Chapter fifty-ninth: drinking and talking about life
After Mingleyou left the Ming Mansion, the Ming Mansion was obviously a lot cleaner. The servants in the mansion were obviously not used to the sudden cleanliness. The slaves were not used to it, so Ming Yongshou, Ming Wenshi and his son must not be used to it either. After all,
On weekdays, the two people who talk to Ming Yongshou the most are Mingle and You Mingmeng.
Now that the children are gone, Ming Yongshou suddenly feels as if he has nothing to do. He feels uncomfortable sitting and lying down. After struggling in his room for a long time, he finally walks to Ming Wenshi's house with his hands behind his back.
After a long silence, he finally knocked on the door and walked in.
"Father."
After Ming Wenshi saw Ming Yongshou coming in, he quickly stood up and saluted to Ming Yongshou.
Ming Yongshou looked around the room with a straight face, then looked at Ming Wenshi and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I was writing a letter to the teacher just now." Ming Wenshi replied in a low voice.
"Write a letter? What letter?" Mr. Ming sat on the chair, then picked up the letter paper on the table and frowned at it.
"It's about our Daliang water conservancy construction plan." Ming Wenshi saw that Ming Yongshou's mood was not right, so he didn't dare to be negligent and replied quickly.
"Bang."
Ming Yongshou directly slapped the letter paper in his hand on the table, then stared and shouted: "How long has it been? You are still concerned about these irrelevant issues. Do you know where Le You and the others are now?"
"Don't you want me to interfere with them?" Ming Wenshi replied tremblingly.
"What a bastard! I said I wouldn't let you interfere, but I didn't say I wouldn't let you find someone to protect you secretly. Our family is powerless. What if we encounter any danger? Who will protect him?"
After Ming Yongshou said these words, he snorted coldly and walked out of the room with his hands behind his back. Ming Wenshi stood there and looked at his father's back. He shook his head helplessly and then hurriedly called the servants in the mansion to arrange for the secret protection of Mingle Youming.
The stuff of dreams.
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Next to the Green Pavilion in the city lord's palace, Li Long looked at Ming Mengzhi next to Ming Leyou with a smile. Ming Mengzhi was not interested in the young master's friend at all. Apart from the skin, he could barely see it.
Outside of looking at it, Ming Mengzhi felt that Li Longqian had no good qualities at all, and Li Longqian knew that the girl next to Ming Leyou didn't seem to be very enthusiastic about him. Fortunately, Li Longqian was used to looking at other people's cold faces.
, so I don’t care at all.
Li Longqian's eyes looked up and down Ming Mengzhi's body, and then he said with a smile: "She does look better than the daughter of the city lord's family. No wonder you don't even want to shoot a hydrangea."
Li Longqian deliberately amplified his voice when he spoke, so that even Ling Shiqing, who was standing by the lake, could hear him clearly.
"Li Longqian, if you are talking nonsense, would you believe it if I cut out your tongue?" Ling Shiqing turned back angrily and shouted at Li Longqian.
"That's what it is. This little nerd just looks down on your hydrangea because he has such a beautiful wife at home." Li Longqian replied in a loud voice.
"You..." Ling Shiqing stared at Li Longqian, then snorted coldly, turned around and ran outside the pavilion.
"Who are you? Just tell the truth and act petty." Li Longqian looked at Ling Shiqing's back and muttered helplessly, then looked at Mingleyou with a smile and said, "It's funny."
"Brother Li, actually Mengzhi is not my wife." Ming Leyou explained awkwardly.
"I understand." Li Longqian waved his hand in agreement, and then continued: "The world is dangerous, I suggest you stay at home honestly, after all, it is better for rich men like you to avoid going to crowded places.
If it's too much, I'll trample you to death and you won't even know what's going on."
"No, you..." After hearing this, Ming Mengzhi opened his mouth to refute, but Mingleyou stretched out his hand to stop him. Mingleyou looked at Li Longqian and said, "I think it's better to go out and take a look.
Well, after all, no matter how much you read, it’s all about books, and what’s in books is not everything in this world.”
"Haha." Li Longqian smiled slightly when he heard this, then looked at Mingleyou and said, "It's really not easy for you to understand this truth."
"I benefited a lot from what you said to my grandfather last time."
"Well, reading is good, but books are not everything." Li Longqian nodded, and then continued: "Have you two not decided where to go yet?"
"No." Mingleyou shook his head.
"I'll recommend a place to you."
"That's good." Mingleyou nodded quickly.
"There is a small town in Danhe City. There is a family named Jiang in the town. If you go to his house, just mention my name."
When Li Longqian said this, Jiang Chengcheng's appearance appeared in his mind unknowingly, and he didn't know how the old man was doing now. Of course, besides Jiang Chengcheng, there was also the silly girl Jiang Youfu who agreed to wait for him, and Li Longqian.
