After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

Meng Fanhai was full of confidence and his eyes were bright.

But Mr. Xie shook his head, showing no interest, "No."

Meng Fanhai's smile froze on his lips a little late, "Why?"

"You are my last disciple. I have long stopped teaching you." Elder Xie said slowly, "At my age, I find it very interesting to delve into the teachings of Huang Lao."

Meng Fanhai frowned.

This result was something he didn't expect.

He looked at Song Mingli with some uneasiness. He thought that his master would agree immediately!

After all, when his family fell into poverty, his master not only did not let him leave, he even provided him with food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

To him, the master is both a teacher and a father.

"Master!"

Nancun means a lot to Meng Fanhai.

If he hadn't been rescued by the people of Nancun, he might have died that year.

After so many years in Nancun, he has developed a deep affection for it.

He knew that if he could invite his master to run a college in Nancun, it would have far-reaching significance for Nancun.

This is definitely an opportunity for Nancun to change its destiny.

Meng Fanhai pleaded persistently.

Mr. Xie seemed like an old monk in meditation, sipping the fragrance of tea, listening to the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves, with a faint smile on his face all the time, but he did not waver.

Meng Fanhai was so anxious that he almost cried.

Song Mingli took out a book calmly.

"This is a unique copy I found in the prince's study. There are many things I don't understand. I hope Mr. Xie will give me some advice."

Mr. Xie was about to refuse, but he glanced at the book.

The book was a bit old and there were no words on the cover, but it had an inexplicable attraction to him.

Mr. Xie picked up the book as if possessed and started flipping through it.

Once he flipped through it, he couldn't let it go.

He seemed to have forgotten the two juniors sitting in front of him. He looked at the book, sometimes frowning in deep thought, and sometimes his brows relaxed, as if he had suddenly realized something.

Seeing time flying by, Mr. Xie ignored the two people in front of him.

Song Mingli stood up and said, "Let's go and don't disturb Mr. Xie."

Meng Fanhai looked at her blankly, "But we haven't invited Master yet."

"Since Mr. Xie doesn't want to go, what's the point of forcing him?" Song Mingli winked at him.

Mr. Xie will definitely go, and he will go on his own initiative!

Meng Fanhai stood up uncertainly.

The group left the humble room.

It was not until the sky became completely dark and Mr. Xie could no longer see the words on the book that he suddenly looked up.

"Huh, what about people?"

"What time is it? It's already dark?"

The little boy ran out of the kitchen, "Grandpa, it's time to eat."

Mr. Xie's stomach growled at the right time.

If he didn't have to feed his stomach, he really wouldn't be willing to put down the book for a moment.

Mr. Xie came to the dining table with a book in his hand.

The little boy smiled and said, "The lady who came today said that she has many more books like this in her study."

Mr. Xie's eyes suddenly widened, "So many books?!"

"She said she couldn't understand..."

"Well, well, well...you can give it to me!" Old Xie's face was flushed.

"She said that she wanted to donate it to the academy on Yong'an Street. But if you are unwilling to run the academy, she will invite other great scholars. There will always be someone willing to go."

Before the boy finished speaking, Mr. Xie slammed the table and said, "Go! Why invite others! Can't I even run an academy? Really!"

The next day, a carriage appeared outside Prince Jing's mansion early in the morning.

Hearing that the main gate of Prince Jing's Mansion was wide open, Prince Jing came out in person and invited the visitor in.

A family as prominent as Prince Jing's Mansion would open its front gate and have the prince personally invite guests.

The people of Kyoto were all curious about who this person was. They looked at him with an ordinary carriage, so why was he so arrogant?

Unexpectedly, news came out on the same day that the retired senior Xie Bowen was going to open the Wenchang Academy on Yong'an Street.

When people in Kyoto heard the news, they even doubted its truth.

However, they did not remain in doubt for long.

A few days later, the government posted an official document outside Yong'an Street, confirming the news that Mr. Xie had opened the Wenchang Academy.

Even the planning sketch for Wenchang Academy has been prepared.

As soon as the news came out, the land price of Yong'an Street, which had already reached the daily limit, quickly climbed up again.

The prince learned that it was Prince Jing and his wife who invited Elder Xie to come out of retirement and persuaded him to open an academy in Yong'an Street.

The prince was very happy.

He patted Chu Yanchen's shoulder vigorously, "Fourth brother, thanks to fourth brother!"

“If Yong’an Street is not revitalized, even if the grievances of the people are resolved, it will only be a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution!”

"I am very pleased to have my fourth brother share my worries!"

The prince was so happy that he gave Jingyou a piece of fine ink from his storehouse.

He also told Chu Xiyuan to get along well with Jingyou and not to bully Jingyou just because he was the emperor's eldest grandson.

Chu Xiyuan had seen Jingyou defeat the Korean bull a few years ago.

Although at that time, Jingyou was not his cousin yet, but still a child of the Gu family.

Chu Xiyuan was already impressed by Jingyou.

Now that he can let Jingyou study with him, he is so happy that he can’t wait to bully him.

Just when some people are happy, naturally some people are unhappy.

Those who had just sold their shops on Yong'an Street were now slapping their thighs in regret.

"If only we had waited a little longer! Now the price has risen to four hundred taels per mu!"

This included King Cheng and his wife.

The land and shops owned by King Cheng were sold for a total of more than 400,000 taels.

If you wait until now to sell it, you can sell it for at least 800,000 taels!

"That's equivalent to losing four hundred thousand taels in vain!" Princess Cheng's eyes were red.

She didn't count how much she had earned compared to when she first invested the money, but only how much less she had earned compared to now.

The more she thought about it, the more unbalanced she felt.

On Princess Cheng's mother's birthday, when she went home to celebrate, she was blamed by her parents again.

"You told us to sell it, so we sold it! If only we didn't listen to you!"

"If I wait until now to sell it, I can make at least an extra 200,000 taels!"

Mr. and Mrs. Xu said this, and even her brothers and sisters, and even her aunts, secretly looked at her with resentment.

Princess Cheng was so angry that her chest felt choked up.

When she glared back at them, they all looked away.

"What do you mean, Dad and Mom? Didn't I tell you that as a married daughter, how can I still be in charge of my mother's family affairs?"

"Didn't I tell you to make your own decisions?"

"Mr. Xie has been in seclusion for so many years, and many people have been looking for him but couldn't find him. Who would have known that he would suddenly come out and open a college? Could I have predicted it?"

"When you suffer a loss, you just complain about me! When you make money, why don't you thank me?"

Princess Cheng was almost crying because of her family.

He originally came back to celebrate his mother's birthday, but he was so angry that he lay on the bed when he returned to Prince Cheng's Mansion.

Who would have thought that she was so angry that she felt dizzy.

King Cheng seemed to think she was not angry enough, and he came over and mocked her in a sarcastic manner.

"Do you know why Mr. Xie suddenly came to Yong'an Street to open a college?" Prince Cheng sneered and glanced at Princess Cheng on the bed.

Princess Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to him. Anyway, as long as she didn't make any big mistakes, King Cheng couldn't divorce her regardless of the reason!

"Besides pretending to be sick, what else can you do?"

"It was because you pretended to be sick that I missed the chance last time! Do you know that there is a student named Meng Fanhai in Nancun who is Mr. Xie's last disciple?"

"He is even half-son of Mr. Xie! It was through Meng Fanhai that Prince Jing and his wife found Mr. Xie and invited him to open the academy!"

As soon as King Cheng finished speaking, Princess Cheng sat up in shock from her dying illness.

She stared at King Cheng with her red eyes, "What did you say?"