My law is immortal

() "Master, what should we do about these Shanglian..." Qing'er was puzzled, his master didn't know why he was so angry, so he had to carefully change the subject.

"Tear it all up—" Li Yi's words stopped abruptly at this point, and then he said with a smile: "Find a few maids and copy all these couplets for me. I want to match them one by one!"

"Since you are all so excited and eager for me to lead the literary world? Then Fifth Brother, I will become famous in one fell swoop..." Li Yi chuckled——since I can't be a dandy anymore, can I be the leader of the dandy literary world?

One master and one servant, walked swaggeringly through the gate of the Zhenjun General's Mansion.

"Brother Tu, Brother Song, okay!" Li Yi stepped over the threshold and casually greeted the two guards in front of the door.

"Hello Fifth Young Master..." The two guards in front of the door responded subconsciously and continued to stand in front of the door.

After a while, suddenly the guard called Big Brother Tu turned around abruptly, looked back at Li Yi's back as he was walking away, with a look like he had seen a ghost, and said dumbfounded: "Old Song , have you seen..."

"What did you see? Qing'er, a little maid, will be taken into the young master's room sooner or later, old Tu, don't even think about it!" Lao Song curled his lips and cast a contemptuous glance at the other party.

Old Tu glared, and suddenly became furious, and said sarcastically, "Bah! You bastard, five years ago, you fell into the ice pit with your horse and man in Northern Xinjiang, who saved you! How dare you mock me now!"

"Hey!" Old Song was furious, glaring at him without showing any weakness: "If I hadn't interceded for you back then, you would have been beheaded by the general long ago for peeking at the Turkic women bathing! I never imagined that you would be so seductive now! "

"Fart!" Lao Tu became more and more annoyed, as if he had been greatly wronged, he waved his hand angrily, and said bitterly: "That's me spying on the enemy!"

"You fart! Spying on the enemy's situation has spied on the enemy's women and children!" After being scolded like this, Lao Song immediately became annoyed, and stretched out his hand to push the other party...

These two were both veterans of the Shenwei Army. After retiring, they didn't have any skills to make a living. In addition, they lived near the capital at home, so they were arranged by the general as guards at home.

Even if they blocked the guards, these two people used to be hot-tempered and stubborn people in the army, and their level of troublemaking was ridiculously high. Now they are standing in front of the general's mansion, pushing and shoving each other.

When the two were arguing and wrestling, they didn't notice that there was a five or six-year-old child outside the door, who stood by and watched for a long time.

The child was dressed in shabby clothes and had a runny nose. He was obviously a child from a poor family. His eyes were roving. He looked up at the two menacing guards in front of the door, and couldn't help but take two steps back in shock.

"Sister Lian'er asked me to deliver the letter, how can I deliver it..." The child muttered to himself—the two guards in front were both tall and big, with tiger-headed steel knives pinned to their waists, and their appearance was even more rough It's scary, and... the two of them don't seem to have a good temper yet.

"Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters..." The child muttered to himself, reaching out his hand to take out an old letter paper from his pocket.

He pinched the letter paper and thought for a long time, but suddenly saw the opposite wall covered with letter paper of all sizes. He couldn't help but stare, and sighed softly: "Be good, Long Didong, this general's mansion must owe a lot of people." The money, this debt collection paper is all over the wall!"

"They will definitely send someone to tear off these debt collection papers..." Thinking of this, the child nodded and raised his head and said to himself, "Well, I'll just stick this letter on it!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced sneakily at the two thick-skinned guards who had stopped pushing, but were still arguing at the door, carefully bypassed the sight of the two, spit on the letter paper, and then threw The letter in his hand was pressed against the wall, and then he turned around and ran away.

Just two steps away, the letter slipped off the wall and fell to the ground. The child turned around helplessly, spit again, then rubbed some putty from his exposed legs, and stuck it on again... …

"Oh, I'm scared to death..." The child ran far away before he dared to hide by the wall and looked back cautiously. Seeing that the color of the letter on the wall was incompatible with the white rice paper around him, he couldn't help nodding in satisfaction and talking to himself. ——"Well, in this way, they will definitely see it, tsk tsk, these five copper coins are really profitable..."

He looked at it for a moment, then turned around and swaggered onto the main road, walking further and further away.

But the letter began to shake slowly, and then a gust of wind blew by. The letter stuck to the wall with mud and spittle, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, fell to the ground with the wind, and was carried by the wind again. Rolled into the ditch beside the road...

In the study, Li Yi raised his eyebrows, held a homemade charcoal pencil with his right hand in a strange posture, glanced at the thick stack of couplets in front of him, couldn't help frowning, and cursed: "So many couplets, all right Wouldn't it make me exhausted to come out?"

The maid Qing'er was sitting beside her, resting her head on her elbows, half lying on the table, her eyes narrowed slightly, drowsy.

Hearing the young master's complaint at this moment, he couldn't help blinking, and said with a chuckle: "Even if you are completely right, young master, wouldn't they still publish the first couplet again?"

"En..." Li Yi just now wanted to be a leader in the literary world in high spirits, and now he frowned and looked at the pile of Shanghai couplets in front of him, and couldn't help feeling annoyed—didn't I just say a few more words at the poetry meeting? Why are you messing with me like this?

"Young master, Qing'er has a solution..." Qing'er hesitated for a moment, then sat up straight, her exquisite curves were faintly visible in the light green skirt.

This little girl is growing up really fast!

Li Yi swallowed, threw away the charcoal pencil in his hand, and immediately stretched out his hand and hugged Qing'er, and said with a smirk: "Our little Qing'er is really smart, tell your brother quickly, in the end What is the method..."

While he was speaking, he had already climbed up the servant girl's back with one hand, and began to caress carelessly. He could still feel the slippery silkiness through the clothes...

Qing'er's face turned red instantly, and she said shyly, "Master, why don't you only do a few couplets every month and let them arrange..."

She hadn't finished speaking up to this point, but she just felt that the big hand had already penetrated into her skirt, and she couldn't help opening her mouth to be silent, and hurriedly leaned over to avoid it...

"Oh? Line up, I'll give directions in turn?" Li Yi paused in his hands, then smiled happily, retracted his hands, and praised with a smile: "My little Qinger, you are so smart, why didn't I think of this Fazi, could it be that I fell off a cliff and fell stupid..."

Qing'er escaped a catastrophe, her face was still on fire, her chest was heaving violently, but she seemed a little lost, she pursed her small mouth, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and thought to herself shyly—young master, you are so stupid, you are clearly Everything I thought was wrong...