A son-in-law like Xue Baiqiao, his father is Marquis Ning, the emperor's little friend, and the eldest brother inherits the title, but he was given another title soon after he was born, and now he is a double marquis, which can be called a winner in life, but it also makes Xia Shijie like him, a person who strives to sit firmly in the position of the eldest son, quite disdainful.

But no one thought that the prodigal son said that the prodigal son would turn back, and in the second year of entering the country, he has been ranked in the top ten, sometimes a little serious, and he can get the top of the list, the bow and horse are skillful, the literary talent is outstanding, and he is deeply favored by the emperor, which makes them conscientious every day, and they dare not have a point of indulgence.

Especially since this special example, his father thinks that the little son of the Ninghou family is the best son in the world, and his own son is all straw, so he will take it out and talk about it at every turn.

Compare him to a gentleman, does he really have a face?

"Who is the Red Dust Girl? What are you? It's better not to daydream, people just like me, and they can't look down on you! ”

Xia Shijie: "......"

That little girl...... Isn't it just the daughter of the Xia family who is outcast, is it still a rare treasure?

It's a pity, before Xia Shi's voice was spoken, Xue Baiqiao didn't bother to pay attention to him, jumped to the opposite side, grabbed an old man's arm, and said loudly: "I forgot, old man Wang, tell me what's going on?" Why is there such a bunch of ...... in a small county town? This comes? ”

The old man smiled: "What this and that, everyone is a serious scholar, most of them are from Hanlin, and some people have been pavilion elders, please be cautious." ”

This old man has a childish face, his snow-white long eyebrows are very soft, and his eyebrows are kind, which makes people feel a lot more settled when they see it.

"It's not a big deal, there was an accident in Yanshan Academy last year, and there is a shortage of husbands, so it's just a matter of hiring a new gentleman this year."

The little marquis didn't say anything, and lay on the table thoughtfully.

However, no matter whether there are unknown secrets here, it has nothing to do with Hongchen, at most, her teahouse has a good start, and it is conceivable that business will be prosperous for a long time in the future.

The teahouse is not better than the restaurant, it is the elegant place, and it is a bookstore, the guests are mostly literati and scholars, naturally there are rules, there is no need to stare at Hongchen all day, she sent a few good friends at home, heavyweight guests away, turned back to the backyard, and sat down to drink tea with a book in peace.

When the guests came, they were tired, a cup of fragrant tea and two books, their spirits were soothed, and their fatigue disappeared, and most of them had a good impression of this small teahouse bookstore, and they were relieved to be from other places.

Although I was determined to make a trip, I was worried that it would be a vulgar place and that it would be too boring.

I didn't think about it, but now when I first came, I found that I could find a lone good book that is rare on weekdays, and it was not in vain.

Xia Shijie sat for a while, straightened his clothes, pressed the silver ticket in his sleeve, thought about it, and added five more, all of which were one hundred taels, adding up to a total of one thousand taels.

Don't think he has a lot of money, he is an adult, and he has a lot of contacts on weekdays, so he can naturally call the money, but if he uses more than 100 taels at a time, he has to return it to his mother, he just doesn't return it, and the housekeeper won't hide it from him.

The son-in-law of a large family has a stricter family education, and it is impossible to spend it at will, at least those who spend a lot of money for a famous prostitute in a green house rarely appear in them, unless they can make money.

The little guy was startled: "Son, what are you going to do?" ”

Xia Shijie sneered: "Don't be nosy, and besides, control your mouth." ”

Before the words fell, he strode in the direction of Hongchen's walk and walked towards the backyard, and his little servant hurriedly followed.

The kitten and the fox were greeting the guests, and the host had instructed that the door between the front and back yards was locked, and the guests would not break in by mistake, so they didn't need to worry about it, and they didn't pay much attention to it when they saw someone walking in that direction.

Xia Shijie went all the way unimpeded and found the gate of the courtyard.

It was just a very ordinary wooden door, surrounded by vines and dotted with small pink flowers, and a breath of fragrance was delicious.

The door is closed, and there are two door gods in the shape of tiger generals, and a long wooden plank, in addition to some mysterious runes, there are also a few strong and powerful characters written - the evil charm is here, the night is small to retreat, the evil guest stops, the uninvited guest enters this door, there is a seat in hell, don't say it is unpredictable.

Xia Shijie frowned and said coldly: "It's really unruly!" ”

The little girl stared at the word, full of joy: "The eldest lady's handwriting is really good, and the Fu is also well drawn, I think it is more exquisite than Zhao Tianshi's drawing." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the unpleasant master, "Son, the eldest lady lives alone in a room, so she must be more careful, and it is normal to be reluctant to let others in." ”

Xia Shijie kicked him lightly, pushed the person aside, first banged on the door a few times, and waited for a while, but there was no movement inside.

When it came to the little fox, he was standing not far behind him with a plate in one hand, and said softly: "Guest, you can't enter inside, if you need anything, please just ask the small one." ”

He ignored it.

The little fox was helpless, remembering his little master's instructions, he didn't care about it, turned his head and continued to greet other guests, so he didn't see Xia Shijie take out his sleeve knife casually, poke and pry, and under the stunned gaze of his little girl, he pried open the door of the little girl's house and strode in.

The two door gods posted on the door panel blew in the wind, so that they seemed to be furious, and they glared angrily.

"I'm really here to stir up trouble, I'm really here to stir up trouble...... Patriarch, you must believe that I have been wronged! ”

The little guy wanted to cry without tears, he guessed that his son-in-law received the news and came to Qixian in front of the young master Shifeng, he must not have a good heart, but he really didn't expect that the son-in-law would be so rude, and he didn't know how much punishment he would have to suffer after going back.

Hongchen is drinking tea and eating snacks.

Ping An is still small, add a little goat's milk to the small plate, let it lick and drink slowly, Lao Ginseng squatted on the side, probed his brain from time to time, stroked his beard and smiled: "Someone is coming." ”

Villain!

The surrounding flowers and trees wave their branches.

Hongchen smiled, always thinking that everyone in the garden was very cute.

When Xia Shijie came in, the first thing he saw was a smiling little beauty, his eyes flashed, his throat was a little dry for a moment, and he was a little awkward, but he still walked over generously and walked to Hongchen and stood still.

"Are you Jiang Erya?"

Hongchen glanced up at him, didn't nod, didn't shake his head, stuffed a snack on his own, and then said, "Do you see the sign on the door of my house?" ”

Xia Shijie sneered, quite impatient, as if he had no interest in answering this kind of question, deliberately kept a straight face, and the cold aura in his eyes was overflowing, even those noble sons in Beijing were afraid of his oppressive gaze.

After a while, he said coldly: "My Xia Shijie has never liked to go around the bend, our Xia family in the capital has been inherited for nearly a thousand years, and every disciple accepted must be carefully selected. ”