"What does Sister Luan'er like on weekdays?"

The palace, living room.

When Jia Huan asked about his preferences, a hint of happiness flashed in Wang Luaner's eyes and smiled sweetly: "Luaner doesn't like many things, she only likes some singing and dancing. If you occasionally read books, isn't it boring?"

Looking at the little girl's expectant eyes, Jia Huan seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that ancient people's children were too precocious.

After a few casual discussions, Jia Huan was not interested. On the side, Wang Li said that Wang Yi was too busy to go there, so he asked him to come and greet the guests together.

After saying goodbye, Jia Huan also suggested that he wanted to take a walk in the palace. After all, in the living room now, there are only girls like him and Wang Luaner. And if he read it correctly, the girl seemed to have some other intentions for him.

It’s better to go to the yard and have someone else follow you, which can alleviate the embarrassment.

However, Jia Huan never thought clearly that although Wang Ziteng's transfer to Jiubian was promoted on the surface, he was actually just an increase in openness and secret decline.

If he hadn't been pushing behind the scenes, the officials of the Jia family faction would at least remind that in that, Wang Ziteng would have been alerted, not without the opportunity to get rid of Emperor Xiaokang's means.

Afterwards, Jia Huan believed that with Wang Ziteng's intelligence, he probably guessed that the Jia family's work was made.

And how could Wang Luaner, as Wang Ziteng's daughter, be so fond of him when he met him for the first time?

Although the contact time was relatively short, the soul of an adult lived in Jia Huan's body.

Moreover, looking at Wang Luaner's words and deeds, he also discovered that this little girl was not as lively as she looked on, and even her words exposed her far beyond ordinary people's knowledge.

But it was just such a little girl who made him feel special.

Perhaps because of the influence of the original work of the Red Chamber, he had a certain degree of awe of such gods and ghosts.

Moreover, he had a strong feeling that this little girl would continue to get entangled with him in her future life.

After some appreciation, Jia Huan also had a deeper understanding of the Wang family. Although the decorations in the mansion are not as luxurious as the east and west governments of the Jia family, they are thick and yet grand.

Especially when Wang Luaner led him to Wang Ziteng's study, he felt something that was not available in the Rongxi Hall of the Jia family.

From the side, it can also be seen that the Wang family is indeed more promising than the Jia family.

If Wang Ziteng hadn't been involved in something, it was unknown if the Wang family in the future would have reached the most glorious time of the Jia family.

Just as he was staring at the furnishings in Wang Ziteng's study and was thinking, he heard Wang Luaner beside him smiling and asked: "Brother Huan has written poems recently. Since Brother Huan published two poems in Longshouyuan last time, he has never heard of Brother Huan's poems again!"

Jia Huan smiled bitterly and then said, "I have been busy with other things recently and have no time to write poetry.

Besides, poetry and lyrics have always been a natural thing for articles and can be obtained by a masterpiece. If you ask me to write a poem on the spot, I might not even be able to write a word!"

The ancients valued poetry, especially during the Tang and Song dynasties. Everyone who made some achievements in the imperial examinations basically had one or two poems and lyrics.

Not to mention among literati and scholars, many times, they make friends through poetry.

In Wang Luaner's heart, Jia Huan's talent for poetry was praised by the Supreme Emperor as having no one in his dynasty, so how could he not write a poem? It can be seen that it was just a refusal.

Thinking of this, the little girl's face looked a little disappointed, but then she thought that it might be the first time she met her. She was too enthusiastic and scared her.

So he smiled and agreed, "Brother Huan is right. Poetry is not something you can do by thinking hard, otherwise there will be too many poems in the world.

Brother Huan can promise Luaner that he would write a poem next time. Can someone send it to Luaner to feast his eyes?"

As he was talking, the little girl blinked her bright big eyes and looked at him with great anticipation.

Seeing this, Jia Huan couldn't bear to refuse and agreed casually: "If there are any masterpieces, I will definitely ask Sister Luaner to taste it."

"I decided happily like this, Brother Huan can't regret it."

Wang Luaner immediately smiled on her face, jumping and jumping, as if she had gotten some favorite toy.

Seeing her like this, Jia Huan couldn't help laughing.

However, at this moment, a little maid ran over panting, first saluting Wang Luaner and Jia Huan, and then smiled and said, "Miss, the old lady asks Master Huan of the Jia family to go over and talk."

Upon hearing this, Wang Luaner nodded, then looked at Jia Huan and smiled, "Brother Huan, why not take Brother Huan to the ancestor's place, it's just right that I haven't paid any greetings to her today."

"Then I'll thank Sister Luaner!"

After coming out of Wang Ziteng's study, there was a long corridor and passing through several courtyard gates, then we came to a yard called An Ningzhai.

At the door, a few little maids saw Wang Luaner leading Jia Huan over, and they saluted each other, greeted him, and some people took the initiative to lead the way in front.

Compared with Jia Mu's yard, although the maids here are of a less-than-degree color, they are perfect in terms of etiquette.

Moreover, the maids of the Wang family were not as tall as those of the maids of Jia Mu, and the disdain that they emitted from their hearts.

Jia Huan couldn't help but nod in his heart.

After walking through the yard, I walked through another hall, and then I saw that there were more people in the yard.

Because they were all women or girls, the moment they saw Jia Huan, their expressions were a little surprised, and they even had a subconscious move to cover their face.

Seeing this, it is not true that Jia Huan goes in, nor does he not go in. After all, men and women are very defensive, and the Jia family does not pay attention to these things, which does not mean that others do not pay attention to them.

"Master Huan San, the old lady, please come in with Miss Luaner."

Fortunately, the voice of a maid saved him and relieved his inner embarrassment.

He nodded slightly to everyone, then greeted him, and then followed Wang Luaner into the inner room.

As soon as he entered, Jia Huan saw an old woman dressed in a somewhat festive manner sitting on the soft chair in the main seat. Wang Xifeng was holding Jia Zhi and talking and laughing with the people next to him.

On the chairs below, there were also some older women sitting, some of whom were wearing imperial clothes. I think they should be here to celebrate the birthday of the old lady of the Wang family.

"Jia Huan, Ningguo Mansion, I have met an old lady. I wish her good fortune as long as the flowing water in the East China Sea, and a long life longer than the pine trees in the South Mountains. I have today every year and good health every day!"

Since Jia Huan's title rank is higher than that of the old lady of the Wang family, he did not kneel down, but just wanted to bow his position.

When the old lady of the Wang family heard his introduction, she smiled happily and kept looking at him.

The other women were also a little surprised. They thought that the only one who came in was a junior of the Wang family, but they didn't expect that they were the inheritor of Ning Guo's title, the third-rank general Jia Huan.

For a moment, all the women's eyes were shining with brilliance, as if they were looking at their son-in-law again.

"Hahaha, my ancestor, this is my third brother Huan. Is he a handsome talent? You have to take a closer look. He passed the imperial examination at the age of nine, and even the Supreme Emperor praised him in his poems!"
Chapter completed!