Han Xiao looked at Han Mingyuan in surprise. This return gift was too generous. Even if Han Xiao was not taking the imperial examination, he knew the importance of this unique copy.

Mr. Ruan's hobby happened to be collecting rare ancient books. Ruan Xiuran's bookstore was originally built to facilitate Mr. Ruan's collection of ancient books.

"Dad, are you really going to give this to my father-in-law?" Han Xiao looked at Han Mingyuan in disbelief.

Han Mingyuan continued to drink tea calmly, as if what Han Xiao was holding in his hand was not a priceless rare ancient book, but an ordinary book.

"Well, let's send it to my in-laws. I got this book by chance, and it's useless to keep it with me. It's better to give it directly to my in-laws."

Seeing that Han Mingyuan was really determined to send it, Han Xiao would not stop him. He carefully put it away and handed it to Xing Yi, asking him to put it away first and find time to take the young master to the Ruan family again.

"Dad, I came here today to talk to you about serious matters, Xing Yi."

Xing Yi walked forward and placed the box in front of Han Mingyuan, who opened it with some confusion.

Inside were several sets of ready-made men's clothing, each of which was so exquisite that it could be called a work of art. What was even more amazing was the fabric of the clothing, which Han Mingyuan had never seen before.

Although Han Mingyuan was only a scholar, he had taught in many wealthy families in the town in recent years and had seen many luxurious fabrics.

But Han Mingyuan was sure that the fabrics he saw today were the most beautiful and luxurious fabrics he had ever seen in his more than 30 years of life.

Seeing Han Mingyuan was stunned, Han Xiao chuckled proudly: "Dad, how about giving this to Grandpa? It won't be rude, right?"

Han Mingyuan quickly calmed down. Although he knew that Han Xiao had been tinkering with some things in his yard before, and also knew that he was helping the Ruan family overcome difficulties, he thought that the wedding dress that Ruanruan wore at the wedding was already stunning enough, but he didn't expect that there was an even greater surprise to come.

Men's clothing is different from that of boys and women. It is mainly low-key and luxurious. Mr. Qinghe is a contemporary scholar, so his clothing choices are more comfortable cotton or silk.

The sets of clothes Han Xiao brought today are all made of silk with dark patterns. They look ordinary at first glance, but if you look closely, you can see the intricate patterns inside.

Han Xiao's style is inspired by the patterns of modern costume dramas, giving the whole look an immortal air.

Han Mingyuan nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, if I give it to the teacher, he will definitely like it."

"And this, Dad, take a look." At this time, Han Xiao was like a young boy showing off his achievements.

Han Mingyuan was not surprised at all, because Han Xiao was not very old and had just become an adult, so it was inevitable that he was a little childish.

Picking up the box that Han Xiao handed over and opening it, Han Mingyuan's eyes widened as expected: "Is this... crystal?"

How did he get such a large crystal? For a moment, Han Mingyuan wondered if Han Xiao had done something bad.

However, Han Mingyuan soon discovered that something was wrong, because the weight was different from that of the crystal. When he picked it up, he could even see the magnified pattern on the fabric through the crystal.

This made Han Mingyuan marvel at it.

"Dad, this is also for Grandpa, but if you want, I can make another one for you later." Han Xiao felt that this level of glass was only average. After Lao Liu became more familiar with the process of making glass, Han Xiao believed that the finished product would be better than the current one.

"No need. Such a precious thing must not be easy to come by. Let's send it to the teacher first." Mr. Qinghe can use it now.

Because Mr. Qinghe is already quite old, it is inevitable that he has blurred vision due to his age. This magnifying glass can just solve Mr. Qinghe's problem, and he believes that the teacher will like it.

Han Xiao closed the box and nodded. He had originally brought it over to let Han Mingyuan take a look first, so that he would know what he was sending when he handed it over.

Han Mingyuan quickly delivered the visiting card to Mr. Qinghe's temporary residence. Mr. Qinghe had not seen his students for a few days, although he had told Han Mingyuan that he did not need to deliver a visiting card when he came.

However, for the sake of Mr. Qinghe's reputation, Han Mingyuan still honestly handed over the visiting card.

The next morning, Han Mingyuan brought Han Xiao and the young master to Mr. Qinghe's residence.

A little boy was waiting outside the door. When he saw Han Mingyuan coming, he smiled and said, "Han Xiucai, please follow me. The teacher has been waiting for you for a long time."

Mr. Qinghe lives in an elegant courtyard. The courtyard is not very big, but it is well maintained. The weather in April is just right, and the flowers in the courtyard are in full bloom.

In the pavilion in front, Mr. Qinghe was writing at his desk.

When Han Xiao and his companions passed by, they did not interrupt Mr. Qinghe's writing. However, when Han Xiao looked up, he saw that Mr. Qinghe was copying his own handwriting.

Han Xiao couldn't help but feel a little anxious. What qualifications did he have?

Mr. Qinghe put down his brush and said without looking back, "Mingyuan, come and see what I think of this calligraphy."

Han Mingyuan handed it over respectfully. He had seen Han Xiao's thin gold style of calligraphy before, but even though Mr. Qinghe was copying it, it had more vigor and strength than Han Xiao's.

"The teacher is still as skilled as ever. His penmanship is nimble and quick. His notes are thin but not without substance. His large characters are particularly elegant and graceful." Han Mingyuan was full of admiration. He felt that he still could not reach the teacher's standards.

"Hahahaha, Mingyuan, I think you made a mistake this time. I think Han Xiao is still better."

Mr. Qinghe picked up the paper and handed it to Han Xiao, asking him to take a look.

Han Xiao has been practicing the Slender Gold style for quite some time and has already developed his own style. It is truly amazing that Mr. Qinghe has reached this level in just a few days.

"Grandpa, how can I compare with you? I just figured it out on my own. You look like a master at first glance." Han Xiao said honestly.

"Hmph, sly guy." After Mr. Qinghe sat down, he saw the young master behind Han Xiao.

Originally, the young master was hiding timidly behind Han Xiao. He was still a little afraid of strangers, even if the person in front of him was Mr. Qinghe.

So the young master poked his head out from behind Han Xiao with fear and curiosity.

The moment he saw the young master's face, the relaxed and comfortable smile on Mr. Qinghe's face disappeared immediately.

He stood up excitedly, and the hem of his clothes moved the brush on the table, causing it to roll to the ground with a noise.

Mr. Qinghe's actions startled Han Xiao and Han Mingyuan, and then they both stepped forward and wanted to support Mr. Qinghe.

Mr. Qinghe looked at the young master with a complicated look in his eyes: "What's your name?"

In fact, Mr. Qinghe had seen the young master on the day of Han Xiao's wedding, but the makeup on the young master's face was a little distorted. Today, Ruanruan took off her bright and charming makeup, revealing a flawless face like white jade, which made Mr. Qinghe think of someone.

A poor person.