The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 755: Accepting a disciple

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"Maybe I'm thinking too much," Ding Yunwen slowly shook his head and said. While taking a sip of tea, he suddenly thought of something again. He looked at Zhong Mingwei with a smile and said, "Mingwei, I'm thinking of you, master." Do you mind if I get you a junior brother?"

"Is it Chen Qingxuan?" Zhong Mingwei was startled, then laughed, "Just because I always come over to play chess with you from time to time, and sometimes allow you to regret the game and cheat to make your old man happy, you are eager to do it now Is this your husband?"

"Hey! You kid, how can you talk to Mr. like this?" Ding Yunwen looked unhappy, and put down the teacup again, and said seriously, "I see that kid is not pretending to be noble, nor is he pretending to be noble. He is not a single-minded person who specializes in eight-legged essays. He is a rare and good talent. I really want to give him a few pointers. The Great Zhou Dynasty has never been short of people who study hard, and there is no shortage of people who rely on their old skills. Yes, but there is a shortage of young people like him who want to do practical things and are capable of doing things."

Zhong Mingwei closed the tea lid and spoke again after a long time: "Master, even in such a situation, you still care about the people of the world. Mingwei is really ashamed."

"Mingwei, you have nothing to be ashamed of," Ding Yunwen reached out and patted Zhong Mingwei's hand, and said in a deep voice, "If the general is prosperous, he can help the world, and if he is poor, he can be alone. Now that you are in such an environment, From this standpoint, you have your own reasons, so you don’t have to feel ashamed, you know?"

"Master, is it really okay for you to protect your shortcomings like this?" Zhong Mingwei said with a dumb smile.

"Guarding one's shortcomings?" Ding Yunwen frightened his face, "I don't know how to defend one's shortcomings. I always tell the truth."

"Come and reward the old man in our family who tells the truth!" Meiya pulled out a piece of roasted sweet potato from the edge of the brazier, broke it into two halves, handed half to Ding Yunwen, and kept the other half in her own hand.

"Thank you, our girl." Ding Yunwen smiled from ear to ear and took the half piece of roasted sweet potato with one hand. At the same time, he couldn't help but reached out and touched Mei Ya's soft hair. He really liked this girl. Yes, when his daughter passed away, he just felt that his heart was going to be cold. But since he met this girl, he felt that his old heart began to steam out again. That kind of warmth The feeling of Yangyang is really good.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the steaming roasted sweet potato in Ding Yunwen's hand, and then looked at the peeled sweet potato in Meiya's hand. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and saw Ding Yunwen eating it with big mouthfuls. In the end, he couldn't help it anymore and approached Meiya: "Why don't you get my reward?"

"Then tell me what you have done today that is worthy of reward?" Meiya asked him with a crooked face and squinted eyes, taking a bite of the fragrant sweet potato.

"I...I listened to you," Zhong Mingwei said seriously, "I let you go as soon as you rolled your eyes. I definitely didn't mean to...well!"

The next second, half a piece of sweet potato was stuffed directly into Zhong Mingwei's mouth.

"Shut up! Go and eat your reward!" Meiya glared at him with a red face.

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The second day of December in the 33rd year of Jiasheng

Capital

Hui Concubine gave birth to a little prince at three o'clock on this day. Long live the Lord Long Xin was very happy. He named the little prince Mingjun and named Hui Concubine Hui Concubine. The canonization ceremony was held together with the full moon ceremony of the little prince. .

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Cining Palace.

Qin Lu dragged his tired body into the Cining Palace. Since the fall of the Xu family, the Cining Palace has become much lonelier than before. The number of slaves and maids inside has not decreased, but they all look down. He kept his head down and worked silently, like wooden stakes. That is, every day when Qin Lu came to ask the Queen Mother for Ping'an pulse, there would be some movement in the Cining Palace.