Even Cui Jie, who had never drank alcohol, quietly picked up Li Qinzai's wine cup and took a few sips. Li Qinzai noticed that Cui Jie's cheeks turned red and she spat out her tongue in embarrassment.
Qiao'er was obviously crazy about the crowd. The more people there, the more excited she became. She jumped up and down at the reunion banquet and got carried away. In the end, she actually jumped on the low table and danced.
Li Qinzai finally couldn't help it anymore. Why wouldn't he beat his children during the Chinese New Year? Hehe, Li Siwen wanted to beat him while playing mahjong.
Li Siwen wants to beat his son, why can't Li Qinzai beat his son?
The same family, the same destiny.
After being spanked a few times, Qiao'er suddenly became well-behaved. She sat respectfully at the table, ate and drank honestly, and her etiquette was considerate, even more perfect than that of a gentleman.
That's right, if the tree is not cultivated, it will not run straight, and if the person is not beaten, it will chirp.
After the reunion dinner, Li Ji took advantage of the wine to encourage his family to play mahjong. The old man seemed to be addicted to this thing.
But Li Ji very resolutely refused Li Qinzai's participation, saying bluntly that I don't play cards with deadbeats because I can't afford to embarrass anyone.
Li Qinzai led his wife and children back to his small courtyard dejectedly.
It was getting late and Qiao'er fell asleep. After placing him in his room, Li Qinzai and Cui Jie returned to the main room.
Under the dim candlelight, the couple looked at each other and smiled.
"My husband has not had enough wine, why don't I have a drink with you?" Cui Jie said with a light smile.
Cui Jie brought drinks from Shuangshuang, filled them up for each other, then picked up the cups and said solemnly: "Husband, you have worked hard this year, for your country and your family, for your wife, children and parents. You sacrificed your life for righteousness and moved God. Thank you so much, husband, for giving our family such good fortune."
Li Qinzai held the cup for a long time and said: "Madam, she runs the house and raises her children. She has worked hard, and I am running around for my husband. Madam is tired from all the hard work. She doesn't even have anyone to talk to. I have wronged Madam this year."
Cui Jie's eyes turned red and she said with a smile: "Everyone has their own hardships. It is my great fortune to be able to marry such a heroic figure as my husband. I hope your heart is like mine..."
The couple clinked their glasses together and drank in one gulp.
Li Qinzai's heart suddenly surged with all kinds of pride.
Men are very strange creatures. As long as the mother-in-law whispers a word of hard work or a word of distress in her ear, the man will immediately forget about the great grievances he has suffered outside and continue to torment himself to death tomorrow just to earn more money for his wife and children. .
Be it power or money, if they are given to his wife and children, a man will feel that his efforts are worth it.
No matter how big a person others think of him outside, it doesn't matter to him.
But as long as the mother-in-law says that he is the backbone of the family and the shade tree that can protect his wife and children from wind and rain, a burst of pride and satisfaction will immediately surge up.
This is probably the motivation that marriage brings to men.
Drinking lightly and whispering, the night is long.
They had to stay up late on New Year's Eve, so the couple passed the time by having a drink.
Li Qinzai talked about what he saw and heard during his mission to the northwest, the life and death trials he experienced, and the purple slave who was urged by Cui Jie to mention.
That night, the couple talked a lot. In the end, they were so drunk that they couldn't remember whether they stayed until dawn. Li Qinzai and Cui Jie hugged each other and fell asleep.
This New Year's Eve is as warm as if spring has arrived early.
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Waking up with a hangover, Li Qinzai hit his head hard.
It was very painful, as if a group of robbers had broken into my mind and were banging on the door.
On the first day of the new year, Li Qinzai decided to do nothing and concentrate on being a salted fish and lie on the bed all day.
Just when I made up my mind, the housekeeper came to report that there was a visitor.
There are many guests, all acquaintances, and they are old, middle-aged and young.
