Chapter 806 Why Is He Here

Seeing the disappointed Xia Zixuan, Xia Zimeng said: "However, my jewelry is worth some silver, why don't I give you the hairpin on my head, and you can pawn it as a flower at a pawnshop."

Xia Zixuan is not stupid, he knows that Xia Zimeng is unwilling.As a scholar, he also has his own arrogance and dignity: "Thank you for your kindness, brother, let's find another way. This hairpin, sister should wear it."

After speaking, he stood up, unwilling to stay any longer.He was worried that if he stayed, the tears of grievance would not stop overflowing.

Unexpectedly, after his father fell from the horse, the friendship and family relationship in the world are so ridiculous that they can't stand a little test.

Even my own sister refused to lend him money...

But before he stepped out of the threshold, Xia Zimeng said again: "In the future, if you have nothing to do, you don't need to come to Prince Heng's mansion. My sister is also very difficult to get along in this house. Xiangfu, I will have nothing to do with this princess in the future. "

Xia Zixuan didn't expect Xia Zimeng to say such unfeeling words, he didn't look back, and hurried out as if there was a ghost behind him.But at the door, a little boy came in.

The two passed by.

When he went outside, he heard the little boy shout: "Mother, who is that man?"

Xia Zimeng's voice came: "It's not someone important, what are you doing here, look at this sweaty head."

Xia Zixuan smiled wryly, it turned out that his uncle was just an insignificant person.

It was only after leaving Hengwang Mansion that Xia Zixuan realized that in order to take a gamble, he went out empty-handed. Tonight's accommodation and meals would be a problem.

However, if asked to choose again, he would still refuse to come out.

It is not terrible for scholars to be poor, nor is it terrible to be hungry. What is terrible is that they do not have all the pride and cleanliness.

Xia Zixuan had nowhere to go, he was wandering on the street, looking at the bustling land of the capital, but everything he was familiar with no longer had anything to do with him.

The sky started to rain without any warning, and Xia Zixuan came back to his senses, and found that a restaurant in front of him had a large storefront with larger eaves, so he hurried over to shelter from the rain.

Xia Ziyan, who was bored on the first floor, looked at the sudden heavy rain outside, and muttered: "It is said that the sky in June is a child's face, and it changes as soon as it changes. It's only the beginning of May, and that's it."

Aotian at the side listened to the little woman's complaint, and pampered her head lovingly.

If he could, he wouldn't mind going to heaven and letting God listen to the little woman's arrangement to make it rain.

It was raining and the room felt stuffy, Xia Ziyan went out to get some air, but unexpectedly saw Xia Zixuan who was sheltering from the rain under the eaves.

Although I haven't seen him in four years, the old boy has already opened his eyebrows and his stature has grown a lot, but Xia Ziyan recognized him at a glance with his fair and handsome face similar to Prime Minister Xia.

Why is he here?
Xia Zixuan saw the gaze of the other party sizing up, and only felt that the gaze of the other party seemed familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen it.Smiled apologetically at her: "Passing by here, it happened to be raining, so take shelter from the rain with precious land."

Although the corner of the eaves is wider, when the rain falls on the ground, it will still splash some water towards his legs and wet his shoe uppers.

Xia Ziyan gave him a friendly smile: "Come and sit in the room."

Xia Zixuan was embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but seeing the other party's sincere and friendly smile, thinking that it seemed impolite to brush off the other party's kindness, he entered the hall.

Xia Ziyan led him to sit down in the inner room, and Aotian, who was wearing a half white mask, sat next to Xia Ziyan with some displeasure.

Xia Ziyan asked the shopkeeper to make a pot of good tea, and said enthusiastically: "My son is not good at all, but hospitable. I feel good about you when I see you. You don't have to be polite."

 Happy weekend cuties!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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