"Part of a person's character depends on upbringing, and part of it is nature. If nature is bad, no matter how good the education is, it will be in vain. Lin Hui was brought into the Three Princes' Mansion when she was six or seven years old. The child could already remember things by that time."
Children aged six or seven already have their own thoughts.
He nodded slightly to Marquis Ming. Although he and Beili were enemies, he still showed a bit of brotherly love to the third prince.
The third prince has no children, so the virtue of raising a daughter is something everyone will talk about, fearing that it will be discredited.
"You were six years old when you came to Beili. I am very grateful to the fourth wife and your mother for raising you so well." Thinking of the Third Prince's Mansion where Lin Hui entered when she was six or seven years old, Xiang Minghou thought of Ye Qianning.
Since joining Beili, she has cleaned up the Xiang family's mess, not to mention that he has protected her. Thinking back to that time, he feels ashamed of this daughter.
“Yes, I still remember the first time I met my father.” Ye Qianning raised her head and laughed, as if everything happened yesterday.
When Xiang Minghou heard this, he couldn't help laughing when he thought about the situation that day: "At that time, my father had a beard on his face and a violent look. He was so happy that he rushed forward. Now that I think about it, it was really reckless."
“If dad hadn’t rushed forward, I might have been the one disappointed.” If it hadn’t been for this hug, she and her fourth wife would have packed their things and returned to Nanyuan the next day.
When Xiang Minghou heard this, he felt distressed in his heart: "We will remember this for them forever."
Every time I think of him, I want to punch someone.
"Yeah." Ye Qianning nodded heavily.
Hang Minghou raised his hand and rubbed her hair. He was afraid that he had spent several lifetimes of merit here. She was also a daughter, and his daughter was much better than Lin Hui.
“Master’s letter said that they did not approach the border of Bei Li and were temporarily staying in a small town to wait for our return.”
“The Bermuth Auction is two days away. Can you tell me what you want to do now?”
“Tomorrow’s finale is Liangyi Xiangsheng. After the auction, the price of Baimu Xun’s message should be raised.”
Hang Minghou’s brows were full of confusion.
“Dad will know it during the auction tomorrow. As for the price of sending the message, I see that dad and Bai Muxun are very familiar with each other, so I want to let Bai Muxun make more money.”
There are hundreds of fast messenger birds in Bermuda, and the news to the four countries can be delivered in three days.
Ye Qianning arranged Liangyi Xiangsheng in Baimuxun partly because of the speed of news transmission. “I will go and talk to the owner.”
“I asked Rowan to book the best seat for tomorrow, Dad, don’t forget to be there.”
"good."
On the third day of the Bermuth auction, most of the valuable items began to be revealed.
Not only are the two rituals mutually reinforcing each other, every other item is more precious than the palace treasures.
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The night fades and dawn comes in a blink of an eye.
Yesterday, the busy venue of Bermuxun was much quieter, so that today there were very few people approaching the Chenshiren venue.
On the seventh floor, Lin Hui knocked on Song Qi's door early in the morning.
Song Qi and Chen Siqing barely slept all night. They woke up early. When they heard a knock on the door, Song Qi opened the door and was greeted by a rosy-faced Lin Hui, with a speechless look on his face.
“Master Song.”
Lin Hui salutes.
“Is there something wrong, Miss Lin?” Song Qi asked.
"Sir Song, I asked you what you asked me to inquire about the day before yesterday." Lin Huidao.
Song Qi's speechless face flashed with joy when he heard this: "Really?"
“Yeah.” Lin Hui nodded.
“Ms. Lin, please come quickly.” Song Qi then stepped aside and invited Lin Hui into the room. (End of chapter)