"Please rest assured, Sanlang, about this matter. I will find the fifth brother tomorrow and search carefully for Ren Gui in each room of my Cui family!"
Upon hearing this, Cui Mi also became interested and said quickly.
"This will trouble Mi'er!"
Cui Mi agreed so quickly, and Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
The daughter of the Cui family of Qinghe, a family with five surnames, also has great requirements for her husband.
And marrying a girl from such a noble family also has great benefits.
Not to mention the huge dowry wealth of these daughters from aristocratic families, it can directly save their husbands from struggling for decades.
The most important thing is that the training and education these girls from aristocratic families have received from childhood to adulthood make them the best wives for every man. Moreover, the appearance of the girls from aristocratic families is obviously higher than that of poor families and ordinary people.
at home.
"Sanlang, please don't say that. Although Ren Gui has no relatives, he is still from the Xue family in Hedong. Moreover, not to mention that Ren Gui is your disciple, just because of Ren Gui's relationship with Gao Ming, Chongyi and others, he will definitely be named a marquis in the future.
General, many girls from aristocratic families are eyeing Ren Gui!"
Cui Mi said.
"Is there anything else going on?"
Hearing this, Li Xuan couldn't help but be startled.
"Sanlang doesn't know that the bigger the aristocratic family is, the more concerned they are about their daughter's marriage!"
Cui Mi chuckled and said, "If those aristocratic families didn't know what you were thinking, they would have come to your door long ago!"
"If that's the case, then I'll be relieved!"
Li Xuan nodded slowly.
…
Su Guogong Mansion!
"Wu Laosi, Wu Laosi..."
As soon as Cheng Zhijie returned to his house, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Soon, the housekeeper Wu Laosi ran over.
"Master, you are back!"
"Where is Da Lang? How come I heard that Da Lang and Li Chongyi, these little bastards, have not been to Lijiazhuang in the past few days, nor to the village in the house!"
Cheng Zhijie sat down, opened his mouth and poured a cup of warm tea into his stomach, then asked with confusion on his face.
Hearing this, a strange look flashed in Wu Laosi's eyes.
"Sir, Dalang has been staying in the study these past few days!"
"study?"
Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie was stunned, "This evil beast has changed his gender. Why is he suddenly staying in the study all the time?"
After muttering a few words, he stared closely at Wu Laosi.
"Are you, old man, teaming up with that evil beast to hide something from me? Or is that kid hiding in the courtyard again, doing something bad?"
"Master, you misunderstood..."
Wu Laosi quickly explained.
"What a misunderstanding!"
Cheng Zhijie stared directly and said angrily: "How can I not know what kind of virtue that evil beast has? He can concentrate on reading a book in the study for an hour, and I can doubt that he is not my son!"
Wu Laosi looked helpless.
Just based on his temperament and appearance, you don’t have to doubt him!
"Sir, Dalang is writing... he should be practicing writing!"
"Write?"
Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie was stunned again.
Immediately, his face was full of joy and he hurriedly asked Wu Laosi: "You mean that evil boy is writing again? This evil boy must have done something wrong again in Lijiazhuang and was punished by the King of Jin."
"Do you know how many pages that evil boy has written?"
"Sir, it seems that Dalang has written ten pages!"
Wu Laosi replied quickly.
"Only ten pages?"
Cheng Zhijie had a look of disgust on his face, "This kid is really getting more and more useless as he studies. He just admitted the wrong book, but it turned out to be so difficult to write. I really wonder if this evil is my seed!"
After saying that, he stood up and walked out.
"I would like to see what kind of confession this evil man can make after hiding in the house for so long?"
Seeing this, Wu Laosi quickly followed and curled his lips subconsciously, "You want to go and see the excitement!"
It's a pity that Dalang has disappointed you this time!
soon.
After passing through several courtyards, we arrived outside Cheng Chusi's small courtyard.
A maid was carrying a pot of hot tea and was about to walk to the study.
Looking up, he saw Cheng Zhijie striding towards him. His face changed slightly, and when he was about to open his mouth, he saw the fierce eyes on Cheng Zhijie's face. He couldn't help but tremble slightly, and had to stand quietly, facing Cheng Zhijie.
A gift.
Seeing this, Cheng Zhijie's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he turned his head to look inside the house through the glass window.
Sure enough, I saw my evil beast sitting at the desk by the window, holding a small copper-colored iron rod in his hand and drawing quickly on the paper.
Beside it, there was a stack of papers filled with densely written small characters.
He was so focused that he didn't notice anyone from outside the hospital.
Cheng Zhijie directly opened the thick curtain and walked in.
Slowly walking behind Cheng Chusi, he noticed that what he was holding in his hand was not a small iron rod, but a pen that could write black characters!
It's a bit like a bamboo pen, but this pen is thousands of times more beautiful than a bamboo pen!
Moreover, the golden tip of the pen must be made of gold.
The body of the pen is also engraved with circles of exquisite patterns, which even a boss like Cheng Zhijie can't help but be obsessed with.
"You girl, please give me some water quickly, then squeeze my shoulders, why are you standing behind me?"
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Cheng Chusi thought it was the maid who had just gone out to fetch hot water and returned, so he ignored it.
However, after waiting for a long time and not seeing any movement, he couldn't help but yelled.
Unexpectedly, after finishing speaking, there was still no movement.
Cheng Chusi felt something was wrong, so he subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him. What he saw was a familiar and frightening big plush black face, and he suddenly shivered with fright.
"ah……"
Immediately, he stood up in panic.
"Ah...Aye, when did you come?"
"Humph, I am here, do I still need to report to you in advance?"
Cheng Zhijie glared at Cheng Chusi, and then lifted Cheng Chusi up before Cheng Chusi could react.
The pen still held tightly in Cheng Chusi's hand appeared in front of Cheng Zhijie.
Cheng Zhijie grabbed it with his hand again, and the pen changed from Cheng Chusi's hand to his.
Open your eyes and watch carefully.
"What is this?"
Looking at Cheng Zhijie's green eyes, Cheng Chusi hurriedly said: "Hui Aye, this is just a small object. You can use it to write with some ink!"
"You evildoer, don't lie to me!"
Cheng Zhijie's face became angry, "I have obviously been looking at this for a long time. You have been writing this on the paper for a long time and haven't even dipped it in ink yet. Moreover, this nib is made of gold. This withered pattern and this workmanship are so evil to me.
Blind?"
"Moreover, 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, a wicked person like you, dare to deceive me?"
The more he talked, the angrier Cheng Zhijie became.
"It seems that I haven't slapped you, this evil obstacle, for a while, so that you, this evil obstacle, have forgotten the taste of the stick!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Chusi's expression suddenly changed.
"Aye, forgive me! This thing is called a fountain pen. It is a pen specially made by Master, the master of ink painting in Lijiazhuang, Letai!"
"pen?"
Cheng Zhijie was startled and asked: "This thing is made of copper and gold, why is it called a fountain pen?"
"Aye, forgive me, the child doesn't know!"
As Cheng Chusi spoke, he suddenly saw Cheng Chusi's unkind eyes and quickly explained: "It's also possible that the first pen made by Master was made of steel, so it was named a fountain pen!"
"Hmph, you're a smart kid!"
As he spoke, Cheng Zhijie chuckled, sat down on the chair, grabbed a pen, and tried to write.