Hearing the maid Xiao Jixiang's words, Jia Huan twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.

Damn, it turns out that he is really a goubuli thing...

As long as it doesn't get hindered from the eyes, you can do whatever you want, but that's fine.

"Xiao Jixiang, tell me, why is Mr. Bao so favored? Where is Jia Lan?"

In fact, this is also a question that Jia Huan has always been puzzled.

Jia Lan is the first person to be the fourth generation eldest grandson in Rongguo Mansion. As for Jia Zheng's branch, he is the most serious eldest grandson.

And I lost my father at a young age, I missed my pitiful...

So in theory, Jia Lan should be favored more.

"Huh? Master San, don't you remember nothing? Why do you still remember Brother Lan?"

Xiao Jixiang's big round eyes were wide open, his eyes were full of doubt, and his caterpillar-like eyebrows were also twisted, as if he was interrogating enemy specialists.

Jia Huan shaved her little nose with a funny look and said, "As I heard you say something, something from the past popped up in my mind. Why, are you unhappy?"

Xiao Jixiang was not afraid of being labeled, so he wrinkled his little nose and said, "You don't remember the old lady and the master, but you just remember Lan Ge'er. However, in the Jia Mansion, you are indeed the best with Lan Ge'er. As for the second master of Bao... the third master, you should not compete with him. The second master of Bao was born with jade in his mouth, which is the greatest auspiciousness of the Jia Mansion. The old lady and the wife originally believed in Bodhisattvas. When encountering such a thing, there is no reason not to be considered as the root of life. Who in the Jia Mansion can compete with him? Third master, you should not be unhappy by yourself."

The little mascot shook his head and sighed.

As Jia Huan entered the house, he laughed and said, "If you don't compare, you won't compare. What's the big deal? Besides, I have a good relationship with Third Master, and that little guy Lan Ge'er is willing to play with me."

Xiao Jixiang denied: "It's not that Brother Lan is willing to play with you, it's that you always go to play with Brother Lan. The only boys in the house who are about the same age are you and Brother Lan. Brother Lan has no extra choice..."

There were a few black lines on Jia Huan's forehead, and he sat on the small stool in front of the makeup box by the window, shouting: "Shut up, comb my hair quickly!"

However, his attention quickly shifted to the small mirror in front of him, not the legendary bronze mirror, but glass-mercury, but embedded in the exquisitely carved copper flower frame.

These are all the details, the key point is...

"Xiao Jixiang, why am I so handsome in Third Master?"

Jia Huan said in an almost intoxicating tone.

Xiao Jixiang was shocked and said, "Third Master, you said... why are you so nasty?"

Jia Huan was almost crying. Could it be that in this era, handsome is just a military name, not an adjective?

Jia Huan said in a weak voice: "I mean, Third Master, why am I so handsome and unparalleled..."

"Puff!"

Before Jia Huan could finish his words, a burst of laughter came from behind the curtain.

When Jia Huan and Xiao Jixiang looked back, they saw a pretty young girl lifting the curtain and coming in. A kind-hearted ridicule hung on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were soft and her eyes were curved. She looked at Jia Huan and nodded slightly.

"Sister Ping'er! Third Master, this is Sister Ping'er next to **'s mother! Sister Ping'er is so nice, she is the best sister to us!"

When Xiao Jixiang saw the person coming, his calf jumped high first, and Xiaolong's face was filled with smiles. After running two steps towards Ping'er, he turned around and turned back, pulled Jia Huan's arm and introduced.

Her actions made Jia Huan feel warm, and Miss Ping'er also smiled.

"Brother Huan, you really don't know me anymore?"

Ping'er's voice and Fengjie's voice are in two directions. Wang Xifeng's voice is full of strength and confidence, and it is clean and neat, without dragging on it. Although Ping'er's voice is not coquettish, the true nature of the sound quality is tender and gentle and heartwarming.

Jia Huan likes it very much, and in his impression, Ping'er has always been a very kind character in the Red Chamber.

"Sister Ping'er, I know you now."

Jia Huan looked at Ping'er generously with clear eyes and said seriously.

With just this glance, Ping'er believed that Jia Huan was indeed different.

If it were before, Jia Huan would not dare to look at people with such eyes.

A child of six or seven years old, but his eyes dodge left and right when looking at people, and his eyes are not right.

Even though it was originally pretty good, the sneaky feeling made people feel vulgar, and the hands and feet are not very clean... it is really hard for people to like it.

It’s different now. Such an honest and generous expression is what a good child should have.

The clear eyes and handsome faces are really liked by people.

Ping'er walked over, put a small paper bag in her hand on the cabinet beside her, then reached out and stroked Jia Huan's head, and smiled and said, "The previous girl was going to come to see you, but after seeing you, Zhang Zhenren from Qingxu Temple came to see you, he said to the old lady, "You should rest in this disease, it's best not to let Leng Feng piss you off, everyone is just here."

