amulet of the Jia family and is sent back to his hometown, plus Jia Rui, whose legs are already disabled, the rest of his life will be difficult!

"Yes."

Two knives-wielding attendants dragged Jia Rui away from the martial arts arena, leaving two bloody trails on the ground.

"Keep running!"

Jia Yun in the crowd growled and started running first.

The others slowly came back to their senses and followed him, running around the martial arts arena again, without any of the slowness they had before.

The martial arts arena of Ningguo Mansion itself is not small, about fifty acres, and on weekdays you can even ride a horse for a while.

After the reconstruction, it was divided into four parts.

One part was a martial arts hall dormitory and classroom consisting of several brick and tile buildings, one was a shooting range for practicing archery, one was a horse farm connected to a stable, and then the original martial arts arena, a circular low platform area formed by flat rammed earth, with swords, spears, and halberds placed on the edge.

This lap was equivalent to 1,200 meters, and the youngest of the Jia family had run at least eight laps, and they were still going. Everyone was on the verge of their limit.

""Huff! Huff!"

The rapid panting sound resounded throughout the martial arts arena. Jia Yun and the others felt that their sister-in-law was smoking, her legs were trembling, and her whole body was wet as if she had been fished out of the water.

Their eyes were full of blood, and even their lips had been bitten. The smell of blood spread through their mouths, awakening the bloodiness that had long been lost. It was the primitive instinct of a beast, fierce and brave.

""Woo!!!"

The female members of the Jia family who had just arrived at the martial arts arena all covered their mouths with their hands when they saw this, and their beautiful eyes showed disbelief.

The spoiled children of the Jia family were now like hungry wolves hunting on the grassland, exhausted to the extreme, with fierce eyes. Are they still the children of the two Jia families?

""Lan'er!"

Li Wan, who came with Lin Daiyu and Xichun, saw Jia Lan hanging at the end and couldn't help calling out.

She was born in a family of famous officials in Jinling. The children in her family have always studied literature. How could they know the pain of practicing martial arts? Today, she saw such a scene for the first time and it was shocking!

She married Jia Zhu, the eldest son of Rongguo Mansion, when she was a teenager. She lost her husband before she was 20 and became a widow. Her only hope was her son Jia Lan. Seeing Jia Lan on the field like an unconscious zombie, he only knew to continue running forward dully, his steps were heavy as if there were shackles of ten thousand pounds. Li Wan's heart was tightly gripped.

"Huan Ge'er, you are a maggoty evildoer, a seed without luck."

"Let's go home, please!!!"

A beautiful woman sobbed, tears streaming down her face, soaking her powder. It was Aunt Zhao.

""Brother Cong!"

Wang Xifeng saw Jia Cong standing with Jia Huan and Jia Lan.

This illegitimate son of the eldest son of Rongguo Mansion was usually treated harshly by his stepmother, and his body was as thin as a kitten. But now he was gritting his teeth and persisting. Why?

""Back off!"

The sword-wielding attendants standing outside shouted coldly at all the female members of the Jia family to retreat, not letting them approach at all. They could only stand outside and watch from a distance.

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