After hearing that voice, the right minister of the Ministry of Official Affairs couldn't help but tremble. He hurriedly let go of his hand on Li Yi's shoulder, turned around and explained: "No, I didn't do anything!"
The beautiful woman walked over quickly and asked Li Yi, "Xiao Yi'er, what were you doing just now? He didn't bully you, right?"
"Sister-in-law, you misunderstood..." Yan Zhang said with a bitter look on his face.
He is not afraid of his father or elder brother at home, but he is only afraid of this tough sister-in-law, and how dare he admit it at this time.
"No."
Li Yi shook his head. He had heard that his sister-in-law's husband's surname was Yan, but he didn't expect it to be the Yan family.
The woman glanced at Yan Zhang suspiciously, and then said to Li Yi: "In a quarter of an hour, you will bring the talents to the auditorium and congratulate the old lady on her birthday with a few juniors."
"I understand." Li Yi glanced at the little fat man who was still mumbling in the corner and nodded.
Watching his sister-in-law leave, Yan Zhang breathed a long sigh of relief.
He turned to look at Li Yi and said, "Even if it's not for my sake, but for my sister-in-law's sake, how about letting that arrogant person know that there are people outside the world, and there is a heaven outside the world?"
Li Yi thought for a moment and saw the almost dry handwriting on the table. He wet his fingertips and wrote the words "Shoubi Nanshan" next to "Blessed as the East Sea".
Wiped his hands, walked to the little fat man's side and said: "Let's go..."——
"How about it, do you still want the "Xiping Stone Classic"?" Yan Zhang said proudly when he saw Zuo Qiu looking at the handwriting on the table in a daze.
Zuo Qiu opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything about victory.
The plaque on the door of Zuo's family is important, but his face is also very important. If his skills are inferior to others, his skills are inferior to others. After all, he is not shameless to that extent.
"I lost. This young man - where did you find him?" Zuo Qiu sighed, looked up at him and asked.
Just now, under the temptation of "Xi Ping Stone Classic", his ability to think normally was affected. After dealing with him for so many years, he should have thought, how could Yan Zhang, such a sly and cunning person, do business at a loss?
He knew from the beginning that he would win in the end, and deliberately used the "Xi Ping Stone Scripture" to stimulate him. The purpose was always the plaque written by his father on the door of Zuo's house.
Yan Zhang said with a joking face: "You don't have to worry about it. I just want to ask if what you just said still counts."
"Of course it counts." Zuo Qiu secretly cursed the old fox in his heart. Just now he took advantage of his contempt for the young man. Who knew that a young boy could write such beautiful running script.
"The plaque on the door of Zuo's house is right there. If you have the ability, come and get it." After Zuo Qiu left a few words, he left as if running away.
"My surname is Zuo. A gentleman promises a thousand pieces of gold. Are you trying to be that villain who breaks his word?" Yan Zhang carefully thought about what he said just now. What does it mean to get it if you have the ability? Without his approval, you can't pick it.
If he takes the plaque on the door of the Zuo family, the old man of the Zuo family will not let him go...
"Stop!" Yan Zhang shouted angrily and strode over.
Counting side connections, there are actually quite a few people in the younger generation of the Li family, but apart from the little fat man, Li Yi knows almost none of them.
"I wish my grandma to be as blessed as the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and to live as long as the evergreen pines in the Southern Mountains... This is a congratulatory gift from my grandson to my grandma."
The juniors stood at the bottom respectfully in order, turning over and over the few words of congratulations. The gifts they gave were not very expensive, and the old lady accepted them all with a smile. The return gift was often a red envelope, which may be worth more than the juniors.
The gifts given are even more valuable.
The little fat man was waiting anxiously, because according to the order, the main vein was regarded as the finale and was taken last.
The problem is that he may have forgotten the poem he just memorized.
The little fat man's mother glanced at him from a distance. The child didn't tell them about the gift he gave to the old lady this year, nor did she let them help prepare it. Until now, she still doesn't know what he wants to give the old lady.
