Happy Little Scholar

"Just now, the tray in the hand of a palace maid fell and almost hit the lady. I happened to be beside her, so I just did it casually. Later, she took the initiative to introduce me to many things in Beijing, and my husband also knew me. That lady?" On the carriage, Ruyi and Li Yi talked about what happened just now.

Li Yi sighed, there was no need to hide this matter from Ruyi, he told the whole story of the cause and effect.

"Is there such a thing?"

Ruyi's face was full of shock. She didn't expect that the lady she had been chatting with just now would have such a grudge against the Li family, and it even involved her deceased father-in-law...

This was the first time she heard about the past, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She just felt that the woman was too pitiful, but she didn't directly say "fuck you" like Miss Liu Er did.

Seeing that Li Yi seemed to be in a low mood, she quickly comforted him: "My husband, don't blame yourself too much. After all, my husband was not born at that time. It's not your fault."

"Seeing her look like this now makes me feel a little uncomfortable." Li Yi said.

"Because my husband is a good person." Ruyi said with a smile: "Even if this thing didn't happen to us, my husband would still feel uncomfortable."

Li Yi shook his head. Li Minghan had passed away, and this matter had become an unsolvable knot. Even if he felt a little bit guilty in his heart, he couldn't do anything.

Banishing this thought from his mind, he looked down at Ruyi, with an evil smile on his face, and whispered: "You will know tonight if your husband-in-law is a good person..."

Ruyi was startled for a moment when she heard the words, and then she seemed to think of something, and her pretty face started to burn.

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"Our Qin family has almost been completely disgraced by you!"

In the Qin family, a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe pointed at Qin Yu sitting in the hall and said angrily.

"Does the Qin family still have the face to embarrass me?" Qin Yu's face was still swollen on both sides and he looked quite embarrassed. Faced with the middle-aged man's scolding, he didn't take it at all. He picked up the teacup next to him and took a sip. Said sarcastically.

"You, you traitor, what did you say!"

The middle-aged man had veins popping out on his forehead. He strode over and raised a hand. When he saw Qin Yu's swollen cheek, his palm did not fall down after all.

"That's enough." Prime Minister Qin, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up. He glanced at Qin Yu with some hatred and said, "These days, there has been another storm in the court, and our Qin family has also been involved. Go in, you'd better restrain yourself."

Prime Minister Qin didn't say anything about Qin Yu's injury. He subconsciously thought that his grandson had done something shameless. If it got bigger, it would probably end badly.

If after this incident, he can be restrained and fearful, it would not be a bad thing.

"Restrain?" Qin Yu pulled out a sarcastic smile and said, "When you killed your mother in front of me, maybe you thought about the word restraint?"

"Guizi, what did you say!" The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this, slammed the table next to him, and grabbed Qin Yu's collar. His eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets.

"What, did I say something wrong?" Qin Yu's face became more sarcastic, not afraid of the middle-aged man at all, even if the other person was his father.

The expressions of several core figures of the Qin family in the hall suddenly changed. They were also among the participants in that incident, so how could they not remember it?

In the poetry and calligraphy of the Qin family, reputation and chastity are the most important things. How can a woman who does not follow the rules of women become the eldest wife of the Qin family?

The family scandal should not be publicized. The matter could not be publicized or tarnish the reputation of the Qin family. So, including the head of the family at the time and them, the woman was strangled to death in front of the ancestors of the Qin family. However, who could Thinking about it, Qin Yu, who was only eight years old at the time, hid under the table in front of him and watched - watching his mother being strangled to death by his father, while his grandfather and uncle stood aside and watched...

This matter has almost become a taboo in the Qin family. At this time, Qin Yu brought it up again so nakedly, and everyone felt shameless.

Although because of Qin Yu, their Qin Mansion has been disgraced in front of outsiders many times.

Qin Xiang closed his eyes, and the veins on the back of his skinny hands kept beating. After a long time, he squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Qin Yu has been grounded at home for half a year. Without my permission, he is not allowed to step out of the Qin family! "

After saying that, he slowly stood up, supported by an old servant at home, and soon disappeared into the hall.

Including the middle-aged man, everyone stood up and left after taking a look at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu reached out and touched his cheek. He instinctively pulled the corner of his mouth because of the pain, and said with some regret: "Half a year is really a long time. It's not easy for an interesting person to appear in Kyoto. It's a pity." ,Pity!"

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"ah!"

In the Viscount's Mansion, early in the morning, a maid's scream suddenly came from somewhere in the room.

The butler Li Bo who heard the sound frowned and scolded: "It's so early in the morning, what are you yelling for? If you disturb the young master and young lady, your reward for this month will be gone!"

"Li, Uncle Li, Sir, he, he..." The maid stood at the door, stammering and handed a letter to Butler Li.

"A letter from the young master?" A look of doubt appeared on Uncle Li's face, and he quickly opened the letter. After a moment, the expression on his face turned into one of astonishment and shock.

Not long after, the entire Viscount Mansion was completely blown away.

While the Viscount Mansion was in full swing, Li Yi stood on the deck, basking in the sun and blowing the warm wind, looking at the vast river, feeling that every pore in his body was relaxing.

He Ruyi's honeymoon plan has been in preparation for a long time. Finally this morning, before everyone got up, the two of them sneaked out of the house and experienced the feeling of "elopement".

Thinking of Miss Liu Er being furious because they secretly left, she couldn't help but smile.

There is something wrong with hiding it from Xiao Huan. She may be sad for a few days and will inevitably have random thoughts. If she doesn't wait to coax her properly after going back, nothing will happen. Little girls are the stupidest and the best deceivers.

"At this time, it would be nice if there was a glass of iced grape wine..."

Li Yi murmured, if he could enjoy the river breeze, drink fine wine, and recite a few poems in this scene, it would surely be very coquettish.

"The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful."

"The great river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages..."

"The shadow of the lonely sail is gone in the blue sky, and all I can see is ------Hey, what is the name of this river..."

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Suddenly a slender jade hand stretched out from the side, holding the wine glass with two green jade fingers. The contents in the glass were clear and transparent, exuding a familiar and intoxicating smell. What else could it be if it wasn't his favorite grape wine?

He subconsciously took the wine glass, and the next moment, Xiaohuan's soft voice came over.

"Uncle, we can't find any ice on the boat, so we have to make do."

It’s okay if he can’t find ice, but it’s good to have wine. His little maid is the most considerate and can always deliver what he needs most at critical moments.

Li Yi thought like this and drank the wine in the glass. Then he realized that something was wrong. When he turned his head, he saw the little maid standing behind him with a smile like a flower.

Looking next to him, in the direction where Putiang was handed just now, Miss Liu Er was looking at him with a sword in one hand and a sneer on her face.

"Fengliu, continue to be Fengliu..."