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Chapter 174 Immortality

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    "Such an unique copy, one less than one handed down from generation to generation, is even rarer than Lu's craftsmanship." Fu Minghua smiled sweetly, as if he didn't see the anger of Mr. Fu: "This thing is of great value to those who like it.  A thousand pieces of gold. It¡¯s worthless to those who don¡¯t like it.¡±

    She glanced at Lu Changyan at the door with a pointed look. Lu Changyan didn't know whether he understood what she meant. He supported the door frame with both hands and lowered his head. His chin was quite thin.

    "Unfortunately, my granddaughter really likes the "Collected Works of Zhang Shouxin". She didn't dare to randomly borrow the relics left by her mother." She smiled apologetically and saluted Mr. Fu.

    Lu Changyuan pursed his lips.

    This little lady doesn¡¯t seem to be that easy to handle.

    It¡¯s just that her background, appearance, and rules are all good, not to mention that she has a maternal grandfather behind her.

    He knew very well what he had done. If the Lu family was unfortunately exposed in the future, he and his wife Xu could die calmly, but they hoped that Lu Changyan could survive.

    Lu Changyuan pondered for a long time, stood up and smiled apologetically:

    "It's just that I don't think well enough, so it's hard for the Marquis."

    Mr. Fu stared at Fu Minghua, obviously very dissatisfied with Fu Minghua's request for brushing off Du Xuanzhen's letter.

    "My younger brother really likes this book," Lu Changyuan said, extending his hand to let Lu Changyan in. "Young ladies can't borrow it from each other. I wonder if my brother can come to your house to make a copy?"

    Lu Changyan saw him calling and hurried over.  He walked faster, inevitably showing a bit of a limp on his feet. Aunt Jiang's eyes showed a bit of surprise and pity. Lu Changyan was sitting there before, but it was not obvious that his legs and feet were inconvenient.

    It¡¯s just a pity for a handsome young man like jade.

    Fu Minghua smiled, but his eyes were cold.

    At this point, when her rejection was so obvious, Lu Changyuan still didn't give up.

    "The preciousness of "The Collection of Zhang Shouxin" lies in his calligraphy. If it is the content of the article, it is not so precious."

    Mr. Fu frowned. Although he didn't like the Lu brothers very much, Du Xuanzhen probably liked Lu Changyuan very much because he could write a letter for him.

    If you can go the way of Du Xianggong, it will be good for Du Xuanzhen to take a fancy to him in the future.

    What¡¯s more, it was just copying a book. Fu Minghua himself said that this was not a rare thing, so he coughed:

    "I'm just copying books, so I'll just come here. I still have a few useless grandsons in my house. It would be great if Chang Yuan could come and give me some advice."

    Lu Changyuan naturally knew how to be a good person. He took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "It must be true."

    Fu Minghua sneered as he watched Brother Lu Changyuan say goodbye. As soon as they left, the smile on Mr. Fu's face faded and he threw the teacup in his hand heavily to the ground:

    "You are the one who deliberately wants to embarrass me!"

    He was so angry that his eyes seemed to want to eat people.

    In my memory, Mr. Fu rarely lost his temper like this towards Fu Minghua. He panted and looked at Fu Minghua hatefully, but Fu Minghua seemed to be fine, sitting steadily on the chair. For Mr. Fu  Not afraid at all.

    Mr. Fu was stunned. It was only then that he gradually realized that he might have made a mistake.

    In his mind, this eldest granddaughter is well-behaved and dull. The good thing is that she stays within her boundaries and doesn't cause trouble.

    "What is Grandfather so angry about?"

    Fu Minghua smiled, took the tea served by a servant and touched his lips, then put it down again.

    "For "The Collection of Zhang Shouxin"?"

    She smiled with a gentle look on her face, as if she didn't even notice that she rejected Du Xuazhen's request.

    "Why not borrow it? It's just borrowing, but it doesn't mean that I won't return it."

    Mr. Fu Hou held back his anger and asked with a dark face.

    "This is worth ten thousand gold. You can't buy it with silver. If you give it to Mr. Du, I'm afraid my grandfather may still get his wish."

    Fu Minghua touched the edge of the armrest of the chair with her fingers. As soon as she said these words, Mr. Fu's eyes widened.

    In his heart, I am afraid that only gold, silver and jade are precious. This is the gap between the emerging nobles and the aristocratic families.

    In the eyes of the aristocratic clan, the Changle Marquis Mansion is like a nouveau riche who likes wealth.

    But I don¡¯t know that in Qinggui¡¯s eyes, calligraphy and painting are things worthy of being passed down for hundreds of years.

    For a moment, Mr. Fu didn't know that a book could be so useful. He also tried to please the nobles in the court, but got no response.

    At this time, I heardWith Minghua's words, he wished that the "Collected Works of Zhang Shouxin" were his.

    But Mr. Fu also knew that asking Fu Minghua for this would cause him to lose his identity, so he could only do it slowly.

    He made a fist with one hand and put it under his lips, coughed, and then said: "In that case, just keep it well."

    Fu Minghua responded, but had no intention of leaving.

    She asked with a smile: "Master Feng is so thoughtful that he invited Master Liu from Zongzheng Temple to come and propose marriage?"

    ¡° Mr. Fu didn¡¯t want to discuss this matter with a junior, especially Fu Minghua, who is still a female.  He looked a little impatient, and with a sound in his nostrils, Fu Minghua asked:

    "What kind of skills does Mr. Liu have that he can actually enter Zongzheng Temple?"

    Zongzheng Temple is in charge of royal affairs, and is in charge of everything related to the royal family of the Tang Dynasty.

    It is not something that ordinary people can do if they want to go in.

    Mr. Fu raised his eyelids and looked at her coldly: "Are you able to judge these things?"

    He served the tea as if seeing off a guest.

    Fu Minghua pretended not to see it and sat firmly.

    This is my own inconvenience. I don¡¯t know the inside story of many things.  Fu Minghua in the "dream" died young after getting married, and she couldn't remember many things, so she could only tell the story from Mr. Fu.

    "Second sister has been in a bad mood recently. I saw that my eldest aunt was about to commit suicide several times." At this point, Fu Minghua laughed: "If you have to observe mourning for three years, Mr. Feng may not be able to wait. I just want to comfort second sister.  Just one session.¡±

    There was a loud bang, and the tea cup in Mr. Fu's hand hit the table hard. Some of the tea inside splashed out, and a few drops fell on the back of his hand. He shook it, but endured it.  .

    "She is short-sighted and has no knowledge, but you should stop saying such ridiculous things in the future. If word spreads, people will think that our Changle Marquis Mansion has no tutor."

    "I'm just worried that my grandfather has been deceived. After all, Mr. Feng is so many years older than his second sister" Fu Minghua pinched the handkerchief and pretended to press his forehead. Mr. Fu became unhappy:

    "What am I going to do? It's not your turn to talk yet. Ignorant people are really fearless. You don't need to worry about my affairs. It's better to read more women's commandments and embroider more. I'm not too young. In two years  "

    When he said this, he stopped in time, but Fu Minghua started laughing.

    "I don't dare to disturb my grandfather anymore. My granddaughter will leave first."

    She came out of Mr. Fu's study and left quickly.

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