soap official family

Chapter 172 About the Duke of Yue
"You want to teach him to read? That's right. Why are you playing silly outside every day? How can such a young child learn to write? Master, don't you think so?" Huang quickly turned around and said to Master Liu.

"No, no, Grandma Liu, I'm just here to be a guest. I'm studying with my master." An An was about to find her way home.

"Would you like to come over and practice calligraphy with me every afternoon? By the way, you can also help me with the experiments. I also have a laboratory here." Qingqing looked at An An hurriedly.

"Oh, by the way, what did you do when you cut your hair just now? What can you separate?" An An still cares about professionalism.

"It's just a try. I have to make many reagents from scratch. I don't know how far I can achieve it."

"Why are your hair separated?" An An still feels about this.
"Hair is the place where the most evidence can be stored. It's just that I don't have any equipment or reagents now, but fortunately, the requirements for evidence are not so high now, otherwise I would be really anxious to death." Qingqing sighed.

She could say that her hair could be used to experiment with poisons, and the time of poisoning could be clearly seen, but she had nothing, so she couldn't do anything.But these years, with her unremitting efforts, she finally synthesized some chemical preparations by herself. She also hoped that An An could learn them one by one, but she also knew that he could only learn at most, because she couldn't start with chemistry in junior high school. Teach this, this is too difficult.

"Okay, okay, let me help you." An An immediately nodded like a little mouse.

Qingqing smiled, looked back at the faces of Master Liu and the others, and said hurriedly, "Grandpa Liu is very good at telling stories, he is very nice."

"Really?" An An hurriedly looked at Master Liu.

"Who tells you stories on weekdays?" Can you tell stories yourself?He was talking about things in the book.

"My sister, my sister can read a story to me whenever she picks up a book. Grandpa Liu, can you do the same?" In An An's heart, Qingqing is actually omnipotent.

"I don't need to read with books!" Master Liu pointed at his own brain, and gave Qing Qing a contemptuous look.

"It's the same as who can't. If you read a lot, you will naturally. Your sister's reading is not right. Don't learn from her, or Grandma Liu will teach you?" Huang couldn't help but said, Now she feels that Qingqing seems to talk more with An An, and now she wants to keep An An too, so that Qingqing will treat them better.

"Xiao Zi, take me home!" An An jumped off the stool, shouted to the only maid he knew, then bowed to Mr. Liu and his wife, and ran away like flying.He didn't even look at Qingqing anymore, for fear of being stopped by Qingqing.

Qingqing burst out laughing. An An was really smart. He immediately ran away when he saw something was wrong. He didn't have any brains anymore.He picked up the tea and took a sip slowly, not daring to look at Master Liu and his wife.

But at this time, Qingqing also saw that it wasn't that the two of them didn't like children, but that they had never been with children before, and it was boring to raise themselves, so there was an interesting one, and they didn't know how to keep him, Now I am dumbfounded.

"Have you been playing for so long this morning?" Mr. Liu cleared his throat and glared at Qingqing.

"Yes!" Qingqing smiled and put down the cup.

"Why did you go to do an autopsy? Seriously, who is your father? Why do you need to learn this? It's so disgusting!" Huang decided to take advantage of Qingqing's happiness and chat with her, while thinking about her whole morning's experience. , thought about it and patted his chest.

"It's quite interesting." Qingqing smiled, no matter how you said this, it was wrong. "Is there any clue about the Guo family's case?" Mr. Liu knew Qingqing fairly well, so he wanted to ask something practical.

"Mrs. Guo and Miss Guo are probably not dead yet. The person who set the fire yesterday was also injured. Now it depends on whether Sir Ximen can find the person." Qingqing smiled.

"You knew it was muddy water, but you still jumped in it. Didn't your grandfather tell you anything?" Mr. Liu glared at Qingqing. He had been a local magistrate for many years and was also aware of the case of Zheng Bo's murder of Miss Guo. As a result, he was brought to the Ministry of Criminal Justice. To overturn the case, to be honest, asking the Zheng family to overturn the case would also have an impact on Mr. Liu. This clearly shows that they are cheating him.

