"How so!"

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand to help.

"There are a thousand bells in the book!"

"If Mr. Zhan can thoroughly study agriculture and increase grain production, it will also be a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people."

"Even if it's farming, you can still make a difference."

Song Qingyuan said solemnly.

"Huh?"

Zhan Miao'er was stunned for a moment, and then laughed softly.

"If the county lord of Jinning doesn't say it, Miao'er will forget it."

"Isn't the Song family, where the county lord of Jinning is located, rise because of the merits of winter wheat."

"The county lord is right!"

Zhan Miao'er nodded.

"Farming can indeed grow a bright future, and I will tell my father this."

"I believe that when my father listens to this, he will not live a decadent life again."

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As he spoke, he made another solemn salute.

"In front of Master Zhan, how dare I mention the word teaching."

Song Qingyuan shook his head modestly, but secretly smiled in his heart.

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But...... It does.

Song Qingyuan's eyes rolled, and he called the young man and took her to the bookshelf on the side of the books on agriculture.

Among them, she picked out three agricultural books that she had read and highly admired.

Then he handed it to Zhan Miaoer and said, "This book is a gift from me to Mr. Zhan." ”

"I hope that one day, he can really find a way to increase food production in this book."

"Grow food and clothing for the people."

Once upon a time, Lu Zhiyu, Lu Mingxuan's father, also gave her books, wishing her to grow a splendid countryside.

She did it and planted a bright future for their Song family.

Today, she gave similar words to this talented and wealthy Zhan master.

Perhaps this randomly sown seed can really bear a different flower in the future......

"Miao'er thanked her father for it."

Zhan Miaoer solemnly, held the book in her arms, and looked at Song Qingyuan with a bright smile.

Although her smile was hidden under the face towel, the pair of eyes that were exposed clearly expressed her gratitude.

"The county lord of Jinning is sorting out the books?"

Zhan Miao'er's eyes noticed the red sleeves on the side, and the private school guy who helped.

"Yes!"

Song Qingyuan nodded, also to conceal it.

"The establishment of the Chinese Culture Museum is imminent, and a large number of books are needed."

"When Mr. He learned about it, he opened the bookstore and allowed us to transcribe some books that were not included in the Guozijian Library."

"That's right......"

Zhan Miao'er smiled lightly.

"I also have a little collection of books at home, if the county lord of Jinning does not dislike it, Miao'er will copy it another day and send it to the county lord of Jinning."

"There is no end to learning, and of course I will not dislike it."

"As long as you have read books, you will not dislike having too many books."

Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "In this way, I thanked Miss Zhan." ”

"Don't dare to be!"

Zhan Miao'er shook her head.

"It's just what you can do, and another day, Miao'er will come to visit."

"That'...... The county lord of Jinning will go and get busy first, and Miao'er will not bother. ”

Zhan Miaoer said, bowing and retreating.

On the other side of the bookshelf, I quietly began to choose the books I wanted to read.

At this time, Song Qingyuan also temporarily entrusted the five books he had just picked to Mr. He for safekeeping.

Then with the red sleeves, the boy from the bookstore, he began to read the books.

In a moment, a young man dressed in a white brocade robe with a jade face entered the bookstore and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Mu Zhuoxi?

Song Qingyuan was surprised.

This unreasonable little marquis is also a person who loves to read.

"Is that you?"

After seeing Song Qingyuan, Mu Zhuoxi was also stunned.

He never expected that he would meet Song Qingyuan in this bookstore.

So he turned a corner and walked this way.

Glancing at a few people who were sorting out the books, "Come here to find books, but to prepare for the Chinese Academy of Studies?" ”

"Yes!"

Song Qingyuan nodded and stood up.

"Little Hou Ye wants to contribute one or two to the students of the world?"

Mu Zhuoxi pouted, "I'm not that interested!" ”

It's okay to ask him to be a gentleman, but to be a good person, then there is no need......

"That's right......"

Mu Zhuoxi suddenly remembered something.

"I heard that the third prince spent 150,000 taels to buy the house back?"

"yes!"

Song Qingyuan pursed his lips and smiled.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, he is much more generous than Little Marquis Mu!"

"Huh!"

Mu Zhuoxi sneered, his beautiful eyes rolled up, and he didn't know what he meant.

Is it ridiculing Song Qingyuan's words, or is it ridiculing the three princes themselves.

Then he looked at it inquiringly and said, "The third prince is arrogant, and he will be willing to give out the money and buy the things he gave away, isn't it a slap in the face." ”

"What kind of tricks did you use this girl?"

Mu Zhuoxi suddenly approached.

Song Qingyuan was so frightened that he took two steps back, took a deep breath, and sent him over with a roll of his eyes.

"What can I do!"

"I'm a powerless, powerless, and famous little woman, can I still influence the thoughts of the three princes?"

Mu Zhuoxi pouted, "Then who knows, you are so scheming." ”

Scheming?

Song Qingyuan's eyes widened slightly.

She came up with a few ideas that didn't exist in this era, and they seemed to be a little different.

But that's not a lot of trickery, is it?

Is......

Song Qingyuan shook his head, said no more, turned around and continued to select books with Red Sleeves and the others.

Mu Zhuoxi knew that he was not interesting, and he didn't dwell on it, so he took out a book at random, sat on the table next to him, and read it.

"Red Sleeves, you send these to the National Prison first."

Song Qingyuan patted the books that had been piled up into a small mountain, and continued, "Ask them to find someone to transcribe them." ”

"Remember, mark it clearly, don't get confused."

"Don't worry, girl, it won't!"

Red Sleeves said, casually opened a page of the book, and showed an engraving with a study mark to Song Qingyuan.

"The old gentleman is really thoughtful!"

"You go first!"

Song Qingyuan patted his red sleeves.

"I'll tidy up for a while, and then you come back to pick me up, and we'll go back together."

"Good!"

Red Sleeves responded, turning to leave.

At this time, Zhan Miao'er, who was already standing aside, looked at Song Qingyuan and said with a smile, "I have chosen the books and come to say goodbye to the county lord of Jinning." ”

"Goodbye, Lord Jinning!"

"Goodbye, Miss Zhan."

Song Qingyuan bowed slightly, watching Zhan Miaoer leave.

After a while.

"Click", a book fell at the feet of Song Qingyuan, who was squatting on the ground and sorting out the books.

Song Qingyuan looked up.

"Take it and read it, this book is for you."

Right for her?

Song Qingyuan lowered his head, picked it up, and looked at it, "Women's Virtue".

I x!

Song Qingyuan was speechless.

Mu Zhuoxi sat there and read it intently for so long, and it was this kind of book that he was reading.

Song Qingyuan felt a little yy in his heart, and then raised his head......

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