The Prince of Rebirth

The dining hall of Songxiang Courtyard is set up separately, not connected together like Zhufeng Courtyard and Baiqing Courtyard, and the dishes are exquisite on weekdays, but it’s not as careful as at home, and the more particular students will spend money to ask the cook to open a small stove , but most of them still eat big pots of rice.

Just like Xia Jin and He Zheng.

So far there is one more Lin Hang.

"The chopsticks are not ringing, the teeth are swallowing, the movements like yours... are slightly inappropriate"

Xia Jin watched Lin Hang scoop up the porridge with chicken legs in one hand and chew on the crispy bones in his mouth, and really felt that they should change tables.

"It's just looking for something to fill the stomach. There are so many particulars. The elders must pay attention to it, but even this ordinary eating and drinking has to be put on airs, which is embarrassing."

Xia Jin stopped talking. These were not major faults in the first place, but he was not used to seeing Lin Hang put on such a down-to-earth face with such a down-to-earth face.

"Leaving aside these things, what's the matter with your handwriting? Even if you are not good at handwriting, you can't write the words vividly into ink balls, but you are dissatisfied with Mr. Zhao?"

Xia Jin originally wanted to find a random topic so that the atmosphere would not be too dull. For unfamiliar students, the teacher is the best common topic, so it was related to today's word that can't even be regarded as graffiti. Dingyuan Wang Shizi, who has been with him for so many years, should not be so useless, and he probably did it deliberately because of his awkwardness with Mr. Zhao.

Lin Hang sucked his head into the white porridge, sipping on it, causing the tables that were close to each other to sneak glances at this side. Xia Jin and He Zheng both blushed, but the person involved was not conscious at all.

Zi Liu Zi Liu.

When the white porridge finally bottomed out, Lin Hang raised his noble head. Xia Jin thought that this guy was finally going to take over his words. Unexpectedly, he put down the empty bowl and picked up the chicken legs to start eating. He didn't reply a word. he.

Xia Jin: ...

Probably feeling that the scene was too quiet, or that Xia Jin's gaze was too sharp, Lin Hang quickly shifted his focus from the drumstick to Xia Jin's side, and said very maturely:

"Tooth and throat."

Xia Jin: ——convex##

"Are you illiterate?"

He Zheng watched quietly for a while, and suddenly said such a sentence that no one thought of, but it made Lin Hang, who had been eating and drinking calmly, freeze subconsciously.

Xia Jin: ...

So the guy who bears the name of the former Prince Dingyuan is an older repeater plus a pure illiterate.

The three of them were quiet for a while, and the scene was so awkward that it was almost weird. Considering his father's identity, Xia Jin originally wanted to change the subject in order to save his face and not offend him too much, but He Zheng once again displayed his excellent style of being a sociable loser, opening his mouth to pick it up the truth.

"That's it. If you can't read well, but your writing is crooked and frivolous, you won't be able to write even words like you did before. It can be seen that you have never seen such things."

Xia Jin looked at He Zheng like a ghost. Is it really okay for this guy to offend King Dingyuan's only son-in-law so much? Does his own father, who is slick in the court, know that he is doing this to death?

He Zheng's voice was not low, and the tables that were close together naturally heard it, but everyone present knew Lin Hang's identity, and for the sake of their own future, everyone wanted to pick that paragraph out of their ears and throw it away. Alright, and Xia Jin who was sitting next to the two of them hoped to find a place to put He Zheng in, and this guy really couldn't do it anymore.

"Hey, why is there hair in this soup? I think the cook brought it in with dirty hands and feet. Hurry up and get another bowl."

Xia Jin pointed at He Zheng's soup bowl and asked him to pour it, just to distract him from saying something he shouldn't say, but she didn't appreciate it at all, and said to Xia Jin seriously:

"These soups are all boiled in one pot. If this bowl is dirty, what else can I do with it? Just don't drink it." After finishing speaking, he sighed regretfully and continued, "Besides, the soup If there is hair, it should be that the bun is not tied tightly, so what can he do with his hands and feet."

He Zheng felt that Xia Jin was crazy, but Xia Jin was considering the possibility of directly covering the bastard's mouth with his hands, but He Zheng didn't realize that the atmosphere was not right, and he kindly reminded him,

"You've already had a bowl just now, don't think about it in your heart and feel sick in your stomach."

Xia Jin: ...

Thank you so much for reminding me.

"Pfft-"

Just when Xia Jin wanted to dig a hole to bury He Zheng, Lin Hang couldn't help laughing out loud. He was holding the chicken bone with one hand and pointing at He Zheng, saying:

"You are one of the rare people in the world. You can't hear what you say, but you are so angry that you don't know the cause and effect of it. It really takes people to grind a few teeth to relieve their hatred."

Lin Hang laughed exaggeratedly, his oily fingers trembled up and down, glowing with oil, which made people's eyes hurt.

There was no major trouble in the afternoon class, Mr. Zhao never came to urge Lin Hang, and Xia Jin and He Zheng would not really go to teach anything blindly. Lin Hang was four years older than the two of them, and more The status gap is obvious, if it is really a bad luck to step forward, then it will really offend someone.

Besides, Lin Hang doesn't even know the words now, so he really has nothing to teach.

So Xia Jin planned to drag He Zheng away as soon as school was over, and Mr. Xia scolded him better than offending King Dingyuan, but she didn't expect Lin Hang to run faster than the two of them after school, and Zhao, who came to arrest him in anger, The husband dropped three stools in a row.

