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After a few words in the morning, Yang Dexing wanted to leave the two of them for dinner. Zhao Shigong asked him to bring a message to Lao Tzu and then left it alone, and Li Yongzhong also asked the messenger of the Yan Division to go outside the yamen and tell He Tai to let him go back to the house first - Zhao Shigong obviously would not let him go back early, rather than let He Tai wait, it is better to let him go back to Li's house to eat and rest.

After a meal, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, although they did not drink because Li Yongzhong did not have a hot filial piety, but the steaming mutton pot was already a good quality for guests, not to mention that the two guests were one clever and witty, the other was smart and dexterous, Yang Dexing actually felt that he had not been so happy for a long time.

"It's really not a loss to be Brother Li's son!" Yang Dexing took the initiative to mention the friendship with Li Qi in the past--they met when Yang Dexing inspected the well field, and found that both of them liked tea very much-"The box of pu tea that your father gave me is still there," Yang Dexing sighed, "Your father has gone." ”

"Birth, old age, sickness and death." Li Yongzhong sat on the round bench with his waist straight, he really didn't look like a son who could be raised by a salt merchant, "It's better to be." There was a light nostalgia and restraint in his voice, "My father is deeply ill, and it is a blessing for him to be able to leave one day earlier and be greatly relieved one day sooner." ”

Zhao Shigong preferred light white tea, so the tea sent by the messenger only touched his lips slightly and put it down. He is a scholarly family, a natural son of a family, who is at an age when he doesn't know the world, and he was raised innocently by his old father and mother. Seeing Yang Dexing and Li Yongzhong talking, he whispered to ask about the interesting things in the salt department of Wu Wen, who accompanied him—he was very measured and knew what should never be asked. Wu Wenwen told him some anecdotes about salt merchants, which made Zhao Shigong very happy to hear them, and turned his head to ask Li Yongzhong to say a few things as well.

Yang Dexing smiled and took the teacup, only listening, but did not interject into the conversation between the two teenagers. His age is more than enough to be the father of these two teenagers, so he is very tolerant and does not serve the shelf of a scholar. This salt priest is really open and open-minded, otherwise he would not be friends with the salt merchants in the town because of the good tea, and now of course he can listen to the young man with a smile and some boundless idler's interest.

I don't know when the rain began to drift again, and the fine rain fell on the cold-paved roof on both sides, and gathered into strands of water along the ridge of the roof and dripped into the patio as if hanging on the eaves line, splashing small splashes. As if smudged with an ink pen on paper, clouds of different shades of different shades were surging in the faint wind, the sound of the market was far and near, and a maid lit a pine smoke charcoal basin to ward off the cold and sent it over, and the warm tea exuded a bitter aroma.

When he said goodbye, Yang Dexing said kindly to Li Yongzhong: "You are the son of my old friend, don't be restrained in the future, when you are in Yibin, you often come over, although you are not good at tea, but you talk, it is much more interesting than your father." ”

Li Yongzhong didn't say whether it was good or bad, and a shy and harmless smile came out of his delicate face, which made people really feel that this was a weak nobleman. He bowed to Yang Dexing, and when Zhao Shigong said goodbye, the two of them walked out with Wu Wenwen one after the other, according to etiquette, Yang Dexing did not send them out, just stood on the steps and watched.

They got into the carriage of the Li family, and He Tai quietly sent a small bag of muslin to Wu Wen, who gently weighed the weight, showed a sincere smile, and became a little more affectionate with He Tai, and said: "In the future, if Master Li has something, ask Brother He to come to me." Some small things, it is not easy to ask for help, although I dare not say that there is a 10% certainty, but 78% can always be done. ”

Li Yongzhong lifted the curtain, and the Yansi Yamen gradually moved away, and the Wu copywriter was gone. He withdrew his hand, his face calm and overly heavy-eyed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The trip to the Salt Division went more smoothly than they expected. He only knew that Yang Tiju might have a friendship with his father Li Qi, after all, the other party specially sent people to mourn, but he didn't expect that the relationship between the two people was so good, so good that he accepted this lingering shadow - Yang Dexing checked Li Yongzhong's identity without saying a word, and inspected more than a dozen well sites to which the Li family belonged, and there was only a cup of tea in the middle. All the obstacles they had envisioned had come to naught.

"How? I said this Yang Tiju is a wonderful person, right? Zhao Shigong smiled proudly and said, "You can't believe it, you have to trust your father's eyes on people!" Up and down in Hezhou, my father couldn't help but let me correspond with this Yang Tiju. ”

"At the age when you can be a son to someone's family, you are embarrassed to say that they are wonderful people." Li Yongzhong sneered mercilessly: "When this word spreads, I think you can't escape from a board of disrespecting your elders." ”

Zhao Shigong laughed dryly and changed the topic.

