Xuan Xu hugged Xuan Yuemeng and left the hall. Unexpectedly, the old man would agree to let Xuan Yuemeng go out to play. "I must be a playful ghost when I grow up. Does the eight-month-old know that I want to go out to play?"

It was really awkward to be held by a 10-year-old girl. Since Xuan Yuemeng started speaking yesterday, she has only said a few words in a simple way. She only said the complete sentence to Xuan Zonglu for the first time, "Let me down. Please read the Ω∫ book W×∮Ｗ∮.∫ＱingＫanＳhu．cＣ”

Xuan Xu was shocked. His surprise was far more than Xuan Zonglu, because Xuan Zonglu had never focused on Xuan Yuemeng, while Xuan Xu was devoted to Xuan Yuemeng. After passing the corner gate, Xuan Xu put Xuan Yuemeng down and squatted to look at Xuan Yuemeng: "What did you say just now? You say it again?"

Xuan Yuemeng scraped Xuan Xu's nose, "I said let me go, I'm going out now, I'll talk about it when I have something to do."

Xuan Xu sat on the ground with a loud bang. Xuan Yuemeng was not afraid of showing a shocking expression in front of Xuan Xu. He walked away from Xuan Xu's sight with his short legs. He didn't deliberately show anything, but he knew that Xuan Xu was a person who would never hurt him. He didn't need to pretend to be too hard in Xuan Xu's place. He still had a guard against others when it was time to hide it.

Xuan Xu took a long time to come back to his senses, got up, and caught up with Xuan Yuemeng, who still had to walk on the wall in just two steps. He pulled Xuan Yuemeng's fat claws in surprise. Although it was incredible, just as Xuan Yuemeng thought, Xuan Xu liked Xuan Yuemeng's every way he saw Xuan Yuemeng, which was normal. He just thought that Xuan Yuemeng was much smarter than ordinary children.

Xuan Xu told the doorman Lao Xuan and Xuan Dazhi about Xuan Zonglu's instructions. Since the master agreed, it would be no problem to go out and play. Dazhi took Xuan Yuemeng out.

Dazhi carried Xuan Yuemeng on his back, but he didn't ask where Xuan Yuemeng was going. He felt that a few months old child would just go around and go home. He didn't plan to go far, but walked to the entrance of the alley with Xuan Yuemeng on his back and turned around.

"Hey, don't you ask where I'm going?" Xuan Yuemeng suddenly spoke.

Of course, Dazhi was also shocked. Obviously, he was not mentally prepared for a child as old as Xuan Yuemeng to suddenly say such a complete long sentence. He turned his head in surprise and looked at Xuan Yuemeng who was lying on his shoulder, "Young Master, are you talking?"

Xuan Yuemeng smiled, put her chin on Dazhi's shoulder, looked at Dazhi with her eyes tilted, and said in his childish voice: "You said yes?"

Dazhi then calmed down, "Young Master, when did you suddenly speak so well? I remember you didn't speak two days ago?"

Xuan Yuemeng ignored Xuan Dazhi's question: "Go to the concession and take a look."

Although Xuan Yuemeng has never been a young master, he does not need to be an intern. He gave Xuan Dazhi a very clear location and gave Dazhi the feeling that "no matter how young the young master is, he is the master."

Xuan Dazhi said oh, curiously looking at Xuan Yuemeng. He really couldn't figure out that an eight-month-old child could speak so early, and he could say so well from the beginning? A three-year-old child couldn't say so clearly, right? The most important thing is that the young master even knows the concession? Could it be that Zhuge Liang was reincarnated and could be planned in the tent?

What Xuan Yuemeng wants most now is information about the French and foreign countries related to Tianjin lesson plans. Xuan Yuemeng's thinking is extremely clear. During this period, he has been planning how to make life in the big house better. Only when the big house is better can he get better. Xuan Yuemeng has no idea of ​​being a playboy, because even if Xuan Zonglu can pass this level, Xuan Zonglu seems to have not relieved his grandson at all. When he grows up, Xuan Zonglu should die. At that time, even if the second and third uncles have their careers, they will have no relationship with the big house and him.

