Seriously, old Xue is still Xue Pan's clan uncle.
Although this relative was indeed far away, Xue Pan still felt a little awkward in his heart when he heard him calling his wife seriously.
"uncle Pregnant..."
"Huh? Really!!!"
Upon hearing Xue Pan's confirmation, Lao Xue immediately screamed strangely! He almost frightened old man Hua who was on the car and knocked his foot off the floor, and he rolled down directly from the car.
"This... this is such a happy event! Come on, come on, it's cold outside, get in the car and follow me to the house to rest, don't dare to get sick! No, no, I have to go find a few doctors..."
Ignoring Old Man Hua who was glaring at him, Old Xue was so excited that he felt at a loss. Even his normally sharp tongue was a little disobedient at this time.
Why……
How come everyone who is close to me seems to act like this after hearing that Xue Pan is pregnant?
Being like this all the time made Xiao Han feel a little depressed. Could it be that these people regarded him as a eunuch? Doesn’t everyone have this thing called children?
Let alone Li Shimin, he welcomed his ninth child this year, who was later known as Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi. I didn't see you so excited at that time!
Xiao Han rolled his eyes, maybe he really didn't know.
In today's Xiaojiazhuang, except for him, everyone else is going crazy thinking about their children!
If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't easy to take over and help at this time, they would have done that...
Today's Xiao family is a very strange existence in the Tang Dynasty.
It only took a few years from its emergence, rise, and current prosperity.
In just a few years, the Xiao family has completed the journey that other families have taken hundreds of years to complete! And it also walks extremely smoothly!
Now, just look at the current atmosphere in the court and Xiao Han's ability to play both sides.
Who knew that the prosperity of the Xiao family would never be a flash in the pan!
But as the old saying goes: No one is good in a thousand ways, and a flower is not as red as a hundred days. There is no perfect thing in this world.
As a new force in the Tang Dynasty, the Xiao family may have the biggest drawback today, that is population!
When describing other families, people often use the word population decline.
But if you want to describe the Xiao family, it would not be withered, but simply withered clean...
It's still clean, with no leaves at all and only a bare pole left! How can you not make people around you anxious?
Without heirs, there is no inheritance. Who will pass on Xiao Han's huge family fortune in the future? Where should these people who are attached to the big tree of the Xiao family go?
I can't understand Lao Xue's feeling of finally taking reassurance.
Xiao Han accompanied Xue Pan on the black shed carriage and rushed slowly to the city.
The dock where the big ship was parked was very close to the center of the city. It didn't take much effort for the carriage to stop.
After opening the curtain and coming down, Xiao Han, who was a little depressed, suddenly felt much better.
Without it, just because the house in front of me is indeed more beautiful!
Maybe it's because Xiao Han and the others are used to living in the north for a long time, and what they see the most are the square and neat courtyards. Even the Hou Mansion is strictly symmetrical, and it's a bit bigger than other places.
Therefore, when he saw the house in front of him with pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, even the serious old man couldn't help but admire it.
"Hahahaha... This house was originally built by a Hu businessman. He hired the best craftsmen at the time! But unfortunately, before it was completed, his business ran into problems.
I felt sorry for him at the time, and since the Marquis wrote to me to buy a place for me to live in, I generously asked him to use the house to pay off some of our family's debts, and then tidied up again, waiting for you to come and live here! "
Quietly looking back at Xue Pan and Xiao Han's satisfied expressions, Manager Xue couldn't help stroking his beard and said proudly.
Seeing that proud look, Xiao Han couldn't help but frown and glance at him several times, his eyes full of suspicion.
"There's a problem with the business? And it happens to be a problem with our family's business? What's the best thing is that he went bankrupt just after I wrote a letter asking for a house??"
Are there really so many coincidences in this world? Anyway, Xiao Han didn't believe it.
However, Xiao Han just muttered a few words in his heart about this matter. If this was originally a Tang Dynasty's house, he might have asked, but since it belonged to a Hu, forget it and pretend he didn't hear anything. Besides, this house is really nice.
When Xiao Han and his party came to Yangzhou, it was like dropping a pebble into the calm lake.
The lake water rippled layer by layer, but in an instant it became calm, with only the slight water ripples swaying into the distance.
Yangzhou cloth deployment!
Just by listening to the name, you can tell that it is the oldest and largest fabric store in Yangzhou City.
It controls almost two-thirds of the wholesale cloth sales in Yangzhou City, and even silk brocades that go to other countries are basically sent from here.
Generally speaking, those who can achieve such a big business have an amazing background and power!
But what is unexpected is that the boss behind this cloth shop has always been extremely mysterious.
Except for the general shopkeeper who is responsible for all things in the cloth shop, even the old man who has been in the cloth shop for more than ten years has never seen him.
today.
After inspecting the accounting room, Mr. Qian, the chief shopkeeper of the cloth shop, went to the deepest room of the cloth shop with his hands behind his back as usual.
"Haha, I haven't been here for several years, but the place still looks the same. I don't know why the old man likes such old antiques. Tsk, tsk, it really has no taste."
Before the person could get closer, a voice came from the usually quiet room.
Mr. Qian's expression was stagnant, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face that had always been smooth in the ancient well. Then he hurriedly took a few steps and stepped forward to open the door to the room.
The door opened gently.
In the room, a young man with a delicate face was sitting on the sandalwood bed facing the door with his legs crossed.
In his hand, he still held half a green crisp pear. There were several teeth marks on the snow-white pear flesh. He didn't know how he found such a fresh crisp pear in spring.
In addition, beside this somewhat unruly young man, there was a beautiful woman standing aside, her eyes like autumn water, quietly watching Mr. Qian.
"Young...Master!"
After wiping his eyes to make sure that he had not seen the wrong person due to his blindness, Mr. Qian gave a trembling cry and immediately went up to greet him. He was about to pay homage.
"Hey, no need!" The young man looked up lazily and glanced at Mr. Qian. At the same time, he stretched out his legs. The movement seemed casual, but he lifted Mr. Qian's body who was about to kneel up.
"Don't kneel down all the time. That stubborn old man disappeared last year! We will learn from others in the future and don't feel like kneeling down anymore! Xiao He? Xiao He! Go and bring a chair for Shopkeeper Qian."