The little fat man looked anxious. Finally it was his turn, so he immediately ran up and said loudly: "My grandson wrote a poem and wanted to take this opportunity to give it to grandma."
The old lady was slightly startled when she heard this, and then she said with a smile: "Okay, our talents can compose poems. Let grandma listen to it."
Everyone in the Li family, including the little fat boy's parents, had surprised expressions on their faces. Ying was notoriously difficult to read and couldn't even recognize the words. When did he learn to compose poetry?
All the guests looked very interested. Previously, the juniors had given them some common things, but occasionally they saw something different, which aroused some interest in their hearts.
"What the hell are you kidding!" Li Mingyuan frowned and whispered.
Ignoring everyone, the little fat man pointed at the old lady and started shaking his head, "This woman is not a human being..."
The voice paused here, a look of thought appeared on his face, and there was no more words.
"What?" When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly froze.
All the guests stared at the descendant, and everyone in the Li family was dumbfounded.
"Bastard, what are you talking about!" Seeing his son's first words being disrespectful to the old lady, Li Mingyuan's face darkened and he strode over.
The next moment, he finally thought of the next sentence. The thoughtful look on the little fat man's face disappeared, he pointed at everyone in the Li family and said loudly: "All our children and grandchildren are thieves!"
The guests held back their laughter, and the Li family's faces began to twitch. Li Mingyuan came over, raised his palms high, and shouted: "Shut up!"
Several black lines appeared on Li Yi's face. It was unprecedented for a fat man to memorize a poem like this. It was unprecedented and unprecedented.
He stepped forward helplessly and said: "Third uncle, wait a minute. I have been listening to Yingcai reciting a poem today. The whole poem is: "This woman is not a human being. She is a fairy from the Nine Heavens who descended to the mortal world. All her children and grandchildren are thieves. They have stolen a long life.
"Best relative." I guess he must have been too nervous just now and lost track of the order..."
"Yes, that's it, that's it." The little fat man hid behind Li Yi and walked down the slope.
"The fairy from the Nine Heavens descended to the mortal world... and stole the peaches and longevity of her close relatives... Haha, what a poem about changing things."
"Wonderful, wonderful! To be able to write such a poem is a bit of a crooked talent."
"The poems are plain and simple. It is not surprising to say that they were written by children."
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The people present were all dignitaries, and they all had received higher education. After understanding this, they looked at the little fat man and started talking with a smile.
Li Mingyuan glanced at his son, his face full of doubts. He knew his son very well. Let alone writing poems, it was a miracle that he could write these four lines of poems well. Could it be that this child had always been there before?
Hiding clumsiness?
The old lady was very happy and praised the little fat man a few words. She chose a valuable gift from a bunch of gifts and gave it to him on the spot. The little fat man returned with a smile while holding the gift.
In order, after the little fat man is Li Yingjie, the son of the second uncle, and then Li Yi.
Except for the mutation in the little fat man, the genes of the Li family are pretty good. A handsome young man took something from the second aunt Fang, walked up to the old lady, and said with a smile: "This looks like Zhao
Chun's "Longevity Picture" is a gift from my grandson to my grandma, wishing her a long life and many blessings."
"It turned out to be Zhao Chun's "Longevity Picture". It is said that it took him half a year to complete a painting. Without a thousand taels of silver, I am afraid it will not be easy to obtain."
"Although Zhao Chun is young, he is quite talented in calligraphy. His calligraphy is mostly loved by young people."
"If he can get Zhao Chun's Longevity Picture, he is really serious about it."
Amid everyone's chatter, the old lady accepted the gift with a smile and opened it in front of her. Several people immediately gathered around her.
"Longevity Picture?" Li Yi frowned slightly, thoughtfully.
"What's going on?" Liu Ruyi walked up to him and asked with the same frown.
Opposite the two of them, Mrs. Fang, the head of the Li family, glanced this way, with an imperceptible smile on her lips.
