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Chapter 642: New Year’s Eve

 Duke Zhou was afraid of the day of rumors, but Wang Mang was humble and did not usurp the time.

Li Qinzai learned in his previous life never to judge other people's true character by their superficial character.

Everyone in the world is half human and half ghost, but anyone who has had social experience will not easily believe the appearance of others.

Li Qinzai also treated the Zhao siblings.

Regarding his father's concubinage, he calmly accepted it. After all, it was a private matter between the two of them. If his parents didn't object, how could he, the son, beat the couple?

But he has always been a little wary of the Zhao siblings, especially Zhao Daoyun, who seems to be not simple.

Of course, Li Qinzai didn't believe Zhao Daosheng's honest appearance. If he was talking about his true nature, the drunken, trouble-making and arrogant Zhao Daosheng might be more in line with his true character.

We don’t expect the siblings to be perfect saints, nor do we expect them to be really honest and unambitious. They have already found their own way into the Duke’s Mansion. How can they be honest and do their duty?

The premise is not to go too far and not to threaten my status as the head wife. Otherwise, Li Qinzai would not mind killing her and finding a permanent home for the two siblings.

There have always been intrigues and fights in wealthy families, and the British government was no exception. However, Li Qinzai was the master, so all he saw was sunshine and smiling faces.

Back in her private courtyard, Cui Jie was supervising Qiao'er's calligraphy practice.

I have to say that Qiao'er's handwriting is now in good shape, at least much better than Li Qinzai's.

"For the Chinese New Year, let the children rest for a few days. All the donkeys in the village are on annual leave. Are the children worse than animals?" Li Qinzai frowned.

Cui Jie was stunned for a moment, then gave him a fierce look: "What are you talking about, husband? How can you compare a child with a donkey?"

Li Qinzai was dissatisfied and said: "Why can't it be compared? When my grandfather and father scolded me, they always said 'evil beast'. Didn't I calmly accept this fact?"

Cui Jie chuckled and said, "You are an evil beast, but Qiao'er is not."

Li Qinzai immediately called out: "Evil beast!"

Qiao'er sighed enthusiastically, dropped her pen and ran to Li Qinzai: "Dad, what's the matter?"

Li Qinzai stroked his head lovingly, and there was a kind of spiritual connection between father and son flowing from the same genetic sequence.

"It's nothing, let's go out and play. I have a few days off, so I don't have to do anything."

Qiao'er was overjoyed, as if she was afraid that Li Qinzai would regret it. As soon as his words fell, he turned into a black smoke and disappeared in an instant.

Cui Jie stared at the exchange between father and son with her mouth open, and was speechless for a long time. After a long time, Cui Jie said nonchalantly: "Is this how you and your father usually chat?"

"A kind father and a filial son are very warm, right?"

Cui Jie sighed and murmured: "It's over, this child is useless..."

Li Qinzai caressed her belly with one hand and said with a smile: "How about we work hard and practice the trumpet again?"

Cui Jie's face turned red, she slapped away his evil hand and said angrily: "It's broad daylight, I'm not ashamed!"

Turning around and entering the house, Cui Jie came out with a few gift boxes and handed them to him.

Li Qinzai took it with confusion: "What?"

Cui Jie sighed: "If your husband has nothing to do, you might as well go out and give gifts."

"To whom?"

As he spoke, Li Qinzai opened a box and saw a pair of hairpins inlaid with cat's-eye gemstones inside. Li Qinzai couldn't help being shocked: "Prodigal mother-in-law, you can't handle it?"

Cui Jie rolled her eyes at him bitterly and said, "Jinxiang County Master! What's wrong? Can't you give it away?"

Li Qinzai immediately lost his temper.

Cui Jie sighed again and said: "His Royal Highness Prince Teng is far away in Bingzhou building roads. Today is the Chinese New Year. Jinxiang is alone in his mansion in Chang'an. He feels lonely for some reason and is so pitiful. Speaking of which, she and her husband... huh, husband

Can’t you bear not to look at her?”

