Five or six days later, two carriages entered the city one after the other. The one in front of the carriage was very ornate, and the one in the back was full of boxes.

The two carriages came all the way to Jinghou mansion and stopped in front of the door.

The doorkeeper moved a small stool and sat in the shade under the gate, holding a fan he didn't know where he had picked it up, puffing and puffing.

When the first carriage came into view, he only looked at it once and then withdrew his eyes. Now, let alone those who came to Jinghou's house to rush to the door, there was no one on the road in front of Jinghou's house, for fear that he might be affected by bad luck.

He sits at the door every day, counting ants is counting ants.

When the carriage stopped in front of the door, he just looked more and didn't stand up.

It was not until the curtain of the carriage was lifted and a woman in red brocade came down from the carriage and was helped to the house that he stood up and opened his eyes incredulously

Ru'er frowns. The weather in Beijing is too hot. She is sweating. The clothes that she spent 1000 Liang silver on are all wet.

Listen to the doorman shout, not angry rebuke, "Leng do what?"? Don't report it to the police

The porter, SA Yazi, ran to the house. Looking at the dress of the watch girl and the carriage she was riding, she must have married a rich man.

Ru'er felt more comfortable when she came to the shade of the gate. Then she found that there was no one behind her. She turned around and called impatiently to Xia yuan, who just got off the car, "what are you dawdling about? It's not fast!"

Xia yuan quickly walked a few steps and came to her side.

Ru'er went on, "I'll tell you, if you dare to see my uncle later, I'll be with you forever."

Xia yuan didn't say a word.

A disordered sound of footsteps came, and then the housekeeper led a few servant girls to run over, unable to disguise the joy of saluting ru'er, "I've seen Miss Biao."

"Come on, take me to see my uncle. I've brought him a lot of good things. It's on the carriage outside. You'll tell someone to move in."

The Housekeeper should follow her left back step by step.

I don't know if I'm afraid of sweating or on purpose. Ru'er walks slowly. Every step seems to be afraid of trampling on ants. People follow her and move to the house little by little.

"Why is this house so lifeless? What's the matter?"

Looking at Xia yuan on her right, the housekeeper didn't dare to tell the truth and said, "the Marquis was a little uncomfortable a few days ago. People in the house were worried."

Ru'er was worried. "Is uncle very ill?"

The housekeeper said ambiguities, "a little bit, but mainly heart disease."

Heart disease?

Ru'er wondered, is it because of the death of her aunt?

Think of the death of quiet Hou madam, Ru son some guilty, slightly accelerated the pace, "quickly lead me in the past."

The Housekeeper should also speed up the pace.

Hearing the servant's report that ru'er has come back, it means that the white money has also come. Marquis Jing suddenly has the spirit and wants to meet him in person. Fortunately, the housekeeper reminds him, so he let the housekeeper meet him in person and wait in the reception hall.

He couldn't wait to come, neither did he. He was so anxious that he made several rounds in the reception hall.

I can't help it. As soon as I go out to have a look, I hear the sound of footsteps. He sits down in a hurry and waits for ru'er to come in.

The housekeeper lifted the curtain of the door, ru'er went in and saw that the Lord Jing was thin and haggard, and his eyes were red. "Uncle, how did you become like this?"

Quiet Hou Ye heart gushed over warm current, sigh oneself didn't white ache this niece a, way, "uncle is all right, you come back good."

Then, looking at Xia yuan behind her, "this is

"My husband, Xia yuan."

Marquis Jing was stunned, "your husband is not..."

"He is Xia Xuan's younger brother."

Say, Ru son scolds Xia yuan, "Leng do what, still don't hurry to give my uncle salute?"

Xia yuan had no choice but to clasp his fist. "I've seen my uncle."

"If it's really a small family, I don't understand the rules." Seeing him directly clasping his fist, ru'er was angry and scolded with a loud voice. "My uncle is Jinghou. You are just a businessman. You have to kneel down when you meet. Do you want me to teach you this?"

Xia yuan suddenly blushed, "this..."

"This what this, kneel down!"

"Ru'er, don't..."

Static marquis to stop words did not finish, Xia yuan knelt down, a kowtow on the ground, "Xia yuan saw marquis."

Lord Jing gave a virtual hand, "get up, get up!"

Ru'er sat down on one side of the chair, still dissatisfied, "didn't you hear my uncle's words? Let you up. "

Xia yuan just got up and stood still.

Marquis Jing wanted to say something about ru'er. Now that he's a family, there's no need to talk about so many rules and etiquette. Before he spoke, he heard ru'er say, "I've brought a lot of good things for my uncle. Not only do you like China, but also a whole piece of mink and fox skin. It's very good."

Static Hou Ye's face also showed a long lost smile, "you have a heart."

After hearing this, ru'er glared at Xia yuan fiercely, "uncle, I'm really sorry. After receiving your letter, I told him to use 300000 taels of silver. Who knows this worthless one can't make it up for a while, so I have to bring these things back first. I just want to make amends for my uncle. Within half a month, the people of Xia family will send the silver note."

Hearing that he didn't get the money, marquis Jing clapped in his heart. His daughter is still waiting to use the money. What can I do if she doesn't have it? The idea has not yet landed, and heard her say half a month together, immediately smile, "this silver is used by your cousin, rest assured, later will double back to you."

"My uncle said that. You can tell my cousin to use it casually. If it's not enough, I'll ask him to write home and ask for it again."

Marquis Jing's heart has never been so comfortable. He touched his beard and laughed a few times. "Well, uncle, thank you for your cousin. Don't worry, your cousin won't waste your money."

Two people say happy, Xia yuan has been low head standing on one side, no one see his eyes flash away hate.

After half an hour in Jinghou mansion, ru'er leads Xia yuan back to Yong'an uncle mansion. When mother and daughter meet each other, Mrs. Yong'an uncle becomes a tearful person. Ru'er is nothing. She comforts her patiently and says that she is very well, so that she doesn't have to worry.

Wait for mother and daughter to calm down, ru'er introduces Xia yuan at will, and then asks people to take him down to have a rest, "arrange a guest house for him."

Xia yuan drooped his eyes and covered his thoughts. "Madam, when I came here, my father told me to take a good turn in Beijing to see if there is a business suitable for our family. I'm not tired either. I want to go now."

Ru'er waved casually, "go, the house will have lunch at noon. If it's too late, there will be no dinner."

Xia Yuanying, after giving a gift to Mrs. yonganbo, went out of the house and went out not far in a carriage. He told the coachman, "go to fight the king's house!"