Nongmen Xiaojiao bag, she relies on space to be rich

Chapter 139 Murong Qing's Letter

Although An Chongyuan didn't speak, the two sons nodded in agreement after finishing speaking.

How could a girl who was doted on by the whole family grow up marry so early? Anyway, my daughter was born well and has a literary talent. I am not afraid that I will not find a good family. Even if I marry in the future, I will have to look at it again and again Otherwise, how good it would be to marry someone who is nothing and bully her daughter.

Thinking of this, An Chongyuan looked at the hoe standing upright against the wall next to the gate, and decided to loosen the soil more in the future, and if anyone dared to bully his precious daughter, he would just go over with the hoe.

An Zhinan didn't know that his father thought this way, if he knew, he would probably give him a thumbs up and say that his father is so brave!

After lunch, An Zhinan went over with the roast duck he bought for his master. He was supposed to take it as soon as he came back, but he was stopped by his second brother to eat as soon as he walked to the door. When it's over, take it away and put it away, and it's the same if you simply eat at home and take it away.

"I'm back, the town must be very lively today," Elder Liao asked with a smile when he saw An Zhinan coming in while he was drinking tea under the eaves of the hall.

An Zhinan handed the roast duck to Uncle Xingyi at the side, then walked up to the master with a smile on his face: "It's very lively, there are so many people at the entrance of the draft, Xiaoxin and I couldn't get in, but luckily Xiaofeng got selected , I will go to Fucheng to run for election in the future.”

"Choose? That's pretty good. Didn't your little sister always want to be chosen? Why don't you look very happy?"

An Zhinan looked up at his master, pursed his lips and expressed his worries.

"Just now at home, grandma and the others said that being selected is a good thing, but it may not be a bad thing. They also said that there are many nobles in the palace, so there must be a lot of right and wrong. Xiaofeng is the same age as me and grew up in the village. If she really enters the palace... ...I'm really worried."

Mr. Liao glanced at his apprentice in surprise, and then showed a little smile: "Your grandma and the others are right. The women in the palace have been in the palace for many years, and many of them have a solid foundation. If your little sister is careless, I guess it will Got bullied."

Seeing the apprentice getting more and more worried, Mr. Liao chuckled: "What your grandma and the others know, presumably your little sister's family must also know about it, and they will remind her. Besides, isn't it the result of your little sister? Expected? Just be careful, it's not that scary."

"I just hope she can grow up. It's a small thing to be bullied. It's not worth losing your life. I'll talk to her tomorrow and remind her more."

Old Liao nodded with a smile, patted the empty stool beside him and said, "Sit down, I see that you are not in good spirits, do you want to rest today?"

An Zhinan shook his head again and again, with a firm face on his face: "No rest, I haven't finished practicing the copybook that Master gave me before, and Uncle Xingyi also promised me to teach me a few more self-defense skills. I can't slack off, Master! Don't get too used to me."

"Hey, when did our Nannan girl study so actively? But it's a good sign. Let's go, go to the study to practice calligraphy. We will have guests at home later, so I'll sit here for a while."

Although An Zhinan was curious about who was going to be the guest, he wisely didn't ask. Anyway, there are not many who can become guests in the mouth of the master, so we will naturally see them when they come.

Followed the master into the study room, took out the newly acquired copybook and looked at it for a while, then picked up the pen.

The whole afternoon was spent in the study, during which time the two of them went out to meet some visitors, An Zhinan met for the first time, and after being introduced, he learned that it was someone sent by Grandpa Murong to bring some good things to Master.

Afterwards, he went back to the study and continued to practice calligraphy. He handed the practiced copybook to the master who was reading at the side, and said with a smile, "This font is not bad. It is simpler and clearer than cursive script, and it is more chic and neat than Zanhua Xiaokai."

Old Liao smiled and nodded: "That's true, but you are also very talented in this area. You can write vaguely in half a day, not bad, not bad."

After receiving the compliment, An Zhinan smiled even brighter, raised his chin and said, "That's because you taught me well, Master."

"Okay, it's not that you're smart, but you're not bad as a teacher. You are a smart disciple with your eyes and eyes. Haha, it's getting late. Should I eat here today or go back?"

An Zhinan glanced at the sky and said: "I'll go back and eat, grandma made my dinner, and I'll come to discuss with Uncle Xingyi tomorrow."

Old Liao smiled and nodded: "Go."

As soon as An Zhinan left, Lao Liao's smile disappeared instantly, and he looked at the book in his hand with a heavy expression.

After a while, Xing Yi came in with freshly brewed tea, saw Mr. Liao's brows frowning slightly, thought for a moment and asked, "Are you unhappy because of Senior Murong?"

Elder Liao didn't say anything, just threw a letter from his arms to Xingyi, and said in a deep voice, "Look for yourself."

Xing Yi browsed quickly, frowning visible to the naked eye, holding the letter for a while before saying: "This...then you want to go back?"

"Hmph, go back? Back when the old man was there, that person looked reluctant, but he was really happy in his heart. Now that something happened, he wanted me to go back, and let me come back after it was dealt with. When he was done, he would throw away that person to play with." I understand very well."

Mentioning the inconsistency at the beginning, Mr. Liao was very angry.

Xing Yi paused for a moment and said: "Then don't go back, it's good here, and Nan Nan is here, and when I go back, I will face all wolves, tigers and leopards, without any sincerity, and with the Gu family around, there will be no chaos Where are you going?"

"Let me think again."

"Yes, then I'll cook first."

Walking out of the study, Xing Yi paused, turned to look at the study with eyes full of worry.

On the second morning, An Zhinan ran to the next door as usual, and spent the whole morning facing swords against Xing.

Ever since he learned that An Zhinan had experienced life and death, Xing Yi's moves were no longer as gentle as before, and revealed his sharpness everywhere, constantly honing An Zhinan's kung fu, so that An Zhinan would suffer minor injuries from time to time.

When he was injured at first, Elder Liao would change his face and scold Xingyi, but when he knew Xingyi's thoughts, he would read books in the study every time the two of them confronted each other, so as not to be uncontrollably upset and worried.

Although he was injured, Xing Yi still had some leeway, until now An Zhinan made rapid progress, Xing Yi gradually relaxed his strength, but he still paid special attention to the sword with her, for fear of accidentally seriously injuring this girl.

Two silver lights flashed quickly between the two of them, An Zhinan raised his sword and pointed it at Xing Yi's chest, while Xing Yi pointed his sword at An Zhinan's brow.

After a while, the indifferent expressions of the two gradually warmed up, and they looked at each other and then smiled.

Xing Yi raised his eyebrows appreciatively and with a little relief: "That's right, you've improved again, you're really suitable for practicing swords by nature."

"Hey, this is also what Uncle Xingyi taught me well. You teach me so hard, you can't be lazy."

　Happy 520 everyone~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)