The noise caught the attention of Captain Feng and the others. Captain Feng stared at them suspiciously for a while, then suddenly strode over: "What's going on? What's all the fuss about?"
Upon seeing Captain Feng, Ji Xia eagerly said, "Captain Feng, this man claims to be the 34th generation descendant of Dorgon, a noble descendant of the Manchu Qing dynasty, and wants to order a new wedding dress with Manchu aristocratic characteristics for his fiancée."
"No—you're lying, I didn't—" The young man's face changed drastically from fright at her words.
“Of course I’m not making this up. You just said you wanted a special wedding dress made, that the styles at the counter weren’t suitable, and that it had to meet the requirements of your Manchu nobility—”
"A wedding dress with Manchu characteristics?"
Captain Feng narrowed his eyes and looked the young man up and down: "What's your name?"
Meeting Captain Feng's sinister gaze, the young man swallowed hard and shook his head tremblingly: "My name is Jin Xiaohu, I didn't—"
“I know that the Jin family are descendants of the Manchus. They were originally surnamed Aijue Silla, but later changed their surname to Jin. They are a lineage of the Manchu emperors, and I have always thought they are very remarkable.”
Ji Xia answered quickly, then gave Captain Feng a careful, ingratiating smile.
"You seem to know quite a lot," Captain Feng said calmly.
"Yes, it's written in the history book. I've been reviewing for the college entrance exam recently, and I saw it in the book."
"No, I'm not. I'm a Han Chinese, not a descendant of an emperor." Jin Xiaohu waved his hands repeatedly in fright.
Ji Xia narrowed her eyes and sneered: "Just because you're not a descendant of the emperor, does that mean you have to have a custom-made wedding dress? Can't you wear a wedding dress sold at a supply and marketing cooperative? Is your fiancée born noble and different from everyone else?"
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