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Chapter 3 The Former Cauldron

Although Li Qinzai had adapted to his body and the surrounding environment, he still had not adapted to the change in his heart.

Carrying a big trouble on his shoulders and involving the whole family, Li Qinzai became the sinner of the Li family at the beginning.

Even though he was taking the blame for his ex, he still had to blame himself for this disaster no matter what. It was unavoidable and impossible to shirk.

With the participation of more than a dozen supervisory censors, the public opinion in the court was already boiling. Even if the Li family had contributed to the Tang Dynasty, they could not avoid the law and the public opinion.

When things are brought to the table and everyone knows about it, it is often difficult to resolve the trouble with favors and small gestures.

Even if the emperor Li Zhi and the empress Wu Zetian were grateful for the Li family's achievements and tried to suppress the matter, they were probably powerless.

Li Qinzai walked alone in the back garden of his home, looking at the clusters of colorful flowers and bushes in front of him, and his mood became more and more irritable.

Coming to this strange world inexplicably, Li Qinzai actually felt a fire in his heart. He couldn't explain why, but he just felt uncomfortable in various ways.

Those familiar relatives, friends, and all kinds of people and things in the previous life were broken up overnight, and no one could accept the change.

Not to mention that after coming to this world, he was inexplicably put on the wrong side of the blame, which made Li Qinzai couldn't help but wonder if God had to play with him to death before he would give up.

So what if he was born into a powerful family? So what if he didn't have to worry about food and clothing? If Li Qinzai had to choose, he would rather choose to go back to the ordinary young man who worked as a social beast from nine to nine in his previous life.

No matter how barren the road is, it is still a scenery that is unique to oneself. Unlike today, no matter how many flowers are there along the way, it is just walking the path of others.

Standing in the beautiful garden, Li Qinzai felt lonely as never before.

In the past half of my life, I was choked by life. Even if I was not appreciated, I still stumbled and grew up. When I suddenly came to this new environment, I was caught off guard and had to completely cut off my past.

Those familiar people and things in the past life have not yet had time to hug them goodbye.

Li Qinzai sighed. If he could drink a bowl of Meng Po soup before coming, he might not have so many inappropriate feelings, and he would have a brand new life.

No matter how much you feel, the trouble still needs to be solved, and you can only solve it yourself, and you can't involve others.

Li Qinzai has a lazy and cold temperament. He doesn't like others to disturb his life, and he has no intention of causing trouble to others.

The item given by the late emperor was sold, and the buyer, Hu Shang, is probably no longer in Chang'an. To recover this item is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so this road can only be cut off.

Public opinion arose in both the government and the public, and the emperor could not take sides. Li Qinzai could not think of any other way to solve this disaster.

After standing in the garden for a long time, I couldn't think of a way to do it, but I felt the urge to urinate.

Looking around, this house is so unfamiliar that I can't find a hut.

But it doesn't matter, men are not only at home in the world, but they can also pee everywhere.

After finding a bush half as tall as a man, Li Qinzai lifted up the hem of his shirt, and a stream of urgent, yellow urine spurted out.

The flow rate is large and the range is long. It is obviously a good urine for young and strong people.

A faint voice came from behind.

"Fifth Young Master has been a little angry lately. Would you like me to call a doctor for you?"

Li Qinzai was horrified, and a layer of white sweat broke out on his back.

Suddenly he turned around and found an old man of about half a century in a green shirt staring at his lower body with a look of affectionate concern.

Li Qinzai subconsciously covered his face, then felt something was wrong, so he covered his crotch like Marilyn Monroe, but still felt something was wrong...

"Who are you?" Li Qinzai looked at him with narrowed eyes.

The old man glanced at him in astonishment, then lowered his head and cupped his hands and said: "Old Wu Tong, the housekeeper of the house, Fifth Young Master..."

Wu Tong sighed with pity, and said with heartache: "Erlang has been too cruel these days. The good young man has been beaten into confusion. I will go and ask the doctor to see you, and make you angry by the way." The problem has been cured."

"Erlang" refers to Li Qinzai's biological father Li Siwen, the middle-aged man who beat Li Qinzai last night. Li Siwen is Li Ji's second son, and everyone in the family calls him "Erlang".

Li Qinzai declined decisively: "No, I'm neither confused nor angry..."

Wu Tong said quietly: "Fifth young master, please don't lie to me. The yellow color of your urine is so vivid and outstanding, and the arrogance in a radius of half a foot does not dissipate for a long time. How can you not get angry?"

Li Qinzai sniffed subconsciously, it seemed, indeed, indeed... No, doesn't arrogance describe the inner part?

The corner of his mouth twitched, haha, it was his ex’s fault again.

I'm afraid this guy's private life is not that pure, and his body has been badly damaged by drinking and sex.

Looking carefully at Wu Tong's face, this old face is very ordinary, without any outstanding features, of course, not to mention handsome. Judging from his behavior of peeking at himself peeing, perhaps his character is also worthy of question...

"Is something wrong?" Li Qinzai asked succinctly.

Wu Tong said respectfully: "Erlang invites you."

Li Qinzai's heart sank, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

Is this real father going to beat him up again? Except for the filial exchange between father and son last night, we are not familiar with each other at all, okay?

Li Qinzai didn't want to see him, but he had to see him.

"Well, I'll go right away." Li Qinzai turned around and left.

Wu Tong suddenly stopped him, pointed to the back with a strange expression, and said: "Fifth Young Master, you are on the wrong track. The front hall is to the east..."

"Ah, I know, the scenery over there is nice. Take a look at the scenery before going to see father."

After taking two steps, Wu Tong stopped Li Qinzai again. He hesitated to speak. After a moment, he softly said: "Erlang has been anxious recently. The fifth young master has to be patient. There are too many people in the middle and upper court to impeach the Li family. Your Majesty can't bear it any longer. If the quarrel has reached this level, our Li family may have to pay something to be able to explain it to the world..."

Li Qinzai frowned: "What will you pay for?"

Wu Tong hesitated for a long time, and his tone became more and more helpless: "The disaster has already occurred. The Pegasus jade sculpture will probably not be found. The gift from the late emperor has been lost, so there must be no noise. If the matter cannot be resolved, I am afraid... Five If the young man is to be questioned, neither the master nor the second man can take sides."

Li Qinzai was worried: "What is the punishment for a crime? You won't be beheaded, right?"

Wu Tong shook his head: "That's not possible. After the Li family's three dynasties of meritorious service, I am still alive and well. Your Majesty will not kill anyone from the Li family no matter what. Otherwise, wouldn't it chill the hearts of the heroes?"

"Then I..."

Wu Tong sighed and said: "There is a rumor in the court. If the matter still cannot be settled, your Majesty will have to interrogate the fifth young master at Dali Temple. He may be sentenced to move to Lingnan and not be allowed to return to the capital for three to five years."

Li Qinzai felt relieved, as long as he didn't behead. Although there was nothing he wanted in this strange world, living was better than dying. After all, it was better to die than to live, and to eat was not as good as dumplings...

Lingnan is great. There are lychees, primeval forests, monkeys all over the mountains and plains, and local aborigines wearing animal skins and roasting human flesh around the campfire. It’s a pastoral paradise...

"Steward Wu, go get a rope, I'm going to hang myself in front of my house."


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