Li Qinghuan

Chapter 84

He Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and let him hug him for a while with his paralyzed hands.

Baozi buried his head in his arms, crying until his nose burst into tears. He Li had no choice but to pat Baozi's back lightly.

At some point, Ji Luoyan stood at the door, quietly looking at the people in the room.

After a while, He Li noticed her and patted Baozi's head lightly: "Stop crying, Baozi, Luoyan is here to find you."

Baozi got up quickly, wiped away the tears and snot from his face, and whispered: "Is my face dirty, sir?"

He Li shook his head: "Not dirty."

Baozi asked again: "Is it really not dirty?"

He Li smiled: "It's really not dirty."

Then Baozi turned his head and said with a smile, "Luoyan, are you awake?"

Ji Luoyan nodded, and stretched out a hand to Baozi.

Baozi hurried over to hold her back, and said to He Li: "We went to play with you son, oh no...brother!"

He Li nodded with a smile, waved his hand and said, "Go and play."

Baozi smiled, pulled Ji Luoyan out, and whispered as he walked: "Luoyan Luoyan, let me tell you, my son promised to give me a name! Let me think for myself! Let me treat him as Brother, I have a family, Luoyan!"

He Li couldn't see Ji Luoyan's expression, only heard a faint "hmm".

Baozi's voice sounded very cheerful: "I'm so happy, Young Master treats me so well, I will repay him well in the future!"

The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in the ears.

He Li sighed with a smile, picked up the silk from the table that he had just wiped off the soul murderer, and began to clean the snot and tears from his robe.

Baozi is not young anymore, and he is an orphan again, with no one to rely on. When will he send a message to Old General He to discuss with him, so that Baozi can be included in the genealogy as the adopted son of Empress Dowager He, and his own The name was also moved to the He family tree.These generations of He family members are thin, and there are not many more.

He Li leaned his head on the back of the chair, thinking silently in his heart.

After this year, he will be crowned, now General He is his only family member, it would be great if he could be given a name.

Thinking like this, He Li sat down in front of the desk, took out two pieces of letter paper, picked up a pen and began to write a letter to his grandfather.

It is a long journey from Pingyao to Yanzhou, and it takes at least a month to send a letter. Now that the northwest border is not peaceful, General He may have already gone north. If it is not for the urgent letter from the imperial court, it will be difficult to send it directly to General He. , so writing a letter to General He should be planned early, the sooner the better.

He Li sat in front of the desk and thought for a long time, the ink on the nib of the pen soaked the paper, and after a long time, he only left a sentence "greetings to my grandfather".

The old General He in He Li's memory was always kind. When he hugged him, he would take off his cold armor, and would smile and take out a handful of caramel wrapped in oil paper from his arms and hand it to him. At that time, his mother would always laugh. He continued to blame General He, saying that children should not eat too much sugar, and their teeth would be bad.

Old General He was not annoyed, saying that it was fine to eat once in a while.

At this time, Xiao Heli always smiled and grabbed the candy and stuffed it into his arms. His hands were too small to hold it all at once, so General He knelt down with his hands spread out, waiting for him to put all the candy in, and then gently patted his head.

He Li vaguely remembered that at that time, Old General He was always followed by a young bodyguard, holding the armor that the general took off casually.

Old General He stood up, tall and burly, and his figure would envelop the little He Li.

The personal guard reminded General He that it was time to leave, and General He stood up, put on his armor again, turned and left, firm and decisive.

He Li and General He's grandfather and grandson always get together less often, but this does not hinder their relationship. In He Li's eyes, General He is the most powerful person, the most heroic general, invincible and indomitable.He is also his most beloved grandfather, kind and kind.

Old General He has always disliked Song Duan, even though he was Empress Dowager He's child at that time, He Li didn't notice it when he was young, and he only realized it when he grew up.

He also asked his grandfather, but at that time his grandfather always didn't explain, just shook his head lightly and said something he didn't understand.

Now that I think about it, there are traces of General He's attitude in the past.

He Li pulled back his thoughts, sighed softly, crumpled up the paper in his hand, and took another paper.

This time the writing was much smoother, and he explained the matter clearly word by word, and quietly put his thoughts in a sentence of innocuous greetings, and finally wrote his name.When the ink was completely dry, He Li folded up the letter paper and put it in an envelope to send it out.

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Yu Du, Ji Mansion.

In the front hall, Yuan Xi sat on a chair with his legs crossed and dozed off. There was a stove burning in front of him, and the fiery red light shone on Yuan Xi's face, causing his entire face to turn red.

He fell into a drowsy sleep, thinking he was lying on the bed, turned over, threw his hand on the table, and threw the teacup directly into the fire.

Yuan Xi snorted softly and opened his eyes.

A little servant girl heard the sound and hurried in to clean up the water on the ground and replace a new charcoal fire.

Yuan Xi looked outside, it was still snowing, he raised his hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked, "What time is it?"

The little servant girl lowered her eyebrows and replied, "It's Yin's time, my lord."

Yuan Xi yawned: "When will my senior brother come back?"

"The slave does not know."

Yuan Xi waved his hand: "Okay, you go down, go and rest earlier."

The little maid nodded, and withdrew with the dirty teacup.

It was still snowing outside, Yuan Xi looked at it for a while and then lost the intention of admiring the snow scene, turned his head back and stared at the red burning coals in a daze.

He rushed back to Yu Du in a hurry. He wanted to see Ji Qing, but unexpectedly, the housekeeper said that Ji Qing had gone to Pingyao. Yuan Xi calculated carefully. Yesterday was the 27th of the twelfth lunar month. Well, how could that guy Ji Qing stay in Yudu for nothing?