Long Qian knew that he might have to lose that girl in his life, but even though he had to lose to that girl, Li Longqian still agreed to show Jiang Youfu
Ten miles at a time, because Li Longqian feels that if Jiang Youfu can let go of herself, she will let go no matter what. If she can't let go, whether she agrees or not, the silly girl still can't let go. Since she can't let go, it's better to give her an idea.
, although this thought is long and far away, it is better to have it at any time than not at all.
"You're not lying to us, are you?" At this moment, Ming Mengzhi looked at Li Longqian with some suspicion and asked.
"Believe it or not, that's what I said. You don't have to discuss with me whether you want to go or not." Li Longqian waved his hand in reply, then sat down on the bench in silence for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Ming Ming.
Mengzhi said: "Forget it, you better not go. The little daughter of the Jiang family is prettier than you. It won't be good if we go there alone and you are alone when we come out."
Ming Mengzhi listened to Li Longqian's reaction for a moment, then touched his silver teeth and shouted: "Why are you such a scoundrel?"
"I kindly remind you, why did you become a scoundrel? My daughter is indeed prettier than you. When the time comes, your young master becomes his son-in-law. What do you think you will do? Stay there, the Jiang family will not look down on you.
You, if you just leave, you still look pitiful."
"You... you are such a stinky hooligan." Ming Mengzhi shouted with a red face, then turned around and ran out of Cuiqing Pavilion.
Li Longqian looked at Ming Mengzhi's back and grinned. After all, he had never met an opponent in his verbal skills. Except for the old slave who was leaking words, Li Longqian never understood that the old slave had lost two of his teeth.
Why is your mouth still so powerful, no matter how you quote the classics?
Whether it's a lofty talk or a foul-mouthed shrew, the old slave is truly invincible, especially after every victory, the old slave will smile, then wave his hands and shout: "No more chatting." Just this sentence of no chatting will at least make Jiang angry.
It took no less than ten breaths to bear the weight.
"Brother Li." Mingleyou glanced at Li Longqian helplessly.
"Are you feeling sorry for her?" Li Longqian asked with squinting eyes.
"……Why."
Mingleyou knew that he could not defeat Li Longqian, so he could only sigh helplessly, then he cupped his fists and saluted Li Longqian, and whispered: "Brother Li, it's getting late, Mengzhi and I should go on the road, let's go
Let’s just say goodbye.”
"No." Li Longqian replied cleanly.
"treasure."
After Mingleyou said these two words, he glanced at Li Longqian, turned around and ran outside the pavilion. Li Longqian lay on the bench and listened to Mingleyou's footsteps. He was silent for a moment, and then opened his mouth and shouted:
"return!"
"Brother Li, what else can you do?" Mingle You turned around blankly.
"Take it."
Li Longqian pulled off a red rope from the tassel of the wooden sword and threw it into Mingleyou's hand. Mingleyou looked at the red rope in his hand and said nothing.
"After you get out, if you have the opportunity, learn martial arts. You are stupid. If you can't fight, you can fight. If you can't fight, you can run away. But don't let the girl who is following you suffer." Li Longqian looked at the sky with his eyes on his face.
Said with a smile.
Mingleyou stood there stunned for a moment, then whispered: "I know."
"Banban, see you off." Li Longqian's voice was still clear and crisp.
After hearing this, Banban in the bamboo forest quickly put down the bamboo in his hand, walked out of the bamboo forest reluctantly, and glanced at Mingleyou lightly. Mingleyou looked at Banban and smiled, and said to Li
Long Qian shouted: "Brother Li, next time we meet, we will drink and talk about our lives."
Li Longqian lay on the bench and softly said "good words" in agreement.
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Mingleyou followed Banban out of the pavilion. When Ming Mengzhi saw Banban, she covered her little mouth and smiled and said, "What a cute big bear."
Banban glanced at Ming Mengzhi without saying anything, his face full of resentment.
"Let's go." Mingleyou tied Li Longqian's red string on his hand and said softly to Ming Mengzhi.
"Where did the red rope come from?" Ming Mengzhi asked curiously, looking at the red rope on Mingleyou's hand.
"Brother Li gave it to me."
"How could he give such a gift to his daughter?"
"Haha." Mingleyou looked at Ming Mengzhi and smiled, pursed his lips and said, "I think he has nothing to give to him. After all, when I first met him, he was just a piece of cake and a handful of wood.
The sword is very pitiful."
"It would be better for a man like him to starve to death, so that he can speak so well." Ming Mengzhi replied fiercely, and Banban nodded quickly when he heard this.
"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Li is a good man." Mingleyou frowned and scolded.
When Ming Mengzhi saw that his young master was angry, he quickly shut his mouth, then blinked at Mingleyou and asked, "Master, where should we go next?"