Chapter 551 The plot of the concubine who only dotes on the prince’s concubine 6

The old Marquis followed the Marquis' gaze and looked sideways. He was both happy and distressed at the contents of the box, and his fingers began to tap the armrest of the chair involuntarily.

The other three people present looked at the gift with burning eyes.

The old Marquis didn't care at all about this, it was just human nature.

After much thought and discussion, the Peiyuan Pill was collected by the old Marquis, and he would take it out again if the family needed it.

As for the martial arts secrets, I will first hand them over to the old marquis and give them to the dead men to try out first to see how effective they are, whether there are any flaws, and how to practice them. After they are all figured out, they will be handed over to his descendants to practice.

Of course, only the direct branch can be cultivated.

As for the spiritual fruit, the four people present plus Fu Lianbo, his wife and Jian Yi, and the seven people in the group should share one portion and eat it as soon as possible. After all, the note said that it should be eaten as soon as possible and should not be left for a long time.

When the four giants of the Cheng'enhou Mansion were discussing the matter, Jian Yan was also happy that the matter was finally settled. She would just show off her skills little by little in the future.

If the plot still follows the original plot, will Fu Chengxiu and Liang Huatang still find someone to kidnap her and ruin her reputation? Can she eliminate the forces behind Liang Huatang?

Or use it to vote for a princeling?

But these are all matters for the future, so there is no rush at the moment, things have to take their time. She only knows that with today's incident, she will definitely be able to live happily in the house.

A few days later, one afternoon, Jian Yi was called to the study room again by Old Master Hou and Grandpa Hou.

The old Marquis said with a concerned look on his face: "Yue'er, why didn't you see your immortal master asking you to do your homework?"

Grandpa Hou also nodded.

They had been paying attention to the movements in the simple courtyard these days, but in the end they found no movement at all. After waiting quietly for a few more days and seeing that it was still the same, they became a little uneasy and hurriedly called Jian Yi over to ask, for fear that this would happen.

The great thing is gone.

Seeing them like this, Jian Yan suddenly understood and said with a smile: "Grandpa, father, don't worry, Master has been teaching me immortal skills every day these days. It's just that Master doesn't like to meet outsiders, so she usually

They all took me away at night to practice in the mountains in the suburbs."

After some deception, Jian Yi performed a small fire technique in front of them, condensing a handful of flames on his hand, convincing them that he was really learning the art.

Grandpa Hou looked at his daughter up and down, and asked: "Can your body bear it?" You have to work so hard every night and have no leisure during the day. Wouldn't it make you exhausted?

Jian Yi's eyes lit up, she looked at Grandpa Hou and said pitifully: "Father, I want to talk to you and mother about this matter. Can my daughter stop learning those things like music, chess, calligraphy and painting? Anyway, my daughter has already done those things.

Learned."

"And I also want to spare as much time as possible to read the books and practices that Master asked me to recite."

If possible, Jian Jian really doesn't want to go to the West Wing to learn things that she is already very proficient in every day. During that time, she would stay in the room watching TV and reading novels. It would not be fun to sneak out and have fun.

?

Grandpa Hou asked this simple question, thought about it, and immediately agreed. His daughter was so good at it, and it didn't matter whether she learned those things or not.

The old Marquis also nodded frequently.

Jian Yan saw that everything had been said, so he planned to leave wisely, but he didn't want to be stopped by Grandpa Hou.

"Yue'er, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you as a father."

Jian Yi asked confused: "What's the matter?"

Cheng Enhou: "I wonder what you and the immortal master's plans are for those masterpieces passed down from generation to generation?"

Oh, this is the thing.

Jian Jian originally created these things just to make Fu Chengxiu lose her reputation as the most talented girl in Liang Dynasty, so of course this poem must be spread.

Jian Jian made a choice of words and said, "Let my grandfather and father make the decision."

"However, I don't care what Master said. It seems that I can't bear that these masterpieces passed down from generation to generation will be buried, so I have someone copy some of them and give them to me for appreciation."

After hearing this, the old Marquis and Grandpa Hou had an idea in mind as to what to do with that box of masterpieces handed down from ancient times.

So after the two fathers and sons discussed it, Grandpa Hou asked his men who were good at calligraphy to copy three or five packages and bind them into volumes. The originals in the boxes were stored in the library of Chengenhou Mansion.

After doing all this, Chengenhou went to meet the old emperor after the court meeting one day, copied out the new copy, bound it into a volume, and sent it to the emperor.

The old emperor was very excited and overjoyed after seeing it. He asked where the book came from and where the author of these poems was.

After Cheng Enhou, an old fox, deceived the matter into something that was 70% true and 30% false, the old emperor invited many learned bachelors from the Hanlin Academy to appreciate and discuss the poems together.

So, soon, the contents of the volume were circulated in the capital. There was a bookshelf of new books in the library of the Imperial College; major bookstores in the capital also put a batch of new books on the shelves, and the sales volume was extremely impressive; teahouses and inns could hear about it at any time.

Scholars read, reward, and discuss the masterpieces in the books; even the illiterate children on the streets can memorize one or two good poems and lyrics.

Of course, these things outside had just happened not long after the time travel, and the time-traveling woman Fu Chengxiu had not yet cultivated a capable confidant. She was still imitating the original owner's handwriting, practicing the original owner's behavior, tone of voice, and

The original Fu Cheng Xiu Hui's musical instruments, painting and other skills that all ladies must learn.

At the same time, she was secretly thinking about how she would perform at the flower viewing banquet at Zhendong Gong Mansion in the next few days, how she would outshine the crowd, shock everyone, and attract the noble princes from all the mansions to admire her.

However, now that all the poems written by Fu Chengxiu have been exposed, Fu Chengxiu has no chance. If she continues to read those ancient poems like in the original plot, she will be embarrassed.

Fortunately, for the sake of the Hou family's face, Jian Jian still sent someone to Fu Chengxiu's courtyard. News of these things was passed on, which made Fu Chengxiu shocked and begged Mrs. Hou to go out and see for herself.

Not to mention what Fu Chengxiu's reaction was when he came back from the outside, Jian Jian closed the door every day, watched TV, ate and drank all kinds of delicious snacks bought in the modern dimension, and spent the whole day leisurely and happily.

Jian Jian has become a little tired of the degenerate days.

So Jian Yan planned to use Immortal Master as an excuse to go out for some fun after the flower viewing party was over.

Zhendong Gong has been a loyal minister and general of the Daliang Dynasty for generations, and he has defended Daliang from the invasion of the Donghu barbarians, so he is deeply trusted by the emperors of the Daliang Dynasty.

And because since the founding of the Liang Dynasty, all the emperors in the past dynasties have been kind-hearted and generous people with good temperaments, so they may be afraid of something, but they have never done anything to harm meritorious ministers. Therefore, Zhen Guogong is in Daliang.

The power of the country is still extremely powerful, at least it is not comparable to that of the Queen's natal family and the current Chengenhou Mansion.

Therefore, Zhan Chongyuan, the eldest son of such a powerful prince, was naturally one of Mary Sue's subordinates.
Chapter completed!