"Listen, this is nonsense."

Mrs. Mu Liu thought it was ridiculous. She looked at Mu Tingxue as if she was looking at a monster, "Don't think it's a big deal just to be granted a royal title. Without the prince, how can you seal it..."

"Noisy!"

Mu Zongqi's brows furrowed tightly, "Xue'er has received the imperial decree. It is a matter of honoring the ancestors. As the mistress, it's okay that you don't bless her. Instead, you turn your elbows outward and ridicule your own family."

When Mrs. Liu heard this, she felt like a ball being pricked by a needle, and her anger suddenly evaporated.

Her eyes turned red and she entered a state of grievance: "Master, are you blaming me? How can you be so partial? You protect Tingxue in every way and punish Yuhe severely. Five years ago, you took tens of millions of taels of silver. You gave Tingxue a dowry and asked her to become a princess; but now, Yuhe loves the crown prince Jingyu, but you are unwilling to pay any more money to arrange a marriage for her."

Mu Zongqi was embarrassed: "Things cannot be generalized."

"Why not?"

Mrs. Mu Liu started to cry, "They are all your daughters. Money can make all the difference. She, Mu Tingxue, Princess Qinling, can do it. Why can't we, Yuhe, be the wife of Duke Jingyu's son?"

Mu Tingxue suddenly realized.

He thought to himself: No wonder Li Huan'er came to the house yesterday, Mu Yuhe was originally banned, and he ran out even against the family law, kneeling and licking him like a pug to please him.The title of Duke Jingyu is hereditary in the Li family. Isn't the eldest son of Duke Jingyu the biological brother of Concubine Li?

"One more official son-in-law, one more path. Tingxue is not favored at all, and King Qinling will not protect the Mu family; Yuhe is different. Yuhe and Jingyu Gongzi went to the lake together last month. They have a good relationship. If this marriage is successful, they will be on the high branch of leaving home. In another ten years, Yuhe will be promoted from the prince and wife of Jingyu Gong to the princess of Jingyu! Duchess, how majestic it is. !”

Mrs. Mu Liu was daydreaming, tugging on her husband's sleeves, her pupils trembling when she got excited.

"Hey, I don't have that much money anymore, so I spent it all on buying food for disaster relief."

Mu Zongqi told the truth and reluctantly pulled his wife's hand from his sleeve, "Besides, Lijia is from the first family, and we can't reach that kind of high family..."

"Disaster relief, disaster relief! Just know disaster relief!"

Mrs. Liu was so angry that she cried, "With the money for disaster relief, wouldn't it be good to use it as a dowry for Yuhe? Our life in Yuhe is really hard. Fathers can't just drink a bowl of water. Our wealth will be gone just like that."

"It's different, oops."

Mu Zongqi said, "If we don't donate money to provide disaster relief, our Mu family will be raided, and hundreds of lives will be lost. Things have to be prioritized."

"Ugh, I don't care!"

Ms. Liu cried so hard that she was out of breath, "Anyway, you have to find a way to raise money again. Even if the King of Heaven is here, I can't block Yuhe's way to become a duchess!"

Mu Tingxue thought thoughtfully: "If I remember correctly, Jing Yu Gong's eldest son, Li Yuan, has a fiancée."

Liu's crying stopped abruptly.

She stared at the other person with an almost hateful look.

"She seems to be the biological sister of a marquis. She is a baby girl. She has been engaged for more than ten years."

Mu Tingxue mobilized the memory of the original owner, "By the way, she is Linhehou's sister. She is a master of piano playing and is known as the Little Qin Saint."

Mrs. Liu gritted her teeth: "I'm just a fiancée. She's not yet cooked. She's not married yet. As long as she's willing to spend money, she still has a chance..."

"No chance."

Mu Tingxue interrupted her, "The Marquis of Linhe married the sister of Prince Jingyu, who is Li Yuan's brother-in-law. They are each other's brother-in-law. It is an iron-clad marriage for the benefit of the family. As long as Li Yuan is not out of his mind, it will be fine." It’s absolutely impossible to break off the engagement.”

Mrs. Liu: "You..."

Mu Tingxue's smile was like a spring breeze blowing on her face: "The entanglements between aristocratic families are far more complicated than you think. Mr. Jingyu is not stupid. He would offend his own sister and the Marquis of Linhe for the sake of a businessman's second daughter. What?"

Mu Zongqi originally felt guilty, feeling that he was partial and sorry for his other daughter.

Now, after hearing this analysis from my eldest daughter, I felt like I was enlightened, and I instantly stopped thinking.

"Forget it, let's find another good family for Yuhe. It's better not to worry about the prince of Li Gongfu."

"Master!" Mrs. Liu was unwilling to give in.

"Okay, you are tired of crying. Wash your face and go back to your room to have a good rest." Mu Zongqi waved his hand, "There is still business to discuss in the silk and satin shop. There will be a wine shop with a businessman from Waifu in the evening, so I won't be back. "

*. *. *

Mu Tingxue sent her father out personally.

"Miss, your letter."

The servant delivered two letters, "The other one is for Young Master Wuya."

Mu Tingxue took it and found that the wax seal used for the letter had the seal of the Prince Regent on the seal. It was obviously from Zebao.

Thinking of the little guy, my heart feels warm.

Returning to the study, I saw Xie Wuya wearing a white furry hat on his head, holding a writing brush, and practicing calligraphy very seriously. The afterimage of the red candle swayed on the fair side of his face.On the table next to it, there is already a thick stack of completed copybooks.

"Let's take a rest and eat some pastries."

Mu Tingxue didn't ask him to practice calligraphy because he was too conscious and self-disciplined.

Whose five-year-old child can sit still and concentrate on writing for three hours?

Even as an adult, she can't do six hours without entertainment and high-intensity non-stop study!

Babies at this age are very lively and active, and it is difficult to calm down.When doing homework, I either touch this or play with that. The main thing is to be a grinder.

"Thank you, mother."

Mu Wuya put down his pen and ate a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, his cheeks bulging like a little hamster.

"A letter from Zebao to you."

"Well!"

Xiaotuanzi's eyes lit up instantly, he was so cute.It can be seen that he cherishes this pen pal very much and always looks forward to receiving letters.

Mu Tingxue paid great attention to her children's privacy, and she would not read anything written in the letter to Wuya.

When I opened my own letter, I saw slightly childish words.

[Beautiful aunt’s personal message:

Zebao misses you very much, but unfortunately this morning he has his father's military class, in the afternoon he has to listen to the Imperial Academy's drinking ceremony and history lecture, and in the evening he has to play chess with the chess master, so he can't go to Mu Mansion.

The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow will definitely happen!

The cook at the Prince Regent’s Palace also made perilla soup, but I always felt that it was not as delicious as yours and the taste was not authentic...]

The content of the letter is not long. It talks about some trivial things in life. In some places, I made typos and corrected them. It is very cute.

After reading it, Mu Tingxue fell into deep thought: "As expected of the regent's only son, he is only five years old and has been given so many classes. His tutoring is extremely strict."

Look at your own home again.

"As a mother, shouldn't I also teach my children?"

She can teach medicine, mathematics, physics and chemistry, which is practical and advanced. As a science student admitted to the 211 Clinical Medicine Bachelor's, Master's and Doctoral program, she is a female doctor. If she prepares her lessons carefully, teaching children will not be a big problem.

She could also teach some poetry and poetry. Anyway, there were no Tang poetry and Song poetry in this world, and she had memorized so many.

"Mother."

"Ok?"

"Zebao wrote to me and asked me if I would like to attend His Royal Highness the Regent's military and martial arts classes with him?"

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