Ji Shubao was silent for a while. After a while, he couldn't help but said, "Go and learn with Master Ming."
"That's a lot of trouble, madam." Ji Zhenzhen said embarrassedly.
Ji Shubao felt helpless for a while and said: "Your Majesty can't help but frown every time I see your words. Okay, I will write the secret report tonight. Sister, just keep a close watch on my wife."
*
Below, Yi Ming was crying and carrying the pain.
"There is no evil in thinking. Confucius said: Guide it with government, unite it with virtue, and the people will be free from shame... Confucius said: At ten, I am determined to learn, at thirty, I am established, at forty, I am not confused, at fifty, I am Knowing the destiny, at sixty your ears will be attuned, at seventy...seventy..."
He looked at his aunt with tears in his eyes.
Yi Huan asked: "Seventy what?"
"Aunt, aunt, please give me another chance. I will definitely memorize it seriously this time when I go back!"
Mammy held his hand firmly.
Yi Huan did not hesitate, and the bamboo board fell into Yi Ming's palm with a "snap" sound.
"At seventy, you can do what you want without going beyond the rules." Yi Huan said coldly.
After only two blows, Yi Ming's palms became swollen.
Yi Ming said: "I was not born to study. Aunt, please let me go!"
Yi Huan was so angry that he pointed at him with the thick bamboo stick in his hand and said, "Keep memorizing it, Yi Ming, do you think I'm kidding you?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, seventy, seventy and do what you want without going beyond the rules..."
Yi Ming carried it on his back, and Ji Zhenzhen on top followed him.
Yi Mingbei was in endless pain.
He couldn't remember how many times he had been beaten. When he finally finished reciting the Weizheng chapter, his whole hand was swollen.
"Auntie, you are so cruel!" Yi Ming roared in his male duck voice, "You can't control my uncle, so you know how to bully me!"
"Yi Ming, you'd better not let me know that you went to the casino next time. No matter whether you are gambling or not, you can't go!" Yi Huan said sternly.
Yi Ming's eyes were red from crying, "I, I won't go. Isn't it okay if I don't go?"
"You should read the books I sent over carefully. After seven days, you can take back the others. Your hands should be swollen after seven days."
Yi Ming's body trembled.
When he was in the Yi family, his aunt was very quiet and well-behaved, and she especially listened to her mother's words.
How come it’s only been a year since I’ve been married and it’s like this!
Seeing that he was distracted, Yi Huan slapped him with the bamboo board and asked, "Did you hear that?"
"Listen, I heard... Aunt, aunt, can I go home? Mom is still waiting for me at home..."
"Mommies, if brother Ming doesn't study hard at the Yi family, spends three days fishing and two days drying nets, and hangs out with his gangster friends, please come and let me know in time." Yi Huan told the two An old woman had pieces of silver stuffed in her hands.
Mammy smiled and said: "Madam, don't worry, the old slaves will definitely take a good look at Master Ming!"
Yi Ming did not dare to stay for a moment, and left the Lin Mansion in a hurry, climbed onto the carriage, and ordered angrily: "Go! Go quickly! Let the two nuns run back! Hiss, my hand!" "
Yi Mingtong's expression was twisted.
Humph, what the hell, didn’t his aunt just marry into a good family?
Normally, he was always obedient to his uncle, but when it came to him, he became very displeased and would either hit or scold him!
After he finishes the college entrance examination, he will go to the casino to avenge his shame and tell her that his aunt can find a way out even if she doesn't study!
After Yi Ming left, Yi Huan sat dejectedly at the stone table. She glanced at the tea she ordered earlier and saw that the foam had dispersed.
Yi Huan picked it up and tasted it, and it tasted bitter in his throat.
*
Lin Qingpei will be reinstated and return to the DPRK tomorrow.
I am in a good mood today, so I made an appointment with some colleagues to go to Baixianglou to drink and listen to music.
"Brother Lin, congratulations. I know that His Majesty still values you. You are now in charge of the South Camp. If the South Camp were to lose you, no one else would be convinced by that group of soldiers."
"Brother Lin, you are also unlucky. Which of the ministers in the court does not have three wives and four concubines, and whose back house does not have some scandals? Your Majesty would be making too much fuss."
With a smile on her face, Lin Qingpei said: "Don't say that, Your Majesty must have your reasons. I have also learned a lesson this time, and I will definitely act more prudently in the future. This is also a reminder to all my colleagues. "
"Brother Lin, you are only twenty-four now, and you are already a third-rank official. You will definitely have smooth sailing and a bright future in the future."
"Wherever, you and I are officials in the same dynasty. I hope you can take care of me more in the future."
In the private room, Lin Qingpei exchanged glasses with others, and before he knew it, the wine bottles on the table were all empty.
Lin Qingpei drank too much. His face was red from drinking, and his body was full of alcohol smell.
"Mr. Lin, did Mr. Lin drink too much?"
Lin Qingpei stood up unsteadily and asked, "What time is it now?"
"It's still early, it's still early. Mr. Lin, let's drink some more." Zhang Cheng'en, the Minister of Rites, advised.
"No, I have to go back to see my wife tonight."
Master Zhang said displeasedly: "Mr. Lin, I specially invited a few musicians to come over today to entertain us. Their playing skills are really first-rate, no worse than those in the palace. Why don't you go back after listening to the little song? At the time of Caixu, It’s still early, why is Mr. Lin so anxious?”
When Lin Qingpei heard this, he realized that it was indeed still early.
Mr. Zhang said: "I have heard that Mrs. Lin is a virtuous person. I think Mrs. Lin won't mind."
So Lin Qingpei sat down again, holding a wine cup in his hand, and said: "My wife is indeed gentle and virtuous, and she regards her husband as her heaven."
Lin Qingpei drank too much and talked too much. He smiled and said: "The main reason is that she is particularly interested in me. I haven't set foot on her a few times throughout the year and thought she was dull and boring. This time I took a closer look and found out. Those eyes of hers...are really seductive, you know how seductive they are, right? Tsk."
In Lin Qingpei's mind, Yi Huan's eyes were wide open and looking forward to the brilliance. He was really unique in the world.
It was because of those eyes that he no longer felt disgusted with having sex with her.
"Oh? How seductive is this? Is this little girl seducing you?"
Master Zhang waved to Le Ji, who was playing the piano on the stage. Le Ji put down her piano and walked towards them, "Come, stay with us, Master Lin."
Lin Qingpei looked back and saw that Le Ji had a pair of very charming eyes, which was indeed somewhat similar to Yi Huan.
"My servant has met Mr. Lin." Le Ji bowed softly in front of him, her movements full of coquettishness.
A seductive fragrance came from Le Ji's body. Lin Qingpei was stunned, and for a moment he saw the woman in front of him as Yi Huan.
"Who are you……"
He couldn't help but reach out and put his big palm on Le Ji's waist.
The next moment, this soft and frail little beauty fell into her arms and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Sir, my name is Sirou."
The sweet voice captured Lin Qingpei's soul.
Lin Qingpei hugged her, sniffed her vigorously, and said, "Sirou, you smell so good..."
Sirou took a sip of wine, leaned over, pressed her lips against his, and whispered, "Sirou, can you serve the general with wine?"
