Carefree Scholar Chapter 887: Little…mother…

At the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, the woman who beat the drum was once again stopped by the Yamen.

In the street on the side, many pedestrians stopped to watch, pointed at the woman not far away, and whispered.

"I saw her beating the drums here early in the morning, and I don't know what the grievance is?"

"I heard that it seems to be a dead sister, and I heard that the official said that Qin committed something, I am afraid it was not the case of Miaoyinge two days ago."

"The thief's maritime arrest documents were posted all over the street. What else did she come here to make trouble for? Could it be that there are other hidden facts about this case?"

Everyone was talking about it, a trapper quickly walked out of it, looked at the woman, waved his hand, and said, "Take her down!"

"This is the Jingzhao Mansion. Is this your place of mischief?" The arrester gave her a faint look, then turned around and said: "My lord has an order, this woman provokes the majesty of the mansion twice and interferes For official business, bring it in, and take twenty first..."

Then he stepped forward and dispersed the crowd of onlookers on the street, saying loudly: "There is nothing to look at, it's all gone, it's gone..."

Although the big drum in front of the yamen is used by the people to avenge grievances, it should not be knocked indiscriminately and disturb the normal order of the yamen. However, despite this rule, this woman has just lost her relatives, and she can be sad. Being considerate, punishing her in such a way, in the eyes of everyone, it is a little unkind...

However, these things are not something they can arbitrarily discuss. Seeing the woman being brought in, they can only shake their heads and separate them.

"Boss, really want to hit twenty sticks?" A catcher looked at the thin woman and hesitated: "Go down with twenty sticks, what should I do if I kill you?"

"You pig brain!" The catcher banged on his head and said angrily: "My lord said, pay attention to your measure. If you are killed, use your life to fill it..."

The arrester, who knocked his head on his head, was crying, and asked: "What is attention to measure..."

The head catcher waved his hand: "It's okay to mean it. After the fight, take the person to the prison and lock it up. Don't let her come out to make trouble."

After a while, the woman who was so arrested that she had been pressed on the stool, with a bloodless face, had the death of the woman that night appeared in her mind, with a hint of compassion on her face, she shook her head slightly. Beckoned: "Give me the board, I'll come myself..."

When the two arresters pressed the woman into the prison, they felt that they had opened their eyes today. The yamen had been on a job for such a long time, and it was the first time they saw someone who was able to walk to the prison by himself... …

……

"I don’t want any more, no sachets, no lanterns, no poetry..."

Li Yi limped out of Miss Liu Er's room, clutching his butt, and turned around and said: "You can take it if you like it. If you are interested, take it whatever you want, it's all yours..."

Miss Liu Er glanced at him and said faintly: "Who told you not to make it clear..."

Li Yi doesn't want to explain anymore. Isn't what he just said is not clear enough? She owes herself something that a woman wears on her chest. Someone once gave him something besides the sachet. What else?

The bellyband?

She also didn't want to think about it. How could he be such a perverted man, a man of great power?

Miss Liu Er glanced at him again and said: "I owe you the sachet, and I will pay you back in the future."

"Forget it, don't do it in the future, I don't want it..." Li Yi rubbed her still aching buttocks. When did she develop the problem, wouldn't she move to another place?

"You have to ask if you don't want it." After Miss Liu Er said, she tossed her hair, leaving him with a cool back.

Although she said simply, it was already two months after receiving Miss Liu Er's sachet.

Simply give a sachet and just buy one on the street. However, Miss Liu Er is so picky about his gift that even the poem made him re-transcribe a copy. Of course, it will not be so hasty.

The fabric used in the sachet was carefully selected from the collections of fabrics she collected. I heard Xiaohuan say that it took the second lady to choose the spices for three days before embroidering things on it. The piece of cloth was sewn, and during this period, I didn’t know how much was wasted, so I dragged it to the present.

She has a very strong hands-on ability, but when she falls into cooking or female red, it greatly reduces the level of the majority of women. Li Yi holds the sachet sewed by Miss Liu Er , I am very sure that if you wear this one and go out, you will definitely be laughed at by others.

However, seeing the look in Miss Liu Er's eyes, he can only nod without conscience: "Very well, I like it very much."

Ms. Liu Er's somewhat nervous face finally eased, and said: "The first time I sew, there are many things that were not done well, let's make do with it."

Li Yi nodded and said: "There are indeed many places that are not well done, such as some traces of fabric stitching, the color matching is not good, the stitches are thin and dense, and the choice of spices seems to be..."

Miss Liu Er looked at him calmly, "What's the matter?"

Li Yi hung the sachet around his waist satisfactorily, and said: "It seems...there is nothing to be picky about."

No matter how ugly the sachet sewed by Miss Liu Er, it is unique in this world. Either stick to this truth or defeat her and tell her what's wrong with the choice and combination of spices.

Li Yi did not have time to correct her mistakes after 300 rounds of war with her today, because today is the day when Lin Wanru and Lin Yong set off to return to Qi.

The Qi State caravans who came with them left Kyoto as early as after the Lantern Festival. They stayed for more than two months and would not go back. The Lin family’s business in Qi State might be about to change. Up.

About the shop cooperation, I discussed all the details with her a month ago. This time, he will also send a caravan and an **** to **** them to Qi.

The convoy walked to the gate of the city, Ruyi and Lin Wanru were talking, got out of the carriage, patted her hand, and said: "The journey from here to Qi is far away, so sister Lin is careful all the way."

Lin Wanru smiled and said: "Although the journey is far, I have traveled back and forth several times, and these guards are escorting all the way, sister don't worry."

After that, she walked to Li Yi's side, looked at him, smiled, stretched out her palm, and said: "Goodbye..."

Li Yi was stunned, and then stretched out his hand, holding both hands together.

When you touch it, Lin Wanru turned her head, looked at Ruyi, and explained: "This is a kind of etiquette in our hometown~IndoMTL.com~ The name is "Handshake" to welcome someone who has not seen you for a long time or is about to leave. Friends..."

Lin Yong watched this scene in surprise, and after scratching his head, he stretched out his hand to Li Yi and said sadly: "Brother Li, goodbye!"

Li Yi punched his shoulder vigorously and smiled: "What do you do with your face is not missing. After half a year, you are afraid you will have to come to Kyoto again..."

Lin Yong smiled honestly, and said embarrassingly: "It's not that you don't want to part with Brother Li..."

Li Yi smiled and said: "Two big men, don't be so sensational..."

"...I can't bear the meals made by Brother Li!"

After Lin Yong finished speaking, Li Yi was startled, and then waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go..."

He watched Lin Yong get into the carriage with a big laugh, and leaned on the carriage and waved to him. When Lin Wanru bent over and lifted the driving curtain, he looked back and disappeared behind the thick curtain the next moment.

The convoy drove out slowly, until the last car was no longer visible, Li Yi turned his head and said, "Let’s go back."

"Mother..."

The crowd at the gate of the city was surging and the voice was noisy, but both he and Ruyi had a good hearing, how could they not hear this milky voice and some vague voice.

Ruyi looked down at the baby boy, with joy on her face, looked at Li Yi suddenly, and asked, "Msang Gong, did you hear that?"

The six-month-old child, although still unable to understand the language, can already jump out one by one under the deliberate guidance on weekdays. Li Yi sighed and said: "Sure enough, the lady won..."

Li Duan also seemed to feel the joy of Ruyi, shrinking into the swaddle, with a smile on his face, opened his mouth again and made a vague sound.

"Little...mother..."