Zhao Rong came to the south city as he said. The bustling and lively Yangzhou City was seen along the way.

Perhaps because it is far away from the imperial city, the lively place here is more full of its own atmosphere than Jinling City. Whether it is the chewy vendors on the street or the restaurants and inns on both sides of the street, they are all in full swing. Although the cold autumn is coming, it is still difficult to reduce the enthusiasm of these businessmen at all.

At this moment, Zhao Rong was nervous.

No matter what, he was about to see the delicate sister Lin soon. Naturally, he was full of expectations. While expecting, he couldn't help but sigh, because according to his seniority in this life, he had to call Lin Daiyu "Little Aunt".

"But I don't know if this little aunt is easy to get along with..."

Zhao Rong was most afraid of girls crying. He thought to himself, if Lin Daiyu really thought what was described in the Red Book, and would cry and wipe her tears at the same time, then he would really be as big as a cow!

Yangzhou City is not big.

The mansion of the Yan Yu Censor Lin Ruhai is located in the south city.

There were many officials and nobles in the south city, so after arriving in the south city, Zhao Rong tried his best to choose to be low-key, because he was afraid of attracting some unnecessary attention.

Under the guidance of passers-by, Zhao Rong accurately found the Lin Mansion, rushed forward, and called the door. From time to time, a servant in green came out inside.

The servant was young and saw that although Zhao Rong was exhausted, he was still rich in his expression and eyebrows. He asked hurriedly, "What are you going to know when you are a disciple?"

Zhao Rong had already prepared some words and said calmly, "I am Zhao Rong, the Duke of Ningguo, and I am a relative of your master. I am here in Yangzhou this time and I will visit you. Please pass on the news."

When the servant heard that Zhao Rong was from the Ningguo Duke's Mansion, he became even more respectful. After all, he knew the relationship between Ningrong's two mansions and the marriage between the Lin family and the Zhao family. Seeing that he was a distinguished guest from Jinling City and the future legitimate son of the Ningguo Duke's Mansion, the servant immediately warmly invited him, "It turns out that he is the young man, please come to the mansion quickly..."

While he was inviting, he was busy turning around and shouting to the mansion, "Butler Lin, Butler Lin, the young master of the Duke of Ningguo Mansion in Jinling is here to visit..."

Zhao Rong had just stepped into the threshold of the Lin Mansion. Over there, Lin Shixiong, the butler of the Lin family, had already rushed over when he heard the sound. When he saw Zhao Rong, he immediately saluted, "The young master is here, Lin Mansion is full of brightness. Please sit in the house quickly."

Then, he said, "The master is working in the office, but it will take a while before he can go home."

Zhao Rong hurriedly said, "It's not hard to fight, it's not hard to fight, I'm just waiting."

However, Lin Shixiong was afraid of neglecting the distinguished guest, so he said to the servant in green, "Go to the government office to tell the master, just say that the young master of the Ningguo Duke's Mansion is here."

Then, he respectfully brought Zhao Rong into the living room to welcome him.

What Zhao Rong feared most was these red tape, but in this world where ethics were highly valued, he had to pay attention to these things. Moreover, he still represented the dignified Duke of Ningguo, so Zhao Rong could only patiently and politely exchanged greetings and chatting with the butler Lin Shixiong. After some exchange, his forehead was covered with sweat.

When he arrived at the living room, a maid had already brought a basin and a towel. Zhao Rong washed up and then sat down. At this time, Lin Shixiong had ordered people to soak in the best West Lake Longjing and Yangzhou specialty snacks. What he was afraid of was that Zhao Rong was exhausted and hungry all the way.

Although the Lin family's housekeeper is considerate and enthusiastic, it is not difficult to see how the Lin family cares about the Zhao family. Thinking about the relationship between the two families, Zhao Rong also felt that it was natural.

"Butler Lin, it's something you've bothered. Since Mr. Lin still needs a while to get home, I'll just wait. Go and do it, don't worry about me..."

Zhao Rong said this, first of all, because he was really tired from traveling, and secondly, he didn't want to talk too much, for fear that he would make mistakes. After all, Lin's mansion was still responsible for the official duties arranged by Tie Xuan.

As he was talking, he heard a middle-aged man's voice coming from afar, "Butler Lin, go and do your business, I'll entertain Mr. Rong..."

Zhao Rong stood up in response and looked up. He saw a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian shirt walking over. The man had a smile on his face. Seeing how familiar Zhao Rong seemed to be, he was not at all. When he walked up to him, he preached enthusiastically, "Young Master Rong is indeed a handsome talent, and a handsome man!"

Even if Zhao Rong was praised like this, no matter how thick-skinned Zhao Rong was, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. However, he was confused in his heart. He guessed in his heart who this person was, who could enter and exit the Lin family's living room freely, and was so familiar and enthusiastic about himself. When he was wondering, he heard Lin Shixiong introduce from the side, "Mr. Zhao Hua, this is Mr. Zhao. He is now a teacher in the house and teaches the lady his studies..."

Zhao Hua?

Could it be Yucun?
Chapter completed!