The veteran generals from Chang'an are all here, including Qibi Heli, Liang Jianfang, Cheng Yaojin, etc., except Su Dingfang who is still killing everyone in Tuyuhun, everyone is here.
Li Ji's prestige in the military was very high. Since Li Jing's death, Li Ji had become the number one person in the Tang Dynasty military. Therefore, it was reasonable for the veteran generals to choose to visit him on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Not only veterans came, but also middle-aged people, such as Xue Rengui.
Of course, young people are indispensable, such as Xue Ne, the dog son of the Xue family, Gao Qi, the grandson of Shen Guogong, Li Sujie, Li Xian, Qi Bizhen, Li Qinzai's few bastard disciples, etc.
Three generations, old, middle and young, gathered in the British government, and most of them were generals.
The front hall of the Duke's Mansion was filled with dust and stones, and the sky was dark. The old generals who were prolific in killing people all congratulated Li Ji on the New Year with shy faces.
I don't know how many wronged souls they have carried in their lives. The words of congratulations on good luck sounded like a eulogy to Li Ji's memorial tablet, and the dark wind blew in the hall, making people shudder.
However, Li Ji seemed to enjoy the congratulatory messages from the veterans, and accepted them calmly. After the veterans finished their congratulatory messages, the next topic was non-vegetarian. Regardless of whether the Chinese New Year was too unlucky, opening his mouth meant good news.
Su Dingfang beheaded so many people in Tuyuhun, how many people of the Tuyuhun tribe who were dissatisfied with the king's rule were killed, and how many cattle, sheep and money were plundered...
Li Qinzai picked up the pillars of the front hall and carefully poked his head out, looking at these world-famous veterans laughing boldly and wildly. The laughter was so murderous that Li Qinzai couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
The three words "Lao Shacai" are definitely not exaggerated adjectives, but purely realistic.
As soon as the laughter subsided, Liang Jianfang inadvertently saw Li Qinzai carefully peeping by the pillars outside the hall, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Young man, don't run away, I have seen you!"
No fool will run away. Li Qinzai is a bright and positive young man, and he has absolutely nothing in common with these old killers.
Without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the door. Unexpectedly, despite his age, Liang Jianfang was much faster than him. He swooped out like a mouse. Li Qinzai had just taken a few steps and was captured alive by Liang Jianfang.
It was very humiliating to be pinched under his armpit by him. At this moment, Li Qinzai really looked like a salted fish that had been stolen by a thief. He had a look of despair on his face and resigned himself to being pinched into the front hall by Liang Jianfang.
As soon as he put him down, the veterans in the hall suddenly became excited. They lined up to pat him on the shoulder and praise him wildly.
"Your Majesty has a good grandson. After returning from this mission, I read the military report and became really jealous..." Liang Jianfang sighed, the jealousy in his eyes was real and sincere.
Then Liang Jianfang gave Li Qinzai a bad idea in front of Li Ji: "My dear grandnephew, one day you will cause a huge disaster and force Grandpa You to expel you from the house and become Grandpa Liang's grandson later. How about it? Grandpa Liang will use Ba Li. The big sedan chair will invite you home."
Li Qinzai hates the cold, have you heard what others said?
Li Ji stroked his beard and smiled, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he had a reserved look on his face.
Qibi Heli also sighed: "Your Majesty's grandson has really made great achievements this time. Not to mention the old man Liang, who among the old people in Chang'an City is not jealous that the Young Master has a good grandson who is in his early twenties? He has been granted the title of Marquis, and he has done so entirely on his own merit, without taking any advantage of the family..."
Xue Rengui, who has always been taciturn, also said: "The good nephew single-handedly brought Tuyuhun into the territory of the Tang Dynasty. This achievement... I don't know how to put it. At that time, Wei was equal to the Turks, so the good nephew may be compared with Duke Wei."
Only then did Li Ji, who was defeated, had to speak: "Ren Gui has said this too much, and we must not mention it again."