Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Matters in Chapter 69
"okay!"

Minglan was somewhat helpless!
—Xiao Tao, whose side are you on?

"I said, that's enough for you two!"

Under Danju's smiling gaze, Minglan had no choice but to compose herself and say, "Xiaotao, quickly help Quan-ge'er get ready. He has to get up early tomorrow to pay his respects to his grandmother!"

"Oh, right!"

As she was speaking, Minglan turned her head again and teased Danju on the other side, "Danju, don't forget to prepare Quan-ge'er's clothes for tomorrow, so that he won't be unable to find anything when he gets up."

Minglan subtly pointed out her brother's bad habit, and smiled retaliatoryly. Then she got up and tidied up the needlework around her, preparing to rest.

After all, she was going to the private school to study tomorrow.

"Understood, young lady."

Danju responded crisply. After finishing with the calligraphy left by Sheng Changquan, she immediately went to the wardrobe, took out a light blue cross-collar long robe with plain floral patterns, and placed it on the screen for use the next day.

On the other side, Sheng Changquan and Xiao Tao exchanged a glance, and then both saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes. Then, they blinked in unison, obediently remaining silent and following Minglan's instructions.

The two understood each other perfectly, and secretly gave each other a high five right under Minglan's nose, chuckling to themselves.

"okay!"

Minglan looked at the two clowns with annoyance and said helplessly, "It's already late at night, why don't you come and rest!"

As she spoke, she pulled Sheng Changquan, who was chuckling to himself, into her arms and pushed him down onto the bed, preparing to wash him up.

And you know what? Humans are so adaptable. Even Sheng Changquan, who had never been served in his previous life, had been in this world for two years and was completely "unable" to dress himself. In fact, he needed others to help him with things like washing up.

He has truly fallen into depravity.

While secretly condemning himself, Sheng Changquan was also enjoying himself at the same time, finding a perfect balance.

Silent all night.

……

The next day, when Minglan led Sheng Changquan to the main hall of Shou'an Hall, the old lady was already sitting at the head of the table, holding a cup and beginning to prepare tea.

The way people drink tea in this world is by whisking. They weigh 1.7 qian of tea, first pour in hot water and stir until it is very even, then add more water and whisk in a circular motion until the tea is about four-tenths full. The best tea is one with a bright white color and no watermarks on the cup.

The movements are tedious and fragmented. Although the posture is graceful and the taste is acceptable, in Sheng Changquan's eyes, it is inevitably a low-class way of drinking tea.

After all, he didn't have the patience to whisk the tea leaves little by little and savor the flavor.

In fact, Sheng Changquan felt that the tea ceremony in this world was not good, simply because it did not conform to his habits in his previous life. If he stayed there for a long time, he might also find the way to be wonderful.

Of course, despite his frustration, Sheng Changquan dared not risk public condemnation by recklessly criticizing the tea ceremony, given the state of the world. After all, it was said that the emperors in the palace were quite fond of this kind of tea ceremony.

"Grandmother, may you be well!"

"Grandmother, may you be well!"

Minglan and her brother bowed to the old lady at the head of the table.

"Ming girl, Quan boy, you can both get up."

The old lady put down her cup and handed it to Fang Mama, who was standing to the side. She turned around and looked at the brother and sister with kindness, saying, "Quan-ge'er, you don't need to practice your boxing today."

"Grandmother, why?" Sheng Changquan asked, puzzled.

“This morning, your father sent someone to tell me that he wanted to take you to the family school to meet Master Zhuang and ask him to see if you could study the way of the imperial examination with Brother Bai and the others.”

"If you are covered in sweat, you will definitely need to wash up again. If you don't manage your time well, it will inevitably cause delays."

"You should know that Mr. Zhuang prefers to explain the texts to you in the early morning. If you are late, it may have a bad influence."

Grandma Sheng smiled and continued, "You should go and eat something first. Your father will probably be coming over in a little while."

"Really? Grandmother?"

Minglan blinked her big eyes, snuggled up to the old lady, and asked sweetly, "Is Quan-ge really going to the family school with us?" As Sheng Changquan's older sister, Minglan knew how good he was at studying. Of course, her understanding was only what Sheng Changquan wanted her to know; she knew nothing about the deeper aspects of his studies.

After all, some secrets and some things are better kept to oneself.

"hehe!"

The old lady smiled and patted her granddaughter's little bun, saying happily, "That's not necessarily true. After all, Quan-ge'er still has to get past Old Master Zhuang's hurdle!"

"If Mr. Zhuang doesn't agree, even your father can't do anything about it!"

"No, Grandmother!"

Before Sheng Changquan could speak, Sheng Minglan confidently assured him, "With Quan-ge'er's abilities, the scholar will definitely agree. Besides, even my second brother has said that Quan-ge'er has a great talent for studying!"

Considering Sheng Changbai's character, the old lady was quite convinced of his abilities.

"If that's the case, then that would be wonderful!"

“In the future, when Quan-ge’er becomes successful, you will have a family to rely on!”

The old lady looked at the little girl nestled in her arms with pity, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"grandmother……"

Sheng Minglan was also deeply moved.

"Grandmother, don't worry, even if I'm useless, I'll still stand up for my sister!"

Seeing the heartwarming scene between the grandfather and grandson, Sheng Changquan couldn't help but feel a little envious. So he eagerly went over and said something that made everyone burst into laughter.

"Ha ha……"

"whee………"

The grandmother and grandchildren all burst out laughing, and Fang's mother and Xiao Tao watched with smiles on their faces. For a moment, the scene was filled with a sense of completeness and warmth.

……

After the grandfather and grandson had finished their breakfast, a figure appeared.

"tread!"

Just as the footsteps sounded, a clear voice came from outside.

"Your son greets his mother. May your mother be well!"

As soon as Sheng Hong entered the main hall of Shou'an Hall, he greeted the old lady in the hall.

"Ok!"

The old lady nodded and said to Minglan and her brother, who were already prepared, "You two go quickly, don't keep the scholar waiting!"

"Yes, Grandmother!"

After the siblings acknowledged each other, they packed their belongings, bid farewell to the old lady, and stood behind Sheng Hong.

"Mother, shall I take them to the family school now?"

Sheng Hong tentatively asked.

"go Go!"

The old lady held her prayer beads and waved her hand.

"Yes, mother."

After bidding farewell to the old lady, Sheng Hong immediately took his two children and respectfully withdrew.

Two chapters are still owed...

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