Chen Qingxuan looked at the exquisite dragon and phoenix wedding invitation in his hand, his hands trembled a little, it was just two pages of paper, but he felt it was more important than a thousand gold, he struggled to open the wedding invitation, when the thin and stern handwriting inside came into view, his heart suddenly sank...
"What's so good about it? My handwriting is ugly."
"What's ugly about it? You're obviously very pretty, girl. Have you ever practiced calligraphy before?"
"No, no. How could I have practiced calligraphy when I can't even recognize a few words?"
"But your handwriting is beautiful. Do you want to practice calligraphy? Then I can teach you later, okay?"
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red? Did you not close the window properly when you went to bed last night?"
"No, no. I'm fine. Mr. Chen, what would you like to eat for lunch?"
"What? I'm just teaching you how to write, and you're already thinking about paying my tuition?"
"Mr. Chen. I don't want to learn to write anymore."
"What's wrong? Why don't you want to write all of a sudden?"
"I already have a master who teaches me calligraphy, and I don't want to find another one."
"Is it him?"
…
It was indeed him.
Chen Qingxuan's hands were shaking so badly that he could hardly hold back. He was busy putting the wedding invitation on the table. Then he forced a dry smile at Zhong Mingwei: "Yes. On such a good day, my grandmother and I will definitely be there."
"That's great." Zhong Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his chin to Pang Yi. Pang Yi was busy putting the pile of books in his hands on the table. Zhong Mingwei pointed at the pile of books and said to Chen Qingxuan with a smile. "I know that Mr. Chen admires Master Ding, so I asked Pang Yi to buy a few books of Master Ding for Mr. Chen a few days ago. I don't know if Mr. Chen has read them."
"This..." Chen Qingxuan looked at the pile of books in front of him. He didn't want to take them, but he was afraid of offending Zhong Mingwei. He paused, then nodded to Zhong Mingwei with a smile, "Thank you for your trouble, sir."
"Nothing, just a few books," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, taking a sip of tea while looking at Chen Qingxuan, "Grandmaster, you are a man of integrity, a great scholar of your generation, with the talent to restore order and the strategy to save the world and the people. Reading more of your books will certainly benefit you."
Chen Qingxuan was startled, then bowed and said, "Yes, Qingxuan has made a note of it."
This was not the first time that he was shocked by Zhong Mingwei's aura. He was obviously a cripple who couldn't even walk properly. He was obviously sitting there talking calmly, but Chen Qingxuan inexplicably felt that his aura was very intimidating. Even when facing Fang Zuotang, Chen Qingxuan had never had such a feeling. He always felt that unless one was in a superior position for a long time, one would definitely not have such aura.
"Prepare well for the exam, the provincial examination is coming soon," Zhong Mingwei nodded to Chen Qingxuan, and stood up while holding the table, "I won't bother you any more."
At that moment, Chen Qingxuan sent Zhong Mingwei out. Mei Ya had also picked vegetables for Grandma Chen. Seeing him come out, she was so busy that she wanted to go over to support him. But when she saw his gray hands, she hurried over to wash her hands. Then she came over again and put her arm around Zhong Mingwei's arm. She smiled and said goodbye to Grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan: "Grandma, Mr. Chen, we are leaving first!"
"Let's go! Drive slowly on the road." Grandma Chen waved to her.
"You walk better today than yesterday. I'm not praising you, it's true!" Mei Ya smiled at Chen Qingxuan, and helped Zhong Mingwei over the threshold, then got on the carriage. Mei Ya also got on the carriage and waved to Grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan, "Grandma, Mr. Chen, please come over when the time comes!"
"Don't worry!" Grandma Chen said with a smile. When the carriage drove away, Grandma Chen's smile gradually disappeared. She looked back at Chen Qingxuan who had been silent behind her, and sighed softly for a while, "Qingxuan, from now on, Grandma will not force you to get married. You can look for someone slowly. When you meet someone who satisfies you, you can get married then."
"Grandma," Chen Qingxuan looked at Grandma Chen's wrinkled face, feeling a little guilty, but more relieved, "Thank you."
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