Cheng Yaojin approached Li Yifu with a curious look on his face and looked at Li Yifu carefully. While looking at it, he was amazed.
"Let me tell you, you have a simple and honest face. You always smile no matter who you meet. You must not be a good person. Sure enough-"
After speaking, he reached out and patted Li Yifu on the shoulder.
"Don't tell me, your face is so good - do you want to follow me? I don't have people like you who are bad and bad..."
Everyone in Li Yifu was stunned.
No, Mr. Su Guogong, are you telling the truth, or are you telling the truth?
Why, I always feel like there are some weird things that don’t sound like good words——
"No, Mr. Su Guogong, you have misunderstood. My husband was joking. I am such a good person, really-"
Cheng Yaojin looked at him carefully and patted his shoulder with admiration.
"When you say this, I am even more convinced that you are indeed a talent——"
Li Yifu:......
Why do you slander someone’s innocence——
Before he finished his rant, he heard his gentleman take it with his tongue.
"Needless to say, when did my vision ever get worse?"
Li Yifu couldn't help but cover his face.
Almost autistic.
I didn't do anything, so why did I leave such a bad impression on Master?
Li Yifu said, I am very wronged.
He stood there helplessly, full of frustration. Just when I was feeling disheartened and wondering if I should change to another foyer, I saw my unlucky man baring his teeth at Shopkeeper Li with great pride.
"With a student like me here, "Datang Evening News" will definitely shine! What's the use of being a Hanlin bachelor? Don't tell me if you don't come, even if you come, you can only be a student like me -"
Li Yifu didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
So, my husband really praised me just now, right?
Right?
But why does it still feel so awkward and heartbreaking?
How much do you look down on the Hanlin bachelors I selected——
Li Shimin couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Li Yifu carefully.
Well, he has a simple face and thick lips. When he was wronged, he didn't dare to talk back. He just stood there honestly with a wry smile on his face.
Is this really fake?
Li Shimin suddenly felt a little heartbroken when he thought of his unlucky son, who was full of praise for Li Yifu and regarded him as his confidant.
If what Zian said is true, then the naughty kid was most likely tricked by others.
However, as an emperor, he naturally doesn't care much about whether this person is shameless or not. There are a few shameless people in the court, so as long as he has the ability and can do things, that's fine.
From now on, I will pay more attention to this Li Yifu.
Li Yifu didn't know it yet, but he had successfully attracted the attention of Shopkeeper Li, who he regarded as an inappropriate person.
The world is vast in the drunk world, and the sun and moon are long in the pot.
Wang Zian no longer remembers when Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin left. It's solid, and it lasts until dawn.
…
Wang Zi'an's housewarming did not cause much commotion.
In addition to the boxes in the back room, I also took a few changes of clothes. Therefore, even the old Uncle Hong next door thought that another guest had come to his house.
Recently, there are always some distinguished guests coming to Zian's house, especially now that he is a Marquis, and even the courtyard is protected by a special army. It is quite normal for it to be lively.
It was so normal that he didn't dare to join in the fun anymore.
Why?
I drank too much yesterday, and if I dare to go forward today, Aunt Hong will show off her power.
Stay at home and be a good cat!
However, it didn't take long for a very special and majestic team to arrive in the shabby little yard of his house.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a fair face and a soft voice, holding a yellow silk ribbon with a scroll, followed by a group of mighty officers and soldiers.
He called the old couple out, held his position, and read to them something completely incomprehensible, then stuffed the scroll into their arms with a smile on his face.
Then tell the old couple that they are rich!
From today on, Old Uncle Hong, also known as Hong Laosan, will be the supervisor of the young craftsman, the court official responsible for the court's farming and mulberry affairs.
Become an official?
The old couple looked at each other as if in a dream.
No, he never dreamed that he could not read a single word and had spent his whole life handling axes and saws, and how could he suddenly become an official of the imperial court——
"This - are you kidding me? Can someone like me, Hong Laosan - cough, be an official?"
Old Uncle Hong's cautious posture almost startled the chamberlain who went to convey the order. He checked Old Uncle Hong's identity information again and again, and then felt relieved.
If the imperial edict is given to the wrong person, the joke will be big.
"Young Master Hong is really joking. His Majesty has noticed your talents. I'm afraid you will become famous in the future——"
Uncle Hong subconsciously stroked the bright yellow scroll in his hand, feeling dizzy.
Am I now an official?
It turns out that being an official is so simple, just swing an ax and pull a saw, and that's it?
Thinking of this, Old Uncle Hong immediately felt proud.
What does this mean?
It shows that our old Uncle Hong’s craftsmanship is so good that even the emperor knows about it!
The sense of pride comes up and people become more confident.
Even the voice was a bit louder.
He stepped forward and grabbed the sleeve of the eunuch.
"What's your surname? I'm lucky along the way. So, let's go in and have a sip of tea -"
The chamberlain delivering the order looked at Old Uncle Hong's rough hands holding his sleeves, and then at the pitch-black table and coarse porcelain bowls in Old Uncle Hong's hall. The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly, and he quietly rolled up his sleeves. He pulled it back and laughed dryly.
"You're so polite, Mr. Hong. I still have the emperor's orders, so I won't bother you anymore. I'll say goodbye. I'll say goodbye. By the way, I'm busy with government affairs now. I would like to ask Mr. Hong to take office without further delay."
After saying that, he ran away as if running away.
Hong Shaojiang’s family is really, really down-to-earth!
Joy falls from heaven!
The old couple hurriedly put on the official clothes on their bodies, turning left and right, you touched it, I touched it, it was so beautiful!
The old couple had fun for a while, and Uncle Hong woke up first.
"Well, old lady, I'll go on errands first - well, I'm busy with government affairs, so I can't delay it. I'll go take a look quickly, don't let people say that we are in Canada..."
After saying that, Uncle Hong got on his little donkey and took office happily.
He didn't react until he reached Yanxi's door.
Where is the yamen that will serve as prisoner?
Just when he was scratching his head and wondering whether he should ask a soldier to ask, he turned around and saw a familiar figure.
"Yo——Old Wen, what are you——"
Looking at the red old face sitting on the donkey's butt burned by the fire, Old Uncle Hong couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.
PS: Around 12 o'clock, there will be another chapter, but the third chapter feels a bit colder. If I don't have it today, I will definitely make it up tomorrow. -_-||