If Cui Jie brings up the matter between him and Zi Nu, Li Qinzai may feel a little guilty, after all, it's nothing.

But when it comes to him and the head of Jinxiang County, Li Qinzai feels confident.

"What! Jin Xiang and I are innocent and have done nothing. Madam, please don't accuse me!"

Cui Jie sneered: "Then I won't see her today? I'll put the gift box back right now..."

Li Qinzai grabbed the gift box and said, "Look! I'm looking after her on behalf of my wife. Speaking of which, I know her father very well."

Cui Jie snorted, turned around and left: "Husband, go quickly, I really can't stand your hypocrisy."

…………

After King Teng was squeezed dry by Li Qinzai, the father and daughter lived in poverty for a while. It was not until after the autumn harvest that the fields under King Teng's name were harvested, and then they regained their health and started to prosper again.

So I bought a house in Chang'an City for my precious daughter to live in.

Li Qinzai led Bu Qu out and carried the gift box to King Teng's Courtyard. He stood at the door for a long time before Li Qinzai stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The side door opened a little, and a man who looked like an old housekeeper came out. The old man seemed to recognize Li Qinzai. He was stunned and immediately saluted, and then gave him an aunty smile, as if he had touched CP.

Li Qinzai was a little embarrassed. In the Duke's Mansion, who would dare to laugh so horribly? Li Qinzai slapped him and called him out.

At this moment, in other people's territory, everyone is not very familiar with each other, so Li Qinzai is embarrassed to be too arrogant.

There was no unnecessary nonsense. The old housekeeper seemed to know what he was doing. He opened the door and led Li Qinzai to the house, and took the gift box from his hand.

Li Qinzai looked at the mansion as he walked.

The mansion is second-hand, many of the decorations are a bit old, and there are not many servants in the mansion. The huge mansion looks empty, especially during the Chinese New Year. It looks particularly deserted and filled with a desolate atmosphere. I don’t know.

I thought this house had just been confiscated by the government.

The old housekeeper led him to the atrium and stopped. Going further in was the backyard, and it was inconvenient for Li Qinzai to go in.

Soon, Jin Xiang, who was wearing a fox cloak, walked out quickly. When he saw Li Qinzai, a surprise flashed across his pretty face, and then he quickly calmed down and said calmly: "The Marquis of Li County has arrived. I am sorry for not being able to welcome him from afar."

The old housekeeper was hunched over, still smiling like an aunt, as if he was slapping someone on the spot.

Li Qinzai ignored Jin Xiang for the time being and turned to look at the old housekeeper: "You are old, can I bring you a stool to sit on and watch?"

The old housekeeper woke up from a dream, smiled apologetically, and disappeared quickly.

Li Qinzai then took the gift box and cupped it in his hand casually: "Happy New Year, good luck and good luck!"

Jin Xiang was completely off guard by his words, and the aloof persona he had tried so hard to maintain instantly collapsed. He asked in a dumbfounded voice, "Why do you become so vulgar when you open your mouth?"

Li Qinzai smiled: "We are all acquaintances, so don't be pretentious. I'm here to see you today and give you a New Year's gift..."

Handing over the gift box, Li Qinzai still felt a little bit hurt. These were all heavy gifts. The prodigal mother-in-law was really willing to give up to her best friend. She didn't think about how hard it was for men to make money outside, and how tiring it was to rob the Tuyuhun tribe.

Seeing Jin Xiang reaching out to take the gift box, Li Qinzai cautiously asked: "You... won't you be humble?"

Jin Xiang originally planned to be modest, but Li Qinzai's painful look made her lose her temper, and she used more strength to snatch the gift box away.

"You brought it to your door yourself, why should I be humble? Humph!"

Li Qinzai said sadly: "You have changed. You used to be very thin-skinned..."

There is another update. I don’t know why I am so diligent. I am almost moved to tears by myself.


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