Today, I teach books in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. After Mu Yuanjia said a few words to Mu Jinghong outside, he quietly sat in front.

The other parts in the hall were empty. Mu Jinghong looked at Mu Yuanjia's straight back, walked up, sat straight to the empty seat next to him, and occupied the first row of seats.

Mu Yuanjia couldn't help but glance over, his eyes flashing.

Without further ado, a woman in her thirties and sharp eyes appeared at the entrance of the hall.

She held a ruler in her hand and a book.

The booklet is a bit old and has a little burrs on the corners, which shows that this book is often read.

"Mr. Sun!"

Mu Yuanjia smiled appropriately and stood up and greeted her.

Mu Jinghong followed and called out Mr. Sun at the same time.

Mr. Sun looked at Mu Jinghong without any gentleness. "Although Miss Seven has never come to Nanzong Hall, Mrs. Mu Er said that Miss Seven has been learning with her. It was also after the guidance of Mr. Enlightenment, and she was somewhat at a loss. If Miss Seven struggled to learn later, she could ask me questions at any time."

"Thank you Mr. Sun!" Mu Jinghong said a coherent sentence in a slow voice.

Mr. Sun couldn't help but look at Mu Jinghong.

At this time, Mu Yuanjia recommended himself: "Yuanjia dared not say that he had learned all the knowledge that Mr. Sun taught in the past, but he could also teach Jinghong some simple things in his spare time so that he could stabilize her."

Mr. Sun nodded with satisfaction, took care of his sisters, put aside his prejudices and assisted Miss Seven, Miss Fifth, and Miss Fifth Great Good!

Seeing the praise in Mr. Sun's eyes, Mu Yuanjia couldn't hide his joy!

She is about to discuss marriage. If she can spread her virtuous virtues and gain a good reputation, she will be more confident in choosing a son-in-law in the future.

Women with noble character can always attract more than a big family.

Mu Jinghong looked at Mu Yuanjia with a smile, without saying a word.

Mr. Sun’s teaching method is a bit novel, simple and easy to understand, and he teaches more arithmetic and writing.

In terms of calligraphy, although Mr. Sun is not as good as those great scholars, he also has his own style.

Mu Jinghong could tell from her writing fonts.

Mu Yuanjia is extremely obsessed with calligraphy, and this is also something Mu Jinghong himself observed.

After a class, although Mr. Sun admired Yuanjia again, he did not leave Mu Jinghong's side.

After walking out of Nanzong Hall, Mu Yuanjia called her, "Seventh Sister."

"Fifth Sister...what is there?" Mu Jinghong turned around at the small stone path in front.

Mu Yuanjia looked at Mu Jinghong's face and said for a moment: "Changhuan is still young. When it comes to Qingyin Temple, my sister will accompany you to Qimei, and I will ask Qimei to say a few good things in front of my grandmother to let Changhuan go home. From now on, if Qimei has any difficulties, my sister can help you."

Can any difficulties be helped?

Mu Yuanjia's tone was quite good.

With the words to help with the school just now, Mu Yuanjia believed that Mu Jinghong would agree.

"Fifth sister, eighth sister... is already twelve years old." Mu Jinghong's voice was very slow, but he was very clear when he said this.

Mu Yuanjia didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and when he thought about it, his face changed slightly.

"Seventh sister, they are all sisters in the family, why should you be aggressive? Let's leave yourself a way out, so as not to walk on the thorny road in the future without help from relatives."

It's quite straightforward.

Even a fool should understand what it means, so that Mu Jinghong can forgive others.

"Fifth Sister... is cursing... the whole family?" Mu Jinghong said with a smile with interest.

Mu Yuanjia's pretty face turned red and pale in an instant.

"Seventh sister doesn't talk nonsense."

"Isn't that what...Fifth Sister... said?" Qingpiaopiao called back.

Mu Yuanjia was embarrassed and angry, and the next moment he felt that the weirdness that Mu Jinghong gave him before was even heavier.

