"Young Master, look over there. Isn't that Old Master?" Xiao He pointed at a nearby shop.
"That's Daddy! That's Daddy! Big Brother, let's go see Daddy!"
Lan 'er glanced in that direction and immediately grabbed Li Zexuan's hand as she cheered.
Actually, after Xiao He finished speaking, Li Zexuan saw that the person was his father. The shop had a signboard with the words "Li Jicheng Clothing Shop" written on it. His father was talking to a middle-aged scholar with his back facing them.
Seeing that Lan 'er wanted to look for his father, Li Zexuan could only let her pull him in that direction. Li Zexuan was now completely obedient to his younger sister.
When the group of people was about to reach the clothing shop, Lan 'er let go of Li Zexuan's hand and ran towards Li Jingmo.
"Daddy, Daddy, Lan 'er is here to see you."
The little girl was bouncing around like a beautiful butterfly.
Hearing the sound behind him, Li Jingmo hurriedly turned around and saw his daughter bouncing over.
When Li Jingmo was talking to the middle-aged scholar, his face was originally very serious. However, when he saw his daughter, his face instantly melted and a smile blossomed on his old face. Worried that his beloved daughter would fall, he quickly went forward and held Lan 'er's small hand. Bending down, he patted Lan' er's head and asked worriedly,
"Lan 'er, why did you come here alone?"
"Lan 'er came with Big Brother!"
After saying that, she pointed at Li Zexuan who had just entered the door.
Only then did Li Jingmo see Li Zexuan and his group. His heart was slightly relieved. Thinking about how he had been pinched by his wife this morning because he had said a few words about his son in front of his wife. Even now, the soft flesh on his waist was still faintly aching. He couldn't help but want to rebuke this brat.
"Oh, Xuan 'er, you're up so early? Why don't you sleep more? "
When Li Zexuan saw Li Jingmo's heartfelt love for Lan 'er, he was still sighing at how warm this family's atmosphere was. However, when he heard his old man's sarcastic words, he couldn't help but look outside the door. Seeing that the sun was shining brightly outside, it was almost two or three o' clock in the afternoon in modern times, he couldn't help but feel speechless. He didn't expect to be scolded by his old man for sleeping in in the morning.
Naturally, he didn't know that his father had been pinched by his mother this morning because he had slept in. Li Zexuan coughed dryly, wanting to change the topic as soon as possible.
"Father, what are you doing here today? Do you want to buy clothes for your mother? "
When he saw that this shop was a ready-made clothing store, he thought that his father was here to buy clothes for his mother. He didn't expect his father to be so affectionate towards his mother, hehe.
"Brat, this is my family's shop. Do I need to buy anything here?"
When Li Jingmo heard Li Zexuan's teasing words, he knew that this brat was up to no good, so he said angrily.
Lan 'er, Xiao He, and Xiao Xi at the side couldn't help but laugh. Ah Fu and San Bao didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so they lowered their heads to hold back their laughter while looking at the ants on the ground.
Li Zexuan was even more embarrassed. He quickly said, "Then why did father come here today?"
After scolding his son, Li Jingmo's mood improved a little.
When he heard that, he said, "Father came to Xi City today to check the accounts of our family's shops. This is the last shop. You guys wait at the side first. Once I'm done, we'll go home together."
Although Li Zexuan wasn't willing to wait, he didn't want to provoke his father now, so he quickly agreed.
At this moment, the middle-aged scholar walked over with the account book and said to Li Jingmo, "Brother Li, I've already checked the accounts of this shop.
"Brother Li, this Xu has just finished checking the accounts of this clothing store, but there's still something that doesn't match up. As for where exactly it doesn't match up, this foolish brother really can't find out. I'm ashamed."
When Li Zexuan heard this person call his father Brother Li, he was a little surprised. He thought that this person was the bookkeeper of the shop.