Obviously, as a child, his destiny must be combined with the big house, which is his backer.

If you want to make the big house better, you can only make Xuan Hongtao better first. Even if Xuan Yuemeng looked down on Xuan Hongtao ten thousand times, she sighed in her heart that she was unlucky and had such an honest and gambling father, but now he can only follow the only way to support Xuan Hongtao, otherwise he will have to entrust his destiny to God. If that is the case, he will also have to bet whether he can grow up safely. Besides, he is not a passive and inactive personality and a way to go!

Among the information Xuan Yuemeng got in the Xuan family mansion, the biggest opportunity now seems to be the Tianjin lesson plan. Zeng Guofan talked about the first half of the Tianjin lesson plan. Zeng Guofan came up and compensated 460,000 taels of silver from other countries except France. Zeng Guofan was unpleasant on both sides and got out of Zhili amid the scolding of the Chinese people. The second half was discussed by Zeng Guofan's apprentice and the new governor of Zhili Li Hongzhang. Judging from Xuan Zonglu's daily reaction, negotiations seemed particularly difficult.

Xuan Yuemeng realized that this would be a big opportunity. If Xuan Hongtao could make contributions in the negotiations between the court and the French, and even be appreciated by the new governor of Zhili, Li Hongzhang, his idea of ​​improving the situation of the big house should be realized.

Tianjin was very small at this time, just like a small county town in later generations. The concessions were divided into three parts, and the concessions in Britain, France and the United States were connected together. Xuan Dazhi took Xuan Yuemeng to visit for more than two hours. Xuan Yuemeng had to go to see almost every church and every store. The thing she liked and paid attention to was to listen to foreigners’ conversations.

There are very few people in the concession, and it is rare to see a Chinese. Foreigners are interested in Xuan Dazhi and Xuan Yuemeng. When they see them passing by, they will take a look at each other.

While leaving, Xuan Yuemeng also asked Xuan Dazhi to pay attention to collecting foreign newspapers. At this time, the foreign newspapers were mainly for them to read, all of which were foreign languages. Because the British accounted for the majority, the newspapers were mostly British newspapers, not just newspapers. Anyway, as long as there were papers with words, Yuemeng would ask Xuan Dazhi to help him pick them up. In the end, Xuan Dazhi had no choice but to pick up an old sack and actually collected half a bag of various waste paper. Please read the book Wｗ∮�Ω.

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"Young master, why just picking up paper heads with words? In fact, it is good to use paper heads to make fire, so there is no need to be so many, right?" Xuan Dazhi said to Yuemeng.

Xuan Yuemeng laughed and didn't explain. Dazhi thought about it. He picked up these things to study the latest European facts and used them to attract fire. You are so beautiful.

Knowing yourself and the other side can win every battle. Xuan Yuemeng hopes to collect more information about the French. This is the only thing he can do now that is helpful for negotiating with the French.

Xuan Yuemeng's original English level was at the fourth level of university, and he had been in a foreign-funded enterprise since he worked. He had never given up his English. Of course, he had a common problem with Chinese students. His writing was much better than he heard. There were obstacles to directly communicating with people, so he had to contact foreigners. The place with the most foreigners was of course the concession.

Xuan Yuemeng asked Xuan Dazhi to walk around several major streets in the concession with him on his back. Xuan Yuemeng showed that the English of this era is no big difference between the English he learned in modern times and the English he learned in modern times. He could understand about five of ten words, especially in the US concession, and basically understood what others meant. This greatly increased Xuan Yuemeng's confidence. If he hadn't had any advantages than the people of this era, he would feel insecure. He did not think that he had any outstanding points or extraordinary points, nor did he imagine that he could shake his body and produce a great turtle aura, so he let a bunch of people follow his butt and obey the orders.

