Cute little peasant girl: Love me through the family group!

"Who is coming?"

Zhao Song handed over the invitation without being humble or arrogant, and replied: "My master is a member of the Bai family. This time I came to see the patriarch in Jingte. This is my master's invitation."

Uncle's clan?
The concierge knew it, and decided that the uncle's poor relatives from the countryside came to fight the autumn wind again.

During the years he worked as a concierge in Suning Bo Mansion, he was fortunate enough to see his uncle's poor relatives visit the door several times.

I have to say that the uncle is very generous to these poor relatives, giving them food and housing and taking them back.

Poor relatives come empty-handed and leave with a large bag.

But... in so many years, it was the first time he saw these poor relatives in the countryside being served by servants, and he even brought a greeting card when he came to the door.

I can't help but be curious.

The concierge, who didn't intend to relocate, took two steps forward and crossed the threshold to the door.

This time, he was even more surprised. The Bai clan who came this time were not only rich, but also had extraordinary bearing. They didn't seem to be from the countryside at all. Instead, they looked at the master of the second and third bedrooms in Bie Bo's house.

This time, the concierge didn't dare to be negligent, and smiled when he spoke.

"Come with me and wait here in the hall. When I go to report to the uncle first, I will lead you in."

Zhao Song replied politely: "Okay. Thank you, Uncle."

Bai Zhiqing, who was not far away, had already heard the conversation between the two of them, so he led his family and servants and Yi Yi to worship, and followed the porter to the hall to wait.

The concierge was a little dazed on the way to see the uncle with the invitation.

In his limited career as a concierge, the poor relative who saw the uncle for the first time actually brought a serious bow to the door, and it was still cloth, there were a dozen or so.

In the Daqing Dynasty, cloth was a hard currency that could be used directly as money!

And with his professionalism as a concierge, he could see at a glance that these cloths were muslin cloths that were recently popular in Beijing, and a few were still muslin flannels.

In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh that the sun must come out from the west today, and there are rich people in the uncle clan.

Suning Bo Mansion Martial Arts Arena.

In the cold spring day, Suning Bo, who has passed the year of his destiny, is dancing with a club shirtless, with a broad back and a broad chest. His stature is as strong as a young man. Not too old.

Dance sticks and sticks, every time you dance, you can dance the stick wind, which makes the air burst.

It is enough to see that Bo Suning is a real kung fu.

When the concierge arrived outside the martial arts venue, he handed Bai Zhiqing's salutation letter to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper glanced at the greeting card in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly, then put down the greeting card and waited.

After Suning Bo finished playing a complete set of sticks, the butler motioned for the guards on the side to hand over the handkerchief, and then brought the greeting card and said, "Uncle, there are people from my family who came to visit Jingte. This is a worship service. post."

"Oh?" Suning Bo took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his body, while handing the stick in the other hand to the guard, "Show it to me."

Seeing the cover of the post, Suning Bo praised: "The iron painting and the silver hook penetrate the back of the paper, good words!"

As the second generation of military generals, Suning Bo was barely able to be regarded as both literary and military, and he liked Bai Zhiqing's words as soon as he saw it.

Seeing the words like his face, Suning Bo believed that Bai Zhiqing, who could write such a good handwriting, was an upright man.

Suning Bo held up the placard and read: "Bai Zhiqing, good name. Invite someone to the study. By the way, go to Taipu Temple to find the prince."

"Yes, uncle."

The family waited for about two cups of tea in the entrance hall, only to see that the concierge came out with a few people, and the one who took the lead was the housekeeper of Suning Bo Mansion.

The housekeeper was also polite, accepted the gift and put it into the book, and asked the father and son to lead them to the study, while the female family members were taken to the inner house.

In the study, Suning Bo was quite surprised when he saw the appearance of Bai Zhiqing and his son.

The appearance of the Bai family is not bad. It is normal for the father and son to look a bit handsome. What surprised him was the bearing of the two of them. They didn't look like they were born in the countryside at all, but they were bigger than the two cubs he gave birth to. Are more expensive.

Moreover, he has practiced martial arts for many years, and by looking at the figures of the father and son, he can tell that he has kung fu in his hands, and his kung fu should not be weak.

Suning Bo nodded with satisfaction, "Are you Bai Zhiqing?"

Bai Zhiqing said with a warm smile: "The younger one is Bai Zhiqing," and pointed to Bai Molin next to him, "He is my son, and his name is Bai Molin."

"It's also a good name. Not bad! I just received news from the clan a few years ago, and learned that a promising young man in the clan not only passed the entrance examination, but also made a fortune with the clan cotton, and now he is a real talent! "

Suning Bo Hao praised.

Bai Zhiqing was not surprised that Suning Bo heard about his deeds, and said modestly: "Uncle is too famous. They are all clansmen, and they should take care of each other."

"Okay!" Suning Bo was a person who attached great importance to his clan, and Bai Zhiqing's words were in line with him.

"When did you come to Beijing? Can you settle down?" Bo Suning waved his hand when he said this, with a hint of domineering in his arrogance, "Whether it's settled or not, I'll move to the mansion to live."

The Suning Bo he saw in front of him was like a kind elder, completely different from the person described by the village chief.

In the village chief's description, Suningbo was both arrogant and incompetent. If he hadn't had a father who followed the emperor to conquer the world, how could he be the patriarch.It is also said that the current sage was due to Suning Bo's incompetence, so he took back his military power ten years ago and let him return to Beijing to retire.

Of course, Bai Zhiqing never fully believed what the village chief said.

Only when he saw Suning Bo, Bai Zhiqing realized that the other party was by no means incompetent.

Before coming to Suning Bo, he should have been a general who won the hearts of the military when he was in the army.

Uncle Suning treated him kindly, and the smile on Bai Zhiqing's face became more sincere, and said, "Uncle, our family entered Beijing the day before yesterday, and just settled down yesterday and rented a yard in Ertong Lane. The rent has been paid. For more than half a year, I can't stop wasting it. I won't bother you anymore."

"Er Tong Alley?" Suning Bo pondered for a long time and didn't remember where this alley was. The main reason was that the capital was too big, and he wasn't a fan of shopping, so he might not have been to many places.

"Uncle, Ertong Lane is at the northwest corner." The housekeeper reminded.

"Oh—that piece of land, I remember that the houses in that piece were not big, and the neighbors lived close to each other. You went to Beijing to catch the exam, so you still have to find a clean place to live. It's better to live in Fuzhong. clean."

Before coming here, Bai Zhiqing never thought that Suning Bo would be so hospitable, so he warmly invited him to live in the mansion after seeing him.

Bai Zhiqing could feel that Suning Bo was genuine enthusiasm rather than fake courtesy.

I just don't know if Suning Bo is so enthusiastic to everyone or only to him.

The housekeeper on the side showed helplessness, and he knew that the uncle would want to leave people behind.

He often heard his uncle talk about his childhood.