Ding Rou heard the prestige, a young man with a white wash was pushed to the ground, the young man's hanging hair blocked his facial features, Ding Rou was far away, he couldn't see his specific appearance, Ding Rou could only feel the young man's faint shame, was it shame and regret? Ding Rou was a little confused, if the teenager was misunderstood, shouldn't he be a sad and angry complaint? If it was really him who tore up the books, it shouldn't be a pity for the books, Ding Rou intuitively felt that he should be a person who cherished books, the piece of paper in the young man's hand was just a little bit, just a corner of the book, maybe he even tore off the handwriting, what was his purpose? Ding Rou was a little interested in this.

The steward on the first floor of the Royal Bookstore walked over, glanced at the young man on the ground, and said, "It's you again, Wang Cheng, how many times have you been?" ”

"I didn't mean to damage the books, I was careless." The boy got up from his feet and bowed to the ground, "It's my fault, it's my reading that I'm too obsessed with reading and that's why I've damaged the book." ”

The young man kept hanging his head, and his scattered hair blocked the contemptuous eyes of the readers around him, all readers love books very much, Ding Rou frowned, listening to the meaning of the steward, it was not the first time he had done this kind of thing, but why didn't he change it repeatedly,

The scholar uncle next to Ding Rou sighed: "I really don't know how to say that he is good, pitiful, lamentable, respectable, pity." ”

Ding Rou raised her eyes puzzled, "Uncle, why do you say that about him?" "With respectable? It's quite strange, Uncle Scholar shook his head helplessly, "Little girl, go find a book to read, don't inquire about Wangcheng." ”

Ding Rou saw that Wang Cheng was taken away by the steward, and Ding Rou asked, "Are you going to be driven out?" ”

"It's to do the work of copying books, copying books has to do a whole day to redeem and tear up the mistakes of books, it is the rules set by Taizu himself, but again and again, not again and again, Wang Cheng's move... Hey, it will damage the reputation of the scholars, even if they are rich in learning, they will not be liked by the examiners in the future. ”

"That's why the uncle said it's a pity? It's a pity for the prince. ”

The scholar steward smiled, "What a clever girl, there are not many people who can understand Wang Cheng's move, the little girl is very smart." ”

Ding Rou smiled, "Thanks to the uncle's suggestion, don't you say how can I guess?" Uncle is the smartest person. ”

The little pony patted his ass, and the scholar's steward smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a slit, and Ding Rou took the opportunity to ask, "Uncle, what kind of books are on the second and third floors?" Ding Rou estimated a layer of chronicles of Emperor Taizu that Ding Rou didn't want to know, some of them were scripts, completely mythical couples, to some folklore books you can read, you can find ideas for making a fortune from them, Ding Rou is not very urgent about the second and third floors, and the fact that Emperor Taizu turned against him will not be passed on, they all have to be hidden in the depths of history, and they have to slowly uncover the beautiful veil of harmony between the emperor and queen on the surface, and find the truth of the matter.

Although Ding Rou is interested in this, it can also be regarded as a story, with her current status, it is not suitable to be too persistent, and when she is not short of silver and lives a rich and leisurely life, it is not too late to study, and the scholar steward: "Most of them are used for the exam, little girl, you can't participate in the imperial examination, or you..."

The scholar steward looked at Ding Rou and scared Ding Rou with a smile: "A woman disguised as a man to get a soldier is to cut off her head, don't listen to what the book says about female concubines, it's all a lie." ”

Ding Rou's black line on her forehead, how could she not know? Jiao: "Uncle, you scare me, I don't want to be a female concubine Meng Lijun, men don't have a responsibility, let women come out, are they still men?" The female concubine and Meng Lijun have a bad eye for choosing a husband. ”