In fact, Xuan Yuemeng did not do much during her eight months of childhood. When the second and third rooms were not leaving, the children in the big room went to a private school with the children of the two rooms. Xue Qingchang, the Shaoxing master of Xuan Zonglu, taught to everyone, so he listened next to him. Of course, no one would pay attention to him, a little kid. Xuan Yuemeng did not think about taking the imperial examination in this era. If he could take the scholar in this era, it would definitely be more advanced than the modern Chinese doctoral supervisor.

Xuan Yuemeng just recognized a word. In order to recognize the word, he also stole a novel by Xuan Yuewen. This is a thick line-covered novel in the Qing Dynasty. Xuan Yuemeng secretly reads it in the room every day. Traditional Chinese characters are in line with the simplified Chinese characters in later generations. After reading it several times, there are few characters that Xuan Yuemeng doesn't recognize. Of course, Xuan Yuemeng will not attract Xuan Xu's attention when reading novels in the room. Xuan Xun will only regard Xuan Yuemeng's behavior as a similar behavior of children playing with toys.

"Young Master, have you understood the foreigners' words just now?" Xuan Dazhi asked Xuan Yuemeng curiously because he saw that Xuan Yuemeng loved to listen to foreigners' words.

"Go home, by the way, I'd better go and see the big room first." Xuan Yuemeng still looked like a cool little cool guy, with big forehead, black eyes, and expressionless face.

Xuan Dazhi looked at the sky: "Young Master, you're going to have dinner soon. If you can't catch up, you're afraid that the master will get angry? Anyway, the master now lets the master go out to play. After dinner at night, I'll take the master to the big room to take a look? They are all in the same alley, so close to each other."

Xuan Dazhi had completely regarded Xuan Yuemeng as a little adult, and bent down and explained seriously to Young Master Yuemeng who was holding his knees.

Xuan Yuemeng nodded, "That's fine. Have you been to the big house recently? Do you know how life is like in the big house?"

Originally, Xuan Yuemeng wanted to pretend to be immature in Xuan Dazhi, but later he realized that he was not a good actor, so he simply stopped pretending.

Xuan Dazhi has a strong adaptability. After a while, I almost don’t remember that he is now with an eight-month-old child. It seems that it is normal to talk to a child like this. "Young master, the person from the big house has not been here for this time, and the master has not asked me to ask about it. I don’t know."

Xuan Yuemeng nodded, signaled Xuan Dazhi to carry him away, and told Dazhi not to go back to the concession today, and said that the two of them were walking around the Xuan family mansion.

In this way, Dazhi, who was almost tired and dizzy, carried a torn burlap bag and returned to the alley with Young Master Yuemeng.

Xuan Zonglu had dinner early and went back to her room to rest. Xuan Zonglu's appetite has become smaller now, half a bowl of rice, a little soup, and that's all.

Xuan Yuemeng ate a thick steamed bun, which was half more than Xuan Xu's. Since the second and third bedrooms left, the food standard of the Xuan family's house has been lowered again, from the original two tables, each table with eight dishes and one soup, and each table has become a table, one dish and one soup.

It is difficult for Xuan Yuemeng to understand how there is such a stingy person in the world, and he is so biased that he is paranoid, because in the past, if the second son Xuan Hongbo was there, he would add two dishes and make up ten dishes. According to Lao Er Xuan Hongbo, he had to eat perfectly.

Xuan Yuemeng said intimately: Now there is only one dish for each meal, so it should be considered one's wholeheartedness.

"Where did you go to play today?" Seeing Xuan Yuemeng refuse to eat again, Xuan Xu knew that Xuan Yuemeng was full, so she wiped Xuan Yuemeng's mouth and asked.

Xuan Yuemeng smiled and said, "It's right at the door."

He didn't mean to deceive Xuan Xu, but he knew that Xuan Xu and Xuan Dazhi would not speak without any trouble. He didn't want Xuan Xu to worry. After all, if a child does too many things, it would be a little exaggerated.

