Happy Little Scholar

When the two of them walked out of the yard, Zeng Zuimo looked around the small yard again and asked the old man: "Uncle Hou, the garden in the backyard..."

The old man nodded repeatedly and said: "It's there, it's there too, exactly the same as before!"

She held Li Yi's hand, with a look of reminiscence on her face, "That garden was a place where I played hide and seek when I was a child. I know there is a place that no one else can find after hiding it..."

As she walked towards the garden, she said with some regret: "It's a pity that it's winter now. If we wait until summer, when the branches and leaves are thickest, it's the best time to play hide and seek."

Li Yi shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, then we can wait until summer to play. Besides, it's our own home. You can choose when to play. You can play whenever you want..."

She shook her head and said, "That was before..."

Li Yi turned around and looked around, murmuring softly: "It will be the same in the future..."

…

"Congratulations to Zijian. Mr. Zeng has been promoted to Jingzhaoyin and served as Minister of Household Affairs. Even for two dynasties, it is extremely rare..."

"It is my father who is promoted, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Zijian just likes to be self-effacing..."

"That's wrong. Mr. Zeng's official career is going smoothly, and the Zeng family's status in Kyoto will naturally rise. Zijian's matter may be able to be relaxed..."

In the stone pavilion in the center of the garden, screens were erected on all sides to block out the cold. A large stove was lit in the center of the stone pavilion. There was a copper pot on the stove. The hot boiling water in the pot was rolling gurglingly. People gathered in front of the stove. A few young people cooked meat and vegetables in a copper pot and chatted while eating.

The screen resisted the cold air outside and wrapped the heat inside, so that there was no chill inside the screen.

Zeng Zijian picked up the wine that was warming in the small stove next to him, took a sip, shook his head and said: "It is not easy to overturn the decree given by His Majesty himself. I don't want to become an official now and be a dandy waiting to die. In fact, There’s nothing bad about it either…”

The young man on his left took a mouthful of mutton and comforted him: "Zijian, don't be discouraged. It can take as little as one year, as long as two or three years. This decree will be invalidated. It's not like you don't know about His Majesty's body. You How long can I last? Mr. Zeng is now in a high official position, and he will be highly regarded by His Majesty the King of Shu in the future. When the time comes, what matters to you, Zijian, is nothing more than a word from His Majesty..."

Zeng Zijian glanced at him and said, "Brother Han, be careful what you say..."

The young man looked disapproving, "This is the Zeng family, this is your territory. Zijian, you are too timid. Is it possible that anyone can hear us?"

He shook his head, took another mouthful of mutton, smacked his lips, and said, "It is said that this thing called "hot pot" was invented by Li Yi. You said he was a dignified county prince and a doctor named Jin Ziguanglu." , If you don’t do the right thing, why do you like these crooked ways?”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone opened a passage at the corner of the screen. Li Yi leaned half in and frowned: "Just now you said that His Majesty won't have a good life for two years. I can pretend that I didn't hear it, but I won't forget it." Well digger, don’t you think it’s a bit excessive to say this while eating hot pot?”

Li Yi looked at Zeng Zijian and asked, "Master Zeng, what do you think?"

Snapped!

"You, why are you here!"

The wine bottle in Zeng Zijian's hand fell to the ground, and his expression changed wildly.

As for Mr. Han, his face turned from white to green and then to white. The words "Just now you said that His Majesty won't have a good life for two years" echoed in his mind, and he suddenly stood up from his seat.

If this sentence reaches His Majesty's ears, it won't be an exaggeration to confiscate the family and exterminate the family, regardless of the position of the Han family in the court!

Bang!

Because he stood up too hard, his thigh hit the stove. The copper pot on the stove shook violently and fell directly. The hot soup splashed everywhere, followed by several frightened and ear-piercing screams.

The screens on all sides were hit by several people, and they all fell to the ground.

When the copper pot rolled down, Li Yi turned around quickly, hugged Miss Zeng behind him, and jumped to the foot of the pavilion with a slight jump.

With Nephrite in his arms, Li Yi looked at the few people running out of the pavilion with ferocious faces, taking off their shoes, and jumping around in place. Li Yi sighed and said, "Although the hot pot is delicious, the boiling water is so hot. You have to be careful when..."

This burst of screams quickly attracted the guards of the Zeng Mansion. A middle-aged woman hurried from behind. After seeing the painful Zeng Zijian, her face changed and she hurriedly said: "Zijian, what's wrong? What happened?"

"No, it's okay. I just accidentally knocked over the soup pot. Mother, mother, don't worry." Zeng Zijian gritted his teeth, looked at Li Yi with frightened eyes, and shook his head.

"Don't move here..." the woman said to him, then turned around and sternly said to the guards: "Why are you still standing here? Come on, call the doctor!"

In addition to Zeng Zijian, there were three other people who were splashed by the boiling water, but they were only slightly burned and suffered some pain in their skin and flesh. Apart from being temporarily unable to move, there was nothing serious.

Seeing that Zeng Zijian was fine, the middle-aged woman stood up, glanced in a certain direction, strode over, looked at Zeng Zuimo, frowned and said, "What are you still doing here?"

Zeng Zuimo shook Li Yi's hand, walked out, looked at the middle-aged woman, and said calmly: "I'm here to get back my parents' spiritual tablets."

"Spirit tablet?" The middle-aged woman curled her lips, "Your parents are the sinners of the Zeng family, bringing shame to the ancestors of the Zeng family, and letting their spirit tablets occupy a corner in the ancestral temple. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Li Yi felt that she was holding his hand a little hard, and gently patted the back of her hand.

"My father was framed." Zeng Zuimo looked at her and said word by word: "You had already expelled him from the Zeng family. He is no longer a member of your Zeng family. Now, I want to take their spirit tablets back."

The middle-aged woman sneered, "I wonder if your dead parents would want their spirit tablets to be placed in the ancestral temple of the Zeng family or in the hands of a dirty prostitute if they knew?"

Li Yi suddenly felt a little stinging on the back of his hand, because her nails were stuck in the flesh of his back.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it."

He stepped forward, blocked her behind him, turned back and whispered.

The middle-aged woman was stunned and frowned, "Who are you?"

"Zeng Shichun is quite smart, why did he marry a thing like you..." Li Yi looked at the middle-aged woman and shook his head.

"You..."

Pa!

As soon as the middle-aged woman opened her mouth, a loud sound came, and then one side of her face was burning with pain.

"This slap is for what you said just now."

Pa!

When the middle-aged woman was stunned in place, her face full of disbelief, Li Yi slapped her back again.

"This slap is because you scolded me just now..., let me correct you, I am Li Yi, not..."

Li Yi stopped in time, thought about it, and then looked at her with dissatisfaction, "Are you still playing tricks with me?"

Pa!

Another crisp slap.

"This slap is for tricks."

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