After traveling all day and night, no one saw him, so he had to stay here and wait for him.

It's not that he has to wait, it's just that Ji Qing is still injured, and now it's nearly the end of the new year, and the family is reunited. It's too miserable for him to be alone, without even a light waiting for him.

There is not much Yuan Xi can do, but it is still possible to leave a lamp for him.

As he thought about it, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by a gust of wind. It was bitingly cold, as if someone had pushed open the door covered in wind and snow.

Yuan Xi opened his eyes, and Ji Qing was already standing in front of him: "Why are you sleeping here? Isn't it cold?"

Yuan Xi yawned, and lazily said, "Isn't this waiting for you? You've come back."

Ji Qing squatted down and put his hands together by the stove: "What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Huh—" Yuan Xi straightened up and stretched, "I'm your junior brother, what's the problem waiting for you? I can't let you come back from all the way without a lamp waiting for you, right?"

Ji Qing smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, I'm back, you should go and rest quickly."

"I'm covered in ashes by guarding this stove." Yuan Xi stood up, patted his clothes, "I'm going to bed, and you should go to bed early too."

Ji Qing nodded: "OK."

Yuan Xi swaggered to the door, remembered something, and turned back.

Ji Qing: "What's wrong?"

Yuan Xi took out a black jade pendant from his bosom and handed it to him: "Here, return it to you."

Ji Qing took it in a daze, and Yuan Xi held the cold jade pendant in his arms, warming his hands: "Thank you."

He thought that Yuan Xi had given this jade pendant to He Li, and he was a little disappointed because He Li didn't give him the pendant, but he didn't expect that it was still here with Yuan Xi.

Yuan Xi yawned one after another, waved his hands and said, "Thank you, I'm going back to bed, and you should go to bed early too."

Ji Qing nodded, and put the jade pendant into his arms very solemnly.

Early the next morning, Yuan Xi sent someone to deliver a message to Pingyao, saying that he would not go to Pingyao this year and would spend the New Year with Ji Qing in Yudu.

Presumably Yuan Qingyang didn't have any opinion on this, and it was really pitiful to leave Ji Qing alone in Yudu.

After explaining the matter, Yuan Xi went to find Mr. Guo to reconcile the account. Mr. Guo, Guo Yu is Ji Qing's friend, a down-and-out scholar, more than [-] years older than Ji Qing, and Ji Qing is a friend who has known each other for many years. After middle school, he followed Ji Qing to become an accountant. He was a self-made man who followed Ji Qing and was his right-hand man.

Later, after Ji Qing became an official in the court, all business matters were handed over to Yuan Xi. Without the help of Mr. Guo, it would be difficult for Yuan Xi, a teenager, to shoulder such a heavy burden.

In the past, Yuan Xi also thought it was strange that Ji Qing was not a cheerful person before doing business, but somehow he met a lot of friends, and they were all people who valued love and righteousness. People are divided into groups.

For example, he left Ji Qing's business alone if he said he didn't care about it, and left it to him. He was not afraid that he would have some evil thoughts and swallow Ji Qing's family property. It's not that he didn't tell Ji Qing directly, but Ji Qing just With a faint smile, he asked back, "Would you?"

Of course not, his trust in Ji Qing is like Ji Qing's trust in him. Apart from the years of brotherhood, if there is any reason, it is that Ji Qing is worth it. If it were him, he believed in Ji Qing. Will help him without hesitation.

After a busy day and night, the accounts were finally finished. Yuan Xi discussed with Mr. Guo and asked Shang Jiqing to invite some businessmen with business contacts to have a meal at Guanshanlou.

At the end of the year, what should be managed must be managed.

Of course Liu Yan was included.

In the evening, Ji Qing came out from the household department, hurried back home, changed his clothes, and rushed to the Guanshan Building. As soon as he entered the box, Ji Qing was surrounded by a group of people and pushed him to the main seat. I had no choice but to sit down on the main seat.

Scanning around, he accidentally found Liu Zijian who was forcibly carried by Liu Yan.

Seeing the other party's gaze firmly locked on him, Ji Qing didn't feel uncomfortable, and nodded at him with a smile.

Just after nodding, a group of old men gathered around:

"I haven't seen you for a while, Mr. Ji looks more and more imposing."

Qi Yuxuan's fart, who knew that there was a rice dumpling wrapped under this dress?

"Master Ji, I would like to offer you a toast. The coming year will be smooth and smooth!"

Smooth sailing?That's not a bad thing to say.

"Mr. Ji, I plan to do business in Yudu. I still have to rely on you in Yongzhou. Please take care of me."

Ji Qing didn't have time to evade, and was poured several glasses of wine one after another.

"Everyone, this is my junior brother Yuan Xi. If you have anything to do in the future, you can find him and Mr. Guo. I have entered the court, and I may not be very good at business matters in the future."

That is to say, but those old foxes still have to take care of Ji Qing. After all, Ji Qing has covered the sky among the merchants of the Great Wei for many years. Even if he handed over all business matters to Yuan Xi, his deterrent power is still there. , is likely to persist for a long time.

Liu Zijian said something in Liu Yan's ear, Liu Yan squeezed forward with difficulty, and said tremblingly: "Everyone, please sit down, squeeze Mr. Ji, don't focus on drinking, eating, and eating! "

Those people were more or less afraid of Liu Yan. As soon as he spoke, everyone sat back in their seats.

Ji Qing's face became ugly, just now someone who didn't know how to look good pushed him, and pressed it on the wound. He gasped a few times in pain, and now he regained his composure and nodded at Liu Yan Nod in thanks.