Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 492 Entering Beijing 2
"Where is your family?!" Song Fanhua frowned at him, and the man respectfully took out a token from his pocket and showed it to Song Fanhua.

Song Fanhua recognized at a glance that it was the jade hairpin that Song Che was wearing, and hurriedly reached out to take it and asked, "Where is my father?"

"Yes, the master knew that the young master was coming, so he sent his subordinates down early to inquire about it, young master, please prepare and go home!" The man bowed his head respectfully, and Song Fanhua waved his hands unaccustomedly: "You wait first Come on, let me discuss it with my friends!"

Then he closed the door, turned around and walked to Cheng Huan, looked at Cheng Huan and said nervously: "Huan'er, what you and I are worried about seems to come sooner than expected! Can you go with me?"

"Okay!" Cheng Huan nodded. Song Che stayed in the capital, so naturally he had to find him on this trip. Finding Song Che would naturally involve Song Fanhua's background.

Before she came, she had already decided to advance and retreat with Song Fanhua, so naturally she would not back down.

But judging from this person's attitude, the master he said had a good attitude towards Song Fanhua, which reassured Cheng Huan a lot.

Song Fanhua touched Cheng Huan and hugged him tightly. In this strange city, as a man, he couldn't help feeling uneasy, but seeing Huan'er, all the uneasiness and worries were gone.

Cheng Huan smiled lightly and lay still on Song Fanhua's shoulder,
Song Fanhua whispered, "Thank you, Huaner!"

After speaking, she looked up at Cheng Huan, saw the brilliance flowing in her big eyes, couldn't help but smile, then let go of Cheng Huan, turned around and walked outside the house.

After talking to the man, they followed him into the carriage.

Horse-drawn carriages are very rare in Penglai Town, but they have become frequent visitors here. The streets that are twice as wide as Penglai Town are filled with horse-drawn carriages. The shops on both sides are even more luxurious than Penglai Town, with a wide variety of goods. , Exotic features abound, and there are even three-story buildings.

After driving all the way, bypassing the entire bustling street and passing through a spacious alley, they stopped in front of a red lacquered wooden gate about four times the size of Cheng Huan's courtyard gate.

The man opened the curtain, and a servant placed a low stool in front of the carriage, and only then did Cheng Huan and Song Fanhua come down.

Cheng Huan raised his eyes to look at the top of the gate, and at the same time Song Fanhua also looked over.

"Shen's Mansion" appeared in the black eyes of the two people in front of them. Song Fanhua instinctively took a step back. He remembered that his father had accidentally mentioned his mother's name, and her mother's surname was Shen.

Cheng Huan looked at the gate, and saw the lintel carved with patterns on the top of the gate, which was about half a foot wide.

Remember that such a lintel must be owned by officials, even if you are a wealthy person, you are not allowed to have such a lintel without an official position.

That's why there is an idiom that says: "Glorious door lintel, door lintel is not easy to have."

Cheng Huan glanced at it. Although she only had an idea and didn't know much about the rules of the lintel, she could guess that it was not an ordinary house when she saw the heavily guarded gate and the wide gate.

Looking sideways at the person who brought them here, Cheng Huan asked in a low voice, "Can you tell us what the owner here does?!"

"Master is the Minister of Rites!"

"First rank?!" Cheng Huan looked at the man in surprise, and the man hurriedly shook his head: "Master is a second rank official!"

"Oh!" Cheng Huan hurriedly agreed, then shut up.

(End of this chapter)