Chapter 168 Temper

In Fengcheng, Shuiyan held his waist with one hand and pressed his hand on the little boy's shoulder. Half of his body leaned against the little boy, and his face was full of pain. While humming, he moved to the Shantao Garden where Su Zicheng lived, while talking to Dongping: "•••••• It's really going to die! It only took me seven days to get here from Kaiping Mansion! Seven days! How about it? Did you catch up with your urgent march? Alas, slow down! Master's leg!" Shuiyan's face wrinkled, helped the little man stop, hummed for a while, and then continued to move forward. Dongping accompanied his face with a smile and did not answer. Is this an urgent march? Not to mention that compared with them, the fifth master is also fierce enough. It only took five days for a girl's family to get from Kaiping Mansion to Rucheng.

"Grandpa's leg! Alas! My waist! Grandpa's ass! Let Xi'an treat me later, give me a good medicine, and what kind of oil, alas, I have to apply it well and apply it all over my body! I'm afraid there is no good place! Alas!" Dongping heard the mention of Xi'an and swallowed his saliva, but still didn't answer. If he could still see through Xi'an's second master's pulse at this time, now... Forget it. I haven't had a good voice these days, and he doesn't dare to go out!

"I have a bottle of active oil. I just asked Xi'an to ask for it in the first month, and I will send it to the second master later. The second master used it to be much lighter." Dongping said with a smile, leaning over to Shuiyan and said in a low voice, "Second master, I will see you later. Be careful. I have a bad temper these two days."

"What's wrong?" Shuiyan hurriedly stopped and asked. Dongping smiled distressedly and took Shuiyan from the young slave's hand. As he walked forward, he whispered, "It's okay, but I have a bad temper."

"Why do you have a bad temper if you have nothing to do? Didn't you ask the fifth master to persuade him?" Shuiyan asked doubtfully. Dongping coughed in his throat for a while and said vaguely, "The fifth master is not here at this time, and the second master should not ask more. Just be careful. The former son Fengxiang Zhizhou entered a few words with the master. He was hit by the head with a brush, and the injury did not fall down. He went out with ink on his face. Anyway, the second master should be careful." Shuiyan stopped in surprise, waved his hand to the little man behind him to retreat away, and looked at Dongping and asked in a low voice, "Have you quarreled with the fifth master?" Dongping swallowed heavily, glanced at Shuiyan, and replied in a muffled voice, "The fifth master is not at all. Besides, how could the fifth master quarrel with him? Look at what the second master said!"

"Don't squeak with me! Say it quickly! What did the fifth master do? Is it because the fifth master is not here? Shuiyan pointed to Dongping and asked directly. Dongping quickly pressed Shuiyan's mouth with his fingers and said in a low voice, "Good second master! Say it gently! The fifth master had something important to do. He sent her out. Xi'an and Nanning followed him. My grandfather's temper was originally bad and he was not good. How could I know?!" Shuiyan looked at Dongping in surprise. Dongping smiled and dragged Shuiyan to the yard and whispered, "Don't ask. It's all national affairs. It's not something we can say. If the second master is •••••, just ask him by himself. Anyway, I have a big temper and his men are still measured, just smashing, no It's a pen to take a book, and you haven't thrown the inkstone or something. The second master will ask the master himself later. There is only one head of ink left and right.

Li Xiaoyao rested for two or three days, and his body was much better. On this sunny day, Li Xiaoyao asked people to move the rocking chair and put it under the eaves. He sat on the rocking chair, covered his legs with a thin quilt. He squinted lazily and basked in the sun. Begonia came with a plate of wind to dry chestnuts and smiled. He said, "Girl, try this. It's from our side. It's fragrant and sweet." Li Xiaoyao picked up a chestnut and threw it into his mouth. Sure enough, it was sweet and glutinous. Begonia took a small ball and peeled the walnut skin. While talking to Li Xiaoyao, it was better to make walnut cheese with sand or a small stew cup. The two were talking with great interest. A little girl outside the drooping door ran in and shouted, "Girl! Uncle Chang wants to see you!" Haitang looked at the little girl who ran all the way and frowned and was about to reprimand. Li Xiaoyao gently pulled her, looked at the little girl and ordered, "Please come in." The little girl gave a crisp 'hey' and turned around and ran out to send a message.

"But don't care too much about the helpers found at the last minute. Let her go. Besides, isn't it too unusual for small families to have too many rules?" Li Xiaoyao watched the little girl run away before saying to Haitang in a low voice. Haitang nodded and promised, "I know. Girl, come into the room. I'm afraid it's not convenient to talk under this porch."

"No, it's better to see clearly here." Li Xiaoyao put a chestnut in his mouth and said vaguely. Seeing that the little girl had diligently led the long-term in, Haitang quickly stood up and bent his knees to see the salute. He turned his head and looked at the long-term little girl with a giggle and gently ordered, "Go to the kitchen and tell Mother Tao that the thorn sent by the shopkeeper Sun Zi, don't finish the meal in the evening, leave two or three catties to marinate with salt, and steam it with porridge in two days. The little girl answered, looked at it reluctantly for a long time, and then moved out. Li Xiaoyao frowned and looked at the little girl out of the flower door, and coldly ordered, "I paid her tonight for another half a month. This girl can't use it anymore." Beg simply answered, took the walnut bowl, and quietly retreated to the side to guard.

In the long run, he bowed half a salute and reported in a low voice: "Girl, today, everything is as usual. The sixth prince is accompanied by Wu Shicheng, the eldest son of Wu Guifei and the eldest son of the Marquis of Wu. Wu Shicheng set out directly from Miaoyin of Yucui Building to sacrifice the sages early this morning." Li Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Are all the men of the Wu family hungry ghosts?"

"Almost lustful. Lord Wu took a concubine on the day of Zhonghe Festival. I heard that he was a 15-year-old Qing waiter. Wu Shicheng has been married for less than two years and has been carried into his six-room concubine, and there are countless lovers in the hook bar outside." Li Xiaoyao said with a smile. Li Xiaoyao shook his head repeatedly and continued to say, "One more thing. Prime Minister Lin had rushed to the Taixue Xianxian Hall a long time ago, but then he hurried out for some reason and didn't come back until he was divided. When he came back, he didn't look good."