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Chapter 217 Giving Gifts

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    Now that things have happened, what choice does Fu Linyu have?

    No matter how much Fu Houye said, he was in Jiangzhou territory at this time, and the Xie family was powerful. When he and Bai Tao were brought into the Xie mansion, they shouted and yelled, but no one paid attention.  At this time, Fu Minghua blatantly threatened him, and Fu Linyu was helpless.

    "Then, if the young lady is still alive, what do the Xie family want to do?"

    He struggled and resisted the pressure to ask Fu Minghua.

    When Fu Minghua looked at him, he looked away again: "There must be a solution to this matter." He licked his lips and wanted to know how many daughters of the Xie family were still in the pavilion, but he saw  Fu Minghua's eyes were so intense that he was shocked.

    "How to solve it, what to do, these things have nothing to do with you."

    Fu Linyu saw the indifference in her eyes, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her pocket, and shuddered. Just when he was not convinced and wanted to say more, Fu Minghua had already stood up:

    "It's getting late. Since you've come a long way, you should have a good rest."

    She is leaving.

    Fu Linyu quickly called her out: "Then you can't just let me stay here, can you?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Minghua paused: "After Mrs. Tai's birthday, I will return to Luoyang."

    "You speak as if you have the final say in everything"

    He murmured quietly, with indescribable disappointment in his eyes and face.

    This time, Mr. Fu promised that he could find a Xie daughter for him, but it seems that it may not come true at this time.  He felt a little uneasy, but he thought that after all, he found out that Ms.  .

    After Fu Minghua returned, Fu Linyu really stopped making trouble. In the evening, Mrs. Tai took Fu Minghua's hand and praised:

    "Although you are young, you speak and act like everyone else. I don't think my facial features are as good as yours."

    Ð¡ is Xie Shuyan's small word. She did not vinegar after listening to Mrs. Tai. Instead, she came up and smiled: "If the great -granddaughter is not as good as the mother -in -law, please teach his grandmother to teach juniors."

    She said that everyone in the room laughed, and her biological mother Cui showed a look of satisfaction on her face.

    Everyone joked for a long time. Mrs. Tai was exhausted, but she had to stay with Fu Minghua and talk.

    "But are you ready to go back?"

    The madam coughed twice. She had not yet taken off her make-up, and her face could not hide the tired and old look.

    She said a word, gasped a few more times, drooled uncontrollably, and tremblingly reached out to find the handkerchief.

    The veil was obviously placed on the couch not far from her hand, but she looked at it for a long time and finally didn't touch it.

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    Fu Minghua reached out and took out the handkerchief and put it into the hand of the Dowager. Her eyes were drowsy, as if there was a layer of blue mist in her eyes. When Fu Minghua handed the handkerchief to her hand, she couldn't hold it tightly and was shaking.  After a few clicks, he landed on the bed again.

    This Madam is completely different from the energetic and energetic person she used to be in front of everyone.

    The madam is old!

    Fu Minghua put the handkerchief into her hand again, put her hand in his palm, lifted it up and helped her wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

    Mrs. Cui smiled, no embarrassment on her face.

    "When will you go back?"

    She asked again, and gradually became more energetic.

    "I have prepared some things for you and will bring them back to Luoyang when the time comes."

    The madam seemed to want to cough again, but she held it back.

    A woman like her who has been famous all her life cannot tolerate the slightest bit of rudeness and shame in front of her juniors.

    When Fu Minghua heard what she said, he stopped to rub his breasts for her.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Outstanding Mrs. Cui's gift is not an ordinary thing.  She frowned, but still stretched out her hand to pat her back, but said gently:

    "Why do you bother?"

    Mrs. Cui coughed twice more, tremblingly picked up the handkerchief and covered her mouth, then took two sips of the warming and nourishing tea handed over by Fu Minghua:

    "There is a biography written by Sima himself. I'm afraid it will turn to dust if you don't turn it over. Take it and take a look."

    Fu Minghua said nothing.  Mrs. Cui put down the tea cup, patted her hand, and motioned for her to help her get on the bed.

    ¡°These are extremely rare, why would my great-grandmother give them to me?¡±

    The Sima family was a very famous family member in the Han Dynasty??, future generations will learn the art of astronomy and Zhouyi.

    Each generation assists the emperor to record the emperor¡¯s words and deeds and create a book that can be handed down from generation to generation.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If what Mrs. Tai said was true, this gift was very strange, which put Fu Minghua in a bit of a dilemma.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????: The changes in the Han Dynasty witnessed by the Sima family with their own eyes, and the words and deeds of the emperor and courtiers in the palace are all recorded in it.

    During the Han Dynasty, civil and military rule emerged, which lasted for one or two hundred years.  If it was written by Sima himself, it would have recorded the remarks of several wise and powerful emperors in the Han Dynasty.

    Even though it has been preserved to this day and cannot be read, the meaning of this book is extraordinary.

    This biography was sent to the palace. Emperor Jia'an would probably treasure it, but Cui gave it to her.

    "It's just a book."

    Fu Minghua frowned, but Cui looked calm: "If the Xie family flourishes in the future, these things will naturally come easily. If the descendants of the Xie family are unworthy, these things cannot be protected."

    "The existence of the Xie family is no shorter than this book." The Tai Madam shook Fu Minghua's hand with a bit of strength: "It can survive to this day only because of the protection step by step by future generations."

    She gasped, her voice stopped and said very urgently: "If the Xie family is still here, and they can get ancient books that are seven to eight hundred years old, they will naturally be able to preserve objects that are thousands of years old in the future."

    Mrs. Cui held her hand and looked at Fu Minghua eagerly.

    She was waiting for Fu Minghua to give her an answer that would make her feel at ease.

    "Why do you bother?"

    Fu Minghua held her palm with his backhand.  By now, Emperor Jia'an's hatred for the family has been clearly seen. He opened imperial examinations to promote new talents.

    It is conceivable that when it is Yan Zhui's turn, he will not do worse than Emperor Jia'an.  The family's constraints on the imperial power have become less and less. With the rise of poor children, the advantages the family has will sooner or later be divided and eroded.

    A behemoth like a famous family will eventually disappear in the long river of history.

    Ms. Cui panicked and wanted to pull her hand away, but Fu Minghua held her tighter.

    "You should know better than anyone else." The aristocratic family will not last forever, no matter who will sit on the throne of God in the future, no matter whether the blood of the aristocratic family flows on that chair.

    ¡°Perhaps Ms. Cui herself has realized this, but she refuses to let go because of the dignity of her family.

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