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Chapter 323

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    Mrs. Cao froze, but thanked everyone one by one.

    Only then was the third lady satisfied, and then she thanked Huarong herself, "Thank you Empress Empress, if it weren't for Empress Empress, how could her two worthless younger brothers learn from that grand tutor? It's thanks to you!"

    Huarong smiled dryly, and explained, "It's not because of Ben Gong, but because it's Qingyang Cao."

    The third lady was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing how to reply.

    Qingyang Cao family?  What is it?

    I thought so in my heart, but because of the scene, I didn't express it directly.  After all, she can be regarded as her precious daughter-in-law anyway, so she can't be too shameless.

    "That's also because of the empress's recommendation. Without the empress, how could she have such a good opportunity?"

    The third lady was so tough, she insisted on putting Huarong on her body.

    Huarong smiled stiffly, and really couldn't explain it to this kind of person.

    The third lady looked at Huarong's silence, as if she had acquiesced in her compliment, and then thought about how to find a decent official position for Zihao.

    His eldest brother, that useless and stupid person can be the leader of one party, what's wrong with her son?  But isn't he the first son?  Just resigned to a small Lizheng.  But it doesn't matter, after hugging the empress's thigh, is there anything else you want?

    "Empress Empress"

    The third lady rubbed her hands and was about to ask.

    But was interrupted suddenly by Huarong.

    "This child should be the Hua Ye that Nian Rong talked about, right?"

    The third lady was a little annoyed when she was suddenly interrupted, but when she heard what Huarong asked, she immediately put on a smile and waved to Hua Ye who was standing behind Cao, "Ye'er, come here."

    Hua Ye heard the sound and walked to the middle.

    The third lady ordered again kindly, "Quickly, quickly salute to the Empress."

    Hua Ye clasped his hands and saluted. Like his mother, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and every movement was just right, so that no one could fault it.

    No wonder, Nian Rong said that he felt like he was carrying it.

    Huarong thought to herself, but the moment he looked up at her, Huarong's thoughts changed again, instead of holding it, it was restraint.

    Those eyes are cold, desireless, and somewhat indifferent.  Looking down, it is full of ambition and all unwillingness.

    is injured.

    "You are Hua Ye?"

    Hua Ye responded.

    The third lady hurriedly explained, "This is Haoer's eldest son, Cao's son. He usually doesn't like to talk, but he is very studious, isn't he, Haoer?"

    "Yeah!" Hua Zihao responded quickly, and sang along with the third wife, "He's very studious, the master praised him last time Anyway, he praised him!"

    The third lady smiled even more happily, and ordered, "Ye'er, recite a poem for the empress to listen to."

    Hearing this request, Hua Rong almost didn't laugh out loud.

    To recite a poem, it must be a child of three or four years old. How do you look at it? He is more than ten years old, and he is also tall.  !

    Hua Ye's face was a little ugly, but she didn't show it at all. She moved her lips, as if she was struggling, and was also weighing the seriousness of whether to recite or not.

    Mrs. Cao couldn't stand it. She was just such a son. She was often bullied because of the weak mother clan. Now, in such a situation, she actually made such such a shameless request. How do you want the empress to treat it?  Hua Ye?

    "Mother, Ye'er is thirteen this year, she's not young anymore, so it's unavoidably inappropriate to memorize poems."

    "What's inappropriate?"

    In front of the Empress Empress, she turned her face, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.  The third lady likes to watch one by one come over to recite poems and beg for cakes, how wonderful!  How come she can't do it here?

    Could it be that because the Empress Dowager helped her two younger brothers, she thought that if she leaned on the big tree of the Empress Empress, she would be able to float?  Usually, she is not pleasing to the eye, but now, it is even more displeasing and artificial.

    "Mother!" Cao called again impatiently.

    "Okay, okay." Hua Zihao came out to smooth things over, and glared at Cao Shi, "What's wrong with memorizing poems? Really. Mother, you are too.  poetry?"

    "Then what are you carrying?" The third lady was annoyed.

    "Recite whatever you want, Ye'er, you can recite whatever you want." Hua Zihao said self-righteously.

    Hua Rong's head hurts when she hears it. Sure enough, the Hua family is doomed to be poor, and it is also doomed not to have half a talent. Look at this, it doesn't matter the occasion, it's not the time.The quarrel of ?? is no one else.

    Hua Ye's complexion changed, he gritted his teeth, and was about to speak.

    Huarong directly helped him out, "What have you been studying recently? What books do you read on weekdays?"

    Hua Ye breathed a sigh of relief, "Hui Niangniang, I am currently studying ancient prose, observation and riding, and archery. I usually like to read the doctrine of the mean, Mencius, historical theory, and Zizhi Tongjian."

    Huarong looked at each other differently, "The doctrine of the mean, historical theory, it seems that the books I read on weekdays are quite extensive. How about the usual homework?"

    Hua Ye answered fluently, "Excellent."

    As soon as the words fell, the third lady's triumphant voice came over, "Very good! He is the best in his whole school! This is very similar to Haoer."

    Huarong groaned, and those who heard it earlier still believed it, but the following sentence made her a little unsure. Like Hua Zihao, isn't it useless?  How can it be called a good word?

    "After that, did you ever want to obtain fame?"

    On this question, Hua Ye paused for a while, and said decisively, "Think."

    Huarong smiled, and waved to him, "Come here, let Ben Gong take a look."

    Hua Ye obediently walked over and stood beside Hua Rong.  Not near but not far, just the right location.

    Huarong looked at it for a while, and ordered Madam Li, "Bring the things I prepared."

    "yes."

    Nanny Li responded, took the prepared brocade box from the hand of the maid and handed it over.

    Hua Rong took it and handed it to Hua Ye, "This is a meeting gift from my aunt."

    Things are prepared, and they are delivered from door to door, and the second delivery is the second one, which is preference.  I didn't plan to give it away at first, just in case, but Hua Ye's answer and behavior made her very satisfied, so she decided to favor Qingyang Cao's bloodline again, hoping she read it right.

    Hua Ye didn't accept it directly, but looked at Cao's from the corner of his eye.

    Before Mrs. Cao could respond, the third lady shouted, "What are you still doing? What the empress gave you! Why don't you take it quickly?!"

    When the third lady shouted, Hua Ye accepted it without accepting it, respectfully.

    "Thank you, empress."

    Huarong smiled slightly, "If you don't open it, what is it?"

    Hua Ye heard the words and opened it, and inside was an inkstone, which was purple in color. Those who have used the inkstone will know that it will be a good inkstone just by looking at the purple color.

    Huarong explained, "This is the Chi-patterned Duan Inkstone, a rare and excellent product among Duan Inkstones. I will give it to you today. Do you like it?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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