Jiapingguan Chronicle

Shen Haolin didn't respond to that question. He just smiled at Chu Han and, taking the opportunity to get a teacup, casually glanced at Chu Han, looking at his hands and fingernails, as well as the boots he was wearing. As expected, they were quite different from those drawn on the board.

In fact, he did not really doubt Chu Han's identity. Including himself, Master Jiang, Uncle Yan, Qin Zheng and others had already confirmed that the person in front of him was the second young master of the Jingwang Mansion, the arrogant, unruly, fearless little tyrant of Jiangnan.

Although they had never seen the Second Young Master's splendor when Chu Han was at the height of his fame, the fleeting glimpse they had seen as children had left a deep impression on them. Now, seeing him again, their long-dormant memories were awakened. Through a few small details they had noticed before, they were convinced that the person in front of them was the same person from back then.

Chu Han noticed Shen Haolin's gaze, raised an eyebrow slightly, and gave him a meaningful smile.

"It's been many years, and Kobayashi has become more and more cautious, which is good."

"Grand Uncle, I..." Shen Haolin, caught red-handed, said somewhat embarrassedly, "It wasn't intentional."

"I know you didn't mean it, and I didn't say anything, right?" Chu Han touched his face, sighed softly, and said with some emotion, "I was just thinking, I'm so good-looking, so naturally beautiful, it's not an easy thing to impersonate me. At least my fair skin and big eyes are hard to fake, right?"

These words left the children speechless. Even Xue Ruitian, who was usually the best at responding to such remarks, was somewhat stunned. He thought he was the most narcissistic person in the world, but he never expected that this great-uncle would be even better than him, or rather, far superior.

“Grand Uncle is right.” Shen Cha was the first to react. She smiled at Chu Han and said, “Grand Uncle and Uncle Ning must be in similar condition, right? Both of you are naturally beautiful, and none of the elders in the family seem to be like Grand Uncle and Uncle Ning.” She looked at Song Yaojia, then at Shen Haolin, winked at them, and said, “Right?”

"Hmm!" Song Yaojia and Shen Haolin exchanged a glance and quickly chimed in, "Compared to Uncle Ning, Father and Uncle are indeed a bit lacking, but compared to Grand Uncle..."

"how?"

"That's probably not going to work either," Song Yaojia said honestly. "It shouldn't be related to the medicine, right?"

"That shouldn't be a problem." Chu Han smiled, touching his face, a little unsure. "After all, my brother is in the same situation as me, but he's not as good-looking. However, he's never been as handsome as me, even though we're brothers. As for Chenchen," he thought for a moment, "he's about the same age as me, but he's also very good-looking." He looked at Shen Haolin, "Xiao Lin did a good job. Just because I'm someone you know doesn't mean you won't suspect me. By the same token, you should also be careful. People who haven't appeared around you for a long time and suddenly reappear, do they have any distinguishing features? If so, then you need to be careful, who knows where that little slippery eel might be hiding!" "Okay, Grand Uncle, we've got it." Shen Cha nodded, looking at the pattern of the boots on the board, and said, "Wearing such high heels, he must not be very tall?"

"Probably, but that's not important." Chu Han pointed to the soles of the boots. "Shoe shops usually don't sell soles this thick."

“That was probably made by his own tailor. After all, someone like him could easily afford to keep a few tailors at home.” Shen Cha thought for a moment, then sighed softly and said, “Did you notice anything special about the fabric of his clothes and boots?”

"Special?" Chu Han thought back to the few times he had met Master Falian, then shook his head at Shen Cha. "Actually, there's nothing special about it. It's all fairly standard material. While it's not the trendy kind, it won't go wrong either." He glanced at the thoughtful Shen Cha. "It's unlikely you'll find any flaws in it. Like you said, he lives on an island. Resources on the island aren't exactly scarce, but they're certainly not as plentiful as outside. He can buy things through caravans, but he only buys what he's used to, right? Besides, compared to girls, boys are less particular about these things. As long as it suits their status, that's fine. As for patterns and styles, it seems..." He looked at Shen Haolin, Xue Ruitian, then at Song Yaojia and Xia Chen, "...they don't seem to care much, right?"

“Indeed, I don’t care much.” Xia Chen nodded. “These past years, I’ve been at sea. Unless I’m in a small country and need to put on a show to demonstrate the might of our Great Xia, I basically don’t wear clothes made of particularly fine materials. They’re all made of coarse cloth, which is more convenient for working.”

“It’s different here in the capital. I still have to be mindful of these things, but I don’t need to pay attention to them.” Song Yaojia spread his hands. “Just as my great-uncle said, there are people who care about these things. We just need to stay within the bounds.”

Neither Shen Haolin nor Xue Ruitian spoke, but both nodded in agreement with Song Yaojia's statement.

"So, it's unlikely you'll find anything special about this." Chu Han smiled. "If you're asking if there's anything particularly special about it, then there is. This person has a particular fondness for light-colored clothes, like off-white, light blue, light pink, and all sorts of light colors. He doesn't really care whether those colors are for boys or if they're considered immature; he just really likes them. Even his boots are different. Most of his boots are black satin, but his are different. I've only seen him in black satin boots once or twice, but he mostly wears white ones, which is also quite important."

"White?" Shen Cha touched her chin. "Indeed, light-colored clothes go better with white boots. This Master Falian is indeed no ordinary monk; he's quite particular."

"It's not that we're particular about it, it just looks good together." Chu Han smiled. "Even though we're no longer princes and the previous dynasty is long gone, we still need to maintain a certain air of grandeur. Just like my brother and me, even though the Jing Prince's Mansion is long gone, our lives shouldn't suffer just because it's gone. We have money, and we can earn it ourselves, so why not keep going, right?"

“Uncle is right,” Song Yaojia nodded. “But the situation with the Jing Prince’s Mansion is different. The Jing Prince’s Mansion has only disappeared on the surface. As long as the two uncles are still alive, they will still receive the treatment they are entitled to.” (End of Chapter)