Xue Mingyu asked Mao Mao to go to Xiaofeng Courtyard to pick up flowers and trees, and it was not so difficult for a five-year-old to take care of flowers and trees. Mama An has often gone to pick up flowers recently, and sometimes she also asks Steward Chen to buy some flower seeds or something. Mama An has finally let go of half of her heart for this new life, so that she can rest assured that she can spend some time doing what she loves to do. Of course, Xue Mingyu and Mao Mao have three chapters of the law, and they can't mention Xue Mingyu to anyone in the other courtyard, nor can they mention the affairs of the other courtyard to Dahu. In fact, Maomao basically didn't have a chance to go out.

It was busy outside, but Xue Mingyu was idle. The things outside were all done step by step, and she also completed the second letter to Huangfu Xingong. At the end, Xue Mingyu said that there is a beautiful reed swing in Xingong and Yanjing. I have seen it once, but I have thought of the reeds that grow quietly by the water's edge and shake their heads slightly in the wind, and my heart is very desolate. If you're here, I'll take you there.

"Master. Letter from the northern side of Xinjiang. Tang Zhi put a secret letter painted with red fire paint in front of his desk.

"Hmm." Tang Jiu glanced at it. It wasn't intended to be taken apart immediately. But he pursed his thin lips thoughtfully, "That, is there any movement over there?" ”

"Yes. It was about to be handed over to the master. Tang Zhi sweated on his forehead. It took three months before there was any movement, and he thought that the master might have forgotten about it. Tang Zhi hurriedly took out another thick envelope from his arms.

Tang Jiu first read the letter from Northern Xinjiang, and after reading it, he was full of seriousness. "Tang Zhi, is there any news from Zijin?"

"Nope."

"You go out first. Send a letter to the fourth master. Tang Jiu tore off a small piece of paper, wrote down a line of small characters, and rolled it into a tube. Tang Zhi took it, stuffed it in his arms and went out.

Tang Jiu stood in front of the window for a long time. Only then did he return to the bookcase and unfold the thick stack of letters. After reading a few pages, my brows slowly stretched. Sometimes nodding, sometimes the corners of the mouth are raised. I have to say that this girl is a businessman. Those who are timid and afraid of intercepting other people's financial routes can come up with such methods. If she also has a backer and money, then she has to do it. Seeing that Xue Mingyu mentioned the reeds at the end, Tang Jiu suddenly had a feeling of worry. He had only recently returned, and every time he saw the rolling mountains and desolate grasslands outside, he also had the feeling of not being able to take his eyes off and not be happy. After reading Tang Jiu, a strange thought came to mind, this girl thought of Lu Dang countless times, and I don't know if she thought of roast chicken once. The corners of Tang Jiu's mouth sneered almost invisibly.

Tang Jiu simply walked out of the study and disappeared into the night on horseback.

"Alas. Asking me to drink in the middle of the night, being seen by others must not ruin my reputation as a scholar. Jia Siye held the wine glass and cynically looked at the guy opposite who couldn't see his expression.

"Come less. That's why I know the color of your intestines. Tang Jiu rolled his eyes. Those scholars, how many years have you been deceived can still see your true colors. ”

"Hey, don't say it." Jia Sishuang's eyes widened, "I haven't studied in vain for so many years. When I read it in my stomach, I can't vomit it if I want to. Don't say it, I've been pretending for a long time, and I don't know if I really like to read. If you hadn't come back, I wouldn't have been able to find out what I was like. "It's hard to marry a daughter

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Chapter 167 Letter 6