Chapter 236: Competition

Looking at Yun Niang's unkind eyes, Li Yi tried hard to hold back a smile, but obviously failed.

I can't even straighten my waist when I laugh.

Yun Niang rolled her eyes, and before Wei Qi said more about her, she took someone outside to play.

Eating dumplings on the first night, the big guy was still happy, full of filling, and full.

The next day, everyone was still laughing.

On the third day, they couldn't laugh anymore.

"My lord, I didn't hear that there was a shortage of food in the rice shop." Niu Zhuang still likes to eat dumplings, but he can't bear to eat them every day!

Li Yi indifferently bit the meat filling, "Can rice be as delicious as dumplings?" ”

"My lord, you just poured half a bowl into my bowl." Niu Zhuang looked at Li Yi.

"Really?"

Li Yi put down the bowl, "It should be soon, and I can change it to something else tomorrow." ”

The premise is that Wei Qi should stop Huo Huo flour, otherwise, the inside will really be indigestible.

Because of this, Feng Qi was quite sorry, so he joined the army of eating dumplings.

Eating and talking about Dashan, the relationship between him and Li Yi is a lot closer.

After eating, Li Yi went to Weng's Mansion as usual, and stayed for a quarter of an hour, he was about to get up and leave, and he couldn't trouble others every time.

"Master Si, my lord asked me to take you to the study." The little guy came to Li Yi and said respectfully.

Li Yi raised his eyes, which can be regarded as the end of foreplay and the right topic.

Under the guidance of the little servant, Li Yi entered Weng Jing's study.

Antique, the layout is very simple and atmospheric, and the decoration is only a few calligraphy and paintings.

In the room, in addition to the desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, there are bookshelves.

Weng Jing sat there, and only at the moment when the door closed did he put down the book in his hand.

Looking at Li Yi, he stared for a long time, as if he wanted to see into his heart through his appearance.

Under Weng Jing's gaze, Li Yi was a little cramped, trying his best to straighten his waist and express himself.

"In the future, if there is anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me." For a long time, Weng Jing slowly spit out the words.

Li Yi was overjoyed and said busily: "Master Xie Weng." ”

Beat the snake with the stick, don't look at it just changed the name, but screaming, the name can be determined.

The name is determined, and it is not easy to do anything.

With Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, Li Yi couldn't help but be happy on his face, as if he blurted out unconsciously.

After stabilizing his mood, Li Yi asked Weng Jing about the matter of the Criminal Department.

His ability is not enough to convince the public, so in the Criminal Department, Li Yi seems to be a big official, but in fact, he is a soy sauce player.

The documents, the case files, are basically dealt with at the bottom, and he takes a look.

If it weren't for the emperor's favor, his business ability would have been pulled down as early as the first day.

The words are made up, Li Yi always wants to show his difference, Emperor Chu is not a fool after all.

He's not something to compare to.

Once he is suspicious, it will be difficult to deceive trust.

Weng Jing, a person who has been sitting in the position of the secretary of the Criminal Department for so many years, is right to learn from him.

is discouraged by the second emperor, but for the people, Weng Jing still has a sense of mission.

The Criminal Department is a place where grievances are redressed and justice is upheld for the people, and it should not be reduced to a power arena.

Si Jian has a great righteousness in his heart, the emperor has already placed him in that position, and he is very favored, rather than watching him grope for himself, not being able to do it, and letting the people suffer, it is better to teach carefully.

Even if you change people, in terms of heart, you may not be able to catch up with him.

This is Weng Jing's consideration these days.

Coming out of Weng's Mansion, the corners of Li Yi's mouth raised slightly, and he succeeded in one more step.

Looking in the direction of the palace, Li Yi got into the carriage.

"My lord, I can't contact Wulian and them at all, the spies have investigated a few times, but they haven't found any clues, so it should be more than lucky."

Inspector Division, all of them guarded Zhu Xianzhi and said.

"Transfer everyone back, don't bother there, after being out of contact for so long, there is no possibility of survival."

"It's not easy to deal with this week."

"You have to start with the people around him." Zhu Xian's whip was whipped on the person on the torture rack, and his eyes were surging.

The emperor set up the Eastern Guard, and if he didn't want to be suppressed, he had to make a beautiful rod that they couldn't reach.

"Lady, there are two days left, it is the birthday of the emperor, you say, what kind of gift should I prepare?"

Li Yi leaned back in his chair and spoke very lazily.

"It should not be too valuable, it should be limelight, and it should not be too light, the middle is the best, and the celadon vase I bought a few days ago is very good."

"Intimate." Li Yi pulled Yunniang into her arms, "There is a good wife in the family, and there is really no need to worry about anything." ”

"In the evening, do you want to come to my house, so that I can repay one or two." Li Yi rubbed Yun Niang's ears.

Yun Niang rubbed his face, couldn't help laughing, wrapped her arms around Li Yi's neck, Yun Niang kissed her, "Bear with me, otherwise, give you a concubine?" Yun Niang's eyes flowed.

"Less temptation, I won't be fooled." Li Yi hummed.

Yun Niang chuckled, straightened Li Yi's clothes, and went outside to take care of Wei Qi.

She is really inseparable, and she can't even see red.

That kind of panic and screaming, Yun Niang was sad and distressed.

"Uncle, Doctor Xun asked you to go." The little guy whispered outside the door.

Li Yi answered and got up to go over.

"The man has arrived." As soon as Li Yi came, Qiu Fei said in a deep voice.

Li Yi's eyes lit up suddenly, looking forward to the stars and the moon, but he came.

"This is a letter to you."

Qiu Fei sent five letters to Li Yi, written by Lu Li, Xiao Qingyue, Wen Yuan, Xiao Zhen and Yin Cheng.

Xiao Qingyue and Wen Yuan are family letters, Lu Li talked about the development of Daqian, and what kind of situation is in the DPRK, the last page, well, finally a wife's role.

Li Yi stroked the paper, imagining the appearance of Lu Li writing a letter, with deep longing in his eyes.

Xiao Zhen's letter ...... A large section of the article was spitting on him, and Li Yi couldn't help but lean farther away, always feeling that the spit would squirt out.

Xiao Zhen scolded and introduced him to the situation of the forbidden army dispatched, so that Li Yi couldn't block some words if he wanted to.

After reading it, Li Yi wiped the non-existent sweat, did he sleep with Xiao Zhen and didn't give money? This resentment is comparable to that of a deep woman.

Yin Cheng is much more normal, except that the handwriting at the beginning is a little crooked, and the back is smooth.

He told him about the current situation of the former division of the capital, and after Li Yi "died", the former division of the capital was only Lu Li's life.

Obedience is obedience, but the fighting spirit is gone, and it is very depressed.

The Zhan Guogong Mansion was in front of him, but he could only watch them proud, and many people were addicted to alcohol.

But everyone is still competitive, and everything that should be done has been done very well.

After reading the letters one by one, Li Yi looked into the distance.

The two old men did not disturb him, and went to drink.

These hundred forbidden soldiers all put on their identities, they came from different parts of the Chu State, poor and destitute people, and no one would pay attention to them.

The shop that Yun Niang bought before has been decorated in all aspects, and it is time to recruit workers and open.