On New Year's Eve, the Li family was all drunk.
Even Cui Jie, who had never drank alcohol, quietly picked up Li Qinzai's wine cup and took a few sips. When Li Qinzai noticed, Cui Jie's cheeks turned red and she spat out her tongue in embarrassment.
Qiao'er was obviously crazy about the crowd. The more people there were, the more excited she became. She jumped up and down at the reunion banquet, getting carried away with herself. In the end, she actually jumped on the low table and danced.
Li Qinzai finally couldn't help it anymore. Why don't you beat your children during the Chinese New Year? Hehe, Li Siwen wanted to beat him while playing mahjong.
Li Siwen wanted to beat his son, why couldn't Li Qinzai beat his son?
The same family, the same destiny.
After being spanked a few times, Qiao'er suddenly became well-behaved. She sat at the table respectfully, eating and drinking conscientiously. Her etiquette was thoughtful and perfect, and she was even more perfect than a gentleman.
That's right, if the tree is not cultivated, it will not grow straight, and if the person does not beat it, it will just chirp.
After the reunion dinner, Li Ji took advantage of the wine to encourage his family to play mahjong. The old man seemed to be addicted to this thing.
But Li Ji very resolutely refused Li Qinzai's participation, saying bluntly that I don't play cards with deadbeats, and I can't afford to embarrass anyone.
Li Qinzai led his wife and children back to his small courtyard.
It was getting late, and Qiao'er fell asleep in confusion over Huhu. After placing him in his room, Li Qinzai and Cui Jie returned to the main room.
Under the dim candlelight, the couple looked at each other and smiled.
"My husband has not had enough wine, why don't I have a drink with you?" Cui Jie said with a chuckle.
Cui Jie brought drinks from Shuang Shuang, filled them for each other, then picked up the cups and said solemnly: "Husband, you have worked hard this year, for your country and your family, for your wife and children, and for your parents. You sacrificed your life for righteousness and moved God. Thank you so much, husband, for giving our family such good fortune."
Li Qinzai held the cup for a long time and said: "My wife is running the house and raising my children. I have been working hard for my husband. I am exhausted from the hardships. I don't even have anyone to talk to. I have wronged my wife this year."
Cui Jie's eyes turned red and she said with a smile: "Everyone has their own hardships. It is my great fortune to be able to marry such a heroic figure as my husband. I hope your heart is like mine..."
The couple clinked their glasses and drank in one gulp.
Li Qinzai's heart suddenly surged with all kinds of pride.
Men are very strange creatures. As long as the mother-in-law whispers a word of hard work or a word of distress in her ear, the man will immediately forget about the great grievances he has suffered outside and will continue to torture himself to death tomorrow just to earn more money for his wife and children. .
Be it power or money, if they are given to his wife and children, a man will feel that his efforts are worth it.
No matter how big a person others think of him outside, it doesn't matter to him.
But as long as the mother-in-law said that he was the backbone of the family and the shade tree that could protect his wife and children from wind and rain, a burst of pride and satisfaction suddenly surged up.
This is probably the motivation that marriage brings to men.
Drinking and whispering, the night is long.
On New Year's Eve, they had to stay up late, so the couple passed the time by having a drink.
Li Qinzai talked about what he saw and heard during his mission to the northwest, the life and death trials he experienced, and the purple slave who was urged by Cui Jie to mention.
That night, the couple talked a lot. In the end, they were so drunk that they couldn't remember whether they stayed until dawn. Li Qinzai and Cui Jie hugged each other and fell asleep.
This New Year's Eve is as warm as if spring has arrived early.
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After getting up with a hangover, Li Qinzai hit his head hard.
It was very painful, as if a group of robbers had broken into my mind and were banging on the door.
On the first day of the new year, Li Qinzai decided to do nothing and concentrate on being a salted fish and lie on the bed all day.
Just when I had made up my mind, the housekeeper came to report that there was a visitor.
There are many guests, all acquaintances, and they are old, middle-aged and young.
