Li Qinghuan

He Li sneered: "Can you find me and live till now?"

Baozi thought for a while and found that he couldn't refute.

He Li looked towards him: "You wait for me here for a while, I'll go and have a look."

Baozi nodded: "Of order."

He Li walked slowly along the bookshelves by the wall while looking at them, and when he saw something he was interested in or he hadn't seen, he picked it up, flipped through it, and then wrote down the location and put it back.

The few rows of wooden shelves on the bottom floor are mostly masterpieces of sages. He Li read most of them when he was a student with his husband when he was young, so there is nothing new.

Except for a few rows of wooden shelves on the bottom floor, the rest of the shelves were built too high. He Li followed the wooden ladder by the wall to the wooden path on the second floor. He Li was much more interested in the books on the second floor. There are a variety of martial arts classics, and the other half are various folk legends.

He Li couldn't put it down to these martial arts classics. For hundreds of years, these books were burned to the very last, and many of them became orphans. Many He Li only read by chance in the history books of previous dynasties.Now that the broken books were displayed in front of his eyes, he couldn't express his excitement and regret.

The few books I bought from Ji Qing earlier were also neatly placed on the wooden shelf. He Li couldn't help stretching out his hand, gently wiping off the thin dust on the old books with his clean fingertips, and sighed softly. Take a breath.

After staying for a while, He Li followed the wooden ladder to the top floor of the attic. The books on this floor were much less than those on the first two floors, and they were much newer. All the books had no titles, so He Li picked up one at random. Flipping through the pages, he looked carefully at the content above, and found that it was written on policy theory, with clear handwriting and a little esoteric content. He Li didn't quite understand these, so he put it down after reading a few sentences.He picked up another book, the handwriting on this book was the same as the one just now, it should be from the same person.

However, the content of this book is different from the one just now, it is about some military strategies.

He Li then flipped through a few more books, and found that the content was different, but the handwriting was the same, it seemed that they were all written by the same person.

He Li is so knowledgeable about the past and the present, and has a brilliant literary talent, that He Li really can't think of anyone other than Ji Qing and his mentor Zhao Fangren.

He Li put down the book and returned to the ground along the wooden ladder.

Baozi has been obediently waiting for him at the same place, and when he saw him coming down, he leaned forward happily: "My lord, have you finished watching?"

He Li nodded: "Let's not read it today, let's go back first."

Baozi nodded, untied the key around his neck and handed it to He Li: "My lord, you take this key. The beautiful brother said that you can come whenever you want."

He Li took the key and put it in his arms: "Okay."

After the two left the library, Baozi turned around and locked the door: "Master, do you want to go somewhere else?"

He Li asked: "Do you know where your beautiful brother's study is?"

Baozi patted his chest: "Of course I know! I'll take you there."

He Li nodded: "Let's go."

He Li stayed in Ji's mansion for a few days and found that Ji Qing is really particular about him. Zhan Luyuan said that a residence is a residence, and a residence is a place to relax, but he never does anything that makes him less relaxed. Bringing into Zhanlu Garden, such as books, there is not a book, not even a piece of paper, or a pen in the entire Zhanlu Garden.

According to his temperament, since the study is not in Zhanlu Garden, it is impossible to get too close to Zhanlu Garden.

Baozi has stayed in Ji Mansion for more than a year, and he knows this huge mansion well.

He familiarly led He Li to turn left and right in the mansion, and arrived at Ji Qing's study in a short while.

The study room was regarded as an important place for the civil servants of the Great Wei, so as He Li expected, there were guards at the door of the study room.

Baozi moved closer: "Brother, can you go in?"

The man raised his hand and tapped Baozi's head: "You little bastard, it's not like you don't know that you can't go in without Mr. Ji's order."

Baozi shook his head: "It's not me who wants to go in, it's my Young Master He."

He Li stretched out his hand and pulled the bun: "Forget it, if you can't enter, forget it."

Before Baozi had time to speak, the guard at the gate spoke: "You can't go in, Mr. He can, Mr. Ji has ordered, Mr. He can't stop you no matter where you go."

He Li took a step forward and said with a smile, "I'm interested."

The guard was stunned when he saw He Li's face clearly, and then asked in surprise, "His Royal Highness King Yu?"

He Li didn't react for a while when he heard him call that.

The man moved closer: "It's me, Your Highness! I'm Zheng Chong."

He Li: "Zheng Chong?"

Zheng Chong said excitedly: "Your Highness, don't you remember me? I'm the one you punished to clean the stables in Yuncheng? Don't you remember me?"

After he reminded He Li, he remembered that at that time he and his brothers were told to go to the palace to work as servants after sweeping the stables. Later, a transfer order was issued to bring him back to Yu, and he didn't care about it anymore. One after another Unexpectedly, he forgot about Zheng Chong.

Thinking of this, He Li felt guilty, and quickly said: "I'm sorry, I've messed up too many things during this time, I was a little busy and forgot."

Zheng Chong was straightforward, and said boldly: "It's nothing, it's not a big deal!"

He Li heard what he said, smiled, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Zheng Chong replied: "Master Ji said that you came to Ji's mansion, and asked me and my brothers to come here as errands. We saw you and Mr. Ji often together in the state government before. I guess you two have a good relationship. He had no reason to lie to us, so here we are."

He Li nodded: "I see."

