In his previous life, Jia Chen, as an orphan from a branch of the Jia family, froze to death in a ruined temple during a house raid.
When he opened his eyes and returned to the age of eight, he was adopted by Jia Dairu, an old man from the clan school.
Looking at the cold room in Posuan Yard and the bowl of astringent brown rice porridge, and then looking at Jia Rui, the straightforward elder brother who stood up for him but was destined to die violently in the future, Jia Chen secretly swore: In this life, he will make the same style again!
Is the direct line of the Jia family extravagant and extravagant, and regards the side branches as trivial?
Then he would pretend to be crazy and act stupid in the family science, become a "peerless pure product" that cannot be heard, and secretly refine his edge.
When everyone in the Jia family was still intoxicated and dying in the dream of burning oil,
Jia Chen has set up a letter stall at the street corner, and a piece of policy has caused a stir in the private interview today!
Connect the small and medium three yuan, directly take the big three yuan, flatten the court, and become a very popular minister!
On the day of the house raid, he was dressed in a python robe, cold-eyed and powerful as ever, and took the lonely little sister Lin into his arms.
"I, Jia Chen, will pierce this rotten Red Mansion with my own hands with every word and sword!"