"Still." He played with the jade pendant on his belt and said puzzledly: "Didn't you say that your old man valued your eldest brother in the past?" You've always said that you want to come out and show your skills. ”

They have been friends for many years, and Zhao Shigong can be said to know quite well how Li Qi is lukewarm to his second son, and he values his eldest son very much. Therefore, when he first received the letter from Li Yongzhong, which was completely different from his previous assumptions, he almost thought that this was some kind of prank, and he didn't dare to believe it until he repeatedly confirmed with the Li family who sent the letter.

"My father has been in the mall for decades, and he won't always be confused." Li Yongzhong said lightly: "The foundation of the Li family over the years can be said to be the accumulation of my father's hard work, my good big brother," he chuckled twice and did not comment, "In the eyes of people like my father, what is the son, the family foundation is the most important." ”

Hearing him say this, Zhao Shigong could only sigh and pat Li Yongzhong's shoulder sympathetically.

Zhao Sangongzi still failed to go to Cheng Li's house in the end. After coming out of the salt division, he turned a corner and went to the palace, and when he stopped at the door, he was still ignorant and said, "Why did you arrive so quickly?" When he got out of the car, he saw his father's friend Mr. Bai Zhiwen, who was also his teacher, standing in front of the government office with a smile on his face, and suddenly let out a strange scream, and was about to jump back into the car.

Li Yongzhong's hand was quick, he grabbed his back collar, and pulled down Zhao Shigong, who had already jumped up and half of his body, and he didn't even move an eyebrow on his face, and greeted Bai Zhiwen smoothly: "Mr. Bai, it's rare." ”

"Zhong Guan'er hasn't seen him for a long time." Bai Zhiwen smiled and stroked the three-inch beautiful beard that was carefully cared for under his chin, and glanced at Zhao Shigong, who finally stood up in an orderly manner, his smile did not change, but the content made Zhao Shigong frightened: "After the owner went down today, he didn't see the shadow of Qianzhi, and he lost his temper just now, saying that when Qianzhi came back, he would detain his temperament." ”

"I'm not very respectful today, so I won't go to see Fuzun. I'll send a poster another day. He waved Bai Zhiwen and said with a smile: "Mr. Bai, the younger generation still has something, say goodbye to yourself first, and forgive your sins." ”

"Fine, okay." After Bai Zhiwen finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the student, his face was not so good-looking. He sighed, shook his head, and said to the dejected Zhao Shigong: "Qianzhi, let's go?" The mansion is still waiting in the back hall! ”

Finally sent Zhao Shigong back, Li Yongzhong suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. It's not that he doesn't like the other party, but he is here in Yibin, and there are few things to do, so he really doesn't have time to mess around with this young master. He thought about the glorious achievements of the third prince in the past, and couldn't help but sigh for the mansion that was famous for his uprightness, it is said that Zhao Shigong's two elder brothers are young talents, and the eldest brother Shichun is even more young.

When I returned to the Li Mansion without incident, it was already twilight. Li Yongzhong stepped down from the carriage and saw Li Cheng standing at the door, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Something at home?" Li Yongzhong entered the house in front of the head, and asked Li Cheng, the steward who followed behind.

"Yes." Li Cheng replied in a low voice, "Master Chen, a thousand households in Xinanwei, sent someone to post to Zhong Guan'er in the afternoon, asking Zhong Guan'er to go to Chen's Mansion the day after tomorrow. Because Li Yongzhong was too young, he also changed his title with He Tai, no longer called the protagonist, he should be called Zhong Guan'er, and he was born close.

These words made Li Yongzhong, who had already walked to the study in the back hall and was changing his guard and straightening up, paused, but he didn't say anything. After he changed into a comfortable Songjiang muslin household clothes, he washed his face in the hot water basin called by the next person, dried his hands, and said, "Bring the post to me." ”

After glancing at the post twice, Li Yongzhong beckoned He Taitong and Li Cheng: "Don't stand and stand up, sit down." He also deliberately said to Li Cheng: "Uncle Cheng, you are the person who can be used by your father, I am young, and I am not enough in major affairs, and I hope that Uncle Cheng will teach me." Although he is young, after all, he holds the power of the Li family, and he is a serious head of the family, and it is quite rare to say this, in the eyes of the people.

A few traces of astonishment flashed on Li Cheng's face, and then he forced himself to press it, he was slightly moved, and there was a little more sincerity in his voice, and said: "Although Zhong Guan'er is young, he is old and calm, and the villain has nothing to teach. That being said, he sat down in half a chair after Ho Tai.

Li Yongzhong passed on the post for He Tai and Li Cheng to take a good look at. He put his hand in his sleeve, his face was rare and solemn, he thought about it, looked at Li Cheng, and asked, "Uncle Cheng is in Yibin all the year round, but I don't know if you know this Chen Qianhu?" ”

"If it is something else, I dare not say how much I know, but if I say this Chen Qianhu, I know a lot." Li Cheng squinted his eyes, a little memory appeared on his face, and sighed: "When the Yibin mansion was built, the old lady sent me here to take care of it, for this Chen Qianhu. ”

I am afraid that the only person who knows about this matter in the Li family is Li Qi, who has now settled in the ground, and even the chief steward Li Sanzhong does not know the inside story.