Happy Little Scholar

"Why are you still here?" County Magistrate Wei looked at the people at the door and asked with a frown.

Hearing County Magistrate Wei's words, the representatives of the gentry and aristocrats cursed in their hearts. If you hadn't invited us here, who would be willing to come and pretend to be a grandson?

These thoughts, of course, could not be shown. They didn't want to get involved in the affairs of County Magistrate Wei and County Magistrate Wang, and immediately bowed and said goodbye.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, let go..."

The body of the young nobleman was twisted into a strange angle, his wrist was pinched by another young man, and he walked over from the front with a wail.

"Dad, Dad, save me!" Glancing at County Magistrate Wei standing at the door of a room somewhere, the young nobleman's wail became louder.

Seeing his son being restrained, County Magistrate Wei's face changed. Just as he was about to speak, County Magistrate Wang pulled his sleeve and made a secret gesture.

County Magistrate Wei was shocked, his face turned pale, he hurried over and said, "But Lord Li? My son has offended many people, and I have not disciplined him strictly. I apologize to Lord Li on his behalf!"

Li Yi let go of the young man's wrist, bowed to County Magistrate Wei and said, "Lord Wei, I have long admired you."

County Magistrate Wei laughed dryly, and when he turned to look at the noble young man, his face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily, "Rebellious son, why don't you apologize to Lord Li!"

The young noble young man was still a little confused at this time. He wanted to pat Li Yi's shoulder just now, but he was grabbed by his wrist. He was extremely painful when he struggled a little. He was dragged over by him in embarrassment. Now his father's mysterious respectful attitude was like a blow to his head. He said tremblingly, "Li, Lord Li, I'm sorry!"

Another pursuer of Zeng Zuimo, Li Yi has been accustomed to it these days.

Looking at Wang Xiancheng, who was beaming with joy, it seemed that he and Zheng Zhubu had settled the matter. In this case, Li Yi had nothing to say to them and County Magistrate Wei. After collecting the sign, the waiter had brought up what he wanted and threw him a piece of silver. In the surprised and puzzled eyes of several people, he walked out of Zui Xiang Lou with his hands behind his back.

"This Lord Li is really..." County Magistrate Wei looked at his back as he left with a paper bag in one hand and a live fish in the other. He thought for a long time but couldn't think of a word to describe him.

He never thought that such a person would be the superior of the Secret Service. Fortunately, the other party did not seem to have the intention to kill him. County Magistrate Wei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. At this point, the development of the matter has completely exceeded his control. It is not comfortable to be caught between two big figures. It is better to keep this matter in his heart forever...

When he turned his head to look at County Magistrate Wang and Zheng Zhubu, the smile on his face became bright again...

It was late at night. Miss Liu was sitting in the yard. On the stone table were placed a few dishes that she mentioned casually when she left in the morning. She really just said it casually at that time. In fact, after leaving home, even she herself forgot about this matter.

However, these meals are now placed on the stone table, still slightly steaming. She glanced at the room with candlelight and picked up the chopsticks.

"Husband, rest early. It's not too late to write tomorrow morning." Li Yi was writing furiously at the table. Ruyi came over from the bed and gently massaged his shoulders.

"No hurry, if you are sleepy, go to sleep first. There are other things to do tomorrow morning." Ruyi did not answer, but she did not move her body. She just stood behind him, and the strength of her hands gradually became softer.

She lowered her head and watched him write something on the paper quietly. It was rare to see him, who was lazy, doing something so seriously. These days, she could clearly find that he was a little different from before. Although she didn't understand what he was doing, and didn't know how she could help, at least now, she could do something for him.

Pah!

The oil lamp burst out a lamp flower, and Li Yi just put a period on the new chapter.

He stretched his arms, and the soft touch on his palm made him slightly stunned. When he turned his head, he saw Ruyi standing there, blinking at him.

"Ah, my lady, why haven't you slept yet?" He asked in surprise, "What time is it now?"

"It's just midnight." Ruyi looked at him and asked, "Are you going to continue writing, my husband?"

"No, no..." Li Yi waved his hand, picked her up horizontally, walked to the bed, and said, "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed!"

