After reading the account books, Du Xiaoli and Xia yuan left the Fengxue building. When they went out, they just saw the back of the beggar who had left before. Du Xiaoli gave orders to Xia yuan, and Xia yuan chased the little beggar.

    Du Xiaoli walked alone in the street, looking at all kinds of things on the stalls on both sides of the street, and stopped curiously for a moment.

    "Miss Du San."

    Du Xiaoli felt his shoulder patted, turned around and saw Moyang standing behind her.

    "Mr. Mo? Why are you here?" Du Xiaoli looked at Mo Yang suspiciously. Didn''t he go to play with them? Why are you here?

    "Miss Du San, at noon, you said you were willing to help me sing the morning song again. I wonder if you have time now?" Moyang asked.

    He didn''t intend to attend today''s party, but when he and shuiyefan passed by the wind and snow building, he just heard Du Xiaoli''s song. He was attracted by the song. When he came to the building, he knew that the song came from Du Kexin''s private room, so he went to the party with shuiyefan.

    Later, everyone said to play. He thought Du Xiaoli would go too. As a result, when everyone arrived, he found that Du Xiaoli didn''t follow, so he left first and wanted to go to the prime minister''s house to find Du Xiaoli. Unexpectedly, he saw her on the way.

    "OK." Du Xiaoli nodded. Although Mo Yang looked a little cold, he was full of enthusiasm for learning. She doesn''t hate him. She has a good relationship. Maybe she can ask him to take care of Du Xiuheng in the future.

    "How about we go to the teahouse over there?" Moyang said, pointing to the opposite teahouse.

    "OK."

    The two entered the teahouse and asked for a private room, which was just close to the street. In order to be quiet, Moyang closed the window and asked the store to prepare four treasures of study.

    "Well, Miss Du San can do it now." after Mo Yang prepared everything, he first asked Du Xiaoli to read the lyrics again, and then asked her to sing again.

    "OK." asked to prevent mistakes, Du Xiaoli sang again. Just after singing, Moyang had recorded the whole song. Looking at the lyrics and songs on the rice paper, Moyang said happily, "thank Miss Du San for her help."

    "You''re welcome." Du Xiaoli said with a light smile.

    "I wonder if Miss Du San has any other similar songs?" Moyang asked.

    "Yes." Du Xiaoli then sang some more, but she chose neutral and antique songs. The ancient people couldn''t accept those feelings and love.

    Moyang looked at the recorded four or five songs and said with a smile, "I really thank Miss Du San today. The style of these songs is completely different from the current songs. I''m sure Mr. will like them. It''s getting late today. Why don''t Moyang search you back first?"

    "No, my maid will pick me up in a moment. If you are worried, you can leave first." Du Xiaoli said with a smile.

    "How can I leave Miss Du San here alone? Since your maid is coming, I''ll wait with you. It''s not too late for me to leave when she comes." Moyang shook his head and said. Although it is important to go back and sort out these songs, he can''t leave Du Xiaoli alone.

    So they chatted in the teahouse. Moyang usually doesn''t like to talk, but when it comes to academic things, he starts to talk. His appearance only reminds Du Xiaoli of one word: nerd!

    Du Xiaoli knew when Xia yuan appeared in the street. She stretched out her head and gently called Xia yuan. Xia yuan saw Du Xiaoli upstairs and followed him into the teahouse.

    "Today, I chatted with Miss Du San. Mo Yang gained a lot. Miss Du San is really a good teacher and friend!" Mo Yang didn''t want to leave when he saw Xia yuan coming.

    "I listened to what my brother said. If you like, you can find my brother." Du Xiaoli said, "he should be able to go to Sifang college in a few days. Please take care of me then."

    "Sure." Moyang received the papers to his chest, saw Xia yuan come in, arched his hand to Du Xiaoli and said, "then Moyang will leave first."

    "Miss."

    "How''s it going?" Du Xiaoli asked.

    "Something happened in the middle, and it has been handled now."

    "Let''s go back," said Du Xiaoli, taking Xia yuan back to the prime minister''s house.

    When Du Xiaoli returned to the prime minister''s residence, the sun was already West, and Du Kexin and they haven''t come back yet. Du Xiaoli went directly back to his yard. Anyway, no one is interested in her whereabouts except Du Yunhan.

    In addition to Xia yuan and Yingge, there is only one maid and one young man in Cuizhu garden. Du Yunhan originally wanted to send more people, but Du Xiaoli refused. As a result, the place where she was staying was relatively small. If she stuffed a lot of servant girls, it must be crowded to death. Second, I was afraid that silver would hurt those people, so I left a servant girl who knew martial arts.

    However, in the eyes of outsiders, this has become a manifestation of Du Xiaoli''s lack of favor. Therefore, there are two rumors in the capital. One is that Du Xiaoli is favored, and the other is that Du Xiaoli has no status in the Du mansion. However, most people prefer the latter. After all, she is a daughter who grew up in the countryside. Where can she be favored?

    Du Xiaoli went directly to the living room on the first floor. At this time, a man in rags was sitting on the ground wiping his tears. Seeing Du Xiaoli coming in, she quickly got up. Du Xiaoli sat on the table, looked at the little beggar''s red and swollen eyes, looked at Xia yuan and asked, "did you bully her?" "Miss, how could I bully her?" Xia yuan knew that her young lady was joking, but still explained. Du Xiaoli looked at the little beggar and asked painfully, "what''s the matter with you?" the little beggar looked at Du Xiaoli and still didn''t speak, which was completely different from what Du Xiaoli saw in the street this morning. "Miss, the old beggar with her is ill. She used the money she begged today to invite the doctor, but the doctor said it was hopeless." "dead?" Du Xiaoli asked. "Not yet, I asked someone to hire another doctor, but he also said that the time is not much. It is estimated that it will be only these two days. She and the old beggar depend on each other. If he hadn''t saved the baby in his swaddling clothes, she wouldn''t be what she is now." Xia yuan sighed. The little beggar cried even more when he heard Xia yuan''s words. "What''s your name?" Du Xiaoli asked. "I don''t have a name. Grandpa calls me a kid," said the little beggar. "Kid." Du Xiaoli thought that seeing her inspiring in the morning really matched the name. "Miss, what do you want from me? If it''s all right, I''ll go back to accompany my grandpa." the kid wiped his tears and said.