A welcome lunch was held at the Prince's Mansion of Zhouqiao.

After crossing the luxurious horse-drawn carriage, Zhao Hao saw a brand new five-chamber archway with four big characters 'No. 2 brothers'!

Now he is quite good at it and recognizes it at a glance that it is Wang Shizhen's work.

After passing through this archway, there is another one behind it, which reads "Huiyuan No. 1".

The first archway praised Wang Xijue and Wang Dingjue as the second best, while the next archway praised Wang Xijue as the most powerful deeds of winning the Huiyuan first and then the second best.

Of course, it is indeed worthy of being praised, after all, this is a story that is still talked about hundreds of years later.

Thank you for having one of these arches. Wang Mengxiang, who is in the same car as him, said:

"It is said that good things come together and you should be content, but you always feel that there are three arches to be perfect."

There are still three lives and three lives, Zhao Hao complained in his heart.

However, in another thirty years, Wang Xijue's son Wang Heng will perform another good show of father and son being the second best.

Thinking of the future, after two archways, another archway with the "father and son's second-class" will be erected, Zhao Hao couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The Wang family really has the second-class life."

But I guess Mr. Wang should be regretful by then that there is no top scorer at home.

Anyway, people will never be content...

~~

The carriage drove directly into the Wang family's five-story, grand and luxurious two-story gatehouse, and stopped in the super large sedan hall that could accommodate five cars and sedans at the same time.

A blue-clothed felt hat describes a capable servant who opened the car door, placed his footsteps, and helped his master and distinguished guests get out of the car.

Then Wang Mengxiang led Zhao Hao and others to the Jianshan Hall where the banquet was held along the long double-eaved corridor.

Along the way, Zhao Hao found that the shapes and styles of all the flower windows on those ordinary corridors were completely different.

Looking into the garden through the cave windows of square, round, fan-shaped, or ten thousand characters, crabapple, and Kui-patterned styles, you can see a step-by-step view outside the window. Each window is a wonderful landscape painting.

Zhao Hao knew that the wealth of the Wang family was no longer in appearance, but was hidden in the bones. He completely washed away the nouveau riche's face and cultivated the meaning of the aristocratic family.

Otherwise, no matter how rich Wang Shizhen is, he would not be with them, right?

Zhao Hao couldn't help but wake up secretly, and he had to calm down in the future, so he didn't want to put the four words "I am rich" on his face.

Although the Ming Dynasty worshiped money like four hundred years later, the aesthetics and style of society did not break the inheritance.

The upstart wealthy families like the Wang family of Langya can follow the example of the thousand-year-old family, so that the aesthetics will not be deviated, nor will they be beautiful with golden light and magnificent vanity.

Only after studying like this can the upstart gradually gain connotation and become a new family.

~~

The Jianshan Hall where the banquet was held was five rooms wide and had an eaves of one and a half meters high. It was as spacious as a rare building in Jiangnan.

Sitting in the hall, looking out, there are no common lotus ponds and water pavilions outside, but a huge rockery that is more than two meters high and has a circumference of more than ten meters.

The green grass is like green, the flowers are like brocade, the flowing water is gurgling, and the birds are chirping, which is no different from a real mountain.

‘Uh, okay, take back my words…’ Mr. Zhao secretly slapped in the face: ‘The urge to show off wealth is really a human instinct and can’t be quit at any time.’

Seeing Zhao Hao's eyes straightened, Wang Mengxiang couldn't brag about it himself.

"After you still have Yufeng Mountain in Kunshan, we are really gone in Taicang." Wang Shimao, who was sitting by the side, introduced with a smile:

"My uncle's grandfather, Xinjiang Gong, made a vow to build soil from all directions, move the stones from Taihu Lake, and build a mountain for my Taicang to maintain Feng Shui."

Zhao Hao thought to himself, this kind of thing doesn't seem to be very auspicious. It's like Gen Yue...

