Su Qianle finally raised her head, which had been lowered, with a smile: "Of course, I have already promised the young master."
"Okay." Xia Chu breathed a sigh of relief, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips, secretly thinking that he was being sentimental and worried blindly for a while. It seemed that Su Qianle had really let go. The reason why he asked him like this just now was because he thought He only cared about it because he was hurt by love.
The carriage unknowingly arrived at the place where Xian Li taught dance. Xia Chu helped Su Qianle down and left the carriage with Su Qianle for returning home. Then he nodded to her and left on foot with Raven.
Just after taking a few steps, he saw a carriage approaching. He turned aside and pretended to be standing in front of a vendor to pick and choose, while looking down at the carriage slightly.
I saw a maid getting out of the car first, and then reaching out to help a woman in the car get out. Xia Chu couldn't see her face clearly, so she changed to another vendor.
This time I could see her appearance clearly. The woman was about thirty, with an average face and a mole on her chin. Fortunately, she had a good temperament and decent manners.
Xia Chu paused on that mole for about two seconds. It seemed that this was the Chen Rongrong that Pang Weiguang mentioned.
Chen Rongrong suddenly turned around and scanned the streets. Xia Chu quickly looked away and bought the incense sticks and other sacrifices he was looking at. He thought to himself that Chen Rongrong was so sharp, but she was chatting with the stall owner on the face. Come: "Brother, if your sacrificial stall is set up here, can you have customers?"
The stall owner clicked his tongue and said, "Hey, aren't you going to buy it now?"
…
Xia Chu saw from the corner of her eye that Chen Rongrong had walked in, so she stopped nagging and just replied politely: "I think it would be better if vendors like you weren't usually located around temples."
The stall owner packed up the things he bought and said, "Thanks to the newly built ancestral hall not far ahead, I don't have to travel so far to set up a stall."
Xia Chu looked stunned and didn't even take the package handed over by the stall owner. Raven reached out to take it and pushed him again. Only then did Xia Chu come back to his senses: "It's the newly opened Renjia Ancestral hall?"
The stall owner put the cloth on the stall again without raising his head: "Yes."
Xia Chu didn't say much. He walked a few steps towards the place he just pointed to and realized that it was no wonder this place looked so familiar to him. He had come to worship last month, but that time there was not a lot of people here. With such prosperity, the vendors on both sides are now scattered in an orderly manner.
Therefore, he didn't recognize it just now.
Xia Chu turned his head and looked at Xianli's courtyard, and then at the location of the Ren family ancestral hall.
I don’t know if it’s fate or intentional...
He sighed and looked up to see the package carried by the raven beside him. Since he had arrived at the door and bought all the sacrifices, he went in to burn incense.
Xia Chu walked towards the door of the ancestral hall. The door of the ancestral hall was wide open. When he entered, a young man came out and stopped him: "Is this young man here to offer incense?"
Xia Chu was stunned and nodded dully.
The young man smiled politely and said, "The number of people waiting inside is full. Why don't you go have a sip of tea diagonally across the street? I'll send someone to call you if there is room."
?
It's been less than two months since I came here last time in early summer, but now it's so popular
Did Bingwen build an ancestral hall or open a temple
Xia Chu was confused, but he wanted to go in and take a look more and more, and said to the boy: "I am a friend of the owner of this ancestral hall."
"They say he is a friend of our young master..." The boy still smiled warmly, but the meaning behind his words was obvious.
…
Xia Chu pinched the center of his brows, and suddenly he thought of it. He raised his head and said to the boy, "Call Sanyi out."
The boy had always had a polite smile on his face, but it wasn't until Xia Chu called out Sang Yi's name that his expression changed and his attitude became respectful: "I don't know your name."
?
Xia Chu held his forehead in pain. He seemed to have no reputation. Then his eyes lit up and he snapped his fingers: "Tell him that the young master from the third floor is here."
Although the young man looked confused, he bowed respectfully: "I will go and pass the message right away. Master, please wait a moment."
But after a while, there were hurried footsteps in the courtyard, and Sang Yi ran out in a panic. Even if Bingwen came, the boy had never seen him look so nervous. His heart dropped, and he followed. Sang Yi ran and asked, "Mr. Sang, who is that?"
Sang Yi gave him an angry look and didn't have time to talk to him. He hurriedly ran to the door. When he saw Xia Chu standing there, he quickly saluted. His breath was still a little unsteady because he ran in such a hurry: "Young Master, you What, what’s happening?”
Xia Chu told him not to be nervous: "I was just passing by and came to offer incense, but I didn't expect that this ancestral hall would be so prosperous now?"
When the young man heard Sang Yi calling him the young master, he quickly saluted him again: "I have offended you just now. I hope the young master will respect you."
Xia Chu glanced at him, and instead of blaming him, he smiled at Sang Yi and said, "This guy is not bad."
Xia Chu really thought it was pretty good. Seeing that he was neither humble nor overbearing when welcoming guests, he was polite and kind but distant, and he had a very good sense of proportion.
The boy quickly handed over his hand and said, "My name is Zhaolin."
The smile on Xia Chu's lips grew deeper: "You are quite clever."
Sangyi made an inviting gesture towards him: "Master, let's go in and talk."
Xia Chu followed him into the backyard. Sang Yi ordered people to prepare for the incense burning in the ancestral hall. He personally served a cup of tea to him and asked, "Master, do you need to send someone to notify the young master of his return?"
"I'm just here on the way, there's no need to ask him to make a trip." Xia Chu shook his head and took the tea, looked up at Sang Yi and joked: "Fortunately, I remembered that Bingwen mentioned to me that I would put you in I have to go to the ancestral hall to take care of things, otherwise I won’t even be able to get in through this door today.”
Now that Su Qian'an is gone, the first floor has been completely handed over to the previous shopkeeper. Bingwen can't help but be lazy in Mingxiang Garden, leaving Jiao Shi there. He often stays in Wentian Pavilion, and Sang When the first group arrived at the ancestral hall, they brought a new scholar named Jiewu with them.
When Xia Chu saw him changing his entourage, he casually asked where Sangyi had gone. Fortunately, he asked more at that time.
Sang had a look of fear on his face, but when he saw that he didn't blame him, he felt relieved, and said with an apologetic smile: "If the young master reveals his identity, who would dare to stop him?"
Xia Chu took a sip of tea and chuckled: "Why did this place become like this?"
Sang Yi's face turned serious when he heard this: "Young Master is now very famous, and there is an endless stream of people visiting him. Anyone who wants to go to Wentian Pavilion will come here to worship first to show their sincerity. Seeing this, Young Master has a plan in mind, and he thinks Giving alms to the refugees all the time is not a long-term solution. It is better to teach them to fish than to teach them to fish, so I gave them the capital to sell things around the ancestral hall to support themselves."
(End of chapter)