When Liu Wen listened to his stumbling narration, and then sent him back to his room with a calm face on his brows, Yuan Lai knew that there was no need for him to get involved in this matter anymore.

The home was calm and early in the morning as always.

Yuan Lai didn't see any change in expression from the face of the subordinate, it was estimated that this matter was still fermenting, but when he saw Yin Qin at breakfast, he only felt that this woman looked worried and her face was uneasy.

After eating in a hurry, Yuan Lai found that his stepmother didn't even look at him today, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

When he returned to the room, he still had nothing to do, and suddenly remembered a good word written by Lu Zhangcha yesterday, and he couldn't help but feel a little itchy under his hand, and remembered that he hadn't touched a decent brush for a long time, and the soreness and itching pain in his fingers was even clearer.

Fortunately, it is a family of big booksellers, and there is naturally no shortage of the four treasures of books, calligraphy, painting, and study, so I washed my hands very carefully and laid a piece of high-quality rice paper on the table. With a calm and solemn expression, he carefully selected a purple gold sheep's hair from the pen holder, dipped it in the jet-black ink, raised his wrist flat, and the tip of the pen hung in the air.

Then with a twist of the wrist, the snow-white paper showed a vigorous font.

Yuan Lai's last life is to copy the famous Yan Ti, the handwriting is powerful into the wood, in the calligraphy attainments are still some talent, plus the later experience of the world of things, accustomed to all kinds of cruel and bloody dirty things in the world, as the wrist gradually hardened, the tip of the heart gradually cold, the change of mood is reflected in the font is born a metal-like sharpness.

He still remembers that an elder in his previous life gave an evaluation of the eight words after reading his words: "The sharpness is too sharp, hurting others and hurting oneself".

It's quite embarrassing to think about it at this time.

However, those past events seem to be like a thin veil at this time, Yuan Lai has experienced great life and death, ups and downs, and when he was dying, he experienced that wonderful thing that has no science, and at this time he was burdened with the expectations of eight "brothers" in the sky, and he was inexplicably able to live a new life, if he was ignorant a few days ago, he has now begun to accept this fact. The mood is very different from the past.

In the middle of the day, a not very famous "Inscription" appeared on the paper, which was a poem by the high monk Cangxue Master during the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty:

Panasonic no one is left in a game, and the empty mountain pine nuts fall on the chessboard.

Immortals are even more immortals, after all, you can't win or lose.

It is written that the words win or lose, as well as the wealth and glory of life, and the struggle for fame and fortune are like passing clouds.

After admiring himself for a moment he folded it up and hid it, and then went out the door, his heart restless as soon as he walked out of the yard, and his curiosity about this new world made him want to run out and have a good time.

Liu Wen was not in the house, Yuan Lai ran out of the house with a subordinate who took care of him closely, Yuan Shoucheng was not there, Liu Wen was not there, and there was no Yin Qin's woman to stop him, no one up and down the house was qualified to stop the young master from going out, so Yuan Lai took a step and pushed open the door of the house.

Standing on the street and looking left and right, he suddenly realized that he didn't know where to go except for the teahouse yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, he simply pulled the young guy named "Yuan Li" next to him, and said, "Where is there fun?"

Yuan Li is two or three years older than Yuan Lai, and he was not dissatisfied when he was forcibly pulled out of the door by his own young master at this time, but when he heard the young master ask, he frowned a little worriedly, and glanced down at the young master next to him, Yuan Li swallowed the two words Qinglou to his mouth.

It's a pity that Yuan Li, a half-grown teenager, will be a proper otaku in the future, usually doing chores in the house, running errands for Yuan Shoucheng, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with any answers.

Seeing Yuan Li shaking his head, Yuan Laiba clicked his mouth, and he didn't expect him in his heart, so he simply chose a random direction.

"Hey, young master, where are you going?" Yuan Li said hurriedly.

"I don't know. Yuan Lai waved his hand, leaving Yuan Li with a cloud.

Yuan Li is a newcomer in the past two years, and he originally didn't have an established image of the young master's stupidity, and Yuan Lai deliberately showed some wisdom in front of Yuan Shoucheng after he came back, so there was no need to pretend to be stupid in front of Yuan Li at this time, which was much easier.

The scenery of the Jiangnan boundary is picturesque, and the scenery and cityscape here are as significant as the gentleness of the Jiangnan woman in the special features of Daqi, and the Shencheng where Yuan Lai lives is a big city in the south of the Yangtze River.

This is a city with historical heritage, so it is very attractive, Yuan Lai has always adhered to the concept of looking at the city as looking at people, he believes that you can see the rise and fall of a city, and see the quality of life of people.

Walking along the street, the prosperous scene of Shencheng slowly gradually came into the eyes of his tourists, fluttering wine flags, fiery sunshine and willows by the lake, looking up and squinting to avoid the dazzling sunlight, looking at the pure sky of light blue and light blue in the sky, the sky without haze made Yuan Lai extremely relaxed.

A master and a servant walked along the street for a while, and suddenly Yuan Lai only heard a soft sound fluttering from behind him, and a voice floated over.

"The Yuan family is a fool?"

This title instantly made the face of the little follower Yuan Li ugly, after all, this is his own son-in-law, and anyone who is called by the name of being on the street will feel that he has been insulted.

However, Yuan Lai, the main child, had a flat expression, and he didn't know how many unpleasant and vicious words he had heard in his previous life, and it was really difficult for this kind of pediatrics to make the slightest wave in his heart.

The two of them turned around together, only to see that the person who was walking slowly from behind was not just one person, but two people walking side by side.

These two people are both teenagers the same age as Yuan Lai, with handsome faces, good texture of scholarly robes, and close shoulders, indicating that the relationship is very good. Just said that the appearance can be regarded as handsome, but when he saw the arrogant looks of the two, Yuan Lai only felt bored.

And Yuan Li, who was originally glaring angrily, immediately held back the words of counterattack when he saw the two of them, and just glared and snorted.

"Oh, yes, I'll just look at it. How about it, the Yuan family is a fool, do you still recognize us?" The guy who opened his mouth walked over lightly, ignoring Yuan Li's angry gaze, but looked Yuan Lai up and down meaningfully.

The two of them look like they are well-read and well-read, but they don't know whether the family is next to the royal family or the country's relatives, their eyebrows and eyes are high, and they have an arrogant look, which makes Yuan Lai, who has always hated the rich, very unhappy.

Yes, he hated the rich, unreasonably hated the rich.

Yuan Lai wrinkled his brows and looked at the two, and said to Yuan Li, who was puffing out his eyes beside him: "Are they husband and wife?

Yuan Li sneered, looking particularly brilliant in the contrast of the two gloomy faces on the opposite side.