Rongning Street was already sparsely populated, but the arrival of the Xue family's group directly attracted the attention of many people.
The green shirt worn by Xue Hong, the leader, is even more conspicuous. The green shirt is generally only worn by officials of the seventh rank and above, or students who have passed the imperial examination.
And Xue Hong looked only fifteen or sixteen, not talking about officials, but it was rare in the world to say that such a person was in front of him.
Passers-by came and went and speculated which scholarly family in the capital this group of people belonged to.
After the group arrived at the Jia Mansion, they were led by servants of the Jia family and opened the corner door to lead everyone in.
When Xue Hong passed by the gate of Jia's Mansion, he glanced at the plaque on the door, which was still the plaque of the Duke of the State. Logically speaking, Rong Guogong had passed away, and Jia She could only hold the title of first-class general, but he still hung the plaque of the Duke of the State.
Plaque, I don’t know if it’s because I’m greedy for power or because I have to do it...
As soon as she entered the Rongguo Mansion, Aunt Xue was a little nervous and panicked. Although the Xue family was also a rich man in Jinling, they did not dare to violate the rules when building their house. They had their own regulations on how to enter and exit the house. How could it compare to the wealthy family of the Jia Mansion?
High loft terrace?
On the contrary, it was Xue Baochai and Xue Pan. Although they were also surprised by the magnificence of Jia's family, they did not show anything. This actually made the servants of Jia's family look at them highly.
As for Jia Hong, she was dressed in a green shirt, walked steadily, looked cool and calm, and her demeanor and extraordinary appearance made the servants of the Jia family look at her with high eyes.
Aunt Lai, who was waiting at the door, lost a lot of energy the moment she saw Xue Hong. She unconsciously lowered her status and said, "I wonder if the young master is Xue Hong, which young master is Xue Pan?"
Xue Hong smiled gently: "Junior Xue Hong, this is my younger brother Xue Pan."
Aunt Lai had a smile on her face: "I have met Master Xue Hong! Master Xue Pan. On the orders of the old lady and master, I will first take the two young masters to meet in the front hall, and then go to the back hall to visit the old lady."
Xue Hong: "Well, I'm sorry to bother you."
Xue Pan followed Xue Hong and went to the front hall together.
Aunt Xue and Xue Baochai went directly to the back hall.
Because Xue Hong was by his side, Xue Pan was not nervous at all about meeting Jia Zheng. He looked around all the way. Along the way, Xue Pan came to a conclusion, leaned next to Xue Hong and whispered: "Brother, Jia's house is enough."
It's so elegant, all the maids are wearing silk and satin."
Xue Hong: "Okay, let's talk about it when we get back."
As soon as he entered the side hall, he saw a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back, with two white jade rings on the back of his head and beaded temples; he was wearing a single-collar green tuanhua war robe; a double otter-backed silver belt around his waist; and a pair of
He is wearing soap boots with his claws and head turned upward; a folded paper Xichuan fan in his hand; a leopard head with ring eyes, a swallow collar and a tiger beard, an eight-foot-long figure, and he is thirty-four or five years old. He is none other than Jia Zheng.
Although he is thirty-four or five years old, in Xue Hong's opinion, his energy and blood consumption is almost comparable to that of a person in his forties.
Xue Hong and Xue Pan greeted each other and said, "I've met my uncle."
A smile appeared on Jia Zheng's face, and he stretched out his hand to help the two of them: "My nephew is tired from traveling and traveling. Did anything go wrong along the way?"
Xue Pan said with a smile: "Thanks to my uncle, the journey has been smooth."
This sentence made the smile on Jia Zheng's face grow even more. He pulled the two of them to sit down, and then the relatives asked a classic question: How is your studies? Is it possible?
Of course, this question was asked to Xue Pan, not to Xue Hong. Xue Hong was Jieyuan of Jinling at the age of sixteen, so asking someone about his studies would be a bit of a humiliation to himself.
Xue Pan: "Fortunately, under the guidance of my eldest brother, my nephew was lucky enough to be a child student when he was fourteen years old. My eldest brother said that with my knowledge, I can participate in the college examination."
Jia Zheng stroked his beard and seemed very satisfied. He led the two of them to discuss poetry and articles for a while, and then let them go to the back hall.
In fact, Jia Zheng's level was not high, and he was almost as exhausted as a scholar. Compared with Xue Pan, he only had more knowledge storage.
Jia Zheng kept talking about education, and seemed to enjoy the feeling of elders educating younger ones.
This frightened Xue Pan so much that he finally got out of the front hall. Xue Pan dragged Xue Hong and walked quickly to the back hall. He didn't want to stay here for a moment anymore.
The two brothers came outside the Hall of Rongxi and frowned when they heard the roaring laughter inside.
Logically speaking, outsiders are not allowed to see women in the house casually, not even if they have relatives. And judging from the situation inside, there are probably quite a few girls.
Xue Pan looked at Xue Hong, at a loss, while Xue Hong nodded slightly and then took the lead in walking in.
When Xue Pan saw his elder brother giving the signal, he felt confident and followed him in.
"Ancestor!! Brother Hong, Brother Pan and the others are here!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Hong and Xue Pan walked in and bowed.
"Junior Xue Hong has met the old lady!"
"Junior Xue Pan has met the old lady!"
Jia's mother sat on the chair with a kind smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and said, "Good boy! Get up quickly and let me see what it looks like."
Xue Hong and Xue Pan stood up together, and the entire Rongxi Hall suddenly became silent, except for the sound of breathing.
The genes of the Jia family are actually very good, they are all handsome boys and beauties, but even if everyone in the Jia family has seen too many handsome boys and beauties, they were inevitably shocked when they saw Xue Hong.
If we talk about appearance, there are many people who can compare with Xue Hong, but Xue Hong's temperament is as pine-like as cypress.
Elegant without losing tranquility, handsome without losing masculinity.
Xue Pan secretly smiled evilly and said: "I like how you have never seen the world! This is my eldest brother!"
After coming over for a while, Wang Xifeng was the first to speak out: "Old ancestors, I have seen so many descendants of the Hou family, and today I have really seen what it means to be stunning! Brother Hong's style is comparable to that of those noble sons and grandsons.
It’s over!”
As soon as these words came out, the calm was broken, and all the girls started talking.
Mrs. Wang also forced a smile on her face. Xue Hong's arrogance was even more impressive than his own. How could he be happy?
Mrs. Wang was jealous and blurted out without thinking: "Hong'er must not live up to this good appearance. I must learn from your elder brother Zhu and concentrate on your studies. You must know that your elder brother Zhu entered school at the age of fourteen..."
Halfway through her words, Mrs. Wang suddenly stopped because she remembered that the Xue Hong in front of her was a nine-year-old boy, a twelve-year-old scholar, and already a Jinling Jieyuan at the age of sixteen!
Xue Pan was about to burst into joy: "Haha! Say it! Why don't you say it! Didn't I always show off your precious son when I was a child? Come on, if you have the ability to show off your son to my elder brother!!"
Xue Hong saw Xue Pan's face suddenly turn red out of the corner of her eye, and knew that the boy was snickering.
Jia Mu was also very dissatisfied with Mrs. Wang's actions, but she couldn't show her anger.
At this moment, another voice came from outside the door.
"Ancestor! I heard there is a guest at home?"
As the voice fell, a figure opened the door curtain and barged in.