After time travel, he devoted himself to helping his father with his career.

Ming Jia watched Yang Tingxuan's slightly angry face disappear from her sight, and then the study door closed.

"Uncle Liu is so handsome!"

Mingjia praised silently in her heart and took a few steps back. She didn't want to hear it at all.

No one knows that Mingjia is actually very timid, especially in this aspect, but in her previous life, Mingjia loved detective novels and often needed to turn on the light to sleep.

It’s really a kind of “fighting fire with fire” that you give yourself!

But now that she is in Daliang, Mingjia's courage is not enough to support her to fully participate in this matter.

In the study room, Yang Tingxuan was pushed into the Taishi chair by Da Liu and sat down!

"A few days ago, Master Mingjia sent me to investigate the whereabouts of Song Shaowu, the eldest son of the Song family. Today, my brothers and I discovered a lot of good things..."

Yang Tingxuan frowned, and after listening to the story of the man who claimed to be Da Liu, his brows became tighter as he listened.

"The Song family's Xishan Village? Are your people still guarding there?"

Facing Yang Tingxuan's questioning, Da Liu felt a little unhappy. Only Mr. Xie could question him when doing things.

"The Song family still has several villages in Dianzhou. I don't know if anyone has been buried in other villages. I can only wait for Master Yang to send people to search!"

Da Liu seemed not to answer Yang Tingxuan's question, but he also let Yang Tingxuan know the answer.

Yang Tingxuan had already stood up and was about to send someone to Xishan. As soon as he stood up, Da Liu held his shoulders and sat back down.

"Sir, don't worry, we came back from outside the city hungry, you let us eat first!"

Da Liu walked out of the study room as he spoke, and did not forget to turn back to remind Yang Tingxuan in the end.

"Today we, Mr. Xiao, are hosting a banquet to entertain us guards. I'm afraid all my people will be drunk by now!"

"Master Yang, you should go to bed early today! I, Liu, will come to take you to check tomorrow!"

Da Liu pushed the door open and walked out of Yang Tingxuan's study. He saw Master Mingjia standing in the middle of the yard, seemingly looking up at the moon!

"Master Mingjia, we're done talking! Let's go back to the table and eat!"

Under the cold moonlight, Da Liu felt that Master Mingjia was really thin and should eat more to replenish his body.

Mingjia turned around and looked at it. He didn't expect that the conversation would be over so quickly, but Mingjia didn't ask any questions, raised his legs and followed Da Liu out.

"Xiao Mingjia, come here! I have something to ask you!"

As soon as Mingjia turned around, she heard Yang Tingxuan's voice. Mingjia let out a long sigh, raised her head and said to Da Liu.

"Uncle Liu, you should go back and eat something first! See who among Chengwen is still awake and arrange for someone to pick me up!"

Da Liu wanted to stay and wait for Mingjia, but Mingjia refused. This conversation will not be short.

After Da Liu left, Ming Jia sat in Yang Tingxuan's study with a lifeless expression, looking at the ground blankly.

"You sent people to check the places where Song Shaowu often goes. I heard that you specifically pointed out that you should focus on searching dry wells and flower gardens?"

"Ok!"

"Then why don't you come in and tell me yourself?"

"I am afraid!"

Mingjia didn't care anymore. Anyway, he was not in the mood to make up an excuse at the moment.

"Are you afraid? With your courage... you...!"

Yang Tingxuan suddenly raised his voice as if he had heard a joke, but when he saw Ming Jia sitting in a small ball in the Taishi chair, he was stunned.

"Yes! He's still a child!"

Yang Tingxuan suddenly felt guilty. When he thought that Ming Jia was as old as his son, he felt even more guilty.

"Ahem... um! I understand. I will send someone to check tomorrow. You can go back first!"

Yang Tingxuan didn't know what to say for a moment, and forgot what he originally wanted to talk about.

Ming Jia lowered her head and showed a shallow smile where Yang Tingxuan couldn't see it.

There was silence for a long time in the study.

When Yang Tingxuan saw that Ming Jia was still sitting motionless in the Taishi chair, he subconsciously wanted to ask why he still didn't leave, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered what happened just now.

