Happy Little Scholar

In the willow alley, in the courtyard, Xiao Cui held her chin with one hand, staring at the door, and murmured: "Miss, Mr. Li hasn't been here for a long time."

Zeng Zuimo was spreading the osmanthus flowers picked yesterday on the stone table to dry. After the osmanthus flowers were dried, they would be ground into powder and stored until this time next year.

The fragrance filled the courtyard. She did not answer Xiao Cui's words, and moved the ones that had just been dried under the corridor to a place where the sun could shine.

"Miss..." Xiao Cui stood up, trotted over, and asked: "Miss, why aren't you in a hurry?"

"What's the hurry?" Zeng Zuimo glanced at her and then sat back at the stone table.

"Why hasn't Mr. Li come yet?" The little maid thought her mistress was really stupid, and said anxiously, "Did you have a quarrel? Otherwise, why hasn't Mr. Li come here for so long? Miss, you can't be petty at this time. Mr. Li is such a good person..."

"Okay, okay." Zeng Zuimo waved his hand and said, "His wife is about to give birth to a child. He is taking care of her at home. Of course, he has no time to come. Don't think about it all day long."

"Oh, so that's the case." Xiao Cui nodded, and her heart finally settled down.

Zeng Zuimo looked up at her and asked, "What did you say about me just now? I was being petty?"

"Hehe, I'm not..." Xiao Cui ran over and hugged her arm and shook it, "Miss is the best..."

Wan Ruoqing wore an apron and walked out of the kitchen, smiling and asked, "Zuimo, didn't you say you wanted to learn how to make osmanthus cake with me? Come in."

"You!" Zeng Zuimo stood up, stretched out his finger and tapped Xiao Cui's forehead, then turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen.

"Is it difficult to make osmanthus cake?"

She was full of confidence before, but after entering the kitchen, she felt a little worried.

Wan Ruoqing smiled and said, "It's not difficult to make, but it's not easy to make it delicious. Osmanthus powder, noodles, water, water temperature, as well as the time to mix the noodles, the time to steam, the size of the fire, will more or less affect the taste."

"Ah?" Zeng Zuimo widened his eyes, his face showing a decadent look, "It's over, it's over, there are so many things, I'm sure I can't do it well..."

Wan Ruoqing shook his head and said, "As long as it's made by you, whether it's good or not, it's only good in his eyes."

"What in his eyes..." Zeng Zuimo blushed and said, "I, I just want to learn and make it for myself in the future."

"Okay, okay, if you say you want to make it for yourself, then make it for yourself." Wan Ruoqing smiled and said, "Although the process is a bit cumbersome, fortunately there is still a long time, and after trying a few times, you will naturally become proficient."

"What do you mean I said I made it for myself..., this Come on."

"Okay, okay, I'll make it for you, but before that, I have a question for you."

"You're so mysterious, what's the question? Go ahead..."

"Does Zuimo like boys or girls?"

...

Zeng Zuimo was stunned for a moment, then immediately blushed. Seeing the teasing look on Wan Ruoqing's face, he knew that she had heard what he said that day, and said angrily: "Okay, you dare to laugh at me..."

She stretched out her hand to tickle the other party, and Wan Ruoqing dodged and fought back. After a while, the two girls were flushed. Zeng Zuimo panted slightly and said: "No, no, let's start quickly."

Wan Ruoqing nodded, and a smile appeared on her slightly haggard face, but in this smile, there was a hint of deep loneliness, desolation and bitterness, but Zeng Zuimo, who was filled with joy and sweetness, did not notice it.

...

The maid of the Li family has been very frightened in recent days.

They were specially assigned by the old lady to take care of the young lady, but for half a month, they could only do some things like wiping the table and sweeping the floor.

The Marquis took care of the young lady in a meticulous way, so meticulous that they could not intervene at all, so meticulous that apart from cooking in person, even things like combing hair and washing feet kept them away.

