Li Shimin

"Please don't worry Sanlang about this matter, I will find my fifth brother tomorrow, and let Ren Gui search carefully in each room of my Cui family!"

Upon hearing this, Cui Mi also became interested and said hastily.

"I will trouble Mi'er with this matter!"

Cui Mi agreed so quickly, Li Xuan was slightly relieved.

The Qinghe Cui family, daughters of this kind of family with five surnames, also have great demands on their husbands and sons-in-law.

And marrying a woman from such an aristocratic family also has great benefits.

Not to mention the huge dowry property of these aristocratic daughters, it can directly save their husbands and husbands from struggling for decades.

The most important thing is that these women from aristocratic families have been trained and educated since they were young. This is the best helper for every man, and the appearance of women from aristocratic families is obviously higher than that of poor families and ordinary people. at home.

"Sanlang, don't say that. Although Ren Gui has no relatives, he is also from the Xue family in Hedong. Besides, Ren Gui is not your disciple, but based on the relationship between Ren Gui and Gao Ming, Chongyi and others, he will definitely become a Marquis in the future. Greetings, many women from aristocratic families are staring at Ren Gui!"

Cui Mi said.

"Anything else?"

Hearing this, Li Xuan couldn't help being startled.

"Saburo doesn't know, the bigger the family, the more concerned about their daughter's marriage!"

Cui Mi smiled lightly and said, "If it weren't for those aristocratic families who don't know your thoughts, I'm afraid they would have come to you long ago!"

"If that's the case, then I'm relieved!"

Li Xuan nodded slowly.

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Su Guogong's mansion!

"Wu Lao Si, Wu Lao Si..."

As soon as Cheng Zhijie returned to the mansion, he shouted at the top of his voice.

Soon, the butler Wu Laosi ran over.

"Master, you are back!"

"Where is Da Lang? How did the old man hear that Da Lang and Li Chongyi, these bastards, haven't been to Li's Manor, nor have they been to the Zhuangzi in the mansion!"

Cheng Zhijie sat down, opened his mouth wide and poured a cup of warm tea into his stomach, then asked with a puzzled face.

Hearing this, a strange look flashed in Wu Laosi's eyes.

"Master, Dalang has been staying in the study for the past few days!"

"study?"

Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie was taken aback, "This bastard has changed his nature, why is he staying in the study all of a sudden?"

After murmuring a few words, he stared closely at Wu Lao Si.

"Are you an old bastard, are you teaming up with that evil animal, and are you hiding something from the old man? Or is that kid hiding in the small courtyard again, doing something bad?"

"Master, you misunderstood..."

Wu Lao Si quickly explained.

"Misunderstanding!"

Cheng Zhijie stared straight at his eyes, and said angrily, "I don't know what kind of virtue that evil animal is? He can concentrate on reading for an hour in the study, and I can suspect that he is not my cub!"

Wu Laosi looked helpless.

Just based on that temperament and appearance, you don't have to doubt it!
"Master, Da Lang is writing...it should be practicing writing!"

"Writing?"

Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie was taken aback again.

Immediately, his face was full of joy, and he hurriedly asked Wu Laosi: "You mean that evil person is writing again? This evil person must have done something wrong in Lijiazhuang again, and was punished by King Jin."

"Do you know how many pages that evil barrier has written?"

"Master, Da Lang seems to have written ten pages!"

Wu Laosi hurriedly replied.

"Only ten pages?"

Cheng Zhijie looked disgusted, "This kid is really a waste as he learns more and more. It's so difficult to write a mere confession book. I really doubt whether this evil is my seed!"

After finishing speaking, he stood up directly and walked outside.

"The old man wants to see, this evil person has been hiding in the house, holding back for so long, what kind of confession did he come up with?"

Seeing this, Wu Lao Si hurriedly followed, and at the same time curled his lips subconsciously, you want to go and see the excitement!

It's a pity that Dalang let you down this time!

soon.

After passing through several courtyards, he came to Cheng Chusi's small courtyard.

A maid who was carrying a pot of hot tea was about to go to the study.

Looking up, he saw Cheng Zhijie approaching with big strides, his expression changed slightly, and he was about to open his mouth, but seeing Cheng Zhijie's fierce eyes, he couldn't help trembling slightly, so he stood quietly at the same place, and walked towards Cheng Zhijie I saluted.

Seeing this, Cheng Zhijie's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he turned his head and looked into the room through the glass window.

Sure enough, he saw his own beast, sitting at the desk by the window, holding a small copper-colored iron rod in his hand, quickly drawing on the paper.

On the side, there is a stack of papers filled with densely packed small characters.

With a concentrated expression, he didn't notice that there was someone outside the courtyard.

Cheng Zhijie directly opened the thick curtain and walked in.

Slowly walking behind Cheng Chusi, he noticed that what his evil hand was holding was not a small iron rod, but a pen that could write black characters!
It's a bit like a bamboo tube pen, but this pen is tens of thousands of times more beautiful than a bamboo tube pen!
Moreover, the golden pen must be made of gold.

There are circles of exquisite patterns engraved on the body of the pen, making Cheng Zhijie, the boss, a little obsessed with it.

"You girl quickly poured water on me, and then squeezed my shoulders, what are you doing standing behind me stupidly?"

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Cheng Chusi thought it was the servant girl who had just gone out to fetch hot water, so he ignored it.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, so he couldn't help but scolded.

Unexpectedly, after speaking, there was still no movement.

Cheng Chusi felt something was wrong, so he turned his head subconsciously, looked behind him, and saw a big fluffy black face that was familiar and frightened him, and he shivered in shock.

"what……"

Immediately, he stood up in a panic.

"Ah... Aye, when did you come?"

"Hmph, the old man is here, and I still need to report to you in advance?"

Cheng Zhijie glared at Cheng Chusi, and before Cheng Chusi could react, he lifted Cheng Chusi up.

And the pen that Cheng Chusi was still holding tightly appeared in front of Cheng Zhijie.

Cheng Zhijie snatched it again, and the pen changed from Cheng Chusi's hand to his.

He widened his eyes and watched carefully.

"What is this?"

Seeing Cheng Zhijie's green eyes, Cheng Chusi hurriedly said: "Aye, this is just a small object, dip it in ink, and you can use it to write!"

"Evil, don't lie to me!"

Cheng Zhijie's face became angry, "Old man obviously looked at it for a long time, you have written this thing on paper for a long time, and you haven't dipped it in ink yet. Moreover, this nib is made of gold, with this engraving, this workmanship, you are a wicked old man!" Blind?"

"Also, the strokes of the words written on this exquisite little object are still so delicate, but they can still be seen clearly. How dare you deceive this old man?"

The more he talked, the more furious Cheng Zhijie became.

"It seems that Yeye hasn't slapped you for a while, so that you have forgotten the taste of the stick!"

Hearing this, Cheng Chusi's expression changed drastically.

"Aye, forgive me! This thing is called a fountain pen, and it is a fountain pen specially made by the master who asked the ink master and music table craftsman in Li's village!"

"pen?"

Cheng Zhijie was taken aback, and asked, "This thing is made of copper and gold, why is it called a fountain pen?"

"Aye, forgive me, the child doesn't even know!"

As Cheng Chusi was talking, he suddenly saw Cheng Chusi's unfriendly eyes, and quickly explained: "It's also possible that the first pen Master made was made of steel, so it was named fountain pen!"

"Hmph, you're a smart kid!"

As he spoke, Cheng Zhijie chuckled, then sat down on the chair, grabbed the pen, and tried to write.

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