"How dare you ask for one hundred taels of silver for a pot of tea? Did the Marquis of Li County forget that Zeng is also a minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs?"
Naturally, there was no one hundred taels of silver. Zeng Shichun threw the money bag to the man and hurriedly chased him out. Looking at the back in the distance, he snorted coldly.
Li Yi turned his head and asked: "What's wrong with the Minister of Hubu? The Minister of Hubu can leave early all day long, be passive and slack in work, and drink tea without being paid?"
Zeng Shichun looked back and said, "If I pursue this matter, this teahouse will not need to open tomorrow."
"That's just right. I won't be merciful anymore. Mr. Zeng, remember to wear thicker clothes tomorrow. I don't know how Mr. Zeng is in health. If he wears hundreds of boards, will he still be able to threaten me like he did today..."
Li Yi smiled indifferently, turned around and walked into the yard.
"Stay!"
Zeng Shichun's expression changed, he walked up quickly, stood there, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Zeng still has a few words to say to Mr. Li..."
Li Yi waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'll go in and say a few words. You stay here, don't move around. If you have anything to say, wait until I come out."
"Hey, Mr. Li, why are you back again?" Xiaocui squatted on the corridor, rubbing a small piece of bellyband in the wooden basin with both hands. When she saw Li Yi coming in, she hurriedly hid the wooden basin behind her back and raised her face to ask.
road.
Li Yi glanced at it nonchalantly and asked, "Where is your lady?"
"Miss is in the studio." She replied quickly, moved her body to protect the wooden basin behind her, watched Li Yi walk in, then picked up the wooden basin and ran to the back house like the wind.
In the studio, Zeng Zuimo was painting at his desk. At this time, he was painting a key part. When he heard a movement from the door, he didn't look up and said: "Xiao Cui, after you've finished washing, give me a squeeze on your waist..."
Li Yi was a little surprised. Although some words had been said, the current relationship between the two was still at a very pure level.
Apart from those few unexpected hand-holdings, hugs, kisses, seeing her changing clothes, taking a shower... there seemed to be nothing else, right?
Seriously speaking, there was not even a single hand-holding under normal circumstances.
"Why are you still standing there? Come here quickly. I've been standing here for a long time. I'm so sore..."
Li Yi nodded blankly, walked over slowly, stood behind her, and placed his hands on her waist.
She has had strong dancing skills since she was a child, and she also deliberately does some plastic exercises on weekdays. Therefore, the tightness and delicateness of her slender waist can be felt through her clothes.
Li Yi was lost for a moment, then he was focused on nothing else, and started massaging with his eyes, nose, and heart.
She usually stands while painting. After a long time, her waist and shoulders will become very uncomfortable. After this period of busy work is over, she should be taught some basic martial arts. She does not want her to become like Miss Liu Er and Chang Chang.
The princess is so powerful, it just has the effect of strengthening her body.
"Xiao Cui, you have made great progress in the past few days, and your technique is different from before. Where did you learn it?" Zeng Zuimo finally finished this part, put down the brush, and turned to look over.
"No, there's no sixty-three..." Li Yi looked at her and asked, "Have you not eaten well recently? Why have you lost weight again?"
"Ah!" The Goddess of Luoshui was like a frightened rabbit. Her body trembled and she immediately jumped away. She blushed and said, "Why is it you?"
"Xiao Cui was washing her bellyband outside, so I came in by myself." Li Yi explained, glanced at the scroll on the table, and said in surprise: "Who is this painting, so handsome, elegant and suave..."
Zeng Zuimo glanced at him and said angrily: "Bah, shameless, how could you say that about yourself?"
Li Yi frowned and said, "But Nannan, you are not handling things well here..."
"Where?" When she mentioned the painting, she became serious and walked over again, looking at the painting on the table. However, the next moment she raised her head, looked at him in disbelief, and asked: "You, what did you just do?
say what?"
Li Yi pointed to the paintings on the table and said, "I said you didn't handle things well here."