Fortunately, you will be fine in just two days, and we will all feel at ease. Although you can’t remember the past, it doesn’t matter. You are so young and don’t have much to do, just remember it slowly.

I see, your disease is a blessing or a disaster, and I feel much more refreshed. I am too thin. My mother asked me to bring a few good ginseng. I turned around and asked Aunt Zhao to ask Xiaoque to make some ginseng porridge for you and eat less snacks."

Jia Huan nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you sister Ping'er, and thank you for your breasts."

"Ha! Brother Huan, you can't call her ** girl. You can call her second sister-in-law or sister Feng. You are also the serious master of our mansion."

Ping'er said with a smile.

Jia Huan looked at Ping'er with a smile, feeling a little regretful. What a good girl, why is she just half-feudal and half-slave thinking? But, I like it...

"Sister Ping'er, can I ask you a question?"

Jia Huan shamelessly pretended to be young and cute.

Ping'er is actually just a girl of fifteen or sixteen. After following Wang Xifeng to the Jia Mansion, she experienced a lot of things and looked much more mature.

She never took away the hand that she stroked Jia Huan's head. After hearing Jia Huan's words, her subordinates rubbed them and said, "Ask."

Jia Huan said: "Sister Ping'er, although I can't remember anything about the past, I still vaguely remember some dynasties, including the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming, which dynasty are we now?"

When Ping'er heard this, she looked at Jia Huan in surprise. She also put away the hand that was stroking his head and said, "Brother Huan, what are you asking about this?"

Jia Huan smiled brightly and said, "I just suddenly wanted to know."

Ping'er still looked at him with a strange look, but in the end he spoke up and said, "After the Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties, we will naturally be the Great Qin we are now."

...

"real?"

In a small ear room, a graceful woman leaned against the brocade quilt beside the kang, looked at the young woman standing aside in surprise and asked.

This young woman is Wang Xifeng that Jia Huan met before, and this woman is naturally one of the most powerful women in the Jia family, Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang's appearance is not very outstanding, at most she is a middle-aged man. However, her eyebrows and eyes look very kind, and she even twisted a string of jade beads in her hand. No matter how she looks, she is a kind-hearted and compassionate person.

But in front of her, Wang Xifeng did not dare to act rashly at all and replied seriously: "From my perspective, eighteen or ninety-one is really. He has completely changed his personality. He dares to say hello to me!"

Mrs. Wang frowned when she heard this, and hesitated, saying, "Do you think it's getting better or worse?"

Wang Xifeng's expression changed slightly when she heard this, but she didn't dare to say anything. She knew the meaning of this and shook her head and said, "It's hard to say, I can't see clearly now. But in my opinion, even the best person can't be better if he puts it next to Aunt Zhao's side. If the wife thinks that the third brother still has some teachings, she can keep it next to her and teach it herself, which is also his blessing."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she glanced at Wang Xifeng with a faint look, and said, "I didn't even bring Baoyu with me, so I didn't have the intention to take him. Let's put it there... Forget it, it's time to go to the old lady's side, let's go and have a look together."

If you don't confirm it with your own eyes, you will be uneasy.

...

"What's the matter? Great Qin? Qin Shihuang's Qin or innocent Qing?"

Jia Huan almost jumped up and shouted in his heart that it was impossible. If he was in "My Qing Dynasty", he would have no hair left. But if it were Daqin, it would be even more impossible.

In "Dream of Red Mansions", all mentioned characters from the Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties.

"It's Qin of Qin Shihuang, but it has nothing to do with that Qin. It's also a little bit related to it. He said he was a descendant of Qin... Oh, Brother Huan, you ask me these things, where can I explain it clearly. You are better now, and you can go to school after two days of rest. When you go to school, just ask your master for advice. Why bother me?

Ping'er, a little embarrassed and annoyed, tapped Jia Huan gently on his forehead and said angrily.

Xiao Jixiang was giggling.

Jia Huan also patted his forehead, smiled, and then said to Xiao Jixiang: "Do it for me quickly, and I will also pay tribute to the old lady and the wife."

Xiao Jixiang's hand was small and he couldn't even catch his hair. Ping'er was watching interestingly, so he stepped forward to help, took over and said, "Where is Aunt Zhao?"

Jia Huan said: "Little Jixiang said, my mother went to fulfill her wish early in the morning. Haha, Ma Daopo..."

Hearing Jia Huan's words, Ping'er paused slightly, and then said to Jia Huan with a serious voice: "Brother Huan, when there is no outsider in private, it doesn't matter if you call Aunt Zhao as your mother. But in front of others, you have to call her as your mother. Especially in front of the old lady and the wife, you can't make any mistakes."

Jia Huan was stunned when he heard this and said unexpectedly: "I call my biological mother... Auntie?!"
Chapter completed!