Xuan Yuemeng was about to leave Xuan Xu's arms, Xuan Xu put Xuan Yuemeng on the ground. Xuan Yuemeng walked out of the hall with her short legs. Xuan Xu saw that Xuan Yuemeng was leaving quite steadily, so she made time to clean up the dishes. Now the trivial chores of the entire Xuan family's mansion fell on Xuan Xu. Please read the book W ｗ ∫ ﷩.

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Xuan Yuemeng held the wall and came to the doorman, which was the home of Lao Xuan and his son.

Lao Xuan looked at Xuan Yuemeng who was holding the wall and hugged Xuan Yuemeng to his lap, "Young Master, are these things you picked up by Dazhi? You can't use so many papers to cause fire?"

Xuan Yuemeng was too lazy to explain to Lao Xuan, so she slid down from Lao Xuan's leg, took the newspaper in Lao Xuan's hand, and thought that fortunately it was timely, and it was estimated that if tomorrow, these things would be filled with the bottom of the pot by Lao Xuan and his son.

Xuan Yuemeng squatted on the ground and looked through the sacks containing used paper. His English level was not as good as reading newspapers and letters at will. However, he mainly looked for the word French. Just looking for one word was much faster. After a while, he turned over a lot of papers and picked out five pieces of paper containing the word French, and slowly looked at it.

‘The Franco-Prussian War is in full swing.’

Xuan Yuemeng seemed to have won the grand prize. She saw such shocking news just after reading the first newspaper. His historical knowledge was limited and he didn't know what the current international situation was like. ****, you French are almost destroyed by Germany, right? Are you still time to fight the Qing Dynasty?

In Xuan Yuemeng's heart, Germany was the protagonist in World War I and World War II, and Germany was quite tall and noble. Moreover, Xuan Yuemeng, who was originally in Hyundai, was a German fan, and his understanding of Germany was a little more than that of other countries. The car Xuan Yuemeng bought at Hyundai was also made in Germany.

Xuan Yuemeng didn't look at the content below, and carefully folded the British newspaper neatly and placed it aside. Two of the five papers he found with the word France were newspapers, and three were casual notes. All of them had words about the French war, and they all showed that the French war was in a tight situation and the Pudong army won consecutive battles.

Xuan Yuemeng folded five pieces of paper together as if drinking honey and put them in the small pocket in his arms. He was not clear about the situation in foreign countries and was still very clear about the things happening around him. The main source of pressure from the French on the Qing government was the warship outside Tianjin, claiming to razing Tianjin to the ground. Since the war in France is in a tight place, can he still have to fight against the Qing Dynasty? I guess the French are bluffing, and the warships should have been gone long ago. This is very conducive to negotiation news. Did Li Hongzhang and the others not even know this? This should be a pie that fell from the sky?

Xuan Yuemeng didn't know that in fact, just when Li Hongzhang and Zeng Guofan handed over the seal of the Zhili Governor, the French-Prussian War had already broken out. The Qing Dynasty's domestic political corruption was corruption, and he kept his eyes shut and was completely unclear about foreign affairs. Even if foreigners knew that France could not do anything about the Qing government at this time, no one would come out to report the news to the Qing government. If the matter was spread, it would cause conflicts between countries, and no one would do anything that was profitable and risky. What's more, people who came to China came with the mentality of making big profits, and who cares about China's life or death?

The Chinese regard foreigners as ghosts, while the foreigners regard the Chinese as pigs. This is a simple understanding of the relationship between China and the United States in this era through his contact with foreigners during this period.

Lao Xuan looked at Xuan Yuemeng for a while and asked curiously: "Young Master, can you understand the foreign texts on these things?"

Xuan Yuemeng smiled and said, "Old Xuan, don't worry, Dazhi, let's go out for a while."

Dazhi asked his father what he meant.

Lao Xuan thought about it, looked at the direction of the hall again, guessing that the old man had already slept, so he was not inconvenient to ask for instructions again, "Young Master, is it still going out to play so late? You will only go out tomorrow?"

