Li Qinghuan

It was already midnight when we returned to Ji Mansion, Liu Yue timidly followed behind Ji Qing, and looked around quietly after entering the mansion.

Yuan Xi and Ji Qing walked side by side: "Brother, are you alright?"

"It's nothing serious." Ji Qing raised his legs and stepped over the threshold, walked to the table and sat down, "Miss Liuyue, sit down."

Liu Yue didn't dare to sit down, but just stood by the door.

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you." Ji Qing felt a little funny seeing her like this.

Liuyue still shook her head, stubbornly refusing to come in,

Ji Qing sighed, and didn't force himself, and calmly took out the contract of sale from his bosom and tore it into pieces.

Liu Yue opened her eyes wide: "Ji, Mr. Ji, who are you?"

Ji Qing put his hand on his forehead, with a smile on his face: "I already have a wife, and I am very affectionate with him. I just want to be a couple for the rest of my life, and I don't have any dirty thoughts about concubinage. What do you think I bought you back for? "

Liu Yue didn't answer, she was speechless looking at the shredded paper, tears fell from her eyes and hit the ground one by one.

"Why are you crying? You should be happy, don't cry, in such a cold day, if your face is frozen, Mr. Liu will feel distressed."

After hearing this, Liu Yue quickly wiped the tears off her face with the back of her hand, knelt down on the ground with a 'plop', and kowtowed several times: "Thank you, Mr. Ji! Thank you, Mr. Ji!"

Ji Qing yawned: "Stop kneeling, get up. I'll send someone to clean up a room for you. You can live in Ji's mansion first. After a few days, I'll invite Mr. Liu from your house. Let's discuss it again, whether you want to go with him or stay here, I can still afford to raise a little girl like you, but I'm afraid that it will ruin your reputation if it gets out."

Liu Yue bent down to Ji Qing and kowtowed twice: "Young Master Ji is too worried, Liu Yue is a brothel girl, how can she have any reputation at all?"

Ji Qing frowned and said: "Whether you have a reputation or not is up to you. The deed of selling your body has been torn up. You are free now. If that Mr. Liu of your family is sincere to you, he probably won't care if you are killed." I brought this matter back, but in the future, if he wants to marry you in a sedan chair, you must pay more attention to it."

Liuyue still buried her head and sobbed softly, the tears still didn't stop, Ji Qing looked at him helplessly, and said in her heart that she didn't know if she listened or not.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji, for your kindness and virtue, Liuyue can't repay you. If you need Liuyue in the future, you must tell Liuyue. Liuyue swears to serve you."

Looking at the crying little girl in front of him, Ji Qing suddenly felt a headache.He looked at Yuan Xi with eyes asking for help.

Yuan Xi understood, took two steps forward and forcibly pulled Liuyue up: "Miss Liuyue, don't cry, this Mr. Ji hates little girls crying."

Liuyue was dragged by him by one arm, and she seemed a little at a loss: "Yes, is it?"

Yuan Xi nodded solemnly, pulled Liu Yue to a chair and sat down.

"You don't have to pay too much attention to saving you. First, he is not short of this little money. If you keep telling him that you want to repay your kindness, he will find you annoying. Second, you are only saved because you are his young master." The sweetheart of your friend, in other words, I saved you just to please the little prince who is on top of his heart."

Ji Qing raised his head and asked in confusion, "Yuan Xi, what are you talking about?"

Yuan Xi shrugged: "Isn't it?"

Ji Qing was silent for a moment, and found that he had no room to refute.

"Okay, it's late at night, let's go to bed early." Ji Qing stood up, expressionless. "Come on."

Someone came in from outside the door: "What's your order, Young Master?"

"Clean up a wing room for this girl and take her to rest."

"Yes."

Ji Qing had been busy all day, and now he was exhausted physically and mentally. After he settled Liuyue, he went to Zhanlu Garden to rest.

The next day was New Year's Eve, Yuan Xi and the butler took the servants in the house to buy a lot of New Year's goods, they also posted couplets at the door, and hung red lanterns on the corridor.

