Happy Little Scholar

In the second year of Jinghe, Jingguo welcomed the hottest summer amid the long and impatient cicada chirping.

This summer seems to be hotter than ever before. Zeng Zuimo had just finished a bowl of mung bean smoothie, holding an ice pack in his hand, but he still felt irritated.

Of course, this irritation had nothing to do with the weather.

"Why are you leaving so soon? Can't you not go?" She paced in the room and asked Wan Ruoqing who was packing clothes by the bed.

"No, Elder Sun has already gone there. It must be very difficult for them to start over there..." Wan Ruoqing said softly, but her movements did not slow down.

"Even you are gone, what should I do?" Zeng Zuimo asked, throwing down the ice pack.

Wan Ruoqing looked back at her and said, "Why don't you go to Kyoto with us?"

"I..." Zeng Zuimo opened his mouth, really didn't want to mention the place that had brought her endless nightmares, and said angrily: "Let's go, let's go, you are all heartless, let me stay here alone!"

Wan Ruoqing finally put down the work in her hands, looked at Zeng Zuimo running out, and shook her head helplessly.

She must go to Kyoto. In terms of her familiarity with the operation mode of the brothel, even Old Sun can't compare with her. Now that they are starting over in Kyoto, it will definitely be more difficult. She will feel a little guilty staying at home alone.

However, once she left, Zuimo had no friends here. She couldn't even solve her three meals a day. When she thought of her, Wan Ruoqing felt a little worried.

Shaking her head, she walked out the door, stood in the corridor and looked in a certain direction..., they had set off half a month ago, and now, I'm afraid they have already arrived in Kyoto, right?

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This year, the summer in Kyoto was really hot. If it didn't rain, I'm afraid it would be another disaster year.

The word "disaster year" doesn't mean anything to the rich, but for most civilians, it means the difference between life and death.

Disasters have occurred frequently in recent years, and even Kyoto has encountered a drought that hasn't been seen in decades. The people at the bottom are already discussing whether the current emperor has lost his virtue and caused the displeasure of heaven.

Li Xuan walked on the street in ordinary clothes. The scorching sun above his head made his underwear wet after walking for a while. He envied those idlers who were wandering on the street in short shirts. The ice storage distributed by the palace had been used up long ago. His Majesty did not go to the temporary palace to escape the summer heat, so the concubines could only endure the heat in the palace, resulting in a huge increase in the demand for ice storage. Now even the queen can only get a small piece every day.

"Young Master, do you want to come in and play..."

Even the voices of the girls standing at the door of the brothel were a little weak. Li Xuan looked at their faces that were horrible because of the sweat, like monsters, and he didn't even think about going in to listen to the music.

"Fairy, take a stick from me!" A naughty child with a half-man-high wooden stick in his hand pointed at the girls at the door of the brothel and said loudly.

When the girls saw a child of only seven or eight years old running over, they laughed so hard that their bodies shook. They pointed at the little thing hanging somewhere on his body and said, "Hehe, little brother, your stick is too small. Come back when you grow up!"

If an adult man had said that just now, he might have been spitted at by them and then pulled into the building, and by the way, did some unspeakable things. However, the other party was a child whose hair had not even grown out, and he could only help them to relieve their boredom when they were sleepy.

"Bah, shameless!"

A middle-aged woman next to the naughty child spat at the entrance of the brothel, pulled the naughty child over, slapped him on the butt a few times, and said: "Stay away from this place in the future, otherwise you won't be allowed to go to the brothel!"

There were several red marks on his butt. The naughty child was about to cry, but he was frightened by the woman's last words and swallowed his tears.

Not letting him go to the brothel is a thing that is countless times more terrible than spanking.

"Witch, wait until I grow up to deal with you!" The naughty child wiped his tears, carried the stick in his hand on his shoulder, and said silently in his heart while following his mother home.

Li Xuan always felt that what the naughty child said just now was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He just thought it was the dirty words heard by those prostitutes when he visited the brothel and listened to music before.

"Hey, what's going on in front?" Li Xuan asked curiously when he looked up and saw a crowd of people surging in front of him. Several teams lined up from the shop to the street.

A man behind him immediately walked up, and soon came back and said, "Your Highness, this shop sells something called mung bean smoothie, but I don't know why so many people buy it."

"Mung bean smoothie?" He had never heard of this name before. Li Xuan showed an interested expression on his face and said, "Go and have a look."

A moment later, the guard who spent one or two silver coins and entered the VIP channel soon came out again, but there were a few more porcelain bowls in his hands.

Li Xuan took one casually, it was cold to the touch, and took a small bite with a wooden spoon. He immediately felt a refreshing coolness and was surprised: "Even the palace doesn't store ice. Who is the owner of this shop? He is so extravagant!"

This mung bean smoothie must have used ice, but the price is so low. You must know that ice is hard to find in Kyoto now, how could someone sell it so cheaply?

He ate up the smoothie in the bowl in three strokes, five by two, and suddenly felt much more relaxed all over his body. Li Xuan raised his head and saw the words "Ruyi Fang" printed on the plaque of the store!

Snapped!

The bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"He's back!" Seeing His Highness the Crown Prince's excited expression, all the guards looked shocked.

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"I was too impulsive that day."

"impulse?"

"……It is my fault."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"------"

"Hesitating and admitting your mistake is not a good enough attitude. I won't accept it. Try again!"

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"Don't go too far!" Miss Liu Er narrowed her eyes and looked at Li Yi, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

Li Yi widened his eyes and looked at her unwillingly. They were looking at each other. Who is afraid of whom?

If she doesn't let her remember this time, she will foolishly fight to the death next time even though she knows she can't beat him.

"Already have a stick of incense..."

Xiao Huan rubbed his sore eyes. The uncle and the second young lady were already looking at each other like this, burning incense. Wouldn't their--their eyes be sore?

Li Yi's eyes were really a little sore, and he felt very regretful. He shouldn't have stared so wide just now.

"That's it for today, truce!"

There was almost enough iced grape wine on the table. He rubbed his eyes, and when he was about to reach out, he saw the wine bottle on the table disappear in a flash.

Miss Liu Er snorted coldly, leaving him with a cold back.

It was the third day of June in the second year of Jinghe. At noon, most people in Kyoto were still complaining about the hot weather. Li Yi's iced grape wine was snatched away by Miss Liu Er. Emperor Jing had just taken the elixir and was about to take a nap. The King of Jin pulled Yongning's little face and laughed proudly. There was a banquet in the Prince of Shu's palace, with singing and dancing. Qin Yu, who ended his confinement two months in advance, walked out of the Qin Mansion...

It was at this time that the angry Crown Prince stepped into the gate of the Viscount's Mansion.