The Prince of Rebirth

The aunt's change was only because Xia Jin's appearance stimulated her, reminding her that she had lost a son, at least she had to keep the only son left, and as an aunt, the biggest weapon in her hand was Second Master Xia's. Pampering means that she will go to the dressing table when she is haggard.

It's easy to explain why Auntie doesn't go to see Xia Jin, because Xia Jin is the first son and she is the mother-in-law. If Li can adopt one, she can adopt the second. If Xia Jin and Aunt Zhang's close relationship makes Li unhappy, Then it is not impossible to have another son-in-law, so we understand.

Wenwen is slow to heat up, the next chapter is about the plot, pay attention to the foreshadowing, dear

When Xia Jin got up early and walked to the place where the carriage was usually parked, she saw Xia Yu and Xia Huan. A few days ago, because the big house and the second house were noisy, both sides kept a tacit distance. Xia Jin was very surprised when he came over.

"Big brother and second brother, why are you leaving later than usual today?"

"The three of us brothers, let's go together. I haven't seen you these days, but I have never asked you how you are doing in school."

Xia Yu patted Xia Jin on the shoulder, and Xia Jin waved Lang Shun to get into the carriage he had prepared earlier, but he got into the same carriage as Xia Yu and Xia Huan.

The decoration in the car was not much different from that when Xia Jin went to school on the first day, and the waiter at the side was still making tea, but there was an extra car following behind, and in that car sat Langshun, who was sitting The symbol of the second room.

Just like what Xia Jin said to Li Shi before, no matter how close he and Xia Yu are, it can't change the fact that Xia Yu is the eldest son of the eldest son. help relatives.

No right or wrong, just different positions.

In the previous life, the first and second families had fought extremely fiercely. Marquis Yongning had a strong body, and Xia Jin hadn't decided on an heir to the title until Xia Jin was killed, so Xia Jin still doesn't know which house will win.

In his previous life, he looked down on everyone in this world, including Xia Yu, his direct competitor. But in all fairness, Xia Yu was much better than Xia Jin in terms of knowledge, character, and others. The third-generation old Hou Ye should also choose the big house.

What about this life?

Xia Jin looked at Xia Yu, and the 11-year-old boy had faintly grown up with the introverted and stable spirit. The Xia family's children were all good-looking, and Xia Yu was precocious and calm, even standing among a group of brothers. He is also extremely outstanding, not to mention he still occupies the honorable status of the eldest grandson, and he is not a master whose brilliance can be concealed no matter where he goes.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Xia Yu looked around her body and asked Xia Jin after confirming that there was nothing unusual about it.

"Brother is good-looking, don't you want people to take a look?"

"Slick tongue, who doesn't know that you are the best born among the brothers, you are trying to ask me to praise you in a different way."

Xia Jin ignored Xia Yu, just twisted a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth to chew, because he couldn't swallow it in his throat because he was so anxious that he covered his throat and coughed violently, Xia Yu quickly passed the teacup over Let him take a sip, and Xia Huan also cheered Xia Jin up. The three of them worked hard for a while before finally letting Xia Jin calm down. In this way, the initial embarrassment and taboo were gone, and the three of them spoke more casually.

"You have never been a worry-free person. How can you choke on a snack? It's useless."

Xia Huan stretched out her paw and patted the back of Xia Jin's head. Xia Jin kicked him, but accidentally kicked Xia Yu. Xia Yu slapped each of them before tidying them up.

"It doesn't matter what you two look like, it doesn't matter if you want to fight or quarrel, close the door and smash your head, put up your airs for me outside, and don't lose the face of my Yongning Hou Mansion!"

Xia Jin and Xia Huan always had to be honest and promise in front of the mature and stable elder brother. After that, they stopped and only asked about some things in the school. Xia Yu explained a lot to Xia Jin, and Xia Huan occasionally interjected. In other words, none of the three brothers mentioned the conflicts that have arisen in the past few days between the first and second bedrooms. In fact, Xia Yu has already made it clear just now——

It doesn't matter if you fight with your head behind closed doors, but facing outsiders, the Yongning Hou Mansion must be of one mind.

After all, they are still brothers with the same surname, and they don't care whether you are the first or second wife, as long as your surname is Xia, in the eyes of others, you are the symbol of the entire Yongninghou Mansion.

"In a few days, there will be a grand competition in the Pine Fragrance Academy. You don't need to think too much about it when you are still young in school. It's just a foil for those who made an early decision. Just remember not to compete with others at that time It hurts the peace, although there are not many kings and grandchildren in the Songxiang Court, there are still a few, and you should remember that although it is not enough to please, it is impossible to make enemies."

Xia Jin knew who Xia Yu was referring to. The Pine Fragrance Academy specially set up a dormitory for the royal children and grandchildren. The teaching was separated from them on weekdays, but the Dabi was in one place. The limelight of those princes and grandchildren has to lose a lot.

"But is there a nobleman coming?"

"The nobleman in the palace is coming, I don't know who it is, just remember to be careful on that day."

**

Xia Jin took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the bookcase one by one and put them on the table. Lang Shun had to back out after putting down the bookcase. He had to grind the ink and cut paper by himself.

"Lend me your homework."

He Zheng came over at some point, he was not familiar with other people, maybe it was because he met Xia Jin on the first day, and he always talked to Xia Jin after that.

Xia Jin who has been haunted by her love rival: ...

"It's in the box, take it by yourself, first agree, if you continue to criticize me, I will tear up your homework and let Mr. Zhao beat you."