What made them feel sad and even a little frustrated was that the hair that the Marquis combed for the young lady was much more beautiful than theirs, and even the maid who was best at this could not compare.

For a woman, the happiest thing in her life is not to marry a husband who is willing to spoil her, love her, and take care of her in every possible way?

Even if this husband does not have any great ability, it is enough to support each other for a lifetime.

And the Marquis can no longer be described as a great ability, that is a great ability.

The youngest duke of Jing State, the youngest Jinzi Guanglu doctor, the most trusted minister of His Majesty------the more capable the duke is, the more precious the things he does for his wife are.

Their duke is far from comparable to the group of coquettish and slutty dignitaries outside.

"Okay, husband, I don't have anything to do here, husband, go and get busy." In the room, Ruyi looked at Li Yi and said helplessly.

"Nothing." Li Yi shook his head and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want me to peel an apple for you? The Luochuan Wang family just sent it this morning, which is better than the tribute sent to the palace..."

"Oh, not hungry, then are you thirsty? The soup is almost ready, I'll go and serve you a bowl..."

"Not thirsty either..., okay, then you rest first, I'll be in the yard, call me if you have anything."

Li Yi closed the door, walked into the yard, and sat opposite Miss Liu Er.

Miss Liu Er was reading a newly released martial arts album, and Li Yi casually asked: "Do you have enough money?"

Miss Liu Er turned a page without moving her eyes from the picture album and said: "One hundred thousand taels is enough for a long time. The investment in the past can now be recovered one after another, and we won't need so much in the future."

After all, he cared about her, but her casual attitude was a bit too much. Li Yi frowned slightly, looked at her, and said: "Hey, Liu Ruyi, when you speak, can you look at others? This is the most basic respect. Bar?"

Miss Liu Er was startled when she heard this, then nodded, closed the album, raised her head, sat upright, looked into his eyes, and said apologetically: "Okay."

After receiving Miss Liu Er's apology, Li Yi nodded with satisfaction and asked: "Where did I just say that, oh, Liu Meng's investment has paid off..."

Miss Liu Er showed an interesting expression on her face, looked into his eyes to show respect, and asked: "Speaking of your friend named Li, has his matter been resolved?"

"------"

"Say what you say, don't always talk about others behind their backs..." Li Yi stood up and said, "There are some things at the college. I'll go take a look. You stay at home and take good care of your sister."

…

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with the college. As the vice president and supervisor, Li Han will take care of all the affairs of the college.

However, he is still young now, just over eleven years old. If the position of dean is really given to him, the old emperor and the courtiers will not feel at ease, so although he is currently exercising the authority of the dean , but it will take a few more years to really accept this position.

There is a small grassy slope behind the college. In order to protect the lawn, neither students nor gentlemen are allowed to go up.

Of course, the dean is not included.

On the back of the grass slope, where they could not be seen from the bottom of the grass slope, Li Yi and the eldest princess were sitting side by side.

It is not an easy task to be responsible for the affairs of a country. Even a martial arts master has limited energy. She looked a little tired and did not speak. She just put her hands on her knees, lowered her head, and listened to what Li Yi said.

"The Yu family should also know that the paper price they gave cannot be higher. If it is higher, your people don't have to agree, otherwise it will be too fake..."

"There is also news coming from the paper mill. They have really started to stock up. Let's wait a little longer..."

"The movable type I talked to you about last time..."

Li Yi just said a few words and felt his shoulders sink slightly. He turned his head and saw the eldest princess sleeping on her shoulders.

Li Yi stared blankly for a moment, and then sighed softly. It seemed that she was really tired. Whether such a life was good or bad for her... he didn't know.

He didn't move anymore, and she just leaned against him, looking at the sparkling lake in the distance, thinking about other things.

Under the grassy slope, a figure walked up lightly without making a sound.

Li Xuan crawled up the grassy slope. After glancing down, he saw the figures "clutching" each other, nodded slightly, and slowly climbed down again.