The veterans in Chang'an are all here, including Qi Bi Heli, Liang Jianfang, Cheng Yaojin, etc., except Su Dingfang who is still killing everyone in Tuyuhun, everyone who is supposed to be here is here.
Li Ji's prestige in the military was very high. Since Li Jing's death, Li Ji had become the number one person in the Tang Dynasty military. Therefore, it was reasonable for the veteran generals to choose to visit him on the first day of the lunar new year.
Not only veterans came, but also middle-aged people, such as Xue Rengui.
Of course, young people are indispensable, such as Xue Na, the dog son of the Xue family, Gao Qi, the grandson of Shen Guogong, Li Sujie, Li Xian, Qi Bizhen, etc., some of Li Qinzai's bastard disciples.
Three generations, old, middle and young, gathered in the British government, and most of them were from military backgrounds.
The front hall of the Duke's Mansion was filled with dust and stones, and the sky was dark. The old generals who were prolific in murdering each other shyly congratulated Li Ji on the New Year.
I don't know how many wronged souls they have carried in their lives. The words of good luck and good luck sounded like a eulogy to Li Ji's memorial tablet, and the dark wind blew in the hall, making people shudder.
However, Li Ji seemed to enjoy the congratulations from the veterans and accepted them calmly. After the veterans finished their congratulations, the next topic was about meat and vegetables. Regardless of whether the New Year was too unlucky, opening his mouth meant good news.
Su Dingfang beheaded many people in Tuyuhun, how many people of the Tuyuhun tribe who were dissatisfied with the king's rule were killed, and how many cattle, sheep and money were plundered...
Li Qinzai picked up the pillars of the front hall and carefully poked his head out, watching these world-famous veterans laughing so boldly and with so much murderous intent that Li Qinzai couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
The three words "Lao Shacai" are definitely not exaggerated adjectives, but purely realistic.
As soon as the laughter subsided, Liang Jianfang inadvertently saw Li Qinzai carefully peeping by the pillars outside the hall, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Young man, don't run away, I have seen you!"
No fool will run away. Li Qinzai is a bright and positive young man, and he has absolutely nothing in common with these old killers.
"The Indestructible King of the Great Village"
Without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the door. Unexpectedly, despite his age, Liang Jianfang was much faster than him. He swooped out like a mouse. Li Qinzai had just taken a few steps and was captured alive by Liang Jianfang.
It was very humiliating to be pinched under his armpit by him. At this moment, Li Qinzai was really like a salted fish that had been stolen by a thief. He had a look of despair on his face and resigned himself to being pinched into the front hall by Liang Jianfang.
As soon as he put him down, the veterans in the hall suddenly became excited. They lined up to pat him on the shoulder and praise him wildly.
"Your Majesty has a good grandson. After returning from this mission, I read the military report and became really jealous..." Liang Jianfang sighed, the jealousy in his eyes was real and sincere.
Then Liang Jianfang gave Li Qinzai a bad idea in front of Li Ji: "My dear grandnephew, one day you will cause a huge disaster and force your grandfather to expel you from the house and become Grandpa Liang's grandson later. How about it? Grandpa Liang will use Ba Li." The big sedan will invite you home."
Li Qinzai hates the cold, have you heard what others said?
Li Ji stroked his beard and smiled, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he had a reserved look on his face.
Qi Bi Heli also sighed: "Your Majesty's grandson has really made great achievements this time. Not to mention the old man Liang, who among the old people in Chang'an City is not jealous that the Young Master has a good grandson who is in his early twenties? He has been granted the title of Marquis, and he has done so entirely on his own merit, without taking any advantage of the family..."
Xue Rengui, who has always been taciturn, also said: "My nephew single-handedly brought Tuyuhun into the territory of the Tang Dynasty. This achievement... I don't know how to put it. At that time, Wei Gong was equal to the Turks, so my nephew may be comparable to Duke Wei."
Only then did Li Ji, who was defeated, had to speak: "Ren Gui said this too much, and we must not mention it again."