Yu Du was extremely cold this winter, Yuan Xi thought about it, and added new cotton coats to the servants in the mansion. A large group of people gathered around the yard to share the new year's goods, which was much more lively.

The snow fell more and more heavily, and in the evening, Ji Qing returned to Ji's Mansion with a snowstorm all over his body.

The DPRK and China have a lot of things this year, and major reforms and government orders continue. The New Year's Eve is still in full swing. Officials in the DPRK and China want to clean up this year's mess before the end of the year, and have a new look next year.

Everything was arranged in sevens and eights, and when I came back to my senses, I realized that it was already New Year's Eve.

It has to be said that Emperor Xuande was a diligent monarch, and he didn't want to rest during the Chinese New Year, but he really couldn't bear the complaints from the court officials, so he gave him a day to rest-no need to go to court on the first day of the lunar new year.

In previous years, there were three days of rest before and after the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, but this year it added up to one day. All the officials often scolded Emperor Xuande for his inhumanity in private.

Ji Qing felt nothing, and returned to Ji's mansion after finishing what he should be busy with.

Yuan Xi leaned against the stove and ate melon seeds. When he saw Ji Qing came back, he quickly waved: "Brother, come quickly, I'll warm the wine for you. Today's New Year's Eve, I can allow you to drink a little."

Ji Qing shook his head and refused: "No, I'm going to Pingyao, will you come with me?"

Yuan Xi turned pale with shock, and stood up: "What did you say?"

"I said, I'm going to Pingyao, will you come with me?" Ji Qing patted the snow off Shen's body, and repeated what he said just now.

Yuan Xi slowly frowned: "Senior brother, I think you are really tired of working, you think your life is not enough, right? You only came back on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month with such heavy snow, and now you have to bear such a heavy snowfall." the snow rushing over?"

Yuan Xi was really a little angry. Although he was asking this question, his tone was tinged with anger.

Ji Qing lowered his eyes and turned his head away.

"Senior Brother, I won't let you go today. If you want to leave, beat me to death first." Yuan Xi sat down again, knocking on melon seeds and said.

Ji Qing sighed, took off his cloak, and sat by the fire: "Forget it."

Yuan Xi heaved a sigh of relief, to be honest he didn't expect Ji Qing to compromise so easily, just now he was ready for a fight, Ji Qing was stubborn, Yuan Xi was no match for him.

Ji Qing picked up the wine that was warming on the stove, picked up a wine glass and poured most of it. The wine was chilling from Master Shisan. It's full of mellow aroma, He Li must miss this taste.

It's okay when he's busy, but when he's free, Ji Qing's mind is full of He Li, but the injury is really serious, and Yuan Xi is guarding here again, so he can't mess around anymore.

"Any more?" Ji Qing broke the silence.

Yuan Xi asked in confusion, "What?"

Ji Qing put down his wine glass: "Han Xin."

Yuan Xi pointed to the wine jar on the stove: "Isn't it?"

Ji Qing: "I'm talking about the unopened ones."

Yuan Xi nodded: "The Thirteenth Lord sent someone to send over half a car, there are still a lot."

Ji Qing: "Send someone to deliver a few altars to Master and the others."

Yuan Xi: "OK." .

Pingyao is much more lively than Yudu. The whole village is decorated with lights and festoons. A group of vigorous men gather together to drink and chat, which makes the whole winter a lot warmer. Qin Yang has not seen anyone for several days. Kan came back in the evening and asked the people in charge of the village to gather everyone to drink and celebrate.

Yuan Qingyang is a character who can let go wherever he goes, and he quickly became friends with the group of men, drinking and chatting together, not knowing what they talked about, and getting up from time to time to make gestures.

He Li was forcibly dragged to chat, and he drank more than one pot. He was already a little tired at this time, and sat on the chair with his arms folded, watching them chat, and was amused from time to time.

