After hearing my inner thoughts, the ancestors in the Dream of the Red Chamber went berserk.

Chapter 32: Classes begin; Jia Daihua vomits blood.

On the very first day, Jia Hu felt mentally exhausted. With memories of his previous life, learning was much easier for him, but when he practiced calligraphy and saw the sorrowful look on his teacher's face, he felt like crying.

At home, Jia Zhen's father was strict, but his tutor wasn't. He always found ways to slack off. Here, however, a single glance from the tutor was enough to silence him. The three children were at different levels and learning different things. Jia Zhu studied in a separate room, while he studied with his older brother, Hu. Their tutor was very strict; he only dared to relax after the tutor finished explaining something and he was told to do it himself. The morning's lessons had left him exhausted. When he heard his older brother, Hu, say he was too tired, he sat up abruptly and said:

"Brother Hu, you're tired, but I'm the one who's tired. Every time you finish a task, Master glares at me. I feel like I'm being glared through!"

Looking at Jia Zhen's accusing eyes, Jia Hu innocently touched his nose and thought, "I thought I was already a bad student, but it turns out you're an even worse one!"

Little Jia Zhu came bouncing over, and seeing how happy he was, Jia Zhen hugged him tightly and pretended to cry:

"No, no, I have to study with little Pearl!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he received a slap on the bottom. He released Jia Zhu and was about to jump up and yell at whoever dared to hit him when he saw it was his grandfather. He immediately became obedient and said, "Grandfather, why are you back!"

Jia Daihua's holiday is over, and he officially went to report for duty today.

Worried about his grandson's first day of school at Rongguo Mansion, he came back to check on him during lunchtime. He found his grandson crying and kicked Jia Zhen in the buttocks.

"What are you howling about!"

Jia Zhen's obedient and clever reply:

"Grandfather, I've finished my class and I'm playing here. I've been very good today. You can ask Brother Hu if you don't believe me."

Seeing Jia Zhen's pleading look, Jia Hu smiled and said, "Yes, Grandfather, we were just joking."

He thought to himself, "How did such a cute little Jia Zhen turn into that big piece of trash?" Some people have commented that Jia Zhen is dissolute and lacks respect for social norms and etiquette, and he agrees with that assessment.

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhen's face turned terrified. "My God, Brother Hu, please stop! I'm going to die!"

Jia Zhu was astonished to see that Brother Hu could make sounds without speaking. He only understood that Brother Zhen had become trash. Jia Daihua's face turned as black as ink, but he had to hold back his anger. Jia Daishan had just arrived when he heard this and thought that it was no wonder that neither of the two families had a good ending.

Jia Hu stroked his chin and thought that Jia Zhen's current state was largely due to his uncle Jia Jing. Jia Jing had become a monk at a young age, and Jia Zhen's wife, You Shi, was timid and weak, and dared not discipline Jia Zhen at all. Jia Zhen was so old, yet he had such great power and no one to discipline him or teach him manners. He was simply indulging in those dirty things. Therefore, he had to keep a close eye on his uncle Jing and prevent him from becoming a monk.

They kept a close eye on Jia Zhen, making him study hard, understand etiquette and shame, and prevent him from turning Ningguo Mansion into a place of incestuous relationships. Only the two stone lions in front of the gate represented a clean Ningguo Mansion. In the end, Jia Zhen was even exiled to the coastal region.

Upon hearing this, Jia Daihua swayed, almost fainting.

Jia Daishan quickly stepped forward to help his elder brother up, and said:

"You must be hungry, let's go eat."

The world is vast, but eating is the most important thing. Jia Zhu didn't notice Jia Daihua's situation at all. With a cheer, he grabbed Jia Hu and Jia Zhen and was about to rush out.

Seeing his grandfather unable to stand, and hearing what Brother Hu said, Jia Zhen wanted to cry but dared not. He could only cautiously step forward and grab the corner of Jia Daihua's clothes.

Jia Hu also realized that something was wrong with Jia Daihua and quickly asked:

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Jia Daihua remained calm and composed, trying his best to suppress his emotions as he spoke:

"Grandfather, it's nothing, I'm just too tired. I'll be fine after a rest. Why don't you take your two younger brothers to eat?"

After saying that, he patted Jia Zhen's head, signaling him to come along.

Jia Hu glanced at his grandfather, then obediently led his two younger brothers away.

As soon as they stepped outside, Jia Daihua couldn't help but vomit blood. Jia Daishan was terrified and quickly helped Jia Daihua sit down. He then wanted to send someone to fetch the imperial physician, but Jia Daihua held onto Jia Daishan tightly, refusing to let him go. Jia Daishan had no choice but to pat his elder brother's back and say:

"Brother, nothing has happened yet and Zhen'er is still young. You must take good care of yourself."

Jia Daihua, unable to hold back his tears, said:

"Daishan, is it because I committed too many murders that Heaven is punishing me? How could my descendants have ended up doing such things and suffering such a fate? It's truly a sin!"

Seeing his usually fearless brother weeping uncontrollably, Jia Daishan couldn't help but shed tears as well.

"Brother, it's a good thing we know this beforehand, since it hasn't happened yet; it can be changed."

"Did you see that? He said that from now on, only the two stone lions in front of my Ningguo Mansion will be clean. He even said that the incestuous ones are incestuous!"

At this point, Jia Daihua coughed violently, almost spitting out blood again.

Jia Daishan quickly advised, "Brother, now that we know, we should try to change things. If you give up now, wouldn't that be letting things happen?"

Jia Daihua steadied himself and said, "I can't fall down yet, and I won't just fall down like this. Bring me a pot of tea."

Jia Daishan quickly poured tea, and Jia Daihua picked up the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, then slammed the teacup down and said:

"I've lost my mind. I should kill these two wicked creatures now, then everything will be clean."

Looking at his pale-faced elder brother, Jia Daishan could only say:

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Big brother, don't get agitated. Let's see if we can teach them well first. If we can't, I'll beat them to death for you."

Jia Daihua called out through the door, "Go to that courtyard and call Jia Jing over."

Upon hearing this, the servant outside the door hurriedly went to the Ningguo Mansion to invite Master Jing.

Jia Jing was already a Xiucai (a successful candidate in the county-level imperial examinations), and he was about to take the provincial-level examinations next year. He was studying diligently at home when he heard that someone from the Rongguo Mansion had come to invite him over. He thought that his son Jia Zhen had done something, so he quickly packed his things and went over.

Upon arriving at Rika-in, he entered the house and saw his father there. After bowing, he asked:

"Father, what mistake has Zhen'er made?"

Just as Jia Daihua regained his composure, he immediately stood up and kicked Jia Jing.

Jia Jing was stunned by the sudden turn of events and didn't know how to dodge, so he took the kick and was kicked to the ground.

Jia Daishan quickly pulled Jia Daihua aside and said:

"Brother, let's talk this out instead of resorting to violence."

Ignoring his pain, Jia Jing quickly knelt down and asked:

"Father, why have you gone to such lengths? What have I done wrong?"

Jia Daihua, panting heavily, said:

"You did nothing wrong, it's your father's fault. I shouldn't have given birth to you!"