was dragged into Li Congjia's yard, and the old gentleman was extremely unwilling, but he couldn't bear the little girl's death dragging, so he was dragged into the yard.

The courtyard was very big, the two courtyard walls were smashed down, and the ground was in shambles, and I saw Li Congjia, who I had seen in the morning, sitting on a small bench, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes, taking a nap, and now, the sun has not come out.

"Xiong Er, move a stool!" After speaking, Li Shuangshuang clapped his hands and went to prepare the mash soup.

The stool, well, is a small bench, exactly the same as Li Congjia's, a short one, the kind of small bench that the old men on the street often have.

Mr. Su took it in his hand, looked up and down, smiled, and bent his eyebrows, this stool is really ......

After watching it for a while, the old gentleman also learned from Li Congjia's appearance, found a clean place under the wall, and sat down, but his sitting posture was much more regular than Li Congjia's.

Li Congjia leaned on the wall, his legs stretched casually, and he yawned from time to time.

"Aren't you bored like this every day?"

"It's not boring, I'm waiting for the sun to come out every day, basking in the sun, and then waiting for the sun to set, how can it be boring!" Li Congjia opened his eyes and responded, "Boring, boring, it's for those who are boring, I'm very busy every day, where is there no fun in kung fu." ”

"I listened to what you said, but basking in the sun also made some doorways!"

"The most ordinary things, few people know, thorough and enjoyed!"

"At your age, you should be gracious, or find something to do! It's better than wasting all this time every day!" The old gentleman didn't understand very well how Li Congjia, who was young, lived the life of these old men in advance.

"Life is only a hundred years, you have to find something you like to do, for example, I like to bask in the sun, and I also like rain, snow, thunder days, every day is different, every day feels with your heart, not a waste of time!" Li Congjia stretched his waist and changed to a more comfortable movement.

"You are lazy, but you want to say that you know every day, what do you have to live on for this big family, don't you want this, do you want that little girl to work for this?" Mr. Su is a great Confucian, but he is by no means a mediocre Confucian, and it is useless to know how to be pragmatic and full of words.

"Isn't this a shop? When someone comes to eat, won't the money come? Besides, I also told my husband about my identity in the morning, and with this identity, if I don't work in this life, I won't starve to death!"

The old gentleman doesn't like lazy people, it is a personal appearance, he should find something to do, like ordinary people, no matter what he does, he does it himself, not like the princes and nobles, with the merits of his ancestors, he has no worries about food and clothing all his life, such a person, how boring!

A few days ago, Li Jingsui, the king of Yan, came, and the old gentleman naturally recognized it, and he could imagine Li Congjia's identity that day, but when he spoke this morning, he himself said his identity, it was King Wu, the sixth prince, the person who had been in Chang'an for 16 years, no matter which one it was, he would spend the rest of his life as a brocade and food, glory and wealth, inexhaustible, and inexhaustible.

"You are not only a member of the royal family, but you have merit in the country, but you want to live in such a place, it stands to reason that you should feel admired, but in fact, if you have merit, you have to be worthy of it, otherwise, people will think that you are just obedient, as long as you are a person, you can do it." The old gentleman rarely taught others how to do it, and he rarely advised others on how to do it.

"Mr. is right, but I don't want to, I live here, it's all about staying away from those disgusting people, no matter how much credit I have, it's all for those people, and afterwards, there are a few people who know how to be grateful, and it's been four or five days since I came back, and a few people up and down the Southern Tang Dynasty know that I'm back, and as a king like Li Jing, I'm ashamed of being his courtier!"

The old gentleman can only think so, he has backbone, integrity, and in contemporary times, he is also a well-known figure, but he is in such a situation now, he can only bask in the sun every day, and complain with himself, an old man.

"It's good to say these words yourself, and you can also talk about it with me, I know your misfortune, I imagine what happened to you in the past sixteen years, whether you have no confidence in the future, no ambition, but don't lose your life in vain!" Now, I just feel that the child in front of me is a little pitiful.

"Naturally not, I'm like this now, basking in the sun all day long, being a second ancestor, bullying and bullying those poor and sour Confucians, then eating, sleeping, day after day."

"But you always have to find something to do, and if you are used to it, this person will not be able to do it!"

