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Chapter 410: The Public Enemy of the People

Zeng Zuimo swore that, except for the half moldy steamed bun she picked up in the kitchen after three days of starvation in Jiaofangsi when she was a child, this was the best meal she had ever eaten in her life.

The food cooked by Sister Ruoqing is also delicious, but it seems that today's one is more suitable for her taste.

For this reason, she was somewhat, no, very envious of Li Yi's wife, and even the little maid.

When she was very young, even if she ate just one steamed bun without mold, she would feel very happy, and she felt that it would be great if she lived like today for the rest of her life.

Later, after being spotted by the old bustard of Qunyu Courtyard, he took her to Qing'an Mansion, and she never lived such a hard life again. The top lady of Qunyu Courtyard, the money-spinner of the madam, naturally had no shortage of fine clothes and food.

Countless people followed it, but from then on, any delicacy from the mountains and seas was not as good as that half moldy steamed bun to her.

So Li Yi was very surprised, why she could burst into tears even after eating a meal. Is it because the food she made was so delicious that she couldn't help but be moved to tears?

Li Yi felt that this was the greatest respect for the fruits of his labor, and was much more respectful than Miss Liu Er's behavior of competing with him for food every time.

So when Zeng Zuimo was leaving, Li Yi invited her to come to his home as a guest often when he had time. This was his most fulfilling cooking experience in his two lifetimes.

Of course, Miss Liu Er did not compete with him this time because she, Ruyi and Xiaohuan did not share the same table with him and others.

Yang Liuqing also went to their place, and Li Yi happened to be discussing the theater with Old Man Sun and Wan Ruoqing during dinner.

"Sir, after I go back, I will audition in a few theaters as we just discussed." Old Man Sun's focus is not on whether the food is delicious, but only on checking the boxes.

"There's no hurry about this. I'll write a few new stories these days. When I attract enough customers, the effect will be better."

Old Man Sun nodded repeatedly and asked tentatively: "Then, where is Mr. Wei?"

Li Yi smiled and said, "Just do your thing and I will take care of the rest."

With Li Yi's words, Old Man Sun finally made up his mind. This shows that an Anxi County Magistrate is not worthy of adults' attention. With such a background, the future development of Goulan will definitely be much smoother.

After seeing them off, Li Yi lay alone on the rocking chair in the yard, closing his eyes to rest and thinking about something.

The Goulan that is now all over Qing'an Mansion is actually just an unintentional decision he made a few months ago. At that time, he did have the idea of ​​establishing an entertainment circle similar to that of ancient times, but it was only to satisfy some of his interests.

However, gradually, he discovered that the function of the hook rail was not only for entertainment, but also for many things. It was like an invisible dull knife, which looked rusty but had a dazzling edge hidden inside.

The trip to Beijing made him realize more clearly that he needed to do something or prepare something. Although the sign in his arms was useful, it was never his. Others could take it back with a word or a thought.

Do you have the peace of mind that comes from something that is truly yours?

"List of martial arts heroes, martial arts, rivers and lakes..."

Li Yi's index finger tapped lightly on the armrest of the rocking chair. At this time, no one, including himself, knew yet, because the words he was mumbling while lying in the yard were going to be in the near future.

The entire martial arts world in the country was stirred up, so that ------ the world was turned upside down!

At this moment, Xiaohuan was helping Ruyi clean up the dishes in the kitchen. She peeked over from time to time and was relieved when she saw her uncle alone in the yard...

A little further away from Li Yi, the sword light in Yang Liuqing's hand was flying. Miss Liu Er stood aside and watched, and occasionally she would say something. At this time, Yang Liuqing's face showed a look of joy, just for a moment.

, the sword light became even sharper...

Two branches of red apricots peeked in from outside the wall and crossed the courtyard wall. The leaves rustled in the breeze. The warm breeze was warm and refreshing. Li Yi turned over and suddenly felt much more comfortable. He also remembered that he had not felt this comfortable for a long time.

After a while, not long after I closed my eyes, the familiar tiredness of noon came over me, and my perception of everything around me gradually disappeared.

At this time, it was spring, the tenth day of April, the second year of Jinghe.

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In Qing'an Prefecture, for most people, they may not know who the county magistrate is, who the prefect is, or even who the emperor is, because it is too far away for them, but it is impossible for them not to know about Luoshui

Who is the goddess?

Those poems are so famous, especially "Luo Shen Fu", that countless people rushed to copy it, which indirectly caused the price of paper in Qing'an Prefecture to increase by more than 20% than before. Many paper mills and printers

As a result, Fang made a fortune, and he was naturally grateful to the Goddess of Luoshui and the famous but unseen number one talent in Qing'an Prefecture.

Talented scholars marveled at the accomplishments of those poems themselves, and regarded meeting the beauties described in these poems as an elegant affair. After this incident, the already famous Qunyuyuan's top courtiers became even more famous.

Even those who have not read books still want to see what the woman who is said to be like the fairy in the sky looks like. If you can't see the fairy in the sky, why can't you see the goddess who descends to earth?

The fame of the Goddess of Luoshui is not limited to men. In Qing'an Mansion, no matter who is a lady from a famous family or a village woman, who would not want to see her?

They are also women, and they are a little confident in their own beauty. They all want to compare with the goddess of Luoshui. How do they fall behind?

Of course, there are also smart people such as the top ten oirans who understand that the difference between them and Zeng Zuimo is that he is the number one talent in Qing'an Prefecture and the number one talent in Jing Kingdom.

In short, Zeng Zuimo, the goddess of Luoshui who was the former number one shepherd of Qunyu Yuan, has been a topical figure in Qing'an Mansion and the focus of public attention during this period of time.

Two months ago, everyone thought that she had an extremely ambiguous relationship with the number one talent in Qing'an Prefecture. Otherwise, why would he write such a poem to her? However, after more than two months of observation, everyone was surprised to find that

, Zeng Zuimo seems to have never seen anyone of the opposite sex around him, which is undoubtedly great news for most people.

Especially those talented men or noble sons who claim to be romantic and have a little confidence in their appearance and talents, suddenly transform into wild bees and butterflies around the goddess, trying to capture this goddess who has fallen from the mortal world.

Even the son of the county magistrate's family is no exception.

However, after so many days, no one seems to have won the heart of the goddess, and the goddess has not even attended a banquet invited by others.

This news is neither good nor bad. I didn't pick the peach, at least no one else tasted it, so everyone felt balanced.

However, at this moment, a little-known guy came out of nowhere and picked the peach that they all cherished. Why wouldn't people feel angry?

For a time, the guy whose name had not even been revealed immediately became the public enemy of all men in Qing'an Mansion after the news spread.


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