: The time to study in spring

Gudong pot, I robbed the food more quickly, and the brothers were excited and each one was faster than the other. They were stored in the bowl, chewed in their mouths, pinched the chopsticks, and stared at them. The emperor glanced at him in anger, thinking that these bastards had spent their whole life on robbing food, and he hatedly poured down the plate of fish balls that had just come up, "These are all mine!"

Hua Jingchang: It doesn’t matter, he doesn’t like fish balls.

Hua Jingsheng: Then he poured another plate of mutton.

Hua Jingzhen: He doesn't believe that he will snatch his father and let him spit it out after a while.

Hua Jingqin: He likes lucky bags, and the lucky bags also contain fish balls, which are even more delicious.

Hua Jingyun: It doesn’t matter, he just ate a lot and doesn’t want to eat it anymore.

The brothers and sisters were very upset and continued to compete, "Second, that's my beef."

"Old Fourth, that pork waist fell from my chopsticks."

Seeing this scene, the emperor became even more angry. Suddenly, he felt that eating alone was not happy at all, and he was not concerned about the majestic face. He rolled up his sleeves and started fighting with his sons. When he successfully grabbed a piece of rib from Hua Jingchang's chopsticks, he burst into laughter. He felt very satisfied and delicious.

I hope that the price of the food that has risen can be reduced back.

What can everyone do?

Someone said in desperation, "Then let's pay the money first, and settle it first and come and get it tomorrow."

"As for the others," Hua Jingsheng sighed, "Slow down for the time being."

There are also several vigorous and powerful words written on the painting, "It is the right time to read in spring."

"It smells a little smelly, but the money is fragrant."

This boy was strong, Xiaohuoba was relatively thin. Before he could continue to "Wow" the brothers fell down together, Xiao Xiurui sat up and asked Xiaohuoba, "Ahhh!"

This made me even more nervous, afraid that I would sell it out, but I heard from the person who bought the books before that there were not many books I moved out, and I was even more anxious.

The person behind this person said, "I heard that this book was written specifically by Mr. Liao for the children and grandchildren of the Liao family. He used twelve minutes to ask for it from the library building. The old man was a student who had taught for decades. He said that the teacher taught and answered questions. He was willing to show it to everyone. As long as the people who have read it, it would be fine, and it would not be considered that he had let his efforts down."

It would be fine if only Xiu Rui was there, but now that Xiaohuoba has lived in the palace, Jiang Shu will inevitably be a little anxious.

Seeing that there were already many people queuing up, the people who were visiting here were very curious. Someone came forward to inquire, "Brother, what's the big deal about this scene?"

Do you feel pain?

Xiao Yaoba sat on the ground and hugged him, "Does it hurt if you fall?"

Hua Jingyun also had some fun, saying that the prefect of Yizhou raised a singer and dancer of 40 or 50, and she sang and danced to peace without any trouble, but this did not prevent people from governing Yizhou in an orderly manner, and it was better every year.

"Yes, we won't be able to buy it tomorrow."

Wen Mianmian sat down and ate tea, put down the teacup slowly and said, "There is rare and precious things. If you can't sell them at once, the effect will be greatly reduced."

"Today, Mr. Liao will come to talk to us in person. I bought a book specially and wanted to ask Mr. Liao to write an inscription for me to get rid of the literary spirit of the old man."

The emperor came to enjoy family life, and he was quite satisfied. He looked at his sons and was a little more pleasing to him. It was rare to praise him for several people. For a moment, it was a scene of a kind father and a filial son.

Hua Jingzhen said that this is nothing. The Minister of Personnel looked fierce but was literary and elegant. When he was free, he went to write lyrics for the girls in the brothel. People spent a lot of money on shopping in brothels. Not only did he spend money on shopping in brothels, he not only did not spend money, but also made money, but in the name of making money to buy jewelry for his wife.

At this time, the noise at the entrance of the library became much louder. Just now, the guy officially announced that the books had been sold out. "I'm really sorry for everyone, I really don't have them."

The two brothers hugged each other tightly and did not leave. They just looked at the adults. The emperor took the lead and shouted ok. The others in the room also echoed and laughed. The two brothers, who didn't know what the adults laughed, followed by the two, and were soon taken by the wet nurse to play.

Moreover, he clearly saw the glory and pride in the eyes of those who bought books, especially when he saw them still queuing up, his refreshing look was not covered.

Hua Jingsheng was unclear, so Hua Jingyun said, "The only soup left on the table is a treasure in the eyes of those who are interested."

“Wow.”

When Emperor Yue Shangzhongtian was about to return to the palace, he took Xiao Xiurui away before leaving. Xiao Xiurui held his brother Xiao Huomiao's hand and finally Xiao Huomiao went with him. You must know that Xiao Huomiao came to his sixth uncle to sleep every now and then, and he was used to not returning home at night.

Even the emperor did not expect that there would be a wealthy person in this industry. He was very moved. The people under his control really understood the way to make money.

Hua Jingyun looked at the leftovers on the table and smiled and said, "You have it in front of you."

The person asked said with excitement, "The library releases a new book today, which is the "Tingxia Youben" written by Mr. Liao, the Imperial College. This book teaches people how to deal with people and how to cultivate their character. Dean Gu of the Academy of Questioning Heart was very impressed after reading it, and he also wrote a preface to the book."

