Fang walked out of the house gloomily and wiped his face. There was only a little bit of ash on his face, but it was immediately smeared evenly. His skin, which was not very fair, became three shades darker.
Last night's snowfall was too sudden. Not to mention the pillars, even he himself was freezing. Fortunately, the craftsman had brought the stove over. He wanted to install it immediately. Once the charcoal fire was lit, the house would be warm immediately.
In the end, he hugged the two bamboos and pieced them together for a long time, but he still couldn't make it like the son-in-law's house. In a rage, he kicked the stove. The stove overturned and the charcoal fell to the ground. It almost burned the pillar next to him. He was chased out by his wife with a broom.
He shook his head. It seemed that this kind of detailed work was really not something he could do. He planned to go to the son-in-law's house and ask him how to do it.
Before he entered the courtyard, a figure rushed out from inside and disappeared in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.
It was really a "whoosh". The speed was incredibly fast. Fang was stunned for a while before he recovered. The expression on his face was still a little unbelievable.
"Just now … was the son-in-law?"
After getting the answer from Xiao Huan, Fang's heart was hurt a lot.
He didn't know when it started, but the son-in-law was becoming more and more powerful. Fang felt that his role was constantly decreasing. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before he could only help cut the bamboo and run errands.
Apart from the son-in-law, he received the most dividends from the outside business. Even if he stayed at home every day, he could still earn money that he couldn't earn in a year. Although it felt good to be rich, he didn't feel at ease taking the money.
Seeing that her man came back from the son-in-law's house and quietly fiddled with the stove, Liu-shi originally wanted to mutter a few words, but she swallowed them.
Although she didn't scold him often, and when necessary, she would use the broom to make him remember. But she knew how to behave. After so many years, she knew when to speak and when to shut up.
She wouldn't ask too much about the things between men. At this moment, she could only sigh and silently clean up the charcoal pile on the ground …
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Li Yi ran from home to the street in one breath, gasping for breath. When he looked back and saw that no one was chasing him, he found a roadside stall and sat down to rest.
He didn't know if it was because of the pat from his Second Great Uncle, but his old injuries were almost healed. His lower abdomen didn't hurt anymore, and he felt that his body was in a better condition than before he was injured.
Of course, due to the fact that he had successfully cultivated his True Qi, he seemed to have been a little complacent these two days. He had been too cocky in front of Miss.Liu. He rubbed the part of his butt that was still faintly aching, and finally realized how big the gap between him and Ruyi was.
There was still a long way for him to go if he wanted to turn over the situation and suppress Second Miss Liu in a fair and square manner.
At the moment, he still had to follow the principle of keeping a low profile. The next time he wanted to vent his anger, he would have to pick a time when she was not at home and secretly make a snow sculpture to smash. Today was indeed a little too ostentatious.
He couldn't return home for the time being. Otherwise, he might end up like the snow sculpture just now, so he decided to take a stroll on the street.
It snowed heavily last night, but there wasn't much snow on the main roads of the prefectural city. There was no need for the officials to supervise. Before the sun rose, people started to get up and sweep the snow in front of their houses to the roadside. The shops were even more active. After all, they still had to do business on a snowy day. Life wasn't easy, and one less day of business meant one more day of loss.
At this moment, there were no more snowflakes falling from the sky, and there were fewer people on the streets than usual. In such cold weather, the best choice was to stay at home and not go out.
He passed by the place that sold breakfast and bought two steaming hot steamed buns. The steamed buns here were said to have been sold for decades. The skin was thin and the filling was plentiful. The taste was also passable. After eating the two steamed buns, he no longer felt hungry.
There weren't many people in the shops along the way, but there were a few customers in the taverns. They were the only taverns in the prefectural city that sold hard liquor. The boss behind them was Prince Ning Fu, and it was the source of more than 90% of the family's income.
As he strolled, he strolled into a tiled house. No matter what time it was, there was no lack of people here. There were teahouses, taverns, brothels, and customers coming in and out. It was very lively.
A few temporary brothels had collapsed under the weight of the heavy snow. The performers who relied on the brothels to make a living were cleaning up the scene. It seemed that they hadn't put much effort into building the sheds. Although they weren't sturdy, they weren't so fragile.
The larger brothels didn't have this problem. When Li Yi pushed open the door and walked in, the storyteller Old Man Sun was directing the people to rehearse "Painted Skin". It would be performed in two days, and it was related to whether or not they would be able to eat in the future. They had to get out of bed before the sun rose, and they couldn't go back until very late. However, no one had any complaints.
"Young Master, you're here. Miss Wan isn't here right now. I'll go get her immediately." Old Man Sun saw Li Yi and immediately ran over, smiling.
After reading the follow-up storybook, his attitude towards Li Yi became even better.
"No need, no need." Li Yi waved his hand. He just came to have a look on the way.
The old man seemed to think of something. He took out a small cloth bag from his bosom, which looked bulging and heavy. He said, "Young Master, take this money. I asked some old friends to tell the Jianghu story you told last time. As expected, it's very popular among the Jianghu people. They sent this money here yesterday."
Li Yi waved his hand again and said, "Give the money to Miss Wan. The brothels will open again, and the expenses will definitely be a lot. You keep this money."
Hearing this, Old Man Sun didn't say anything more. They really needed a lot of money these days.
Old Man Sun was puzzled that Li Yi asked him to spread the good story through his friends, who were also storytellers.
Most people in Jianghu were generous. Most of them gathered in the brothels outside the city. They were generous and liked to hear about the Jianghu. They would not be stingy with money when they heard it.
It was a pity that they didn't keep a good story for themselves. At least they could exchange it for some money. It was a pity that Li gave it away for nothing. It was all money …
Old Man Sun couldn't figure out Li Yi's intention, so he didn't think about it. It was not something he should worry about. He sent him out of the brothels and went back to urge those people to hurry up and rehearse.
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"Hey, old man, go on. What is the 72 Evil-Warding Swordsmanship exactly …"
In a temporary shack at the foot of the city wall, a man threw a small piece of silver into the jar in front of him and urged.
The shack was not big, but there were many people inside. Most of them looked travel-worn. It was obvious that they were people who often traveled outside.
After the man urged him to continue, the rest of the people also urged the old man to continue speaking with interest.
Although the old man was old, he still had some eyesight. When he saw a flash of silver light into the jar, the wrinkles on his face bloomed like chrysanthemums. He cleared his throat and continued.
"The 72 Evil-Warding Swordsmanship of the Han family is really amazing. It is a legendary first-class swordsmanship, but few people know about it. First, this swordsmanship is never taught to outsiders. Second, the swordsmanship is fast and strange. No one outside knows the name of the swordsmanship. They only know that the swordsmanship is extremely fast and has reached an unimaginable level …"
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