**

After returning to the Marquis of Yongning, Xia Jin asked Lang Shun to bring two books to the third room to find Xia Pei. Xia Pei had contracted the cold these days and was afraid that he would get sick, so he didn't go to school, so Xia Jin made an annotation. Sending the book to him for a look is always a good idea.

Second Lord Xia asked Xia Jin to avoid people from the third room, so he didn't go to the third room's yard to see Xia Pei at this time, but after all, it was his brothers who couldn't do too much to make Sanfang's heart cold, so he should The things you send are still sent, and when you meet them on weekdays, they are the same as you got along with before.

After living a new life, Xia Jin has more worries than the sum of the previous two lives. She has made many arrangements, and sometimes she feels tired when she thinks about it.Although the previous two lives were of no great promise, and the last life didn't even have a happy ending, but after all, he lived happily for a few years, so it's not as aggrieved as he is now.

It's natural to want to shake off the rope that I put on myself, but it can't be easily thrown off without wearing off a layer of skin.

After chatting with Mrs. Li for a while, Xia Jin returned to Haitang Garden. In the past two days, Second Master Xia came back late to ask questions about his homework, but Xia Jin was happy to leave early and return to his residence.No matter how kind Li Shi treated him, he was still separated from her heart, no matter how many chats in Jinxiu Garden, it would be better to go back to Haitang Garden and close the door to be happy by herself.

"Brother, today is a coincidence. There are people from Lanzhuyuan, and they are still in the house."

The one who greeted me was the cicada. The little girl was 13 years old, just like a flower, and Xia Jin valued her cooking skills very much. She was promoted to the second-class maid a month ago. After the release, no accidents, the cicada should be able to take charge of the courtyard.

The big maid who wants to come to his courtyard is not too young, and she will have to be released in a few years, it's time to train newcomers.

"But it's a coincidence, come in with me and have a look. You sent the pastries you made this morning over there. Can you do it after I leave?"

"I can't forget what my brother told me, go in quickly, maybe my aunt got pancakes and thinks she can still eat them, she wants to come and beg me to go with my brother!"

Xia Jin didn't make fun of the little girl, and walked straight into the house, but saw Fenhua put down the things in her hands and wanted to come out with Jieyu.

"I've heard the cicada's mouth twitching a long time ago, it's more annoying than the sparrow sitting on the crabapple branch, so I should find my brother's slingshot and hit a few with stones to clean it up!"

Xie Yu put on a straight face and wanted to teach others a lesson, but Chan'er, though lively, didn't dare to choke with Xie Yu, she behaved right away when Xie Yu spoke, and followed Xia Jin into the room, not daring to say a word.

"In the yard, you are the only one who can keep her under control, but you have to discipline her better, otherwise you might think that there are sparrows in the Begonia garden all year round."

Xia Jin followed suit, but everyone could tell that it was a joke, so the person being scolded took advantage of Xie Yu's inattention and made faces with Xia Jin, but Xie Yu caught him straight , then stood obediently and stopped moving, honestly serving as the background board.

"Brother, the garden is full of excitement. I was talking with Xie Yu and I forgot the time. Since we happened to meet, I didn't delay Xie Yu to pass it on. My brother and I mentioned it directly."

After speaking, he opened the things he had brought in front of everyone, but there were two pairs of shoes, one pair of thick cotton and one pair of blue cloth, the workmanship was excellent, even a layman like Xia Jin could see the skill of the stitches Come.

"My aunt took my brother's pancakes and liked them very much. Taking advantage of this time, I brought the finished shoes to try on my feet with my brother. If it fits, you can accept it. If it doesn't fit, I'll take it back and change it. Auntie's kindness."

Xia Jin didn't refuse, and directly found a stool to change shoes. I tried both pairs on my feet, and the tightness was just right. Only the thick cotton pair was a little bigger. Maybe I put it on after the snow, and I was afraid that my feet would grow long. It is inappropriate to deliberately make such a size.

"It's just right, Aunt Lao is bothering. I do so much every year. I can't wear it all. Please send a message to Auntie and ask her to take care of her body and don't hurt her eyes because of my trivial matters. "

Fenhua's eyes were a little wet, but she didn't show much sentimentality after all. She still wrapped the shoes in cloth and handed them to Xie Yu to keep them. Opening them face to face should be because of the previous incident. Auntie did not want to drag Xia Jin down. It took a lot of thought.

Pity the motherly heart in the world, no matter what, Xia Jin can't treat Zhang's heart lightly.

"It's good if I like it. Aloe and I are watching over the Orchid Bamboo Garden. My aunt has taken care of her body in the past few months. Doing some needlework is a way to pass the time when I have nothing to do. It's natural for my brother to wear comfortable clothes." Also happy.

"Is everything okay in Auntie's yard? Are you still taking the medicine?"

"I'm still taking the medicine, but it's just warming and tonic prescriptions. A man from my natal family had gossiped for a while, and I'm in a good mood these few days, and my complexion has improved a lot."

"That's good. It's not convenient for me to move around in the inner house. My aunt has to rely on the two aunts on weekdays. My aunt is troubled. If there is something wrong in the courtyard, just talk to my mother. I will definitely not wrong my aunt."

Fenhua wentssiping for a while, and Xia Jin also asked a lot about Aunt Zhang's recent situation, until it got dark.Sending off the flowers, Xia Jin returned to the house to take a shower and change clothes, but saw Jianyu walking in with the cloth bag with shoes in her hands. She took out a piece of paper from the cloth bag and handed it to Xia Jin. Xia Jin took it and unfolded it. After seeing it clearly, her eyes widened instantly.