Regarding the news that the Mingze brothers and Xiao Xuan'er were going to continue living in the mansion, the old lady was indeed happy and smiled and even claimed to be good. Even the Duke of the State showed great enthusiasm. He found that since these children came, the old wife smiled a lot more at him. Whether he was in a good mood or giving him face in front of the young guests, he was happy to hear it.

After dinner, the Duke of the State did not leave. He asked about the arrangements for the Mingze brothers' daily visit to the Imperial College and the preparations for the provincial examination. The two guys' impression of the Duke of the State was excellent, so they naturally answered seriously, making Pan Jiaming, who was standing aside, feel that the three of them were getting along more like their grandparents than when they were with him.

When the atmosphere was just right, a maid wearing a green skirt came and said that she was the maid who was serving in the study of the Duke of the State, and asked for the need to buy tea and inkstone in the study.

Zhiruo, who was talking to the old lady, turned his head and saw that he was still an acquaintance! He had white skin, big eyes, small mouth, and a pair of sweet dimples. Isn’t this the green chrysanthemum that went to the South China Sea to look for relatives by Luo Dayou’s carriage? Uh, what’s the name now? Isn’t it going to the capital to look for relatives again?

The Duke of the State was a little strange about Shuiping's search. Unless he occasionally made any special requests, he usually didn't care about these procurement matters, he said, as usual.

Shuiping reminded thoughtfully: "Didn't the old man ask for time to take the calligraphy of the two young masters of the Yin family a few days ago? I thought it would be better to ask the young master of the Yin family a good brush and paper, so that the study room would be better prepared, so as to avoid the pen and ink like the last time, Mr. Jingning Hou was not used to the pen and ink in our study room?"

"Tsk! Is it so good to write a pen and ink?" Pan Jiaming sneered coldly and teased the old man, "Isn't Xie Erjun coming to the mansion to ask you for calligraphy? You, don't interfere with Princess Chunxi!" Xie Erjun's ability, literary talent and calligraphy are actually quite acceptable, but there is nothing to see in front of his grandfather, who is a master of calligraphy.

However, they are not here to discuss calligraphy. It is probably for the marriage of Princess Chunxi. She thought that her grandfather was weak and wanted to take the shortcut of her grandfather to influence the queen's aunt's wishes?

Not to mention, in addition to Xie Erjuncheng's marriage, the two of them are really compatible just in terms of personality and style of conduct. I didn't think that since he officially became the eldest princess, Princess Chunxi has become more and more like the female Xie Erjun. She always holds it. Is it because he is worried that he can't support the eldest princess' majesty and harms the face of the queen's aunt? But when he looked at Princess Chunxi, he felt that he was pretending and pretending.

"I'm going to remind you?" The Duke of the State glared at his grandson and turned to Mingze and said, "I've come here, let's talk about what kind of pen, ink, paper and inkstone are used on weekdays, so that Shuiping can tell you more and give you Songyunxuan. You will learn more next, which is just right." Although Minghui took the martial arts exam, there was also a literary exam. This is the difference between the martial arts exam in the Daying Dynasty and the previous dynasty. Of course, the exam questions must be much easier than the literary exam.

The British Duke was also kind, and it was not appropriate to be too polite at this time. Ming Ze and the other two were generous in talking about their usual pens, ink, paper and inkstone. In fact, for them, as long as they were not too bad, there should be no use or not. When they went south, Mr. Su visited his old friends all the way. They, especially Ming Ze, were often taken by those old men to take calligraphy or write articles, and they had never made any mistakes because of the so-called use of pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Shuiping got the answer and left quickly, as if she was really just for this careful consideration.

The Duke shook his head and smiled, "This maid is well-behaved and thoughtful, but he didn't expect that he was just an excuse to look good."

Zhiruo shook his head secretly. There was no way. Old men are usually confused by this delicate and well-behaved style. They didn't even see that even the smart Luo Dayou didn't escape? What's more, this stupid old man who was fooled by the eldest son and his family almost raising the only legitimate grandson. This old man is just too lucky and can be reincarnated. He also has a legitimate daughter of the queen and a legitimate grandson of the black wise.

It shouldn't matter if Shuiping's release in advance. What made Zhiruo even more anxious was whether the plague poison pill on Bu Hua's hand will be used tomorrow and how will it be used?

"Crown Prince Ming," while the old lady was attracted by the riddles of Ling'er and Xuan'er, Zhiruo whispered to Pan Jiaming, "I have something very important, you see..."

Pan Jiaming looked at Zhiruo deeply, nodded, looked out the window again, and laughed loudly, "It's Mid-Autumn Festival today. Why don't you go outside and chat while watching the moon?"

The Duke slapped his hands and said, "No, I almost forgot about this, I should have been ready outside."

There is a large open space in front of the main hall of Ronghua Courtyard, which is larger than the entire courtyard of ordinary small families. There is a pavilion and two small flower beds on the left and right, which is very suitable for cool off and enjoying the moon.

Today, the people had already prepared lanterns that were suitable for the situation, incense for mosquitoes, long tables and seats for snacks, and many people quickly moved out of the main hall.

Zhiruo took Ru Dong and Pan Jiaming, and Xiao Feng were standing next to the flowerbed on the left to talk about things. While talking, he looked at Ming Ze Minghui who continued to chat with the Duke in the pavilion, and Ling'er and Xuan'er who were playing shuttlecocks beside the flowerbed on the right. The old lady was sitting comfortably in the chair to count for them. Not to mention, such a picture of old and young people having fun together is really loving.

Zhiruo lowered his voice and changed the information about Nabuhua and Poison Pills, and said it concisely: "Young Master Qi Mu Bai Qi accidentally discovered this on his way to Beijing, because he knew that our siblings were going to the palace to attend the palace banquet and stayed in the capital for a while. Although there was no evidence, he was not sure when Nabuhua would use the Poison Pills against whom he would use it, or reminded his righteous brother and our siblings. I only learned today that the emperor would sacrifice to the sky tomorrow and see off the reinforcements to the northwest. Suddenly I was worried that tomorrow's sacrifice ceremony would be their target, so... I told you. It's just that there is no evidence, and Mr. Qi kindly reminded me, so I hope you don't reveal him. And the prescription that Mr. Qi asked for from his friends in the Tianyao Sect will also give to Prince Pan. If there is a case, it's better for you to arrange it."
Chapter completed!