Dou Qianqian said this with a hesitant voice, and secretly glanced at Gu Qinlan. Finding that Gu Qinlan was not paying attention, he carefully pulled out a note from his sleeve, secretly glanced at it like a thief, then quickly put it back and continued:

"So I came here with a thirst for knowledge and a humble attitude to seek advice. Moreover, I have always been good friends with Zheng Fengyun. If I can study with him, we will definitely be able to support each other."

"Please allow me to give you these as gifts. If you and Master feel they are not enough, I am willing to go back and ask my father for more..." His words were full of sincerity and his eyes were full of anticipation.

There was a hint of teasing in Gu Qinlan's eyes. She watched Dou Qianqian's subtle behaviors, and she already knew everything in her heart.

She wondered to herself when the two young men had reached this tacit agreement.

The lines that Dou Qianqian was reciting at this moment were undoubtedly carefully prepared for him by Zheng Fengyun in advance.

Perhaps, Zheng Fengyun was not able to create such wonderful words on his own. It is very likely that he turned to Zheng Fenghui for help, and the latter displayed his brilliant writing skills.

However, Zheng Fenghui at this time looked as if he was out of the matter and indifferent, with his eyes lowered and his breathing slow.

Gu Qinlan turned his gaze to Dou Qianqian. He couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and asked calmly:

"Mr. Dou, have you received the approval of Minister Dou and his wife for coming here to further your studies?"

Dou Qianqian glanced at Zheng Fengyun with a guilty look, and then answered in a low voice:

"My parents have always loved me very much, they will definitely support my decision."

As soon as these words were spoken, Gu Qinlan understood Dou Qianqian's wishful thinking - he planned to take action first and then tell his parents.

She did not immediately express her agreement or disapproval, but continued to ask:

"I heard that Mr. Dou studied at the Imperial Academy. So, do you plan to give up your studies there?"

After hearing this, Dou Qianqian turned to look at Zheng Fenghui and said seriously:

"Mr. Zheng is very knowledgeable. Princess, you have asked him to go home and study with this gentleman. This shows that this gentleman's talent must be higher than the lecturers in the Imperial College. Although I am very wealthy, I am not a person who acts blindly. Since Gu Qinlan dared to let Zheng Fenghui, a talented person, go home to study, then Mr. Jiang's academic level must be extraordinary! I am only the last in the Imperial College, so why not come here to try new opportunities."

Jiang Boyi couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and then said jokingly:

"Are you so sure that Princess Duan let these children return home for their own welfare? Don't you know that she is their stepmother? Maybe she wants to destroy them, so she arranged for them to study with me."

There was a cunning malice on Jiang Boyi's face, and Dou Qianqian couldn't help but fall into a brief confusion after hearing it.

Is this... really as he said?

At this time, Zheng Huiyi immediately defended them in an innocent voice:

"Nonsense! Mother truly loves us, and we are not blind. Can't we tell the difference?"

That's right, we know our mother's nature very well, Mr. Dou can rest assured." Zheng Fenghui nodded slightly and echoed in a gentle tone.

"Listen to me, I will never harm you." Zheng Fengyun patted Dou Qianqian's shoulder lightly, with a serious and upright expression on his face.

Immediately, he secretly glanced at Jiang Boyi and couldn't help cursing in his heart:

Is this guy really my mother's cousin?

Why did he seem to have no intention of making his mother's life better?

This is clearly an attempt to sow discord!

If it weren't for our three smart children, if anyone else heard this, how peaceful would Mother's situation be?

Dou Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Jiang Boyi and Gu Qinlan with anticipation.

Jiang Boyi listened to the conversation between the three young men. Although he was secretly satisfied in his heart, he still shook his head and refused on the surface, with a firm tone:

"That gift is only three boxes of gold. Although this young man is very wealthy, I cannot compare with the talented scholars in the Imperial Academy. I cannot bear this heavy burden. You should go back."

Gu Qinlan looked at the three boxes shining with golden light, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Isn't it rich and powerful? However, Dou Qianqian does have such capital.

Although this Minister of Revenue was in charge of the country's finances, his maternal grandfather's family was also a royal merchant family with hundreds of years of history and businesses spread all over the country.

The only bloodline of his maternal grandfather's family was the mother of the Minister of Revenue, which meant that the entire family's wealth eventually fell into the pocket of Minister Dou.

In addition, the Qian family of the Minister of Revenue was originally a prominent and noble family.

The combination of these two family backgrounds meant that Dou Qianqian had a golden spoon from the moment she was born.

If she had not had to maintain respect for the royal family, her daily expenses would have probably exceeded the royal standards.

This is also the reason why Dou Qianqian is so generous at such a young age.

However, Gu Qinlan knew her cousin's temperament very well.

He could accept Zheng Fengyun and others not only because of their care for her, but also because Zheng Fengyun and others were indeed talented. How could he possibly accept Dou Qianqian?

Just when Gu Qinlan was about to send someone to inform Madam Dou to bring her daughter home, a servant came hurriedly to report:

"Princess, the wife of the Minister of Revenue requests to see you."

When Dou Qianqian heard this, she immediately curled up into a ball like a frightened quail.

Gu Qinlan saw through Dou Qianqian's thoughts with just one glance, and then nodded in agreement: "That's great, let's invite Madam Dou here. Since it's a matter concerning the child, we naturally can't bypass her mother."

After hearing this, Dou Qianqian hung her head in frustration, like a deflated ball.

But a moment later, Madam Dou hurried in from outside. Before she showed up, her voice as loud as a bell had already spoken:

"Dou Qianqian! You are becoming more and more lawless! You dared to send someone to the Imperial College to handle the withdrawal procedures without asking for my consent? Do you know how hard it is to get a place in the Imperial College?"

Madam Dou walked in with her maid, her face full of anger. As soon as her eyes met Dou Qianqian, she immediately stepped forward and grabbed his ear fiercely.

"Ouch! It hurts so much! Mother, please show some mercy!! There are outsiders here, please give me some face!"

Mrs. Dou was unmoved. She twisted Dou Qianqian's ear tightly and scolded, "What face do you want?"

After that, she knocked Dou Qianqian hard on the forehead, then turned to look at Gu Qinlan and said apologetically:

"Sister, I'm so sorry. I'm an unfilial son who always stirs up trouble and brings you a lot of trouble..."

Gu Qinlan smiled lightly and shook her head, saying, "Sister, you are too kind. Young Master Dou is just young and ignorant, and he was just impulsive at the moment."

Madam Shangshu nodded slightly awkwardly, her eyes swept over Jiang Boyi behind Gu Qinlan, she was slightly startled, and said in confusion:

"This gentleman...I seem to have seen him somewhere before?"

Mrs. Dou stared at Jiang Boyi and felt that he looked very familiar, but for a moment, she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

Dou Qianqian rubbed her ears, which had been twisted red, and muttered:

"That's my future master! I haven't even officially become his disciple yet, but you've established a relationship with him first?"

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