"You dare to charge a hundred taels of silver for a pot of tea? Did County Marquis Li forget that I am also an assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"
Of course, he didn't have a hundred taels of silver. Ceng Shichun threw the money bag to the waiter and hurried out. He looked at the figure in front of him and snorted coldly.
Li Yi turned his head and asked, "So what if you are an assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue? Can an assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue leave early all day, slack off, and drink tea without paying?"
Ceng Shichun looked back and said, "If I pursue this matter, this teahouse will not be open tomorrow."
"That's good. I don't need to be merciful. Master Ceng, remember to wear thicker clothes tomorrow. I don't know how your body is. Can you still threaten me like today after being flogged a few hundred times …"
Li Yi smiled indifferently and turned to walk into the yard.
"Wait!"
Ceng Shichun's expression changed. He quickly walked up and stood still. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I still have a few words to say to Master Li …"
Li Yi waved his hand. "No hurry. I will go in and say a few words. You stay here and don't move. If you have anything to say, wait until I come out."
"Hey, Li, why are you back again?" Xiao Cui squatted in the corridor and rubbed a small dudou in the wooden basin. Seeing Li Yi come in, she hurriedly hid the wooden basin behind her and raised her head to ask.
Li Yi glanced around nonchalantly and asked, "Where is your young lady?"
"Young lady is in the studio." She quickly replied and moved her body to protect the wooden basin behind her. Watching Li Yi walk in, she picked up the wooden basin and ran to the back of the house like a gust of wind.
Inside the studio, Zeng Zuimo was bending over the table to paint. At this time, she was painting a key part. Hearing the noise at the door, she didn't look up and said, "Xiao Cui, you are done washing. Help me massage my waist …"
Li Yi was a little surprised. Although some things had been said, the current relationship between the two was still very pure.
Other than the accidental holding of hands, hugging, kissing, seeing her change her clothes, showering … there didn't seem to be anything else, right?
To be honest, they hadn't even held hands under normal circumstances.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and come over. I've been standing here for so long. I'm so sore …"
Li Yi nodded in a daze. He slowly walked over, stood behind her, and placed his hands on her waist.
She had a strong foundation in dancing since she was young. She would also deliberately do some plastic exercises, so the tightness and delicacy of her slender waist could be felt through her clothes.
Li Yi was only absent-minded for a moment before he focused his mind and started massaging.
She usually painted standing up. After a long time, parts like her waist and shoulders would be very uncomfortable. After this busy period, he should teach her some basic martial arts. He didn't expect her to become as powerful as Miss.Liu and the Princess Royal. It would be good enough if she could strengthen her body.
"Xiao Cui, you have made great progress these days. Your technique is also different from before. Where did you learn it?" Zeng Zuimo finally finished this part. She put down the brush and looked over.
"No, it's not 63 …" Li Yi looked at her and asked, "Did you not eat well recently? How did you lose weight again?"
"Ah!" Goddess Luo Shui was like a frightened rabbit. Her body trembled, and she immediately jumped away. She said with a red face, "Why is it you?"
"Xiao Cui is washing her underwear outside, so I came in by myself." Li Yi explained. He glanced at the painting on the table and said in surprise, "Who is this painting? He is so handsome and elegant …"
Zeng Zuimo glanced at him and said angrily, "Bah, shameless. How can you say that about yourself?"
Li Yi frowned and said, "But Nannan, you didn't handle it well here …"
"Where?" Speaking of the painting, she became serious. She walked over again and looked at the painting on the table. However, the next moment, she raised her head and looked at him in disbelief. She asked, "What, what did you just say?"
Li Yi pointed to the painting on the table and said, "I said that you didn't handle it well here."
She looked at Li Yi in confusion, thinking that she had heard wrong. She lowered her head again and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Here, here should be more angular to match the handsome …" Li Yi pointed to a certain outline of the person's face in the painting, then shook his head and said, "But this is not a problem with your painting skills. After all, Nannan, you are best at landscape painting …"
"You … How did you know?" Zeng Zuimo took a few steps back and looked at him with a blushing face. She had long forgotten about the problem of painting skills.
This was her pet name. To be precise, it should be a baby name. As far as she could remember, there were only two or three people who called her by this name, except for her parents.
Li Yi asked in surprise, "What, Nannan?"
"Don't say it!"
"What's wrong with Nannan?"
"Don't call me that …"
"Why, Nannan, Nannan … It sounds nice."
"Ah, Xiao Cui, come quickly, help me shut his mouth!"
…
Seeing Li Yi coming out of the yard, Ceng Shichun, who was standing in place, asked in surprise, "County Marquis Li, what happened to your face?"
"Nothing. If you have anything to say, say it now."
Xiao Cui, that silly girl, didn't know how to behave properly when she was playing. She made threatening gestures and pushed him down on the bed. The two of them were weak, and he couldn't really fight with them. As a result, his face was rubbed red and smeared with a little paint. It took a long time to wash it clean.
When Ceng Shichun walked out of the alley side by side with him, he stopped and turned to look at him, asking, "You … How far have you gone?"
Li Yi knew what he was asking. He looked at him and didn't speak.
"It seems that I asked too much." A hint of understanding appeared on Ceng Shichun's face. After shaking his head, he said solemnly, "Zuimo has suffered a lot in the past ten years. It wasn't easy for her to get to where she is today. Treat her well and don't let her suffer again in the future."
"I will definitely treat her well and not let her suffer again. There is no need to wait until the future."
Li Yi glanced at Ceng Shichun and said, "On the contrary, Assistant Minister Zeng and your Zeng family, please don't do anything unnecessary …"
The great change that the Zeng family suffered more than ten years ago was still a scar in her heart that couldn't be easily opened. Even Li Yi didn't dare to mention those things easily.
Although the Zeng family was small, it had a great impact on her.
Ceng Shichun looked up at him and said, "County Marquis Li, don't forget that Zuimo's surname is Zeng. She is a member of our Zeng family. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to say this."
"That was in the past."
Li Yi looked at him calmly. "It won't be in the future …"
"You …" Ceng Shichun's face showed anger, but Li Yi didn't look at him again and turned to leave.
Watching him get on the carriage, Ceng Shichun stood there for a long time. At a certain moment, the anger on his face disappeared, and a faint smile gradually crept up.
"In this way, I can rest assured." He murmured and turned to leave. The smile on his face disappeared, and he seemed to be in deep thought.
"King of Shu, what a waste of effort …"
In the carriage, Fang tilted his head and looked at him. "Young master, are we going home?"
"Yes …" Li Yi thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to Dong Street first."
"Go to Dong Street?" The sloppy old man opened his eyes and asked, "Why do we go to Dong Street? From here, we almost have to go around half of the capital."
"I told you to go, so go. Why do you talk so much nonsense!" Fang shook the reins, glanced at him, and said in a bad mood.
…
Coming out of Fu Ji, Fang's mouth was full, but he didn't forget to praise, "Young master, the candied fruits of Fu Ji taste really good."
The sloppy old man threw a piece of dried fruit into his mouth and nodded. "Fu Ji's candied fruits and pastries are famous in the capital. More than ten years ago, it should be called Xu Ji …"
"Xu Ji, Fu Ji … why don't we call it Xu Fu Ji from now on."
Li Yi carried the box full of candied fruits and pastries into the carriage. He turned back and pointed to the shop on the side, and said to Fang, "Buy it."
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