She glanced at Li Yi doubtfully, thinking that she had heard wrong just now. She lowered her head again and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Here, this place should be more sharp and angular to be worthy of being handsome and unrestrained..." Li Yi pointed to a certain outline of the face in the painting, then shook his head and said: "But this is not your painting skill.
Question, after all, Nannan, what you are best at is landscape painting..."
"You..., how did you know?" Zeng Zuimo took a few steps back and looked at him with a blushing face. She had long forgotten about the issue of painting skills.
This is her nickname. To be precise, it should be her nickname. As long as she can remember, apart from her parents, there are only two or three people who call her this.
Li Yi asked in surprise: "What, Nannan?"
"Don't say it!"
"What's wrong with Nannan?"
"Don't call me that..."
"Why, Nannan, Nannan..., it sounds pretty good."
"Ah, Xiao Cui, come here and help me shut his mouth!"
…
Seeing Li Yi walking out of the yard, Zeng Shichun, who was standing there, said in surprise: "Li Xianhou, what's wrong with your face?"
"It's nothing. If Mr. Zeng has something to say, let's say it now."
Xiaocui, that silly girl, didn't behave properly when she was playing around. She threw him down on the bed with all her teeth and claws. The two of them were weak, and she couldn't really be serious with them. As a result, her face was rubbed red and wiped.
I put some paint on it and it took a long time to wash it off.
When Zeng Shichun walked out of the alley side by side with him, he stopped, turned to look at him, and asked: "How...have you... reached?"
Li Yi knew what he was asking and looked at him without saying anything.
"It seems that I am asking too much." A hint of understanding appeared on Zeng Shichun's face. After shaking his head, he solemnly said: "Zui Mo has suffered a lot in the past ten years and finally got to where he is today. You
Treat him well and never let her be wronged again in the future."
"I will definitely treat her well and prevent her from being wronged again. She doesn't have to wait until the future."
Li Yi glanced at Zeng Shichun and said: "On the contrary, it is Minister Zeng and your Zeng family. Please don't do anything unnecessary again..."
The great changes that the Zeng family suffered more than ten years ago are still a scar in her heart that cannot be easily opened. Even Li Yi does not dare to mention those things easily.
Although the Zeng family is small, it can have a great influence on her.
Zeng Shichun raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "Don't forget, Marquis Li, that Zui Mo's surname is Zeng, and she is a member of our Zeng family. I'm afraid this sentence may be a little inappropriate for you."
"That was before."
Li Yi glanced at him calmly, "Not anymore..."
"You..." Zeng Shichun had an angry look on his face, but Li Yi never looked at him again and turned to leave.
Watching him get on the carriage, Zeng Shichun stood there for a long time. At a certain moment, the anger on his face disappeared, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
"In this way, I can rest assured." He murmured, turned and left, the smile on his face faded, as if he was deep in thought.
"King Shu, all your efforts are in vain..."
On the carriage, Lao Fang turned his head and glanced, "Uncle, are you going home?"
"Go back..." Li Yi thought for a moment and said, "Go to East Street first."
"Going to East Street?" The sloppy old man opened his eyes and asked, "What are you going to do on East Street? From here, you have to go around half of Kyoto."
"Just go if you are told, why are you talking so much nonsense!" Lao Fang shook the reins, glanced at him, and said angrily.
…
After coming out of Fu Ji, Lao Fang's mouth was bulging, and he did not forget to praise and said: "Uncle, the candied fruits in Fu Ji taste really good."
The sloppy old man threw a piece of dried fruit into his mouth and nodded: "Fuji's preserved fruits and cakes are famous in Kyoto. More than ten years ago, they should have been called Xuji..."
"Xu Ji, Fu Ji..., let's just call it Xu Fu Ji from now on."
Li Yi carried the box filled with preserved fruit cakes and got on the carriage. He turned back and pointed to the shop nearby and said to Lao Fang: "Buy it."