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"The proprietor, is it really no longer aimed at Ming Zhongxin?" Master asked.

"Here, you can take a look at this first." Liu Zhixian rubbed his head tiredly and handed the booklet to the master.

The master stepped forward to take it and took a look.

The title of the book is "Kindergarten Qionglin"!

What kind of book is this? The master wondered.

When I opened it and looked at it closely, the more I looked at it, the more surprised I became, and the more I looked at it, the more shocked I became.

"Proprietor, where does this come from?"

"That's what Ming Zhongxin gave me! How, do you think I should target Ming Zhongxin? ”

"Is this really what Ming Zhongxin did? It can't be ghostwritten by someone else, right? The master asked suspiciously.

"I thought so at first, but after careful thinking, I will find that now that the Ming Family School has officially opened, we don't know what kind of studies are taught. And these are all arranged by Ming Zhongxin, and there are no clues that there are people behind Ming Zhongxin. From this point of view, this book is from him, and it should be believed! Liu Zhixian explained in thought.

"In this way, you really can't underestimate this Ming Zhongxin, but you should try your best to envelop it." The master nodded frequently.

"Congratulations to the proprietor, congratulations to the proprietor."

"Where does the joy come from?" Liu Zhixian asked with a smile.

"The work of education, the road to promotion!" Master affirmed.

Liu Zhixian smiled even more.

The master is also smiling.

"Do you know what to do next?"

"Narrative, publishing?"

"Nope! Send it to the Lady of Tigaku! Liu Zhixian shook his head.

"Understood, it's still the proprietor who is smart!" The master suddenly realized and said with admiration.

"You, you!" Liu Zhixian pointed at him with his hand, smiling.

"I heard that the Ming family's business hasn't been doing well lately?" Liu Zhixian asked.

"Yes, yes! The Ming family has been running out of funds recently, and their business is bleak! ”

"Has there been any improvement lately?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"That's yours, how can you be so lazy! The squire is the cornerstone of a county, and we should pay more attention to the squire's generation, and inquire about the recent movements of the Ming family? If you can give it, try to give it! ”

"Yes, what the proprietor said, I'll go." The master bowed down.

Liu Zhixian touched the manuscript with a thoughtful look.

Ming House.

The courtyard is full of round tables, one by one, as lively as a festival.

At the top, the old lady and the old peers of the clan were at a separate table, followed by Ming Youren leading the scholars among the clansmen to sit together, and the next was the ordinary clansmen, sitting according to their generations. Ming Yan and his father were also present.

The girls took care of the mat under the leadership of Xiaolan and Xiaoyue.

The servants shuttled back and forth between the tables to provide services to everyone.

On the wine table, people were full of voices and congratulations.

At this banquet, the old lady was happy and invited all the clansmen.

As the banquet began, Ming Zhongxin toasted the clansmen present, and the clansmen stood up one after another to salute back.

Everywhere Ming Zhongxin goes, it is full of laughter.

"I heard that the nephew of Zhongxin Xian made three poems of Yonglan at the literary meeting, minus the three words of magnolia and a piece of calligraphy, and won the championship, but I regretted that I did not see it at the scene. Today, I wonder if you can write a poem for us, so that I can also enjoy the masterpiece? One of the clansmen coaxed.

Some clansmen knew that Ming Zhongxin had not written poems in front of the county magistrate in the Wenhui, not to mention that today, although they didn't know the reason, they also thought that there might be taboos, so they looked at this clansman with a worried face, worried that Ming Zhongxin would turn his face on the spot!

In an instant, the field became silent.

"No, no! My young master has just come back and already mentioned the poem, in the old lady's room, I will go to fetch it, everyone will watch it! Satsuki took over the conversation first and gave people a step.

Ming Zhongxin didn't care about himself, and waved his hand to signal Xiaoyue to ask the old lady for instructions.

All because now Ming Zhongxin's ink treasure has been collected by the old lady and is ready to be framed tomorrow.

Xiao Yue came to the old lady and cautiously asked, "Old lady, all the clansmen want to see the young master's ink treasure, I don't know if it's possible?" ”、

"What did you say?" The old lady was surrounded by her peers, enjoying the compliments and being overjoyed, and she didn't hear Xiaoyue's instructions clearly.

"Old sister-in-law, Xiaoyue is asking, our clan wants to see CITIC's Mobao, can you see it?" A clan elder next to him interjected.

"Is that so?" The old lady looked at Satsuki inquiringly.

Satsuki hurriedly nodded yes.

"Okay then, Xiaolan, you go get it!" The old lady turned her gaze to Xiaolan, who was waiting next to her, and ordered.

Xiaolan should be, and she turned around and went into the house to get it.

"Slow down, be careful when picking up Mobao!" The old lady grabbed her and added.

"Old sister-in-law, don't worry about leaving it to the children! Come, tea! ”

The old lady's eyes were staring at Xiao Lan tightly, of course Xiao Lan knew that the old lady's ink treasure as a young master was an heirloom, and there could be no damage, so she nodded hurriedly and replied, "Xiao Lan remember, Xiao Lan will be careful and careful!" ”

"This girl!" The old lady looked at Xiaolan's serious appearance and said with a smile.

The old lady put her mind at ease and turned her head to socialize with the clan elder.

Looking at the old lady who was talking enthusiastically with all the clansmen, Mingzhong's confidence was full of happiness, in his previous life, his relatives had left him very early, and he had not experienced this feeling of happiness, which was really good!

The atmosphere was lively again, and people instantly put their mood into the next round of fighting.

After a few rounds of toasting, Ming Zhongxin was already a little drunk, and his eyes were already a little ghosted.

Take this opportunity to sit next to Ming Zhongyuan, drink some tea, eat a few more mouthfuls of food, and press down the wine.

Ming Zhongyuan asked in a low voice, "Brother clan, why didn't you write that decisive poem?" ”

Ming Zhongxin glanced at the old lady on the table, and glanced sideways at Ming Zhongyuan.

"I'm not a fool! You didn't see it, as soon as the eldest mother heard that Lan Jingze vomited blood, she immediately asked nervously. Obviously, Nalan Jingze is the eldest mother's nephew, even if he breaks the bones, he is connected to the tendons, which is the family affection that the eldest mother attaches the most importance to! Even if the uncle and uncle are so ruthless, but when has the eldest mother forgotten this family affection, in her eyes, the uncle and they will always be relatives connected by blood! ”

"Today, if I write out the decisive words in front of my mother, and my mother asks what is going on, how can I answer? Wouldn't that be self-defeating! ”

"In that case, how can the eldest mother be as happy as she is now? Am I that stupid?! ”

As he spoke, Ming Zhongxin looked at Ming Zhongyuan with disdain.

Ming Zhongyuan looked at his disdainful gaze and almost vomited blood.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

I saw Xiaolan holding Ming Zhongxin's ink treasure, and Xiaoyue next to her was cautious, escorting her like a bodyguard, and the two came to the old lady with nervous expressions.

"This is my grandson's Mobao!" The old lady stood up with Xiao Yue's support, and proudly pointed to the paper scroll in Xiao Lan's hand.