Even if Ding Rou wants to come out, it is not a fake identity, isn't it better to be a dignified woman? The scholar steward was stunned for a moment, few people looked at the story of the female concubine like Ding Rou, the little girl looked serious, the scholar steward wanted to laugh, Ding Rou raised his hand and pointed to the famous motto of Taizu hanging on the wall, the scholar steward covered his mouth, Ding Rou stepped forward gloomily, "Uncle can lead by example, many scholars look at you, the majesty of the steward, the majesty of the steward." ”

The scholar steward couldn't bear to laugh and work hard, he hadn't been so happy in the past year, and the little girl in front of him was easy to make people feel close, and said with a low smile: "Little girl, I'm afraid it will be difficult to marry someone in the future." "The scholar steward is very interested, the little girl**, her eyes reveal a bit of pity, the smart little girl can't marry a wealthy family, she can marry a scholar and raise a son is considered a high climb, and the scholar has a very high status in the Great Qin Dynasty, although Emperor Taizu tried his best to let Shinong and industry go hand in hand, but the deep-rooted concept for thousands of years is difficult to change, behind the scholar is the wealthy class, if Emperor Taizu is too elevated to the merchants, etc., the Hao family will unite to overthrow the throne, Emperor Taizu will give up after hitting a wall a few times.

Ding Rou said with a smile: "Don't bother Uncle Labor, I have my own opinions." Ding Rou turned around and was about to read a book, but saw that the old lady kept looking at her, Ding Rou looked at the old lady a little familiar, how much did she hear?

Doubts flashed in the old lady's eyes, is she the sixth lady of the Ding family? Ding Rou was furious in her heart, and after curtsimming, she went to find a book to read, Ding Rou instinctively refused to think about the identity of the old lady, pulled out a book, Ding Rou looked at it casually, she was really treated as a supporting woman, the heroine was listened to by the handsome guy and the wealthy son, and then the wealthy son was obsessed with developing a relationship, but she was overheard by an old lady, Ding Rou rubbed her eyebrows, things were too weird, Ding Rou concentrated on reading folklore books, looking for ideas to make a fortune, Ding Rou had to get rid of the identity of Miss Ding as soon as possible.

"Mrs. Tai, you have found the Buddhist scriptures."

The old lady took the Buddhist scriptures from the girl's hand, absentmindedly flipped through the two pages of Buddhist scriptures, and couldn't help but look at Ding Rou, more and more like an old friend, not all like, more vivid than the old friend, she was originally in the private room to see the new Buddhist scriptures, happened to hear the movement outside, the old lady sent someone to inquire, she also saw that Wang Cheng by being punished to copy books and read hard intentions, is an ambitious person, the old lady wanted to see Wang Cheng with her own eyes, so she went out of the private room, and saw the little girl who looked like the sixth lady of the Ding family and the cashier and money manager talked very happily, The old lady knew that the steward was very stubborn, and few people could laugh with him.

Ding Rou's smiling face made the old lady's heart warm, and she involuntarily walked aside to listen to them whisper, the more she listened to the old lady, the more she thought that it should not be the sixth lady of the Ding family, she didn't have such knowledge, but when Ding Rou saw her, she was stunned, confused, nervous, and the old lady felt that it was Ding Rou, could it be that her temper and temperament had changed when she was recuperated? Or is it a matter of wisdom?

"Mrs. Tai, the steward of the Hou Mansion sent someone to report the good news, saying that Mrs. passed out and was diagnosed with a body."

"Amitabha."

The old lady put down and thought about Ding Rou's matter, and couldn't stop reciting a Buddha name, her daughter-in-law who had been in the door for many years finally had a body, she could hug her grandson, chanting the scriptures for so many years, isn't it just asking for a grandson, "Go home, go back home immediately." ”

"Congratulations to the Marquis of Lanling."

The old lady hurriedly took people back to the Hou Mansion, she had to take care of the pregnant eldest daughter-in-law herself, and by the way, she sent good news to the eldest daughter-in-law's mother's family, so that her in-laws were also happy.

Push the book. Title: "The Daughter's Master"

ISBN: 2151963

Author: Xu Chen

Introduction: The husband is the sky, and the wife is half of the sky.

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