"Baoyu, are you feeling better?"

In the driving carriage, Mrs. Wang asked with concern.

Jia Baoyu replied respectfully: "Thank you, madam, for your concern. The child is much better."

When Mrs. Wang heard Jia Baoyu speak more naturally than before, she felt really relieved. She took his hand again and said, "Today we are going to your aunt's house. Your aunt has just gone there not long ago. I will see your aunt later.

Remember to give me a few more words of comfort."

"Um."

Mrs. Wang added: "Your aunt also has two children. The older one is a brother named Xue Pan, and the younger one is a sister named Baochai. But they are all older than you, so you have to call them brother and sister. You know

What?"

Feeling sorry for her son's failure to remember the past, Mrs. Wang explained it to him in detail.

Jia Baoyu responded one by one.

Baochai, Xue Baochai? I didn’t expect to see her so soon.

The wheels of the carriage "squeaked" and turned, and the carriage soon entered the lively and prosperous town.

Jia Baoyu opened the curtain and took a look. There were no high-rise buildings or highway cars outside. All he could see were gray walls, blue tiles, and red-painted houses.

In the street market, there is an endless stream of pedestrians, which makes it feel quite bustling.

Teahouses, wine shops, sellers, hawkers, all with simple faces.

He sat in the carriage and looked around, as if he saw all kinds of things in the world and the lives of the people.

This sense of impact of facing history made him feel excited.

He knew that this was the famous Jinling City.

After about two or three cups of tea, the carriage finally drove into a slightly quiet place. It turned into an alley, and after a short walk, housekeeper Zhou Rui said from outside: "Madam, we're here."

"Go down."

Mrs. Wang said, leading Jia Baoyu out of the carriage, and saw a man in his thirties coming up on the white stone steps in front of him. His face was somewhat similar to Mrs. Wang's. Although he was described as plain, his complexion was good and his appearance was elegant.

woman.

"Sister~"

With tears in her eyes, she pulled Mrs. Wang and personally helped her out of the car. Mrs. Wang had already let go of Jia Baoyu and held her hands tightly, staring at each other with eager eyes and shedding tears.

Suddenly, the woman picked up the handkerchief and wiped her tears, then forced a smile and said, "Oh, look at me. Pan'er, Baochai, I haven't come up to see your aunt yet."

Then two people came up behind her, a boy and a girl. One bent down and the other bowed. They both saluted and said, "I've met my aunt."

Mrs. Wang accepted it and said: "Baoyu, haven't you seen your aunt and brother and sister... Baoyu?"

When Mrs. Wang turned around, she realized that Jia Baoyu was in a daze, so she reminded her.

Jia Baoyu turned around and stepped forward, facing Aunt Xue and the young man. The young girl saluted in turn:

"I met my aunt."

"Hello, Brother Xue."

"Bao, sister Baochai is fine..."

When he mentioned the word Baochai, Jia Baoyu paused slightly.

Fortunately, others didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't attract much attention.

After the ceremony, Aunt Xue and Mrs. Wang hugged each other again, weeping and telling each other about their long-lasting love as sisters. Jia Baoyu took the opportunity to secretly look at Xue Baochai.

I saw that she was only twelve or thirteen years old at this time. Although she didn't have any bright colors on her body like Aunt Xue, she seemed to be born with an ethereal temperament. Her appearance was plain and plump. Although she didn't apply makeup, she became more and more attractive.

Looks charming and charming.

The two red lips are not dotted but red, and the pair of eyebrows are green but not painted.

The face is as glowing as the autumn moon, and the skin is moist and shiny.

The eyes are as bright as water apricots, hidden but not revealed.

Such temperament and appearance are truly rare in the world, and she is worthy of being the first among the twelve beauties.

I don’t know how Jia Baoyu in the original work was willing to abandon such a girl. If it were him, Jia Baoyu knew that he would not!

When Jia Baoyu saw Baochai's youth for the first time, it was difficult for him to remain calm. Little did he know that the girl opposite also focused most of his attention on him.

Half a month ago, Baochai heard from her mother that her aunt in Rongguo Mansion in the capital was going to take her little cousin to Nanjing to seek medical advice, and she would definitely come home by then.

Now when she looked at it, she saw that although this cousin was not in high spirits, he was still stable. Is there any trace of illness? But this was not the focus of her attention, because she found that this cousin had been looking at her since he got out of the car.

On the body.