Xuan Yuemeng sweated. Actually, it was just dark at this time. It was five or six o'clock. If it were modern, nightlife had just begun. This was called so late? But at this time, most people had already fallen asleep, especially poor families. Poor families were reluctant to put oil in even eating vegetables, so how could they be willing to light the lights? "Just go out for a while, come back soon. It's okay, the master agrees to me go out."

Lao Xuan was surprised that Xuan Yuemeng could say such a complete sentence, but at the same time, he was convinced by Xuan Yuemeng and said to Dazhi: "Go, just go around the alley and come back soon."

Dazhi agreed and went out with the happy young master Xuan Yuemeng on his back.

The destination of the two was Dafang's house in the alley. The small courtyard where the big house was located was closed. Dazhi shouted several times before Xuan Yuewen came out to open the door.

Xuan Yuewen looked at Dazhi and Xuan Yuemeng on Dazhi's back with curiosity, and touched Xuan Yuemeng's face, "It's so late, why are you here? Yuemeng has grown so big?"

The child grows very fast. Although he hasn't seen him for only three months, Xuan Yuewen can clearly feel the degree of Xuan Yuemeng's growth.

Dazhi didn't say anything. Now Dazhi has regarded Xuan Yuemeng as an authentic little master. Since Xuan Yuemeng can express his meaning, there is no need to say more. Xuan Yuemeng smiled slightly: "Second brother, are you mom? Is Xuan Hongtao?"

Xuan Yuemeng didn't want to call someone like Xuan Hongtao a father, so she simply called him his name. Originally, he had no feelings for Xuan Hongtao.

Xuan Yuewen was startled and looked at Xuan Yuemeng, who was wearing a small melon hat. A child who was a few months old could speak like this? "When did Yuemeng learn to speak? Can he speak so clearly?"

Dazhi smiled: "Yes, Young Master Yuemeng speaks clearly."

Xuan Yuewen nodded in a daze, hugged Xuan Yuemeng and said, "Mom is here, Xuan... Dad has already fallen asleep and has drunk too much."

Xuan Yuemeng said oh, and was about to speak. Such an urgent matter would definitely not be able to wait for tomorrow. He would ask Xuan Hongtao to get up and go with him to find Li Hongzhang. This is a huge opportunity. If Li Hongzhang and the French sign the contract, they will miss it!

Xuan Huang came out, looked at Xuan Yuemeng in surprise, and quickly took Xuan Yuemeng from Xuan Yuewen's hand and kissed him on both sides of Xuan Yuemeng's chubby little face, "Dazhi, how did you carry Yuemeng over so late? The old man agreed to you come out? Is there anything wrong?"

After Xuan Huang finished speaking, he kissed Xuan Yuemeng's forehead again, but it was not enough to kiss him.

During this period, Xuan Huang was thinking about going to see Xuan Yuemeng, but Xuan Zonglu had an order to not allow anyone to enter the Xuan family mansion. Xuan Huang had never been able to see Xuan Yuemeng. Now he saw him, he was naturally overjoyed.

Xuan Yuemeng smiled and said, "Mom, I have something urgent to find Xuan Hongtao."

Xuan Huang shouted softly and looked at Xuan Yuemeng, "Little guy, you can call me mother, can you speak? How old are you? Be good."

Xuan Yuemeng sweated, and it was really hard to be a child. When everyone heard that he was speaking like this, he tried to make his words concise and look like a little child, but it still couldn't.

"What about urgent matters? Where is Xuan Hongtao? Let him get up quickly." Xuan Yuemeng had no time to gossip.

Xuan Huang Shi spat and gently patted Xuan Yuemeng's little butt, "That's your father, what Xuan Hongtao? Which child doesn't call him dad?"

Xuan Yuemeng felt Xuan Huang's hand touching her exposed *******, and itchy and tight: "I really have something urgent to get up."

Xuan Huang: "What urgent things are you, a child?"
To be continued...