However, Mr. Liu has been ups and downs for so many years, so it’s not him who would fall out with the Zheng family over something like this. Anyway, the Ximen family is much more anxious than him.After all, a position in Dali Temple is more valuable than reputation, but he really doesn't want Qingqing to get involved.Aunt Zheng said that the Qiao family was deliberately retaliating. As far as Master Liu was concerned, she didn't even think about it. Is this a big deal?

"Grandpa, can we have a few words in private?" Qingqing was too lazy to talk about the Guo family's case. If it could be found out, it was nothing to her.When he said this, Qingqing suddenly thought of Yue Wenqin. If she didn't insist on not understanding some things, she could treat them as nothing happened.

"Why can't you let me listen?" Mr. Huang quit. Everyone was talking together, so why did they have to talk alone.

"One piece!" Mr. Liu waved his hand. He and his wife have been together for many years, and there is no one else he can trust in this world.

This time, Nanny Huang led the others to retreat, and she stood guard outside the door.In fact, they could no longer hear their words outside the door. She opened the door so that everyone could see her on the corridor not far away.

"Tell me?" Mr. Liu picked up the cup and glanced at Qingqing.He noticed that Qingqing looked at Nanny Huang when she reached the corridor and then withdrew her eyes. Master Liu was quite pleased with this. If Qingqing blindly trusted everyone, he would have been afraid.

"What do you think of the Duke's Palace of Yue?" Qingqing picked up the cup again. She didn't drink it, she just held it in her hand.

"Duke Yue? General Fang!" Master Liu frowned, as if searching for information in his mind, "Ask them what they are doing."

"There are files at my grandfather's place. Not long after the Fang family's fire, my mother passed away." Qingqing's hands were shaking a little, and her whole body suddenly trembled.Just now, she was just randomly looking for a relevant reason, but after she finished speaking, an idea suddenly struck her.

That's right, not long after the Fang family caught fire, Zhenniang died.In addition to the death of the old man of the Huang family, was it possible that the Huang family's poisoning also had some knowledge of the late emperor's plans?So not long after the Fang family fell, Zhenniang also died.

Mr. Liu frowned and thought about it: "The Fang family is not a lineage of the first prince. To be sure, the Fang family has been an independent existence since the founding of the country. It is known as the Fang Family Army. With the territory of Yue as its fiefdom, its own The adopted son’s surname is Yue...is Xiao Yue a member of the Fang family?"

"Why did the late emperor insist on the death of the Fang family?" Qingqing looked at Master Liu.

"It's nonsense again. The Fang family was harmed by the Southern Barbarians." Mr. Liu put down his cup gently, scolded him, and thought for a moment, "The Fang family has been a vassal for generations and is actually a barrier to the south. The Fang family's army only knows General Fang. , I don’t know about the imperial court. Even if they hold the tiger talisman, they will not take orders."

　I seemed to have said something wrong yesterday. I didn’t mean that some people were laughing at Wuhan, but how should I say it?In the words of my grandmother, no matter how unlucky a person is, his hair should be neatly combed and his shoes should be wiped clean when he goes out.Otherwise, you will become increasingly unlucky.This should be a sign of the good face of Wuhan people. I’m not saying that the teacher shouldn’t write that kind of article, but I really don’t like what she wrote.For example, about Dr. Li Wenliang, her tone.To be honest, she doesn't seem like an educated teacher, and she refuses to accept this truth.Tell you directly, "The news is all fake, don't believe it. We have experience!" I really hate this kind of people. As a member of Hubei, shouldn't you tell everyone a real, strong, and self-disciplined Wuhan?Why do you want to smear her with a small number of people outside who don't know the truth?Yesterday, the Chinese Writers Association asked me to write a manuscript, and accidentally mentioned that she is the only voice outside now.I want to vomit blood!

　　
　
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