Baochai didn't think anything was wrong. Anyone who met her for the first time would pay more attention to her. What she paid attention to was that this cousin was very fair, elegant, and good-looking...and his brother Xue Pan

Completely different... Seeing that her mother and aunt were talking animatedly, she had no time to pay attention to him. In order not to neglect her cousin, she stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Bao, I heard that you are sick, but you are fine now?"

"Thank you for your concern, sister. I'm almost healed."

Jia Baoyu noticed that when Baochai smiled, there was a kind of intimacy like a spring breeze blowing over the threshold.

Just when Jia Baoyu was thinking about how to continue chatting with Baochai, a voluptuous thing was placed on his shoulder.

"Hey, I've heard my mother talk about you a long time ago. Now you're here. Come on, I'll take you to my study to play."

Jia Baoyu took Xue Pan's arm from his shoulder and said without looking back: "Thank you, Brother Xue, I..."

"Let's go."

Xue Pan didn't pay so much attention to Jia Baoyu. He didn't care what he had to say, he directly took his arm and half-pulled him into the house.

...

The Xue family is a large house. The front yard alone is three or four inches deep. It is spacious, neat and impressive.

But Xue Pan obviously had no intention of letting Jia Baoyu visit, so he took him directly to his study.

"What do you think of my study? I just built it this year. How much do you think it cost?"

As soon as he entered the door, Xue Pan circled around to signal Jia Baoyu to evaluate his new study and give him a price estimate.

Ladu was pulled over by him. Jia Baoyu rolled his eyes a few times in his heart, but he didn't think much about it and observed his study carefully.

This room is not too big, about fifty or sixty square meters, with bookshelves on both sides. Opposite to the left of the door is a dark sandalwood carved wooden table, which is probably made of good quality.

Next to the window, there are three guest armchairs. In front of the armchairs is a small table with a complete set of tea sets and cups.

There are also many calligraphy and paintings hanging in the empty spaces and hollows on the walls, and some antiques and equipment are displayed.

Jia Baoyu doesn't know how much they are worth, but the two tall bookshelves are neatly filled with books, and there is no gap at all. At first glance, there are at least hundreds and nearly a thousand books, which can't be described as overwhelming.

pass.

As far as Jia Baoyu knew, books were precious things in this era. The Xue family really lived up to their reputation as wealthy.

"You should be quick to guess!"

Xue Pan became a little anxious when he saw that Jia Baoyu just looked at him and said nothing.

Jia Baoyu said: "Looking at the look of your study, it's probably worth two hundred taels."

"Two, two hundred taels? Baoyu, what do you look like?"

Xue Pan was stunned, and then he seemed to be holding a breath that he couldn't get out of his heart. He blushed and said: "I bought these things myself, not counting those books, and it cost me three thousand silver."

!”

The books were brought from his father's study, so there was no need to spend any more money.

Looking at Xue Pan's angry expression, Jia Baoyu smiled and said: "Yes, I said two hundred taels of gold, isn't it about the same?"

"Well, that's right. I blamed you wrongly." Xue Pan admitted his mistake very honestly.

Jia Baoyu smiled, Fool Xue is indeed Fool Xue, he is so easy to fool. However, considering that the value of gold and silver jewelry in later generations was calculated in grams, this guy spent three thousand taels of silver just to decorate his study.

.

What a wealthy person!

Sitting there bored, Jia Baoyu walked to the bookshelf and flipped through the book.

Xue Pan came over again and saw Jia Baoyu flipping through a book. He behaved like a senior scholar and said: "Well, Baoyu, the book you are reading is, oh, the Analects of Confucius. It is Confucius' book."

The saint wrote it, telling the story of his travels around the world, and, and...

In short, I have read all of these books. If you want to read any books, just ask me and I will recommend good ones to you."

Jia Baoyu paused, closed the page, and looked at him like a "genius". He originally wanted to look for two historical biographies to understand the current dynasty and era, but Xue Panlei also forgot about it at this time.

Written by Confucius? Traveling around the world? Stories?

What the hell?

However, when he remembered that the other party was Xue Pan, he felt a little relieved. Being able to recognize Tang Yin as Geng Huang's weirdo, it was not a big deal to say such a "high opinion".

Seeing Jia Baoyu looking at him, Xue Pan smiled enigmatically. In his opinion, what does Jia Baoyu, a teenage boy, know? No, he just showed his hands casually, and he "worshiped" to him
To be continued...