Chapter 39: Heritage
Li Kun paid attention to the world's famous generals, and naturally knew that Rong Zhao used a spear, and immediately had a plan in his heart.
Xia Wanhua stood up and bowed to Li Kun. "Wanhua is here to thank Kun Lao!"
Rong Zhao also hurriedly got up and bowed with Xia Wanhua.
Li Kun laughed and helped the two of them up.
"I think I, Li, have been in seclusion for many years, and it is also an honor to be able to build weapons for today's famous generals!"
"Kun Lao, it should be the honor of the younger generation." Rong Zhao is also humble, which makes Xia Wanhua happy, at least Rong Zhao is not a person with empty eyes.
Whether it is true humility or false humility, at least it can hold people's hearts. There are so many families in Kunze City, and it is not easy to win them over.
When he came out of Li's house and got into the carriage, Rong Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
"This Kunze City is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! Who would have thought that this inconspicuous alley would be inhabited by soldiers! Wanhua, how did you get acquainted with these people? β
The corners of Xia Wanhua's lips were slightly raised, and she replied lightly. "He served under my father, the King."
"King Chun is also powerful!" Rong Zhao couldn't help but imagine the appearance of King Chun in his heart.
"I haven't met my father, and I don't know if he's great. But I look like him, and my personality is like my mother's concubine. Xia Wanhua replied lightly.
"You do look like your mother." Rong Zhao replied casually.
"What do you mean?"
An eye knife flew in.
Seeing this, Rong Zhao lifted the curtain and looked out. "There are those who sell pistachios. Stop the car! β
After saying that, he jumped out of the carriage and fled the scene of the crime.
Come to the vendor next to you. "Weigh the pistachios." With that, he waved at one of the guards. "Checkout! Then ask your son-in-law for money! β
"Fourth son, you are a bad villain! It's an honor for the villain to follow you! What is this pistachio? The guard was busy paying the bill.
Rong Zhao smiled and knocked the guard's head with his backhand. "The little mouth is really good at talking! Follow me in the future! But I'm poor! You have to help me ask your son-in-law for more money, so I can afford to support you!" β
The guard grinned and put the pistachio into Rong Zhao's hand.
"The money is ready." Yufu got out of the carriage and took out the broken silver and stuffed it into the guard. She looked at Rong Zhao again, with a small face and a serious face. "Fourth son, you can't say that about my son-in-law. Although you are a guest, my son-in-law has not treated you badly. The degree of food and clothing is carefully not mentioned, if you are short of silver, just open your mouth. Is my son-in-law the stingy one? How can you be reduced to the little money that picks the guards? β
"My little aunt, you are truly a protector! Jokes, don't take it seriously! Rong Zhao reached out and rubbed Yufu's little head. People are not big, but they can pretend to be things in their hearts. In the future, I will pay attention when I speak, and I will definitely pay attention! β
Yufu pushed Rong Zhao's hand away. "Fourth son, pay attention to the difference between men and women! Although the maid is only thirteen years old, she is also a girl's family! β
"Yes, yes, yes! You're a girl! Rong Zhao sighed. If I had started a family earlier, I guess my children would have grown so old! β
"Fourth son!" Yufu was so angry that she stomped her foot, snatched the bag of pistachio and got into the carriage.
Rong Zhao and the guard smiled at each other, and got into the carriage again. As the carriage departed, a pair of hot eyes were glued to the carriage.
In the carriage, Xia Wanhua broke a pistachio and handed it to Rong Zhao.
"You can, too! and slandered me on the streets. Do you want the world to know that I slammed the door in the summer evening? β
Rong Zhao leaned lazily on the cushion, and the fox looked at Xia Wanhua with his eyes, and his bright eyes were full of style. Xia Wanhua really wanted to shout "stunner", but she was afraid that Rong Zhao would hold a grudge, so she held back.
"It is true that the master and the servant are of one heart and one mind. I just said it in passing, and I took it seriously. β
Rong Zhao threw the pistachio into his mouth, and deliberately raised his eyebrows at Xia Wanhua.
Xia Wanhua rolled her eyes unceremoniously, grabbed a handful of pistachio and threw it over.
This is good, Rong Zhao simply lay down, leaned his head against the carport, his legs drooped under the saddle, and picked up the pistachio in his arms very casually and broke it to eat, and by the way, put the broken one into Xia Wanhua's hands.
"I'll pay attention to it in the future. I'm going to take care of my. β
"I'm not angry. Am I so careful? Xia Wanhua looked at him sideways. I don't know what to say to you. This Kunze City may not be the same as the Peace City. There are regional differences in lifestyles, the way people get along with each other. You can take your time. Also, sitting and sitting, don't the four sons of the Rong family even understand basic etiquette? β
Xia Wanhua just wanted to remind Rong Zhao. She found that Rong Zhao and Yang Shu were a little similar, and their temperament was a little out of bounds. This kind of personality has both advantages and disadvantages for Rong Zhao. But thinking about the scene when he met Rong Zhao at the Xu family, Xia Wanhua felt that Rong Zhao was not simple, not as free and easy as he saw on the surface, his mind was hidden very deeply, and he couldn't guess it.
"No one else. I'm more comfortable being real in front of you. You said that you have been away from Kunze City for so long, are you still used to the current Kunze City? Rong Zhao thought about it carefully, Xia Wanhua's words were indeed reasonable. Heijo belongs to the northern land, and although the folk customs are strong, they are very open. He only felt a little depressed all the way to the south, not to mention the rules, and felt that the people in the south lived very "reservedly" and a little tired.
"I'm growing, and Kunze City is also growing, so we can only adapt to each other."
"Adapting to each other?" Rong Zhao smiled and didn't say anything more.
The carriage did not go back to Xia Mansion and went directly to Dongcheng. Dongcheng used to be a gathering place for serious royal families and nobles. However, after the coup d'Γ©tat, it has become the Shura Domain. All the descendants of the Shen family were killed, and the smell of blood did not dissipate for several days, and even attracted many birds to forage for food.
Compared with the current East City and the West City, it is extremely decadent. For a long time, the courtyard wall bears the traces of time, and there are few people on the street, and there are not a few shops open for business.
The carriage came to the door of a large mansion.
Rong Zhao got out of the carriage first, and glanced at the plaque of "Han Mansion" on the door, the handwriting was dignified and elegant, with a faint solemnity. Rong Zhao retracted his gaze, turned around, stretched out his hand and hugged Xia Wanhua and got out of the carriage.
When the concierge saw Xia Wanhua get out of the car, he immediately greeted him.
"Childe, Shoudong has asked you for peace."
Xia Wanhua stood firm and looked at the waiter carefully. "You are the person next to Han Qian."
"Thanks to Gongzi still remembering Shoudong, Gongzi Jin'an. My eldest son asked the villain to welcome the son here. Shoudong asked Xia Wanhua again, and secretly glanced at Rong Zhao by the way.
This is that Rongshiro? Beautiful, demonic, heroic, and different! Shiro vs. Shiro, it seems that Shiro of his own family has met a strong enemy.
Xia Wanhua said "um", put her hand in Rong Zhao's hand, and helped Rong Zhao limp forward. "Let's go inside."