Hua Jingchang and his wife were naturally happy, but Hua Jingsheng and his wife were a little disappointed. Originally, their Jin'er had a chance, but he himself didn't want to. Such a young child had no choice but to deal with him.

He couldn't see clearly the situation changed. Earlier, the competition between the brothers was almost unpredictable. He thought about how to pull the other party down or ruin the other party's affairs. Now it seems that everyone is not fighting anymore, and they all know how to work alone, which is strange and harmonious.

People's hearts, who had been waiting for a long time, fell to the bottom. "When will there be a new one? We have been waiting for so long, just want to read this book."

"That's right, let's give the money first."

The spring thunder continued to explode, and the fine and dense rain fell. Soon the rain became popular, and the people in the capital were filled with joy. As soon as this precious spring rain came, spring officially came.

"If it really doesn't work, please learn from your sister-in-law. If you have nothing to do, send Jin'er to your sixth brother and sister. There is also General Wen's daughter. Don't Jin'er like to play with her?"

"Do you need to teach Jin'er well?"

"As long as you find out where you can't make money, such as those who are in the night, the profit will be very large."

Before he arrived at the library, he saw a long queue. He was already in good order and heard someone say that there were only 200 books today. After selling them out, he had to wait for the next batch. He had to ask what the next batch would come out, but he didn't know.

The two brothers worked hard with each other, and after a while, Xiao Xiurui successfully stood up. He was afraid that he would fall again and hug Xiao Yao's small waist hard, trying hard to support himself not to fall.

“It’s really not easy.”

Jiang Shu understood her thoughts and quickly adjusted herself, saying that she was too careful with her children and developed a timid temperament. She should indeed take her out for a walk more often.

"That's right, we came so early, why did we lose when we were about to line up?"

On these different days, a piece of Wangjiang platform was surrounded by red ropes, and a table was built inside. A red carpet was laid on the platform, and a table was placed on it. Behind the platform was a tall background board, with a painting written by Mr. Wen himself.

Everyone was silent. He was so eye-catching that he jumped up and down alone. Let's take a look at the situation first.

"Boom~"

These noble royal children did not know that such filth can make money even if they were interested in this topic. Wen Mianmian explained it to everyone and finally said, "Boss Yuan can say that he has made a lot of money. People have to pay for money when they are fragrant at night, and they have to pay for money when they are poured as dust. These two are all combined with Western medicine. How much land is in the suburbs of Beijing? How much land is needed for those land every year, and it is all the goods he takes from his hands."

The grass is growing and the beards are flying, and the kites are everywhere in the sky. The children laugh and hold the lines in their hands, and they are so lively that they can hear the laughter coming from the paintings.

Xiao Xiurui, who was supported by the little flame, came, and looked up and snorted, what are you talking about?

I ate a gudong pot for nearly an hour, from being reserved to being robbed, from being enthusiastic to being unable to eat, from being unable to eat to being able to speak, everyone was smiling throughout the whole process.

Compared to the lively table, the table next to the female family is much warmer and harmonious. They eat slowly, and the ingredients in the pot are rolling up and down, which looks very rich.

"Sixth brother and sister, your lotus root slices are ripe"

When it arrived at Jingzhe, a "boom" thunder exploded in the sky. Xiao Xiurui and his sister were scared and shivered. One hid in his mother's arms, and the other opened his eyes wide and looked at the sky hard.

I felt even more satisfied when I looked at my great-grandchildren and great-grandchildren holding a small bowl and a spoon on the small table next to me.

The Empress Dowager smiled so hard that she couldn't see her eyes. She thought the atmosphere was so lively. It was like this for ordinary people. The family sat together for meals, and there was no need to pay attention to food, sleep or not. It was so good to talk and laugh.

After saying this, his face was full of excitement. He felt that he would be particularly good at dealing with people after buying Mr. Liao’s books.

Spring thunder suddenly appeared and all things revived. The willow branches along the river on the river in the half-mile of the flowers seemed to have sprouted green buds overnight, and they were tender and green. Many people stood in this world to feel the breath of spring. The anxious kite had already risen in the spring breeze, making the sky lively.

After he said this, everyone had a lot of affection for the library. They were not moved when they saw the silver. Soon the people dispersed. Zhang Hongda happily went to the lounge to report to Wen Mianmian.

After hearing him say that, Mr. Liao became even more moved. He stood up and went to say a few words to the buyer, and then asked him to go home. He didn't dare to have a close relationship with these business people. It was too sinister.

Soon, he realized the more sinister things again, because the library arranged a great show for him and escorted him all the way to the stage of Wangjiang Platform. The key was that he also arranged an emcee, saying "The arrival of spring, all things are revived" at the top of his voice;

Using the reason for the spring, I said, "What kind of wind and rain have created what kind of flowers and leaves", which leads to "What kind of book can make you become what kind of person."

The emcee's mouth was so lubricated as oily. Every word was very confusing. Mr. Liao, who was originally full of confidence in his masterpiece, was inexplicably more guilty, fearing that what he wrote would not be like this praise.
Chapter completed!