Zheng Chong asked puzzledly: "My lord, isn't your surname Song? Why did you become Mr. He?"

Baozi's face changed, and he grabbed Zheng Chong's clothes: "Don't ask Brother Zheng."

Zheng Chong was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Baozi winked at him again: "Stop talking about Brother Zheng."

Zheng Chong reacted, and quickly said: "Oh, yes, Your Highness, please come in."

He Li nodded, opened the study door and entered the room.

Indistinctly, he heard Baozi whispering to Zheng Chong: "Brother Zheng, don't call him His Royal Highness Prince Yu anymore."

Zheng Chong lowered his voice: "Why?"

Baozi whispered: "Anyway, just don't yell, this matter will not be clear for a while."

Zheng Chong: "Oh, good."

He Li listened to Baozi whispering to Zheng Chong, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he thought: "This little brat is quite sensible."

He walked to Ji Qing's case and sat down, flipped through a few pages of his handwriting, and was basically sure that the handwriting in Zangshuge was written by Ji Qing.

He just stuffed back the paper he had pulled out, but accidentally pulled out another piece of paper.

He Li took a closer look, and saw a few lines neatly written on the paper:

"The sky breaks through the mist to reflect the clear face, and the clothes are as white as snow to leap over the world. The white crane raises its head and sings softly, but it is the first king when it is alive."

At the end, the three characters "Li Qinghuan" are inscribed at the end.

It was Ji Qing's handwriting. He Li read it carefully twice, but he didn't understand why. He thought it might be Ji Qing's handwriting to practice his pen, so he put the paper back without thinking too much.

He Li tidied up the pen, ink and paper on the case, got up and walked around the room again.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a painting hanging on the wall.

That painting was given by Ji Qing as a thank you, but Ji Qing didn't expect him to hang it up.

He Li thought for a while, then looked at the case table, and sure enough, the brush washer on the case table was also the white jade brush washer that was given to him at that time.

He Li's eyes were instantly filled with a smile, there was no particular reason, it was because the paintings hanging on Ji Qing's wall were his gifts, and the brush washers on the table were his gifts. Just like this, he couldn't say no. happy out.

He opened the door with a smile and walked out of the study. Baozi and Zheng Chong were surprised when they saw his appearance, Baozi said weakly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

He Li was in an inexplicably good mood, and said, "It's nothing."

Baozi looked at the smile on his face, and thought that it was nothing serious, but he still said seriously: "Where else do you want to go, young master?"

He Li thought for a while, and said: "Whatever, you just take me to get familiar with it."

Baozi nodded: "Okay! Come with me, son, brother Zheng, we are leaving! Goodbye!"

Zheng Chong waved his hand: "Goodbye."

Baozi bouncingly led the way, and He Li followed slowly. After a while, the two arrived at the backyard of Ji Mansion.

Baozi led He Li to stand on the porch, while Yuan Qingyang strolled beside Ji Luoyan with a thin stick.

After practicing martial arts for a year, Ji Luoyan's body has improved a lot, and he doesn't look so thin, but it's not much better, he still doesn't look like a teenager.

He Li stopped in the corridor, and stood there looking at the master and apprentice in the courtyard.

He felt that Ji Luoyan didn't look much like Ji Qing. The two brothers and sisters had two completely different looks. Ji Qing should have followed his mother. He was handsome but masculine, and his amber eyes were even colder. When he had a cold face, it seemed that he wanted to reject people thousands of miles away, but when he smiled, his whole face softened, and the gentleness made people feel like spring breeze.

Ji Luoyan is different. Ji Luoyan looks more like Jiming. When his face is expressionless, he always has a murderous look on his face, but he looks a little timid, always seems to be afraid of something. Perhaps it was because she was always beaten when she was a child, Ji Luoyan was always wary of others, and always looked at people with fear.

For example now.

Yuan Qingyang stopped when he saw the two of them coming, and said to Ji Luoyan: "Luoyan, take a break first, come over and say hello to this brother."

He Li cupped his fists and bowed: "He Li met Uncle Yuan."

Yuan Qingyang waved his hand: "There is no need to be too polite."

He Li withdrew his hand and bent down: "Luoyan, my name is He Li, you can call me brother."

Ji Luoyan had met him a few times, so he was not so wary of him, and said softly, "Brother."

He Li said: "Good boy."

As he said that, he wanted to reach out and pat Ji Luoyan on the shoulder, but she dodged him unexpectedly.

He Li withdrew his hand in embarrassment and scratched his head.

Seeing this, Yuan Qingyang quickly explained: "This child has been scared of being beaten since she was a child. No one can touch her except Baozi. A Li, please be considerate and don't care about the child."

He Li smiled: "How come, she is He Ming's younger sister and also my younger sister, how can I care about it."

Yuan Qingyang nodded in relief: "Ji Qing is right, you are pure and kind, and to Ji Qing, you are a good person."

He Li smiled: "Uncle Yuan is too much."

Yuan Qingyang waved his hand: "Just tell the truth. By the way, if you want, you can practice martial arts with Luoyan."

He Li was a little confused by his inappropriate words: "What?"

Yuan Qingyang explained: "Didn't Ji Qing say that you want to practice martial arts? Anyway, you are now a common man, and if you want to learn, I will teach you. Anyway, teaching one is teaching, and teaching two is also teaching."