Li Zexuan then introduced him to Li Zexuan, "Xuan 'er, this is Mr. Xu Hongzhi. He's an old friend that I made when I traveled to Chang' an in my early years. Mr. Xu studied under Dr. Liu of the Imperial College. He's a real master of mathematics. You have to learn from Mr. Xu. I also invited him to help me check the accounts today. "
When he heard that it was his father's good friend, Li Zexuan also gave his father some face. He quickly cupped his hands and bowed, looking as if he had been looking forward to meeting him for a long time.
"Hello, Mr. Xu. I've admired Mr. Xu's talent for a long time."
Mr. Xu smiled reservedly and said, "You flatter me!"
However, his expression clearly showed that he enjoyed Li Zexuan's flattery. Scholars were always somewhat arrogant.
After seeing that his son and Mr. Xu had finished greeting each other, Li Jingmo returned to the topic at hand. He frowned and said to Xu Hongzhi,
"Even Mr. Xu can't find out where the problem is. What should we do?"
Xu Hongzhi was a little ashamed at this moment. His old friend trusted him, but he had failed him.
He explained, "The person who made the accounts is also a master of mathematics. I have little talent and knowledge. It's really difficult for me to find the loophole in the accounts in such a short time. I've really failed Brother Li. I'm ashamed."
When he heard this, Li Jingmo hurriedly said, "Sir, please don't blame yourself. It's all that old thing's fault for making fake accounts."
After saying this, he angrily said to the middle-aged man in gray standing by the door.
"Wang Zhengkun, how dare you! This old man handed this shop over to you to manage, but you falsified the accounts to fool this old man!"
"Master, I've been wronged. I've been wronged. How could I dare to deceive you?"
When the middle-aged man in gray heard this, he immediately bent over and complained tearfully.
Li Jingmo clearly knew that there was a problem with the accounts, but he couldn't find any evidence. Since the other party refused to admit it, he couldn't beat him into a confession. Li Jingmo was very depressed.
"Father, let me take a look at the accounts!"
At this moment, Li Zexuan suddenly came forward and said. His father could make up a few things in private, but he couldn't stand others maliciously deceiving his father. Li Zexuan still respected and loved his father very much.
Seeing that the old man next to him wanted to use this number game to fool his father, Li Zexuan couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Humph, you dare to play math with me? I'll let you know why the flowers are so red today.
When he heard that his son wanted to help him, although Li Jingmo was touched, he couldn't help but frown.
"Xuan 'er, don't mess around. What do you know about mathematics?"
Even Mr. Xu couldn't find a problem with the accounts, how could his son, who had never gone to school, do it?
"Father, Master has not only taught me martial arts for the past eight years, but he has also taught me arithmetic and the art of investigation. Master is very knowledgeable and can be considered a master in many aspects. Father, please let me try." Li Zexuan tried to convince his father.
Fortunately, his master was considered an expert. Ordinary people rarely came into contact with him, so no one knew what his master was capable of.
Li Jingmo couldn't help but hesitate: "Then Xuan 'er, you can try."
Li Zexuan took the accounts book and walked to the counter at the side.
"Xiao Xi, come and grind the ink for this young master."
In his previous life, Li Zexuan's father was only a farmer with a junior high school diploma, but his calligraphy was very good. When he was young, all the couplets at home were written by his father. Li Zexuan also asked his father who taught him. His father said that Li Zexuan's grandfather taught him when he was young. Therefore, although Li Zexuan didn't attend any calligraphy classes when he was young, under his father's urging, he still practiced calligraphy for a few years. The words he wrote were still acceptable.
When Wang Zhengkun saw that Li Zexuan was going to check the accounts, he lowered his head. A trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes as he sneered in his heart:
"Humph, this little brat is overestimating himself. This old man has been doing accounting for so many years. How could you possibly find out?"
At this time, Xu Hongzhi also walked over with interest. Although he didn't believe that this young man's mathematical ability was better than his, this young man was his good friend's son. He could give him some pointers and treat it as helping a younger generation.
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