"You...do you have anything else?"

Yang Tingxuan's tone was rare and gentle, and his voice was much softer.

Mingjia slowly raised her head, revealing her big eyes that were filled with tears because of fear.

"Uncle Yang, can I wait here for my servants? It's too dark outside, I dare not go back alone!"

Yang Tingxuan's heart suddenly softened, yes! He is just a child who can cry and be afraid of the dark!

Yang Tingxuan stood up and walked to Mingjia. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and patted Mingjia's shoulder encouragingly. Feeling the child's thin shoulders, Yang Tingxuan felt even more guilty.

"Let's go! I'll take you back!"

Mingjia didn't expect Yang Tingxuan to act so unreasonably, but fortunately he quickly reacted and shook his head.

"Da Liu will send someone to pick me up when he gets back. Can I read in Uncle Yang's study for a while?"

Yang Tingxuan didn't agree with anything, so he signaled to Mingjia that he could go to the bookshelf to get books to read.

Ming Jia immediately jumped off the Taishi's chair, walked to Yang Tingxuan's bookshelf in two steps, and started to pick up some books that she had been coveting for a long time.

Yang Tingxuan didn't care. He watched Ming Jia selecting books and then returned to his desk to continue reading official documents.

"Thank you Uncle Yang for lending me the book. I will read it soon and send the book back intact!"

Mingjia held a few books in her arms, and Chengwen held more books in his arms. Mingjia waved goodbye to Yang Tingxuan.

Yang Tingxuan stood at the door of the study, his eyes slightly narrowed, seemingly responding to Mingjia with a smile, but if you look closely, you can see Yang Tingxuan's clenched back molars!

Before a cup of tea, in Yang Tingxuan's study.

Mingjia selected several books at an astonishing speed, all of which were rare and good books on the market.

There are many precious ancient books among them, and there is even an orphan copy that is hard to find.

Ming Jia was amazed while looking at it. It was indeed a study room that was under the influence of the resources of the entire Dingyuan Marquis Mansion. It really had the heritage of the aristocratic family!

Ming Jia held the book in both hands and walked carefully to Yang Tingxuan. She spoke softly, for fear that the wind would blow the ancient book.

"Uncle Yang, can I read this book?"

Mingjia felt that it would be better to ask about the unique book at this level. After all, Mingjia was also a person with some bottom lines.

Yang Tingxuan looked away from the official document for a moment, glanced at the book in Ming Jia's hand, then immediately put down the official document and stood up.

Yang Tingxuan stretched out his hand to take back the book in Ming Jia's hand, but Ming Jia stared at Yang Tingxuan with longing eyes.

"Not this book, you can read any other books in the study room! I have a copy of this book, you can read it too!"

Yang Tingxuan has a large collection of books. He and Xiao Qingshan have also talked about studying on weekdays. Naturally, he knows the hardships Xiao Qingshan went through during his studies.

At this time, Yang Tingxuan felt that if Ming Jia really liked reading, he would not mind lending Ming Jia more books to read.

All the good mood only lasted until Cheng Wen came to pick up Ming Jia. Ming Jia borrowed Yang Tingxuan's pen and ink and wrote down a borrowing list for Yang Tingxuan.

"Uncle Yang, I want to borrow these books from you. Here are the details. I have recorded the titles, authors and my return date in detail!"

"Don't worry, I'll do the work!"

Yang Tingxuan looked at the list of books, but he didn't feel distressed. He didn't take such a small thing to heart.

When Yang Tingxuan saw Chengwen empty-handed, he came waving his arms. He also remembered that Mingjia just said that he was afraid of going back after dark.

"Come here, prepare an oil lamp for Mr. Xiao!"

After Yang Tingxuan finished speaking, Mingjia reacted first and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Uncle Yang, don't bother me! Today is the 15th, the moon outside is big and round, and it's still bright!"

"The yard under the light is like daylight, you can see everything!"

Yang Tingxuan looked at Xiao Mingjia, who was holding a book and smiling happily. Why did he feel that he had been deceived by this brat again!