Happy Little Scholar

Li Yi has not been idle at home for the past few days since he came back.

He cares very little about the affairs of the court, such as the newly appointed Minister of Rites, or some other changes in the court positions, which seem insignificant compared to other things.

The old emperor's health is getting worse day by day, and the morning court has been stagnant for a long time. Except for some major events, most of the affairs of the court are decided by the Shangshu Province, headed by the two prime ministers on the left and right, who are in charge of the court affairs. This system has been continued since the previous dynasty. The emperor's inability to rule in a short period of time will not have a big impact on the operation of the entire country.

The affairs of the court are just focusing on this general pattern, and the rest are some things that are closely related.

In five months, many things happened in Kyoto. Although the information is classified and organized in an orderly manner, there are also many things, and he only picked some key points to look at.

Among them, two women were surrounded by people late at night and escaped, and Li Jianren, the son of the Minister of Works, was killed. That major case that shocked the entire Kyoto has not yet been concluded.

Thinking about this matter now, he still has some lingering fears.

If there is any problem, come to me. I hate those who plot in secret the most.

If the so-called Kyoto dandies really get carried away, they can mobilize a lot of power in a short period of time.

Once or twice is fine, but it's not more than three times. How many times has this happened?

Anyone who was abducted thousands of miles away when his wife was pregnant and could not come back for several months would be angry.

This anger will not dissipate with time.

The stable life in the past few days did not dissipate the resentment in his heart, but instead had an irrepressible impulse.

Li Yi looked up and walked over.

Wan Ruoqing grabbed his arm, shook her head slightly, and whispered: "Don't be impulsive."

"I saw an acquaintance, go up and chat with him. You can eat the dishes first, don't wait for me." Li Yi smiled, turned around and patted her hand, saying: "I just want to tell them that I'm back..."

Li Yi looked at the sloppy old man, nodded slightly, turned around, and went up the stairs.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the Minister would be ignored..."

"This time our Master Wei will lose face."

"There are many hidden dragons in Kyoto. He has only been here for a short time. It's good to dampen his spirit..."

The people who were at the same table with Wei Junliang just now were not necessarily of the same mind as him. Although they all wanted to curry favor with Young Master Qin, they were secretly competing with each other. Seeing Wei Junliang frustrated, they naturally couldn't help but tease him.

However, as soon as they finished speaking, they found that Zeng Zijian, who was sitting next to them, had changed his face.

And Young Master Qin stopped his hand holding the wine glass in the air, and his face was slightly unnatural.

There were footsteps coming up the stairs, one after another, short and powerful, and especially clear in this quiet restaurant.

Several people turned their heads quickly and saw the young man who was just downstairs walking upstairs.

"What is he going to do?"

Everyone who saw this scene downstairs showed extremely shocked expressions on their faces.

The person sitting upstairs was a dandy who was even more dandy than Wei Junliang...

The restaurant owner looked up and seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

"No way..."

Five months is not long, but not short.

From the time Wei Junliang went downstairs to now, some people in the venue seemed to have remembered some people or things that were almost forgotten, their faces were stunned, and their hearts were shaken.

"No way..." They murmured in their hearts.

Wei Junliang had come to his senses at this moment. Seeing that the man had already walked upstairs, he quickly followed him and shouted, "What are you doing? Stop!"

Amid the surprised eyes of the diners in the restaurant, the playful eyes of the playboys at the table, and the sound of Wei Junliang's hurried footsteps upstairs, Li Yi walked to the table and to Qin Yu's side.

"Is it interesting?" He looked at Qin Yu with a calm face.

After several months, Zeng Zijian admitted that his heart tightened uncontrollably when he heard this voice again, and his palms were slightly sweaty.

Those indelible memories and the continuous pain in a certain part of his body made him lower his head and dare not look at the person opposite him.

Some of the other young people at the table seemed to have remembered something, their faces turned pale, and they all lowered their heads.

The other people were mostly surprised to see this man talking to Young Master Qin in this way, but they were more alert. They were not fools, so they naturally understood that it was not their place to interrupt.

"What do you mean?" Qin Yu picked up the wine glass, his face calm, and took a sip gently.

"I said..." Li Yi paused, "Is it interesting!"

When he said the last sentence, his voice was slightly raised.

Snap!

The slap was loud, followed by the sound of broken porcelain.

The people at the table saw the young man slap Young Master Qin in the face, and the wine glass in Young Master Qin's hand flew out, and a swollen handprint quickly appeared on his face. It was difficult to describe their mood at the moment.

Madman, it was indeed a madman!

Does he know what he is doing...

At the moment when the slap sounded, Zeng Zijian's body trembled slightly. How many times has this happened? How many times has this happened? The King of Shu, the Prince of Duanyang, Young Master Qin...

If he hadn't counted wrong, this should be the third slap he had given Qin Yu in the face!

Wei Junliang had already run up the stairs, trying to stop the madman.

Then his footsteps stopped. To be more precise, one foot had been lifted up, but he didn't know how to step out.

He kept this posture, his mouth wide open, his face dull.

Not only was he dull, but also the diners on the second floor and even the first floor, and the restaurant owner.

Everyone just thought that this young man chose to compromise when facing the Minister of Rites, and didn't dare to do anything radical to Wei Junliang.

However, he slapped Qin Xiaogongye in the face now. Was he telling them that the son of a mere Minister of Rites was not qualified?

The sloppy old man knocked a broad bean and looked up in surprise. He had to admit that this side of the boy was the first time he had seen it.

Wan Ruoqing and Zeng Zuimo had changed their faces at the same time, and got up and walked quickly upstairs.

One side of Qin Yu's face was swollen, and he looked a little funny. He stood up and looked at Li Yi with a calm look, saying, "This matter has nothing to do with me. The Qin family will not let it go."

The words of the young master Qin undoubtedly threw another huge rock into the already turbulent lake, and this time it set off a storm.

What do you mean this matter has nothing to do with me?

Regardless of whether it is related or not, with his status, being slapped in public, shouldn't he pay it back tenfold or a hundredfold, or even let the other party be unable to live or die?

What does it mean to explain so seriously with a swollen face?

Is this still the lawless young master Qin who forcibly robbed women and only liked prostitutes?

Being slapped in public, he still had to explain so solemnly. This is simply a role model for Kyoto dandies. When selecting the top ten best dandies in Kyoto next year, he will also be nominated!

On the contrary, isn't it a bit too much for the young man on the opposite side to bully an honest dude like this?

Of course, it looks like this on the surface, but at this moment, everyone knows very well in their hearts that this young man who looks unfamiliar to them is probably someone that even Young Master Qin can't afford to offend.

Some people, after carefully flipping through their memories, finally thought of something.

Then they understood that after today, Kyoto will probably be lively again.

"Isn't it you?" Li Yi was stunned, and then said apologetically: "Then I'm sorry, I called the wrong number..."

After that, he turned his head and looked at Wei Junliang and asked: "Then tell me, who is it?"

Being stared at by that cold gaze, Wei Junliang suddenly felt his legs a little weak, and fell to the ground with a plop.