However, after building this mountain, the old Wang family seemed to be getting more and more prosperous.

Forget it, I won’t think about unscientific things anymore.

He exclaimed: "Jingshantang is worthy of its reputation..."

"Hahaha." Wang Mengxiang laughed happily and said, "It's far worse than his nephew. Mr. Wenshan said that you are in Jinling, but you are building a squat and building a tower on a real mountain. You want to build the largest private garden in the world."

Wen Zhengming's young men rely on designing courtyards for wealthy people, appraising antiques, and helping customers make a living, wandering among the wealthy people in Susong. Naturally, they are regular customers of the Wang family.

"Mr. Wenshan is too exaggerated. No matter how big Xiaocang Mountain is, it is a barren mountain and a wilderness. What kind of garden is it?" Zhao Hao hurriedly smiled modestly.

"Why should a doctor be humble? No one knows this Ming Dynasty now. You have a sharp eye like a torch, and you can see ordinary people but not. A pair of wonderful hands can turn stones into gold." Wang Shimao also smiled and agreed:

"In the future, the garden is completed, we must be allowed to come and congratulate us and see the beautiful scenery of the world."

"No, I'll have to be shameless at that time. Stay there for a few days and come back and brag with others." Wang Mengxiang laughed.

Everyone who accompanied the guests in the hall also praised Zhao Hao. With Mr. Zhao's face, he was a little embarrassed.

~~

When Rong Zi's beautiful maid served the wine and food, Wang Mengxiang personally held the pot and wanted to pour wine for Zhao Hao.

"No!" the three apprentices stood up and shouted, "The master is underage yet!"

"My master can drink juice." Hua Shuyang poured freshly squeezed bayberry juice for Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao hurriedly smiled apologetically and said, "My uncle is sorry, my father is too strict in discipline and dare not drink before the ban is lifted."

"Oh, haha, Zhao Zhuangyuan is too strict..." Wang Mengxiang laughed and said, "What you drink doesn't matter, your feelings are the same."

Then he poured wine for himself and Wang Shimao, stood up with the wine, and led the crowd to welcome Zhao Hao's arrival.

After drinking it all, the maid poured a second glass of wine for the old man. Wang Mengxiang picked it up and said with gratitude to Zhao Hao:

"The Dogzi's second place is thanks to Dr. Zhao's careful teaching. He read his elder brother's letter that the boy was eating and living in the doctor's house, which made the doctor worry."

As he said that, Mr. Wang drank it all over with Zhao Hao again, holding his hand and said sincerely: "I really don't know how to thank the doctor. Gold, silver and jewelry are too vulgar, and antique calligraphy and painting are hard to match the doctor's preferences."

Zhao Hao was deeply relieved when he heard this. It seemed that Jinyang had already told his father that he did not like antiques with poor monetization ability.

As for gold, silver and jewelry, although I don’t lack it, that love is eternal…

"It just so happened that Ling Zun had just arrived in Kunshan and Guixian suffered another flood. Why don't I donate some food to relieve Zhao Zhuangyuan's worries?" Then Wang Mengxiang said sincerely.

"My family Wuyang and Shuyang first studied with a doctorate, and now they both became talents in high school. Although the Han family's financial resources are far less than that of their uncle's family, their intentions are the same. Let's try our best to donate some to your county."

"This..." Although Zhao Hao knew that things were not that simple, he still felt very helpful.

The other party knew why he came from this trip. Not only did he not avoid it, he also took the initiative to donate food as soon as he came. In addition to letting him enjoy drinking, he also gave Mr. Zhao enough face.

"Then I will refuse it and thank the elders of Kunshan for their gratitude." Zhao Hao hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply to the two of them.

"Hey, doctor, don't be polite." Wang Mengxiang hurriedly supported him and smiled sincerely, "We are as close as a family, how can we distinguish each other?"

"Thank you, thank you." Zhao Hao thanked again.
Chapter completed!