After staying in the room for a long time, I suddenly felt a little stuffy, and the scene in front of me gradually became very unreal, even a little blurry.In a daze, He Li stood up. He heard himself saying that he wanted to go out to take a breath. Yuan Qingyang smiled and waved his hand, asking him to add some clothes.

He Li nodded, stood up unsteadily, opened the door and left the house.

A gust of cold wind hit his face, and He Li was shocked by the blowing. Only then did he regain his senses and realized that he forgot to add some clothes.

Perhaps it was because of drinking that He Li's thoughts became a little dull. He stood holding the door for a long time before he realized that he should go back and add some clothes, otherwise Ji Qing would feel distressed when he found out.

Thinking like this, He Li pushed the door open again.

The people in the room were blown head-on by the cold wind, and they all turned their heads to look at He Li blankly.

He Li was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the cloak hanging by the door: "Sorry, get some clothes."

A group of men grinned and said "it's okay" and "it's okay".

He Li breathed a sigh of relief, quietly exited and closed the door.

After wandering around for a while, the wine finally woke up a little bit, and it was only after he woke up that He Li suddenly realized that something was not right—he seems to have lost his way? !

He Li sighed, and thought it was a bit funny after thinking about it carefully.At this time, everyone was drinking. Wouldn't he spoil people's spirits by yelling?

So he stood there and thought for a while, then walked along the path in front of him, thinking that in such a big village, he could always meet people.

Walking and walking, they came to the kitchen of the village. The lights were still on in the kitchen. He Li stepped forward two steps and pushed open the half-hidden door.

Inside the house was an old woman who seemed to be the cook in the cottage.The mother-in-law probably didn't expect anyone to come here at this time, and she seemed a little surprised.

He Li entered the kitchen and closed the door with his backhand, and said very politely, "Hi, mother-in-law."

The mother-in-law looked very kind, and greeted him with a smile: "Young master, come and sit down?"

He Li nodded, dragged a small bench from the side, and sat down by the stove: "Thank you, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, what are you kneading dough for?"

As soon as He Li came in, he noticed a small table next to the stove with dough on it.

"Make dumplings, young master, we have to eat dumplings on New Year's Eve." The mother-in-law said while rolling out the dough.

He Li suddenly realized that dumplings were also eaten in the former palace, but what he ate was cooked, and he never knew how dumplings were made.

"Mother-in-law, can you teach me?" He Li asked expectantly with his eyes shining.He wanted to make it for Ji Qing and his grandfather after he learned it.

The mother-in-law smiled slightly and said, "Of course."

He Li rubbed his hands happily: "What should I do?"

The mother-in-law pointed to the bucket next to her: "Young master, wash your hands first?"

"Oh, good." He Li nodded, and hastily washed and dried his hands, "And what about mother-in-law?"

"Young master, wait." The mother-in-law smiled, turned around and took a pot of stuffing from the stove next to it, put it on the table, and took a small ball from the dough, flattened it with a rolling pin and handed it to him.

He Li took the dough with both hands, a little at a loss: "This..."

"Young master is optimistic."

The mother-in-law also picked up a piece of dough, scooped a spoonful of fillings on the dough, then gently folded the dough in half, then pinched it hard, and when she let go, it became a dumpling.

He Li was stunned, stunned, and imitated that mother-in-law, scooped up a spoonful of stuffing and put it on the dough, then folded it in half, pinched it hard, and then the dough was crushed, and the stuffing was also on his hands.

Seeing this, the mother-in-law was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled: "Young master looks weak, but his hands are not weak."

He Li was a little embarrassed, but fortunately he was thick-skinned enough, so he just smiled.

The mother-in-law was not annoyed, and patiently taught him several times.

Facts have proved that He Li just can't do this kind of meticulous work. After crushing a few dumpling wrappers and still getting nowhere, he sighed deeply and gave up.

The look of helplessness and unwillingness to admit defeat made the mother-in-law giggle.

He Li threw the dough in his hands on the table, folded his hands and started chatting with his mother-in-law.