When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"Come on, let's practice. I'm afraid we will have to fight this time, so let's practice first." Ning Hanmo changed his clothes, but they were still coarse cloth. He didn't know when he started to get used to coarse cloth.

At the beginning, it felt rough and uncomfortable on my skin, but slowly I got used to it and it absorbs sweat and is breathable, so it’s not a bad thing.

"Come." Ning Qiancheng laughed.

Jia Er looked at his two brothers and said, "Come on."

Suddenly, the three young men started fighting in the training ground.

Sometimes the two of them pinned down Ning Hanmo, and sometimes they teamed up to beat Jia Chuan. In the end, somehow the fight turned into two people beating Ning Qiancheng.

Anyway, the main point is that there are no eternal teammates, but there are no eternal enemies either.

When the three men were out of strength, the three teenagers lay on the ground, breathing heavily. No one cared whether they were dirty or not. They laughed and laughed even louder.

"Jia Er, if you feel aggrieved, just fight. We can't choose what our elders do, but we can choose what we do."

"Jia Er, as long as you are here, the Jia family will be here."

Ning Hanmo was lying flat, just turned sideways and looked at Jia Er beside him.

They all saw Jia Er's emotions these days. Despite the sudden changes in his family, he did not collapse. He has become a strong man.

"I know."

Jia Er smiled gently. He always spoke little and always thought twice before acting.

Although he is Jia Er, he is the calmest person. He usually takes care of his mother at home and his brothers outside.

"Jia Er!"

At this time, Ning Qiancheng, who was always silent, called him.

Then he suddenly stood up, looked Jia Er in the eyes from top to bottom, and said, "Brothers are here."

Jia Er could see the seriousness in his eyes, as well as Boss Ning’s worry, and he understood.

"I know."

“I’m thinking about the future…”

His mother’s identity meant that he could never become an official in his life, and he couldn’t even go to the battlefield. So what could he do?

Everything now is the best result that the dean has strived for. He doesn't know where his parents are, nor does he have any news about them.

The dean once said, "No news is the best news."

When there is news, it is the final news of death.

As long as you are alive, you have faith.

"What is there to think about? What's wrong with not being able to become an official? What's wrong with not being able to go to the battlefield? Zhang Xiaosan's ambition is to be a businessman, and Han Xiaosi's ambition is to be a farmer. Aren't they also working hard?"

Ning Hanmo sat up, then looked at Jia Er and said, "My ambition is to be on the battlefield. Only if I inherit Ning Chengyan's position can I protect my mother."

"The youngest's goal is..."

Ning Hanmo looked at Ning Qiancheng, who smiled gently, "There's nothing wrong with talking about it."

"If I don't reach that position, with the tempers of my brothers, will they let me live?"

“I never had a choice.”

"Jia Er, you see, we actually have no choice, but you are the one who has a choice."

Ning Qiancheng's words were so light and clear, as if they could be blown away by a gust of wind, but this road was destined to be a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses.

He won and protected his partners for life.

He lost, and his bones were buried forever in that dark place.

It was also his least favorite place.

"Ning is the eldest, Jia is the second, and the youngest."

At this time, waves of calling came from outside.

"Zhang San, why is he here?" The three people stood up from the ground and immediately saw the tall and thin boy jogging towards them.

"Hahaha, I guessed you were here. This is from my small kitchen. It's your favorite date cake, Jia Er. Try it." Zhang San was holding the food box without saying a word of displeasure.

But Ning Qiancheng and Ning Hanmo looked at each other and looked at his school uniform that he had not had time to change out, fearing that something had happened.

"It's delicious." Jia Er nodded.

"It's not enough to just eat it. You have to try the wine. This is the wine brewed by my grandfather. I saw him burying it secretly, hehe." Han Wenjun walked in from the gate with two jars of wine in his hands.

"Good boy, why are you here too?" Zhang Cunwen asked with a smile.

"How can you come and I can't?"

Han Wenjun raised his eyebrows and looked at the people gathered together. Whether they were playboys or little monsters, they had always been themselves.

Never changed.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so close to me. We are a family."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of children from the Kang family came out, each holding something in their hands. Some held food boxes, some held cakes, and some held drinks.

It had only been less than two hours since they had parted, and they had gathered here without any prior arrangement.

"Princess, they are all back." Zi Su reported the situation and smiled helplessly.

Knowing that the academy was closed, the kids went straight into the palace through the main gate, each of them carrying something in their hands.

"Today is their day, so I won't get in the way."

"Tell the small kitchen to prepare more hot water and hangover soup."

"Tell the servants to tell each family, don't let the people in the mansion wait and worry."

Jiang Yunchu smiled gently, then turned the page of the book in his hand. These kids are really thoughtful.

There were no exquisite tables or stools. They sat on the ground on the arena. Plates of food were brought out directly and the wine was opened, with the aroma of wine filling the air.

“We’ve been through a lot, and we’re going to be through a lot more in the future.”

"Yesterday's events, today's events, and tomorrow's events all leave us speechless."

Ning Hanmo looked at everyone. He didn't expect that everyone came, not one was missing. Those caring eyes never lied.

"Thanks, Jia Er will make a note of it." Jia Chuan looked at the people around him and then drank the wine in the glass.

This was not his first time drinking, but it was the fastest time he drank. The strong aroma of the alcohol burned his throat, making him a little breathless. "Cough cough cough."

"Hahaha, Jia Er is in bad shape. He starts coughing after drinking a sip of wine. Watch out for me."

Zhang Cunwen took a sip and quickly stuck out his tongue, "Water, water, it's so spicy."

"Hahaha--"

The laughter of the crowd continued to float in this arena, where they shed sweat and tears.

No one mentioned the incident again, and no one comforted Jia Er anymore, because they knew that all they could give him was companionship, and he would still have to go through the subsequent disasters on his own.

However, they are his strength and his confidence in overcoming the tribulation.

"How much did they drink?" Jiang Yunchu received the message and looked over. Everyone was holding their hands and some had already fallen asleep.

"I didn't drink too much, but the wine might be a little strong." The only relatively sober person was Kang Ziwei.

She looked at the people on the ground, feeling a little amused and helpless.

A rare indulgence.