At the gate of the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen, the woman playing the drum was stopped by the Yamen servant again.
On the street nearby, many pedestrians stopped to watch, pointed at the woman not far away, and whispered.
"I saw her playing drums here early in the morning. I don't know what grievance she has?"
"I heard that my sister seems to be dead, and I also heard that the official said that he was a prisoner or something. I'm afraid it's not the case in Miaoyin Pavilion two days ago."
"The arrest documents of the evil thief are posted all over the street. Why is she still here to cause trouble? Could it be that there is something else hidden in this case?"
While everyone was talking, a policeman came out, looked at the woman, waved his hand and said, "Take her down!"
"This is the Jingzhao government office, is this the place where you are messing around?" The policeman glanced at her indifferently, turned around and said, "Your Majesty has ordered that this woman has repeatedly provoked the government's authority, obstructed official duties, and led
Go in and give twenty sticks first..."
Then he stepped forward, waved away the crowd of onlookers on the street, and said loudly: "There's nothing to see, it's all gone, gone..."
Although the big drum at the yamen gate is for people to redress their grievances, they cannot be beaten randomly to disrupt the normal order of the yamen. However, despite this rule, this woman has just lost a relative, so her sadness can be understood.
Punishing her, in the eyes of everyone, is a bit unkind...
However, these matters were not something they could discuss arbitrarily. Seeing the woman being brought in, they could only shake their heads and disperse.
"Boss, do you really want to give her twenty sticks?" A police officer looked at the thin woman and hesitated: "If I give you twenty sticks, what should I do if I'm beaten to death?"
"You pig brain!" The catcher hit him hard on the head and said angrily: "My lord said, be careful, if you kill me, I will use your life to pay for it..."
The policeman who was hit on the head looked sad and asked: "What does it mean to be careful..."
The catcher waved his hand: "As long as you mean it, take her to the prison and lock her up first. Don't let her come out to make trouble again."
After a while, the policeman came to the woman who had been pressed on the stool with a bloodless face. The woman's death that night appeared in his mind, and a trace of pity appeared on his face. He shook his head slightly and waved:
"Give me the board and I'll do it myself..."
When the two detectives pressed the woman into the prison, they both felt that today was an eye-opener. They had been working in the Yamen for so long, and this was the first time they saw someone walking to the prison on their own after being tortured with a cane...
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"I don't want it anymore, I don't want the sachet anymore, I don't want the lanterns anymore, I don't want the poems anymore..."
Li Yi limped out of Miss Liu Er's room, holding his butt, and turned around and said, "Take it if you like it. Whatever else you like, take it as you please, it's all yours..."
Miss Liu Er glanced at him and said lightly: "Who told you not to explain clearly..."
Li Yi didn't want to explain anymore. Wasn't what he just said clear enough? She owed him something that a woman wore close to her chest. Someone once gave him something besides the sachet. What else was there?
Bellyband?
She didn't even think about it, how could he, a dignified magistrate and an upright man, be so perverted to such an extent?
Miss Liu Er looked at him again and said, "I owe you the sachet, and I will pay you back in the future."
"Forget it, don't do it in the future, I don't want it anymore..." Li Yi rubbed his butt that was still aching. When did she develop this problem? Wouldn't she start somewhere else?
"You have to have it even if you don't want it." After Miss Liu Er said this, she tossed her hair, leaving him with a cool back view.
Although she said it simply, it was already two months before she received Miss Liu Er's sachet.
If it were just a simple gift of a sachet, just buy one on the street. However, Miss Liu Er was so picky about his gifts that she even asked him to re-transcribe the poem. Of course, she gave it to herself.
He wouldn't be so hasty.
The fabric used in the sachet was carefully selected from the fabrics she had collected. I heard from Xiaohuan that the second lady spent three days choosing the spices, and then embroidered things on it and sewed the scraps.
I didn’t know how much wasted during this period, so I postponed it until now.
Her ability to work with people is extremely strong, but when it comes to cooking or female celebrities, it greatly lowers the level of most women. Li Yi took the sachet sewn by Miss Liu Er and felt very
I'm sure if I go out wearing this, I will be laughed at by others.
However, looking at the look in Miss Liu Er's eyes, he could only nod his head without conscience: "Very good, I like it very much."
Miss Liu Er's somewhat nervous expression finally softened and she said: "It's my first time sewing, so there are many places that I didn't do well, so I'll just make do with it."
Li Yi nodded and said: "There are indeed many things that are not done well. For example, there are some marks in the splicing of the fabrics, the color matching is not good, the stitches are too thin and dense, and the choice of spices seems to be..."
Miss Liu Er looked at him calmly, "What?"
Li Yi hung the sachet on his waist with satisfaction and said: "It seems... there is nothing to be picky about."
No matter how ugly the sachet made by Miss Liu Er is, it is unique in the world. Either stick to this truth or defeat her and tell her what is wrong with the selection and combination of spices.
Li Yi did not have time to correct her mistakes after fighting her for 300 rounds today, because today was the day when Lin Wanru, Lin Yong and others were leaving for Qi.
The accompanying caravan from Qi State left Kyoto long after the Lantern Festival. They stayed for more than two months. If they did not go back, the Lin family's business in Qi State might be in trouble.
Regarding the store cooperation, he had discussed all the details with her a month ago. This time, he would also send a caravan and guards over to escort them to Qi.
When the motorcade arrived at the gate of the city, Ruyi and Lin Wanru were talking, got out of the carriage, patted her hand and said, "It's a long way from here to Qi State. Sister Lin, be careful all the way."
Lin Wanru smiled and said: "Although the journey is long, we have been there and back several times, and we have these guards escorting us all the way. Sister, don't worry."
Then, she walked to Li Yi, looked at him, smiled, stretched out her palm, and said, "Goodbye..."
Li Yi was startled, and then he stretched out his hand and held his two hands together.
At the touch of a button, Lin Wanru turned around, looked at Ruyi, and explained: "This is a kind of etiquette in our hometown, called the "handshake ceremony", to greet friends who have not seen each other for a long time or say goodbye to friends who are about to be separated..."
Lin Yong looked at this scene in surprise. After scratching his head, he also stretched out his hand to Li Yi and said with a sad face: "Brother Li, goodbye!"
Li Yi punched him hard on the shoulder and said with a smile: "What are you doing with such a face? It's not like we've disappeared. In less than half a year, you may have to come to Kyoto again..."
Lin Yong smiled honestly and said sheepishly: "Isn't this because I don't want to leave you, Brother Li..."
Li Yi smiled and said: "Two grown men, please don't be so sensational..."
"...I can't bear to part with the food cooked by Brother Li!"
After Lin Yong finished speaking, Li Yi was stunned, and then waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go..."
He watched Lin Yong laughing as he got into the carriage, leaning on the carriage and waving to him. When Lin Wanru bent down to lift the curtain, she looked back and disappeared behind the thick curtain the next moment.
The convoy drove out slowly, until the last car was no longer visible. Li Yi turned his head and said, "Let's go back."
"mother……"
There was a huge crowd at the city gate and the noise was noisy, but both he and Ruyi had excellent hearing, so how could they not hear this milky and somewhat vague sound.
Ruyi looked down at the swaddled little guy, with joy on her face. She looked at Li Yi suddenly and asked, "Ms. sir, did you hear that just now?"
Although the six-month-old child still cannot understand language, under the deliberate guidance on weekdays, he can already speak out words one by one. Li Yi sighed and said: "Sure enough, the lady won..."
Li Duan seemed to have sensed Ruyi's joy, huddled in his swaddling clothes, a smile appeared on his face, he opened his mouth again, and made a vague sound.