She just struggled symbolically for a few times, and then gave up completely, even her neck was covered with a layer of pink.

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Time passed silently, and only when you think back can you feel the rush of time, and you can't even remember what happened in the past days.

But for the women in Kyoto, it's not like this.

They can clearly remember what kind of perfume the perfume shop launched on a certain day of a certain month. Different perfumes are launched in every season. The originally ordinary days suddenly become extremely anticipated.

"It's been another month. Isn't that guy going to come back?" Li Xuan looked a little haggard. He rubbed his eyebrows, pushed away a pile of drawings on the table, carefully supported the prince's wife who fell asleep on his shoulder, carried her horizontally on the brocade couch, tucked in the corners of the quilt, and sat back at the table.

The perfume business has always been smooth. Now, even he himself doesn't know how much money the prince's mansion has. Other things make him a little worried.

Several recent studies have all reached a bottleneck, and there has been no progress for many days.

Uncle Huang fell ill half a month ago, and his health was deteriorating. He had not been in court for half a month. If it were not for the left and right prime ministers handling political affairs, the entire court would have been in chaos.

Under this chaos, there are more and more calls from the DPRK to establish a crown prince. The King of Shu has been very proud of himself in recent days. He has so close contact with countless high-ranking officials in the DPRK that he might even wake up from his dreams laughing.

Uncle Huang's illness is one thing, but it's also another thing that he can't stand the King of Shu. Except for the Prince's Mansion, he actually doesn't have much favorable impression of the entire Kyoto.

In the past, when he encountered difficulties, there were still people who could give him advice, but now, the person who could help him was living happily in Qing'an Mansion. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't let go of things in Kyoto, why wouldn't he want to live such a happy life? ?

Looking at the sky, a trace of tiredness appeared on Li Xuan's eyebrows. It was getting late, so he had to rest early. He had to go to the palace early tomorrow morning.

Thinking like this, he walked to the bed, lay down next to the Crown Princess, and slept with his clothes on.

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"Haha, sir, you won't come back!" King Jin pinched Yongning's face, leaving a red mark on her delicate face, and said with a proud look on his face.

The little girl looked up at him, her expression unchanged, as if she was not the one being bullied.

Several palace maids and eunuchs stood in the distance, looking at Princess Yongning with sad faces, but several guards of King Jin stared at them, and they did not dare to make the slightest move.

A young figure appeared in the distance. After seeing this scene, Li Xuan frowned and walked over and said: "Li Han, you bullied Yongning again!"

Seeing Li Xuan walking over there, Li Han stuck out his tongue and ran away quickly.

Although Li Xuan is not his biological brother, Li Han heard that he can make people fly into the sky like a kite. Shouning has seen it with his own eyes. Li Han is worried that he will be flown as a kite because he is afraid of heights, so he usually hides. Follow this cousin.

Li Xuan looked at King Jin's guards coldly and said, "You guys, if you help King Jin bully Princess Yongning again next time, don't blame me for breaking your legs!"

Several guards repeatedly said yes, His Royal Highness Prince Jin was still a child, but Prince Li Xuan was not. If he dared to break their legs, he would have to stay away from him in the future. However, His Highness Prince Jin did. Even the few people around Princess Yongning didn’t dare to stop her!

Li Xuan only saw them. By the way, they were all children. Besides, he came here in the same way at that time, but it was other princes who were beaten, and Mingzhu was the one who was beaten.

After looking at Princess Yongning in a daze, she walked straight towards a certain palace.

Before entering the palace, I saw two figures walking out of the palace.

"Li Xuan has met Prime Minister Shen and Prime Minister Qin."

It was the two prime ministers of the current dynasty who came out of the palace. They were both elders of several dynasties. Not to mention Li Xuan, even if the prince met the two of them, he had to show the courtesy of a junior.

The two old men also nodded slightly to him. The old man, whom Li Xuan called Prime Minister Shen, looked at him deeply when they passed by, but the worried Li Xuan did not notice it.

A eunuch had already gone in to report. Not long after he stood outside the palace, the eunuch came out and announced his entrance.

Emperor Jing was lying on the brocade couch, his face was slightly pale, and his face was also full of twilight. When he saw Li Xuan walking in, he forced a smile on his face and said: "Xuan'er is here, uncle Huang is coming soon." Come this way.”