In the past, Mu Jinghong felt that he was away from them and did not get close to them easily, let alone so eloquent.

Have you lost your brain or have you intentionally hidden your weakness before?

As soon as these words were said, a look of panic flashed in Mu Yuanjia's appearance. He quickly looked at each other, pressed the anger in his heart, and said calmly: "Fifth sister just used this as an analogy, and the seventh sister distorted my words."

Mu Jinghong still stood there looking at her with a smile.

Mu Yuanjia's heart beat faster. He stopped looking at Mu Jinghong's smile and said, "Fifth sister is going back to pay her respects to her grandmother. You go back to the hospital first. Your health has not been healed yet, so you will take good care of yourself."

Looking at Mu Yuanjia's hurried steps, Mu Jinghong put away his long sleeves, turned around and saw the two maids looking at him in amazement, curled their lips and smiled, and walked over to the two of them and left Nanzong Hall.

As soon as I left the hall, I glanced at the Gu family who was walking in a hurry.

Mu Jinghong couldn't help but feel funny and moved again.

Just as Mu Jinghong was approaching him, Gu suddenly shrank back and hid in the hurried door behind him.

There are flowers and leaves covering them, but they can't see the people inside.

Of course.

Mu Jinghong captured Gu's every move. Seeing that she was hiding, she didn't reveal it and crossed over from the other side.

Mrs. Gu was busy running back to the yard from the back path.

Not long after, Gu went to her yard to ask about some experiences.

Knowing that Mu Yuanjia was peaceful and didn't do any tricks, he calmly returned to the hospital after giving a few words.

Gu had to handle the accounts every day, and she had a lot of dowry under her hands, but she thought about giving Mu Jinghong a richer dowry in the future, and carefully took care of the fertile land in her hands.

Mu Jinghong, who was idle, got into the small study in his yard. She was temporarily rebelling and searched for books about Qimen Dun.

I found that there was no such collection of books at home, so I had to give up.

After a glance, she saw something from the corner of the desk. She reached out to find an old, broken old book.

As soon as she looked through it, her delicate face closed and smiled.

Even after such a fate, she still likes these.

It seemed that it had been engraved into her soul and could not be erased.

Although the contents of the book are very similar to what she knew in the past, she also read them with relish.

After a sudden thought, close the old book.

I came to the table and wrote a word with a pen.

Twist the belly of the hands and abdomen.

But after a few moments, a hint of pleasure appeared on Mu Jinghong's delicate face.

If anyone who knows this algorithm here will definitely see that the numbering algorithm used by Mu Jinghong is the "Plum Blossom Yishu" which has just started and is incomplete.

According to the so-called innate Bagua mathematical operations, hexagrams can be produced anytime and anywhere.

"Miss!"

A sound broke Mu Jinghong's meditation.

She took off the broken book on the table and held the words she wrote in her hand.

Biluo looked in confusion and said, "It's late at night, it's time to rest."

When Mu Jinghong nodded, he left the study and returned to the house.

In the long night, Mu Jinghong slept very well and had not had a dream.

I thought I could keep it in the mansion smoothly and wait for the opportunity.

It was just one night that Mu Jinghong, who was dressing up, saw Gu, who was entering the mirror with a happy face.

"Mother?"

Mu Jinghong stood up and looked at Gu with a puzzled look on his face, asking her what had happened to her.

Looking at his daughter's clear and black eyes, Gu felt even more happy!

"Last night, the imperial doctor in the palace diagnosed the queen with a happy pulse! It was really a happy moment!"

Mu Jinghong's body suddenly stiffened!

When I heard this news, I couldn't tell what it felt.

Being able to find out that he is pregnant at this time means that the two of them have already been in a state of vain.

What was she doing at that time?

I'm afraid I'm still immersed in joy.

Mu Jinghong couldn't smile, but his heart felt like a big stone fell on his face, and he couldn't do anything.

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PS:
Chapter completed!