"Is the old gentleman taking pity on me? It's better to accept Li Shuangshuang as a closed disciple and fulfill my wish!" Li Congjia raised his eyebrows and responded.

"Don't be this old man's disciple!" In the middle of the conversation, Li Shuangshuang also came out, the mash was made quickly, and there was enough sugar in it, and it smelled very sweet.

Li Congjia had a bowl and Mr. Su had a bowl, which was still very hot, and the two of them didn't have time to eat, but it was so cold.

"I won't take you yet! I still hate me, what a little girl!" The old gentleman blew his beard and stared, there are countless people in the world who want to worship him as a teacher, not to mention it, just say that recently, the eighth prince Li Congshan was at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and wanted to worship the old gentleman as a teacher, but he ignored it, and simply refused under the pretext of being unwell, which is good, and there is one who is unwilling.

"Hmph, don't talk to you old man, leave quickly after drinking, there will be no more!" Li Shuangshuang was very unhappy, and shouted to Xiong Er, who was busy in the courtyard, "Xiong Er, follow me outside to clean up the shop!"

"But the work in the yard hasn't been finished yet?"

"Clean up the shop first!"

"Oh!"

After the two left, only Li Congjia and the old gentleman were left in the courtyard, each of them holding a bowl of sweet mash soup, sitting in the corner of the wall, talking something.

"What does Mr. think of the new Song?"

"Good!"

"Is it just a good word?"

"You've been in Chang'an for sixteen years, you should know better than me!"

"It is rumored that Mr. has been lecturing outside Chang'an Long Street for more than three years, why did he return to Jinling?"

Why? He didn't know that Chang'an was good everywhere, everyone called him "sir", and even the emperor was courteous, but he still came back and returned to Jinling.

"I don't know, it should be a character in the Tang Dynasty, so naturally I miss orthodoxy more!" The old gentleman had found a proper reason for himself, but he knew that this reason was far from sufficient, but when asked about any other reason, he could not answer for the time being.

"What about you? Why do you want to come back?"

"It's a foreign country, it's not as good as home!" Li Congjia immediately responded, but he himself knew that this was really not a reason.

"It's okay or ......," the old gentleman chuckled.

Speaking of this, both of them came to an abrupt end, what they said today seems to be more, only a few days after they have known each other, the old gentleman doesn't know why Li Congjia wants to say these things to himself, say these rebellious words, and Li Congjia doesn't know why the old gentleman is like a relative, according to age, it should be regarded as Li Congjia's grandparents.

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The two of them under the wall both looked up at the sky, Li Congjia curled the corners of his mouth slightly, waiting for the warm sun to come out, and the old gentleman was waiting for the sweet soup to be cooler that night.

On Wutong Street, there are more and more pedestrians, a strange thing happened, someone fell into the Qinhuai River, looking like a scholar, a big man holding wood pulp, looking at the person who fell into the water, the person did not dare to dock, so he had to float in the river.

There were a few officials not far from the shore, all of them pressed the sabers on their waists, and they didn't go to help with the salvage, but they just looked at it like they had nothing to do with it, as if they were with the big man.

The shop on the street also opened the door, a big and a small two people are cleaning, the little girl is elated, that looks honest but gray-faced, originally no one on this street wants to do business, one is that the shop on the street is too small, can not fit anything, but because this street is very cold, some people will choose to do business near the Confucius Temple Wuyi Lane to do, where the business is better.

"Little girl, don't kill Jin Qiming by telling your people, otherwise it will be difficult to explain, just teach a lesson, we have something to do, so let's leave first!" The leader of the official mission stepped forward to talk to Li Shuangshuang.

"Okay!" Li Shuangshuang replied, she still knows how to measure, she is not as domineering as Chang'an in Jinling, and she will not be as domineering as Chang'an.

"In a few days, come to the county government to report, you are from Chang'an, although you bought a house, you still need to report to us, so as not to make any mistakes!"

"Okay!" Li Shuangshuang replied again.

Seeing that the little girl was very cooperative, and she didn't look like some kind of nonsense, the official shouted at her brother and left.

"What's your name?" When it was over, Li Shuangshuang still asked.

"Zhou Zong!" The official named Zhou Zong waved his hand and left.