Since the sinking of the Wanjiu giant ship, Ming Zhugong has suddenly become a lot haggard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although the Wanjiu was finally salvaged and is being repaired, the betrayal of the captain of the Wanjiu, Fan Yinao, still left a shadow on Dream Island and a faint pain in the heart of Ming Zhu Gong.

After Fan Yinao betrayed and ran away, he had not appointed a new captain of the Wanjiu seagoing ship, and it seemed that it was unlikely that the Wanjiu would go to sea again within a year and a half.

In the study of Ming Zhu Gong, a plaque carved from ancient wood is hung on the forehead of the door, and three big characters in italics are written on it: Seeking Jian Zhai.

Qiu Jianzhai is spacious and tidy, the windows are bright and clean, but it is too simple and simple, there are several rows of large bookcases against the wall, and a table and a chair are placed in front of the bookcase. There are no calligraphy and painting antiques, and there are no porcelain vases with flowers. If this is not the study of the richest man in the world, ordinary people will definitely think that this is the study of a poor scholar at first sight.

This is probably the answer to the sentence, if you are wise and foolish, if you are rich, if you are poor. All the exquisiteness is pursued by half-baked people. The poor can't afford to pay attention, and those who are too rich and expensive don't need to pay extra attention at all.

At this time, Ming Zhu Cheng sat behind a large rosewood book case, sitting on the desk to review the documents, and there were mountains of documents in front of him and next to him, piling up a few cases, waiting for him to take a look.

There is a small room outside the study, which is just as simple. Ming Zhu'an sat at the table outside, also looking at the papers. Ming Zhu'an is not only Ming Zhugong's attendant, but also the big housekeeper of Dream Island, and also Ming Zhugong's right-hand man.

Mingyu came to the outside of the study, probed inward and stretched out his brain, wanting to enter but not daring to enter, hesitating for a long time.

When Ming Zhu'an saw it, he was about to get up to say hello, but Mingyu hurriedly glanced at him and made a silent gesture. Ming Zhu'an understood, nodded with a smile, and looked down at the documents again.

Mingyu pursed his lips, tiptoed, quietly entered the study, and walked behind Ming Zhugong. Ming Zhu Cheng stared intently at a ledger in his hand, lowered his head and pondered, dazed, and didn't notice Ming Yu coming in at all. Mingyu stretched out his head to take a look, and saw that the ledger was densely packed, covered with rows and strings of numbers written in fly-headed letters, with black characters and deficits, but it seemed that there were more deficits than black characters.

Suddenly, Ming Zhugong's eyebrows tightened, he let out a long sigh, and slowly raised his head.

Only then did he catch a glimpse of Mingyu standing behind him, so he put down the account book in his hand, turned around and said with a smile on his face: "Yu'er, when did you come in?" ”

"I've been in for a while!" Mingyu stretched out his hand and pinched Ming Zhugong's shoulder a few times, and persuaded distressedly, "Dad, you are an elderly person, you can't work so hard." Isn't there Uncle Simon helping you? Why are you still bothered? ”

"Alas, you don't know the hardships of being a house." Ming Zhugong smiled faintly, and then closed his eyes and enjoyed his daughter's service. "Where can we business people be completely hands-off?"

"It's a pity that I'm not a man, so I can't help my father share his worries." Mingyu sighed and felt sorry for herself.

Although Ming Zhugong does not have the idea of patriarchy, but at this moment, he is old, and the things in the business are so complicated, and he often feels powerless to deal with it, and he really hopes that Mingyu is a man and can help him, so that he can also unload some of the burdens on his shoulders, live a period of idle clouds and wild cranes, and live a long life. However, this is just wishful thinking.

Ming Zhugong leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and said with a smile: "I hope you can marry a wishful husband as soon as possible, and then someone will come to help my father share his worries!" Now, he can only think so, hoping that his daughter can find a quick son-in-law to take over his noble wealth and take care of his great career.

Ming Zhu Gong has traveled through five hundred years, and now he is rich and noble, and he has vaguely penetrated the mystery of heaven and earth, so he naturally will not complain about the sky. He has given birth to daughters in both lifetimes, which may be destined by God, and he can only fight for others. Perhaps the reason why God made him rich and noble was to let him be a wealth transmitter and pass on this wealth to a lucky boy. But where is this boy? Heaven has not yet revealed anything to him.

"Dad, why are you making fun of me?" Mingyu coquettishly slapped her father on the shoulder.

"I'm serious." Ming Zhugong opened his eyes, looked sideways at Mingyu, and said, "Yu'er, you are not too young, it's time to talk about marriage." Find a Lang Jun early, and you can also help your father share the affairs in the business. ”

"Daddy!" Mingyu turned her head to the side, not looking at her father, pouting, and exhaling angrily, "I don't want to marry!" I'm going to stay with my dad until I'm old. ”

"Haha!" Ming Zhu Gong laughed, finished laughing, raised his hand and pointed to the air, and said, "Men should get married, and women should get married." Where in the world is there a reason for a daughter to accompany her father to old age? ”

Mingyu squatted in front of Ming Zhugong, knelt on his knees, shook his head and said, "Aren't I still young." ”

"Are you still young? I'll be nineteen years old after the New Year! Ming Zhugong stroked her hair, raised his eyes, and said thoughtfully: "I think back then, your mother was nineteen years old when she married me. Why are you still like a little girl, so naughty, so ignorant! ”

When Mingyu saw her father move out of her mother, she lowered her head and was silent, with tears in her eyes. Ming Zhu Gong saw that his daughter was in a trance, bowed his head and was silent, as if he didn't like this topic, so he also stopped his mouth and was silent...

After a long time, Ming Yufang raised her head and timidly told her father her intentions: "Dad, I want to go out for a walk." ”

"Where to go?" Ming Zhugong smiled slightly, not seeming surprised.

Mingyu hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, stroked the tips of his hair with his hand, and said softly, "I want to go to Chen Guo for a walk." ”

She was supposed to object to it in the future, but she didn't expect her father to be stunned when he heard it, and then happily agreed: "Okay." By the way, let's take a look at Xue'er, she has been away from Dream Island for more than four or five months, I don't know if she has found General Jin and how she is doing now. ”

Ming Zhugong also knew that Mingyu was in a bad mood and needed to go out to solve the problem, but he was very worried about her safety, so he said: "Yu'er, you go out alone, I am very worried." In this way, let Hua Meng take dozens of people and escort you all the way. ”

"Dad, the safety of the entire Dream Island needs to be maintained by Big Brother Hua, how can he leave for half a moment?" Mingyu's heart was hot, his eyes were full of tears, and he choked up: "You better let others go with me." I'm just going out for a walk, what's the danger? Besides, Anhaiguan and Changning City both have our business names, and when I get there, I eat and live in the business names, and there are people to answer between emergencies. There will be no danger! ”

Ming Zhugong nodded slightly, pondered for a long time, and said, "Then let the deputy sect leader Mao Yong bring thirty people to accompany you." After a pause, he looked at Mingyu with a kind face, and said slowly: "Yu'er, I agreed to your request." You have to grant me a request as well. ”

"Dad, do you still have a request?" Mingyu pouted and said coquettishly.

"Of course." Ming Zhu Gongmo rubbed his daughter's hair and said with a smile: "This time I will make you crazy once, but when you come back, you have to take care of me and listen to my arrangement." ”

Mingyu knew what her father was referring to, and she didn't want to argue, so she nodded shyly and bowed her head silently...