The city routine is deep, and I just want to go back to the countryside.

That's right, Li Qinzai is thinking this now, especially in this season of rumors, Li Qinzai feels that Chang'an City cannot stay for a long time.

It's an instinctive choice to stay away from the center of the storm and stay alone.

Cui Jie obviously didn't know what Li Qinzai was thinking at the moment, but she knew that Li Qinzai had a feeling for Ganjingzhuang like a life destination, so she said very obediently: "Where the husband likes, we will live there, as long as we are with the husband, everywhere is home." ”

Li Qinzai smiled and said, "Let's go back to Ganjingzhuang in a few days, the school has been abandoned for a year, and those little bastards have been free for a year, and they should continue to accept the whipping of knowledge, otherwise they really think what a happy thing it is to live." ”

A family of five walked around the new mansion, from the front yard to the back yard, after looking at every inch of land and every room, the husband and wife looked at each other with satisfaction.

Next, the matter of recruiting housekeepers and maids can be put on the agenda, Cui Jie is in charge of internal affairs, and Li Qinzai does not have to worry about it.

Pushing the wheelchair, the subordinates opened the door, and the three husbands and wives were about to get into the carriage and return to the mansion, when they found a person lying at the door.

Wu Minzhi's eyes rolled and fell to the ground, his hands were in the shape of chicken claws, and his whole body twitched from time to time.

Cui Jie and Jin Xiang were startled, but Li Qinzai glanced at him coldly.

"Husband, isn't this Wu Minzhi?" Cui Jie was stunned and said, "What's wrong with him?" Do you want to call a doctor? ”

Li Qinzai sneered: "You don't need to call a doctor, stick a knife in his thigh, and if you don't jump up, you will win." ”

Cui Jie glared at him and said, "After all, he has the status of teacher and student with Fujun, how can Fujun be so ruthless to his disciples, what's wrong with him?" ”

"It's so obvious, can't you see it? is sick, it is a terminal illness, and there is no medicine stone, so ask Feng Su to bury the person. ”

Wu Minzhi, who was twitching on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and said weakly: "Master, save me!" ”

Cui Jie said in surprise: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Master, the disciple is homeless and can only live on the streets, if the master takes pity on me and the master and apprentice, please take in the disciple and let me live in your house ......for a while."

Cui Jie looked at Li Qinzai's expression, then looked at Wu Minzhi on the ground, and said tentatively: "Husband, he ......"

Li Qinzai didn't say anything, he just stared at Wu Minzhi coldly, thinking that it was not easy to think of this goods, now that the battle for the crown has begun, he is caught between the East Palace and Li Xian's advisers, and there is really no other choice but to find a place to hide.

Anyway, Li Qinzai of the new mansion will not live for the time being, so he will simply take this goods.

The teacher-student relationship is a bit nonsense, but after all, they are friends.

So Li Qinzai sighed and said, "You can live temporarily, but you can only live in the gatehouse, the courtyard is not allowed to approach, and the problem of eating and drinking Lazar can be solved by yourself, can you do it?" ”

Wu Minzhi was overjoyed, quickly stood up, and nodded busily: "The disciple swears to the sky that he will take good care of Mr.'s mansion and never spoil half of it." ”

Li Qinzai waved his hand in disgust: "Get in." ”

Wu Minzhi hadn't played at this time, and after thanking him, he moved into the gate step by step with difficulty, and his weak appearance was still expressive to the seriously injured Li Qinzai.

Cui Jie sighed: "Although the concubine body doesn't know why, the husband seems to have some ...... for Wu Minzhi He seems to be very sick. ”

Li Qinzai stared at Wu Minzhi's back and sneered: "Let's make a bet, as long as he enters the door, he will be alive and happy immediately." ”

Cui Jie glanced at him in surprise, and then stared at Wu Minzhi's back.

Sure enough, after Wu Minzhi's feet stepped into the gate, his weak convulsions instantly healed without medicine, and the whole person suddenly jumped three feet high, like a monkey jumping out of a stone, and let out a strange cry of joy while running.

"Oh, ho, huh, haha, whoa-"

Just bounce and jump and run away.

Cui Jie showed a helpless look and sighed: "The husband really knows people, and the concubine shouldn't have pity for him just now." ”

Then he said worriedly: "Do we count this as luring wolves into the room?" Listening to Wu Minzhi's strange voice, he really doesn't look like a good person......"

"Madame don't have to worry, he is not worthy of being a wolf, at most he is a fox, and he dares to abuse our new mansion, so I will kindly invite the magnates of Chang'an to come to our house to hunt and shoot this evil animal as prey."

…………

It's winter, but it's not snowing yet.

In the wing room in the backyard of the Guogong Mansion, a charcoal fire was lit, and Li Qinzai sat cross-legged on the ground, next to his vacant wheelchair.

Under the will of Li Zhi, the imperial physician came to the house every day to diagnose Li Qin's pulse, and the prescription was still prescribed by Jin Dayan, and the imperial physician was shocked by the prescription, and did not dare to say a word, and also proposed to meet the legendary Goguryeo goddess doctor who cured the ancestor of the Li family.

Lee is slowly recovering from his injuries and now he no longer needs to rely on a wheelchair to travel.

But Li Qinzai still insists on walking around in a wheelchair every day, and those who are recuperating from injuries should take care of their bodies, and taking an extra step is not responsible for their injuries.

Besides, Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms is such an awesome character in a wheelchair, and people still shake goose feather fans.

Therefore, the awesome characters are all in wheelchairs, and the weak temperament that is naturally elegant but fatal, with the backdrop of a wheelchair, it becomes more and more unfathomable.

Three sweet potatoes were roasted on the charcoal fire, and now sweet potatoes have been widely planted in Datang, in addition to the Guanzhong area, the counties in Huainan in the south of the Yangtze River are also trying to plant.

This is also thanks to the hard work of the old man King Teng in the past year, in order to be treated by the emperor for the status of King Teng's lineage, King Teng is also hard enough, this year has been promoting sweet potato planting in various states and counties, and it has gradually achieved results.

Li Qinzai heard that there are also merchants in Chang'an West Market who have begun to sell sweet potatoes, and the price is about the same as wheat millet.

In another two years, this kind of new grain with extremely high yield may be everywhere, and the problem of food shortage in the disaster year of the people of Datang is slowly and gradually improving.

Sweet potatoes came out of the charcoal fire with a stream of heat, sweet and fragrant, Li Qinzai and Buck'er Hongbi father and son stared at the fast-ripening sweet potatoes, Hongbi looked at them stupidly, a string of crystal saliva flowed from his mouth, and his small mouth opened, revealing one or two poor baby teeth.

"Dad, are you almost ripe?" Buckwheat swallowed.

The roasted sweet potatoes were so fragrant that Li Qinzai couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "It should be fast, turn over and bake it for a while." ”

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the voice of Steward Wu came from outside the door.

"Fifth Young Lang, your disciple Ying Wang Xian asks to see you."

Li Qinzai was stunned for a moment, asked Buckwheat to pull down the sweet potato chop, and told him to eat it when it was cold.

Then Li Qinzai got into a wheelchair and pushed the door out of the room by himself.

The wheelchair is so handsome, it must be had.

Li Xian stood in the front yard, his cheeks flushed from the cold weather, but he still didn't realize it, his brows were tightly locked, and he was obviously worried about something.

Seeing Li Qinzai coming out, Li Xian hurriedly saluted.

"Meet the sir."

(End of chapter)