Family affection? Is it important to have rights?

Mu Tangxi copied for an entire afternoon and night, and her hands were sore from writing, but despite this, she still did not ask Dongzhu for help.

The father must be able to tell the difference between the two people’s handwriting.

In order to avoid being punished by her father again, she had to copy the poetry collection herself.

She didn't know what her elder brother was planning. Anyway, she copied for so long and only copied it thirty times.

It was impossible to finish copying it fifty times, so she had already started calculating how much she had to copy tomorrow.

Just give your father the paper for ten times, and then add the remaining twenty times to the one hundred times, and you can complete the one hundred times the next day!

However, staying up all night copying the poetry collection made Mu Tangxi very sleepy the next morning. On the way to his father's study, he met his second and third brothers.

Mu Tangxi looked at their haggard expressions in confusion. Did they not sleep well last night?

"Good morning, second brother and third brother!" Mu Tangxi walked lightly.

The two people opposite were dazed for a moment before they saw the younger sister.

"Ah, good morning, sister." Mu Jinbai quickly regained his composure and greeted with a smile.

"Sister? Good morning." Mu Jinxi looked dazed because she was young and did not get enough sleep.

"Did you not sleep well last night?" Mu Tangxi asked.

Mu Jinbai smiled bitterly, "After you and my eldest brother left yesterday, my mother thought that my third brother and I were very idle, so she asked us to copy the poetry collection ten times as well."

"I was reciting poems in my dream last night!" Mu Jinxi woke up when he heard this topic and complained.

Mu Tangxi looked at the two of them in surprise. No wonder they looked so devastated, it turned out that their mother also asked them to copy the poetry collection.

Mu Tangxi sighed, "I didn't finish copying it fifty times yesterday, so I have to double it today."

After hearing this, Mu Jinbai and Mu Jinxi couldn't help but look at their sister with sympathy.

I didn’t finish copying it fifty times yesterday, so can I finish it by doubling my efforts and copying it a hundred times today?

It's too awful.

This also made them curious about how many times the eldest brother copied it, but it was impossible for him to copy it a hundred times.

So brother has to copy it two hundred times today!

It really makes those who hear it cry and those who listen to it feel sad.

Mu Jinbai even felt that the ten times they copied it were nothing.

If I copied it ten times, I would have nightmares. What about copying it a hundred times?

I wonder if he is okay today?

With this question in mind, the three of them set out for the study again.

As soon as I arrived at the study door, as expected, my eldest brother had been waiting there for a long time.

There were dark circles under his eyes, showing that he had been copying poetry for a long time.

"Good morning, big brother." The three said in unison.

Mu Jinfeng casually replied, "Good morning."

Mu Tangxi couldn't control his curiosity, "Brother, how many times did you copy it?"

"47 times." Mu Jinfeng said lightly.

This sentence shocked the three of them. They had copied it by hand, so they knew the difficulty. What does 47 times mean?

Mu Jinbai and Mu Jinxi took an entire night to finish copying it ten times.

Mu Tangxi copied it thirty times in one afternoon and one night.

That brother...

"Brother, didn't you sleep all night?" Mu Tangxi asked directly.

"Yeah." Mu Jinfeng replied calmly.

Wait, the eldest brother didn’t answer them indifferently, it was because the eldest brother had become numb!

Mu Jinbai and Mu Jinxi looked at their eldest brother in amazement. His state seemed normal at first glance, but was actually in a trance.

You are worthy of being the big brother!

When Mu Wenyu returned home, he saw four children standing crookedly at the door of the study.

He couldn't help but frowned, walked over quickly, and was about to scold them, but the moment he got closer, he saw the dark circles under the children's eyes.

Mu Wenyu paused, then continued, "You guys go sit in the study for a while, I'll go change my clothes first."

Then turned and left.

The four of them stood for a long time and were finally able to go in and sit for a while.

At this time, Mu Jinfeng asked his sister, "Did you copy enough yesterday?"

Mu Tangxi sighed, "No, I only copied it thirty times, but I plan to hand it in only ten times today, so I can copy twenty times less out of the hundred times today!"

After hearing this, Mu Jinfeng nodded thoughtfully, "That makes sense."

The reason why Mu Tangxi wanted to tell her eldest brother was because she knew that she had only submitted it ten times, and there would be no harm without comparison. However, when compared with the 47 times that her eldest brother submitted, it became particularly obvious.

Rather than making my brother suspicious, it’s better to say it directly.

As for her father, even if she submitted it ten times, he would not get angry but would turn a blind eye to it.

Rather than rigidly handing in all the copied poems, my father preferred this method of using wisdom to solve his own predicament.

Mu Jinbai and Mu Jinxi tried not to make any noise. They only copied it ten times, which was nothing compared to their older brother and younger sister who copied it 47 times and thirty times respectively.

When my father walked in, the four of them were already sitting in their chairs and ready.

But the first words their father said after coming in surprised Mu Jinfeng and Mu Tangxi.

"Seeing you all so tired today, I guess you've been punished."

"In that case, let's just leave it at that. Don't do it again. Tell me or my wife when you leave."

My father actually let them off so easily!

what happened?

However, Mu Jinfeng and Mu Tangxi still breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they didn’t have to copy anymore!

"Okay, I'll continue talking about the poetry collection now." Mu Wenyu didn't intend to explain any more.

After they finished talking, when the four were about to leave, the father suddenly said, "You should go visit Master Gu more often. Marquis Jingyang fainted in the hall today. You can go to Marquis Jingyang's mansion to comfort Master Gu."

Mu Tangxi: ??? Who fainted?

Marquis Jingyang? The muscular guy I saw yesterday?

Who poisoned it?

She seemed to have never heard of this incident in her previous life, but it was true. Marquis Jingyang fainted in the hall, so how could the maid and the servant know about it?

Now they learned about this matter because their father, who was also in the hall, told them.

Mu Jinfeng also found it hard to believe that Jingyang Hou, a veteran of many battles, would faint in the hall.

There must be something hidden!

And the two of them had another question: why did their father suddenly ask them to go to Jingyang Marquis’ Mansion to meet Master Gu?

Weren’t you very reluctant about them going before?

Mu Jinbai and Mu Jinxi asked cautiously, "Father, can we go too?"

Mu Wenyu hesitated for a moment, then reminded, "Okay, remember to stay away from Marquis Jingyang."

Mu Jinbai and Mu Jinxi nodded repeatedly.

On the way back to the yard, Mu Tangxi was thinking that he would ask Shen Qiu to find out the news about Jingyang Marquis' Mansion later.

She was very pleased with Shen Qiu's tracking ability, and thought it would be a piece of cake for him to find out the information!

However, Mu Tangxi looked at the paper with ten copies of the poetry collection in his hand. What should he do with them?

Got it. Next time I go to Jingyang Marquis Mansion, I can bring this with me and let Gu Shiyin imitate the font.