The court is quiet, the melon people are making trouble!

Xu Qingqing motioned Zheng Ruanruan to step forward:

"Come on! Come on! Let me tell you, taking down your father requires three steps! Plus your brother to help!"

Princess Jiajia nodded very experiencedly:

"That's right! First cry, then make a scene, then hang yourself! Although this method is shameful, it really works!"

Zheng Ruanruan hesitated and wanted to say that she didn't know how to cry. But then she saw Xu Qingqing shaking her finger in denial:

"No, no, no! We need to learn how to market ourselves and impress others!"

"First of all, you have to be able to draw a pie in the sky! Then you have to use the big to win the small. If that doesn't work, then you have to use a self-torture trick!"

"At the critical moment, let your brother deliver a killer move! It can definitely be accomplished!"

Everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment:

"That's a good idea, right? How do you do it specifically?"

"Yeah! And what's the trump card?"

Xu Qingqing whispered to the Zheng siblings, and Zheng Ruanruan frowned, then became happy, sad, and excited at turns.

Xu Qingqing finally made the decision and asked her:

"So what! Can you do it?"

Zheng Ruanruan looked sincere and grabbed Xu Qingqing's hand:

"Even if you are a younger sister, I will still call you sister! Sister! Can you come home with me? I really can't!"

Princess Jiajia and Xu Qingqing raised their hands actively:

This melon is interesting. I can’t usually eat it. I want to see it!

Xu Qingqing glanced at the empty table:

[Tsk tsk! You are so ignorant! You are so ignorant! You don’t even know the style of some places’ rain flower stones!]

[That’s another price!]

Zheng Xiaotu immediately understood:

"Waiter! Bring us our signature dishes!"

"More peach wine!"

After the five of them had their fill, they headed for Zheng's mansion! Mr. Zheng was looking at a painting in his study, and the painting showed a cute little baby!

She has two buns on her head with small bells tied on them. She is wearing a light yellow dress and is chasing butterflies. The picture is so lifelike that you can almost hear the bells ringing on the little girl's head!

With a look of nostalgia on his face, Mr. Zheng picked up another photo. It still showed the little girl, dressed in pink, with an innocent smile on her face and sweet dimples in her smile!

It’s so cute that people can’t help but rub it.

Lord Zheng's hand lovingly brushed across the smiling face of the little girl in the painting, his eyes filled with both doting and nostalgia!

"Dad! I'm back!"

"Hey! Dad! Isn't this a portrait of me when I was a child? Why do you still keep it?"

Zheng Daren only felt the wooden floor of the study creak, and the stool he was sitting on shook. He looked at his cute little daughter inside, and then looked at his little daughter who was kneeling on the floor. Zheng Daren looked up at the sky:

Oh my God! I gave birth to six sons and finally had a little daughter. Why did you treat me like this?

[Puchi! He was so absorbed in watching it, I thought he was watching Bai Yueguang's daughter!]

[It turns out that missing someone is worse than seeing them! Hahahaha… What should I do if I accidentally lose my cute and soft little daughter?]

[So, please don’t be sad, don’t be upset, what you lose will eventually come back in another form!]

The smile on Zheng's face disappeared, and his scalp even tingled:

Oh my goodness! Who brought this great god back to my house? Why did he bring him to the scene to open the melon?

But the smile didn't disappear, it just moved to Xu Qingqing's face:

[Hahahaha… At this moment, the Han Dynasty’s largest grain and grass owner, a tall and handsome man, is as melancholy as Lin Daiyu who buried flowers and wrote poems!]

Mr. Zheng wanted to say something, but he had nothing to say. He lowered his head and asked Zheng Ruanruan:

"What do you want? Since you have a guest, why are you coming to my study instead of going to the back hall?"

Zheng Ruanruan's mind was filled with what Xu Qingqing had taught her:

What is it that I have grown up and want to share my father's worries and contribute to the family! What is it that I have an ideal! What is it that I want to become the first female general like my grandmother!

But I was so nervous that I started to say:

"Daddy! I want to draw you a cake!"

Mr. Zheng watched his daughter break eight pens and two tables while drinking a cup of tea: () °-° ():

? ? ? ?

What are you talking about? Although our family is rich, we can't afford to be tormented like this!

Listening to Zheng Ruanruan reciting all the way, the others are about to learn how to recite it:Σ(?д?lll):!!!

[What are you talking about? You are just reading the script, right? Where is the script?]

Zheng Ruanruan closed her eyes in despair and decided to tell the truth:

"Dad! I want to go to the Northern Frontier. If you don't agree, I can go to the Southern Frontier!"

[Oh my god! Why doesn't she follow the script?]

Mr. Zheng (ー_ー)!!:

What do you mean? There's a script? You come to my place to put on a show?

"I am very determined. If you don't agree, I will kneel in the ancestral hall and go on a hunger strike for a few more days!"

[It’s over! The self-torture trick has failed!]

Xu Qingqing:……

[Leaving the Dapu family! I worked so hard to come up with ideas, but she just said it away! It’s not my fault if she can’t leave!]

Lord Zheng listened to Xu Qingqing's thoughts and looked at his resolute daughter:

"What if I agree?"

[Then use your trump card to make the final decision!]

[Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? He said he agrees? Mr. Zheng is such an open-minded and good man! Ding! A good guy card!]

[Then the question is, if he is so open-minded, why doesn't he let Zheng Ruanruan go out? Doesn't he think she is embarrassing?]

Mr. Zheng ignored Xu Qingqing and just helped Zheng Ruanruan up from the ground:

"Dad has kept you trapped for so long, just to hear you say in person that you are willing to go out and meet people. Dad is very happy!"

"Since you are willing to go out and meet people, then Dad will have someone adjust your prescription from that year. Then the military camp will at least be a support!"

[Fuck! My trump card is useless. Why look for someone else? I have a talented person by my side!]

Mr. Zheng looked at Xu Qingqing, and Xu Qingqing looked at Zheng Ruanruan expectantly:

Where's the recipe? I want to see it! Look at this muscle, I wonder how much stronger it is than the protein powder some boys take!

Next, Xu Qingqing began to study the recipe. Xu Qingqing was bored and stared at Mr. Zheng again:

[Ah! You can’t judge a person by his appearance, and you can’t measure the depth of the ocean. Mr. Zheng has a small goal!]

Xu Qingqing, who was always very focused on her work, suddenly thought:

Could it be one hundred million?

Zheng's hand trembled as he was practicing calligraphy, and the ink immediately fell on one of the characters. Zheng couldn't help but sigh and changed to another one:

It's another unlucky day!

Zheng Xiaotu, who had changed into men's clothes, and the nervous Zheng Ruanruan obviously didn't expect to hear about their father's gossip. They looked at each other:

Are you listening?

Listen! We are being responsible to our father!

[Let me count with my fingers, what is the small goal! ]