He Zheng is not good at anything else, but he is quite accomplished in calligraphy and painting. If he has skills, his vision will be higher than that of ordinary people. Therefore, He Zheng always likes to pick Xia Jin's thorns in calligraphy and painting. So accurate that there is no room for retaliation.

"You can only benefit from knowing your shortcomings. It seems petty of you to avoid your shortcomings like this."

"Is it the work of a gentleman that you are so keen on picking up people's scars?"

He Zheng made a ferocious expression at Xia Jin with that face covered with scars. The whole face was instantly ferocious. Xia Jin didn't feel anything after seeing it, but the person standing next to Xia Jin was so scared. Cried.

He Zheng: ...

"You made him cry."

He Zheng spread out Xia Jin's words silently, glanced at it, and then glanced at it again, pretending not to hear the crying over there, and began to criticize calmly.

"I don't have enough arm strength, and my hand trembles when I write. Your words really don't catch my eye."

Xia Jin: ...

"I didn't ask to come into your eyes."

Mr. Zhao came in just when Xia Jin was about to snatch He Zheng's writing and tear it to pieces. The boys stood in front of the desk in an orderly manner and spread out the writing for Mr. to read.

"There are a lot of people here today, but I don't know if this word is as neat as a human head."

Most of the children in the Pine Fragrance Court are children between seven and nine years old. Occasionally, a few older ones are stranded in the courtyard because of poor academic performance, so it is difficult to pull out the tall ones from the pile of piles. He Zheng is not bad. Jin and the other few who came from a scholarly family can still catch the eye, and most of the rest are uneven like dogs gnawing, and the calligraphy class is invited by Mr. Zhao, a famous master, just like He Zheng. Natural vision is high when the skills are overwhelming, and it is inevitable to toss and toss when looking at these incompetent brats.

"The length is out of order, the writing is frizzy, torn, and rewritten!"

The gentleman wandered around between the desks, scolding and crying every time someone passed by, here are some honorable children, who are not favored in every way on weekdays, naturally they can't bear these grievances, and it hinders the respect for the teacher Dare not to violate the big rules, so I had to hold a ball of waste paper with tears and snot on my face.

Looking at the weeping posture in the room, Xia Jin felt a little uncertain. Although he didn't work hard in his previous life, he could still do it after all these years of pretending to force his hand.

Well, at least among a bunch of kids under the age of ten.

"Are you in a hurry when you write?"

Mr. Zhao picked up Xia Jin's writing and spread it out for a look, then said,

"Fashion has been put on display. It's feasible that the pen is unstable and the pen is frivolous. I'm afraid your word is out of it."

Xia Jin was ashamed. At the beginning, because of his aunt's accident, he was perfunctory with his homework, but because of his good airs, he coaxed Second Master Xia to go over. It was Mr. Zhao's turn that he really couldn't pass the test no matter what.

"Jin knew it was wrong."

Mr. Zhao tore the rice paper into several pieces with a blank expression and threw them on the desk. Xia Jin and her classmates picked up the words and bowed their heads in silent mourning.

Mr. Zhao walked directly to He Zheng's side without looking back, picked up the calligraphy as usual and looked at it for a while.Xia Jin planned to watch the show with wide eyes because of He Zheng's sarcasm before, but she never thought that Mr. Zhao's poisonous tongue and tearing paper skills were not effective, but unexpectedly showed fear.

Mr. Zhao looked at the writing in his hand, and then at He Zheng's face, but because the burn area was too large, he couldn't see his original face clearly. Mr. Zhao frowned, and after all, he didn't say anything, skipped over He Zheng and left. to the next person.

This is a strange thing.

Xia Jin didn't have the guts to be a curious person again after a new life, so although she saw the clues, she didn't want to get involved, so she just spread out a piece of rice paper and rubbed ink to rewrite, and didn't go to see Mr. Zhao again.

**

After school, a group of children flocked to their own carriages, while Xia Jin led Lang Shun and He Zheng down the mountain to find their own servants.When a few good classmates gather together, it is inevitable to complain about various problems in the school, and the one who bears the brunt is that bad-tempered Mr. Zhao.

"Mr. used to teach the princes and grandchildren. How can we compare with the blood of the real dragon? He is so harsh, but is he going to make us all suffocate to death?"

"Mr. is a contemporary master, and strictness is nothing. It is better to have Mr. Guidance than to stagnate like us."

Everyone quarreled at the end of your sentence, and Xia Jin listened vigorously from the sidelines, fanning the wind to light a fire from time to time, until He Zheng pulled him away, still a little bit unsatisfied.

"I've never seen you challenge me face to face like this, but my skin is itchy, how many times do you want to whip Mr.'s ruler?"

"The friendship between classmates is something that I can provoke with just a few words, but I just want to have fun. Why are you so serious, and you want to scare people to death with an ugly face?"

He Zheng touched the scar on his face, thought for a while, then stretched out his foot and kicked Xia Jin.

"Little man!"

Xia Jin almost fell, but fortunately, Lang Shun caught him quickly, otherwise Xia Jin would have to roll down the stone steps in front of so many people.

"Shameless, how dare you sneak attack while I'm not prepared!"

Xia Jin was so angry that he was plotted against by a brat!

Although He Zheng is a bit dull, he is not stupid after all. There is no reason to kick someone and still wait for others to take revenge. He ran away for a long time after kicking Xia Jin. There was a hole in the stone steps.

After being interrupted by He Zheng like this, Xia Jin lost the intention of playing around, and walked straight down the mountain with Lang Shun, only vaguely remembering one detail in her mind.

Mr. Zhao used to give lectures to princes and grandchildren.

Mr. Zhao was terrified when he saw He Zheng's words.

Although the two have nothing to do with each other, Xia Jin has a different guess.