At three o'clock in the morning, Li Qinzai opened his eyes, stretched and let out a long yawn.
The hands and feet stretched out, and the muscles all over the body seemed to have woken up, feeling a sour feeling of pleasure.
Li Qinzai was lying on the bed and couldn't help but move his hands and feet and kicked his legs hard...
As soon as he realized that he had kicked something, he heard a muffled thud. Li Qinzai panicked and hurriedly looked over to check. He was shocked to find that Qiao'er had been kicked under the bed and was sitting on the ground looking around in confusion.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Li Qinzai hurriedly picked him up.
Qiao'er opened her sleepy eyes and said in confusion: "What's wrong? Dad, why did I sleep on the ground?"
Li Qinzai said softly: "You didn't sleep well, so you rolled out of bed."
Qiao'er scratched her head and made a sound, then her face wrinkled and she said with a cry: "Dad, it hurts..."
"Where does it hurt?" Li Qinzai hurriedly checked his head.
Qiao'er pointed to her arms, then her legs, then her belly, feet, neck...
Li Qinzai was speechless: "Were you cut into pieces? Be honest, where does it hurt?"
Qiao'er pursed her lips and said, "My arm hurts."
I looked carefully at his arm. There were no bruises or redness. Then I looked at the height of the bed from the ground. It was about half a meter. As long as it didn't hit my head at this height, there wouldn't be any big problem.
"Qiao'er will be a upright man in the future. This little pain is nothing, so don't be pretentious." Li Qinzai said, rubbing his arm.
I rubbed my arm for a while and it seemed like it no longer hurt.
Qiao'er asked curiously: "Dad, what does it mean to be a 'man who is upright and upright'?"
Li Qinzai wanted to say some great truths, but thinking of Qiao'er's age, he was afraid that he wouldn't understand the great truths, so he said: "Just don't raise your fingers and cry out in pain. That's what women do."
Qiao'er nodded in understanding.
The father and son got up, and the maid dressed them and brought them breakfast.
After Qiao'er had breakfast, she suddenly said happily: "Dad, I heard that we have guests coming to our house. Several of them are about the same age as Qiao'er. I want to play with them..."
"They didn't come to our house just for fun, but since you took the initiative, I won't be polite to you anymore..." Li Qinzai curled his lips and said, "Go find them. Remember, you can't do anything they do." Follow along and don't be lazy, or dad will be angry."
Qiao'er nodded stupidly.
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Starting early in the morning, Li Sujie and other princes, powerful and powerful children were pulling weeds in the yard.
The Li family's courtyard is not big, but there is an abandoned courtyard in the backyard, which is overgrown with weeds.
Originally, this courtyard was prepared for several grandchildren of the family, but the five brothers of Li Qinzai's generation were unwilling to come to this remote place in the countryside, so the courtyard was abandoned.
Today, this courtyard finally ushered in spring.
Labor is the most glorious and simple work. The landlord's son of a bitch must receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants.
Under Li Qinzai's instruction, Manager Song brought everyone to the yard early in the morning and told them that today's task was to pull out all the weeds in the yard.
The oldest of these dandies was eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest was five or six. A group of children squatted in the yard to pull weeds at dawn, complaining as they did so.
"Animals are nothing more than this!" A young man from a powerful family lamented looking up to the sky.
"Animals live better than us. The horses in my stable can only be ridden a few times a month, and most of the time they eat and sleep." Another nobleman said in a dull voice.
The atmosphere became increasingly gloomy and gloomy.
"Aren't we here to study? My dear mother, what does pulling weeds have to do with studying?"
Li Sujie, who was immersed in pulling weeds, said coldly: "It doesn't matter. This is abuse without teaching, but Mr. Li said that we can go back to Chang'an at any time, and you can go back too. No one is forcing you to pull weeds."
"We can't go back, we can never go back!" A young man from a powerful family lamented very artistically: "Last night my father sent a message from Chang'an, asking me to stay here no matter what. If I dare to go back privately or I will be arrested by Mr. Li Drive away, I will really be beaten to death."
"Since we are all staying, let's stop talking nonsense and concentrate on our work. We deserve to be beaten and scolded, and our family will not stand up for us."
There were footsteps behind him, and Li Qinzai took Qiao'er's hand and walked into the yard.
Seeing Li Qinzai approaching, everyone stopped and stood up to look at him. Their eyes were not friendly. After all, they were all pampered dudes who were inexplicably sent to this place to work as coolies. Everyone would have a temper.
Li Qinzai didn't care, he wanted these people to run back to Chang'an with tears in their eyes.
"Tsk, it's so ugly that you all have suffered so much and endured such humiliation." Li Qinzai began to ridicule.
Li Sujie bowed his head first and said, "Disciple, I pay my respects to Mr. Li."
Everyone reluctantly followed and saluted.
Li Qinzai brought Qiao'er in front of everyone and said, "He is my son, Li Qiao. From now on, he will study with you. Don't bully him."
Li Sujie immediately smiled gently at Qiao'er and said, "It's my junior brother. I met him the day before yesterday."
But Qiao'er was not happy anymore and said in a low voice: "It's not junior brother, it's senior brother. I teach the children in Zhuangzi, and they all call me Mr. Xiao."
Everyone was stunned.
Li Qinzai knelt down and looked at Qiao'er and said, "Since you are studying with your brothers and sisters, you should treat them equally. Whatever they do, you must do the same. You can't be special just because you are my son. Do you understand?"
Qiao'er nodded obediently: "Dad, I understand."
Everyone couldn't help but be moved, and felt a little moved in their hearts.
Although this gentleman's mouth is as poisonous as arsenic, he is still very fair after all, and even his own son has no privileges.
Maybe it’s not a bad thing to have such a gentleman to teach you.
The originally bumpy road to study seemed to have... seen a light?
Unexpectedly, Li Qinzai added another sentence quietly, extinguishing that glimmer of hope.
"But if someone bullies you, just tell dad and he will drive him back to Chang'an."
Qiao'er still nodded stupidly: "Okay!"
"When you bully others, just keep a low profile and don't let dad see you. Then you'll be fine."
"Okay!"
Li Qinzai was greatly comforted: "You can pull weeds with them. When you are tired, come to the front yard. Dad has left chicken drumsticks for you..."
"Okay!"
Everyone:? ? ?
What the hell is this human talk? Did you agree not to do anything special?
Even Li Sujie, who had always been docile, couldn't help but twitch his cheeks.
There are many routines in the countryside, I want to go back to Chang'an!
Before Li Qinzai left, his last words finally got to the topic of studying.
"Qiao'er, after they finish pulling the weeds, you teach them to memorize the Nine-Nine Songs. They must memorize it within one day, or get out!"
"You can't even recite the most basic Jiujiu song, and you have the nerve to show off your prestige as a son of a powerful person with a shameless face, you're a waste!"
After speaking, Li Qinzai turned around and left.
The weather is getting colder, but the sun is nice today, so I quickly go back to the front yard to put out snacks and glutinous rice, and take advantage of the perfect sunshine to bask in my wasted youth.
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