At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xie Zhushu burst into laughter after hearing this, revealing his teeth stained with purple grape skin.

"Brother Qing, he is obviously going to help the Ministry of Works calculate the ship's load capacity."

"How come this storyteller turned into a Xiu Dougong?"

"Didn't you tell me that he is just a storyteller? Just for fun, how can you take him seriously?"

Xie Yuhengyan smiled and held the handle of the pot with his fingers as slender as white jade.

With a little effort, he poured himself another bowl of iced sour plum soup.

Amber-colored sour plum soup swaying in a white porcelain bowl.

With the gentle collision of ice cubes, a crisp and sweet sound is made.

Take a sip and feel so refreshed in this sultry Mid-Autumn Festival!

"I ate a lot of Yangcheng crabs for dinner. I just went out to see the fireworks lanterns. I had a bowl of lychee paste with ice and snow cold water and two plates of crispy mountain."

"Now I start drinking iced sour plum soup again..."

Listening to his elder brother's faint voice, Xie Yuheng touched his nose with a guilty conscience and continued: "The last bowl, the last bowl!"

Xie Mingli didn't believe it at all. She had deceived him so much that he couldn't find Minister Bei in the past two years. Wasn't that enough!

My sister’s mouth is a liar!

Xie Mingli stood up directly, picked up the pot of iced sour plum soup, walked out of the box, and found the waiter to take it away.

Xie Yuheng could only hold the small half bowl of sour plum soup and sip it in small sips.

There was no expression on the little guy's face, but Xie Zhushu and others looked pitiful.

He often teased Xie Qingzhi, saying that many kind brothers lose their brothers.

Now if it were them... I thought, well... the owner of the house is still young, why should he drink more sour plum soup!

Everyone in the box was hesitant to speak, but no one dared to challenge Xie Mingli's majesty as the eldest brother...

The storyteller downstairs was still eloquent and eloquent.

"If talent is like a sword, then diligence is a whetstone."

"Xie Qingzhi's talent, coupled with his hard work. Now he is only twenty-two years old, and he is already studying as a bachelor from the fifth rank!"

The tea guests all whispered to each other, "Let me tell you, if you can get a career out of studying, it's better to study literature."

"Also from the fifth rank, Jianglinghou's second brother, General Ranger, said last year that he was going to the Xiong'er Mountain area to suppress bandits."

"I happened to be visiting relatives in Luoning at that time. I watched with my own eyes General Xie's whole body was completely healed and he was carried into the hospital. It's really my ancestors who blessed him to be able to survive!"

"It's harmful, who can say it's not? My kid is hacking and killing with a wooden stick all day long."

"He said he doesn't want to study and will join the army when he grows up. When he heard that, I wanted to give him a slap in the face!"

I wonder if the cook in the teahouse is in a bad mood today, but the sour plum soup in Xie Yuheng's hand becomes more astringent and sour the more he drinks it.

Those who occupy the Xiong'er Mountain area are bandits, but they are not bandits.

However, some of the surviving Jinyi guards gathered together to dominate the mountain and rob the merchants and villagers who passed by.

She knew that her second brother was always thinking about her assassination in the valley near Dongxing Town.

There is always a feeling of anger in my heart, and I want to kill all Chu Tianchen's dogs.

Xie Mingcheng rushed over to Yunjian Teahouse as soon as he got free.

Pushing the box door open, he saw Xie Yuheng's eyes were filled with sadness. He put the knife away and said, "Hey, who bullied my little Yuheng."

"Tell the second brother, and the second brother will beat him all over the ground!"

As he said that, Xie Mingcheng glanced at Xie Mingli with a lack of momentum. In this box, the eldest brother is the worst!

Xie Mingli: "..." It's not easy to do anything during this big holiday.

Tomorrow let this stupid brother know why the flowers are so red!

In terms of strength alone, Xie Mingli is no longer as good as Xie Mingcheng, who has been practicing for many years.

He is covered in hard tendon meat, and hitting him is just a matter of fact. He will injure the enemy by 1,000, but he will lose 800 by himself...but he can be outsmarted.

Xie Yuheng shook his head and said softly: "No, my second brother must remember to apply scar removal cream every day in the camp."

Xie Mingcheng was startled, uh...where did the scar removal cream that I used last time go? Under the bed, in the cupboard?

"Haha, I remember this, I can't even see it with my clothes on anyway..."

Faced with his sister's see-through eyes, Xie Mingcheng became more and more vain as he spoke.

He glanced around and changed the subject: "Xu Lu and Zhiyi haven't returned yet?"

"No, I guess it's over there with the river lanterns."

Xie Yunhua turned over a page of the arithmetic in his hand and continued: "Anyway, we are both busy on weekdays, so it is rare that we have time to go to the lantern festival together."

"The two of them have already made an engagement, and there are servants following them, so nothing will happen."

Xie Zhuqing laughed, "If you ask me, Xu Lu, this kid, can really hold himself back."

"It wasn't until I was appreciated by the Minister of Dali Temple at the beginning of the year that I expressed my feelings to Zhiyi, tsk tsk."

Xie Ruyue leaned on the railing and looked at the moon, and murmured: "As the saying goes, how can you dare to enter the prosperous world if you are poor? How dare you mislead a beautiful woman with the breeze in your sleeves."

"If you don't have any talents, how can you dare to express your feelings?"

"Although Xu Lu is a wife, I feel that she is much better than many men!"

Xie Yunhua smiled sweetly, closed his book and hid his face, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that were shining brightly, and joked:

"Could it be that we, Ruyue, also have a sweetheart and wish we could get married?"

"Pull him down!"

When Xie Ruyue thought of the men who approached her, she rolled her eyes angrily, and their abacus almost jumped on her face.

What's the point of marrying into one's mother-in-law, having two children in three years?

The girl will take her surname, and the boy will take the man's surname. They will have someone to rely on in the future, bah!

There are so many people in the Xie clan, and if she chooses a child to adopt at random, no one will be happy about it. If not... you can leave the father and leave the son, cough cough...

"Oh, it's better for you." Xie Ruyue glanced at the scripture book in her hand.

Although the name does not mean anything, everyone present knows it.

As the train survey progressed and the navy built warships, people who were proficient in arithmetic were needed everywhere.

Although there was an arithmetic class held at the end of the year before last, it was only for men. The number of people participating was far from enough to fill the vacancies.

After all, the rank of Mingshuan Kejin sergeant is too low, and promotion is far away.

For ordinary people who can afford to study, it is naturally better to study the Four Books and Five Classics.

Those who can take the right path to become an official through the imperial examination are not as good as the officials in the Ming Suan Ke.

Therefore, the head of the family has said that it is imperative for both men and women to take the same exam in Mingmao!

"Why are you envious of me? I'm not even envious of how rich you are."

Xie Yunhua stretched out his hand gently, patted her, and said with a smile: "Everything you gain must be something you lose."

Xie Ruyue shook her head, lowered her eyelids and stopped talking. She just felt that becoming an official could help the family head more.

At this moment, the sound of Fu Chi hitting the table heavily came from downstairs.

The storyteller cleared his throat and said, "After talking about the Seven Sons of Jiangling, I will talk to you about the Six Flowers of Jiangling."

"First of all, everyone knows about the three sister flowers, like the moon, like the stars, and like the light."

"Every year, I donate cotton-padded clothes to the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang with the mother of Jiangling Marquis. I am really a very kind person!"

"As for Xie Xiu, after his brother went to Qiantang to become the county magistrate."

"So I also brought people to support me and opened a charity shop and women's school in Qiantangguang! It is also for great charity!"