"Uncle Huang, are you feeling better?" Li Xuan walked over quickly, his voice choked with sobs when he saw that the man who had been in his heart since childhood was so weak.

Emperor Jing patted the back of his hand and said with a smile: "Haha, don't worry, Uncle Huang still has some days left, and he won't go after the late emperor so early."

"Uncle Huang is responsible for the fate of the entire Jingguo. With God's blessing, everything will be fine." Li Xuan said in a low voice with a slight force on his palm.

He stayed in the palace for several years when he was a child. Both his majesty and his empress took great care of him. In addition to his parents, he also had a deep affection for them.

Emperor Jing did not continue the topic. He looked at him and said, "You don't look very good. What's bothering you these days?"

"It's nothing, maybe I've been too tired recently." Li Xuan shook his head and said.

Emperor Jing pondered for a while and said: "Originally you were supposed to be happy and happy in Qing'an Mansion, but I made you stay in Kyoto and do these things you didn't want to do. Do you resent me because of this?"

Li Xuan was startled, then immediately shook his head and said: "Uncle Huang naturally had his intentions in doing this. Xuan'er has never thought of it this way."

Emperor Jing showed a look of relief on his face and said: "Because of my affairs, the Queen is not having a good time these days. Apart from Mingzhu, you are the only one closest to her among these children. If there is nothing important, it will be more Go and stay with her."

"Xuan'er knows." Li Xuan nodded.

"Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in the hall, and then Chang De's hoarse voice came.

Not long after, Li Xuan walked out of the hall. He stood at the door and let out a long sigh.

The omnipotent giant in his impression seemed to have really fallen. He hoped that the elixirs refined by the Taoist priests could be useful. I heard that after eating their elixirs, they could live forever and cure the emperor's illness. , there should be no problem...

Thinking of what His Majesty had just said, he walked out of the palace and turned in a direction. There was the Queen's bedroom.

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With two prime ministers and countless court officials, even Kyoto was running steadily and orderly without the emperor for a short time, let alone Qing'an Prefecture.

In the past month or so, Old Man Sun has been even busier. He not only has to deal with all the big and small matters of the theater, but also has to prepare for a trip to the capital soon.

Although he went to the capital, the theater in Qing'an Prefecture had to continue to operate. Before leaving, he had to select the right person to take over here. Although he consciously cultivated some talents, they were still a long way from being able to take charge of their own affairs.

Fortunately, apart from this, he didn't have to worry about those miscellaneous matters.

Mr. Chen's attitude towards him was very good now. As long as it was related to the theater, he would give the green light all the way. The theater has now integrated more than 80% of the wandering actors in Qing'an Prefecture, and the team is constantly expanding. Old Man Sun feels that he is one step closer to his dream every day.

Just a while ago, the "Legend of the Condor Heroes", which has received a good response in the martial arts world, has officially ended. Another story called "The Return of the Condor Heroes" seamlessly connects with it. Not only has the popularity not diminished, but it has ushered in a new wave of explosion.

And the "Journey to the West", which is still going on, has always maintained a very high wave. When telling stories, almost every show is full. It is hard to imagine what effect it will have if it is adapted into a play?

This makes his admiration for Mr. Xiao Li reach the extreme. High-quality content will always be the foundation for the survival of actors, and as long as he is there, they don’t have to worry about this problem at all.

Whenever he thinks that Kyoto is still an uncultivated wasteland in this regard, Old Man Sun wishes he could immediately put on wings and fly there.

It was already very hot at noon in May. Li Yi estimated that the temperature outside was at least 35 or 36 degrees. He had moved the rocking chair back, holding a large piece of ice in his arms, and ice basins were placed in the four corners of the room. Only then did he feel much more comfortable.

Xiao Huan had good teeth. She sat beside him, throwing pieces of crushed ice into her mouth and chewing them with a loud crunch. Who could have ice in the hot summer? This was the most comfortable summer she had ever had since she could remember.

This kind of life was what Li Yi liked. If it weren't for the continuous letters sent from Kyoto, and the last letter brought the news that the old lady was ill, Li Yi would not even have thought of going back.