Lao Fang squatted at the door, left Xu Zheng who was standing quietly waiting there, and said, "Old Xu, tell me what you want to do with my uncle, maybe I can figure out a way, so you don't have to bother him, uncle." I'm so busy all day long, can I not make trouble for him, or don't make trouble for him... "
Xu Zheng just glanced at him indifferently, but didn't speak.
"Hey, what kind of eyes do you have, you look down on people, don't you..." Lao Fang straightened up and looked at him with a slightly angry expression: "Although I am not as smart as my uncle, I am not far behind. Sometimes my uncle is not as smart as me. Tell me, what happened to you, and I will help you figure it out."
Xu Zheng looked at him and said: "We have a concubine and a protector, and the other side also has a concubine and a protector. In terms of numbers, we do not have an advantage. Most of the believers captured are from Qi State , there are many who are unwilling to surrender..."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Lao Fang and asked, "What can you do?"
In Lao Fang's eyes, there are no normal people in that holy religion except my uncle and Miss Ruoqing.
No, no, there is no normal person except Miss Ruoqing.
Including the Xu Zheng in front of him, everyone didn't know what was going on in their minds, they were so paranoid that they would die if they became crazy, they were simply a group of lunatics.
For such a group of lunatics, what can he do to make them surrender by pressing their heads
Seeing that Xu Zheng was still looking at him, Lao Fang glared at him and said, "What are you looking at me for!"
Xu Zheng said, "I'm waiting for your solution."
"What are you waiting for my way? Does it have anything to do with me whether they are willing to surrender?" Lao Fang glanced at him and asked, "If you still ask me this kind of question, what are you doing, a purple envoy? of?"
Xu Zheng was a very serious person, looked at him and said, "You said just now that you can think of a way."
Lao Fang thought for a while, then suddenly looked at him and asked, "How old are you this year?"
Xu Zheng looked at him and said, "Twenty-eight."
"Is there any mother-in-law?" Lao Fang asked again.
"No."
The old Fang pointed at him, and said with a bit of resentment: "You said you are twenty-eight, and you are about to reach the age of thirty, and you don't even have a mother-in-law. When I was twenty-eight, my son could work in the fields." After living, you don’t want to pass on the incense to your old Xu’s family, and you think about these things all day long, is it useful?”
Xu Zheng looked at him and asked, "What's the use of asking for a mother-in-law? Are you afraid of it like you are?"
…
When Li Yi came out of the yard, he saw Lao Fang lift Xu Zheng up with one hand, and was about to throw him into the lotus pond in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
Lao Fang heard the voice, and then put Xu Zheng down. Xu Zheng straightened his collar, his face remained unchanged, and said: "There are hundreds of believers who are still unwilling to surrender. Most of them are from Qi State. Our influence in Qi State Not as good as them."
The Holy Cult is now clearly split into two parts.
One is under the helm of Qi State with the Taoist girl as the empress, and the other is under the helm of Jing State with Ruoqing as the empress.
That nun's influence in Jingguo is not as influential as Ruoqing, and Ruoqing's importance in the hearts of Qi's believers is not as important as that nun's.
Now that there is a conflict between the two empresses, when they need to stand in line, there will be two completely different choices.
"I see." Li Yi nodded and said, "You go down first, I have my own way of doing this."
"good."
Xu Zheng cupped his hands, turned around and left.
Lao Fang stared at Li Yi with wide eyes, and asked curiously, "Uncle, what can you do?"
He really can't figure it out, people don't want to believe it, what can be done about it, can my uncle still control what those people think in their hearts
According to experience, when my uncle said he had a way, he really had a way, which was different from him.
It seems that my uncle is indeed a little bit smarter than him, and he has no choice but to face this fact directly.
For Li Yi, the problems of the believers of the Holy Cult are not easy to say, but not difficult to say. Find the right problem and prescribe the right medicine, and you will see results soon.
Right now, the number one thing in his mind is the upcoming wedding.
Those officials and dignitaries in the capital who marry concubines are all quietly carried into the house in sedan chairs, and there will not be too much noise. At most, they will invite relatives and friends to get together.
Li Yi also didn't intend to cause a commotion in the whole Shuzhou. He didn't intend to announce it with great fanfare, and he didn't want to invite officials from Shuzhou. Although this could collect a lot of gifts, did he care about these things
However, it can't be too simple, after all, for women, this is also one of the most important things in their life, no matter whether it is Zui Mo or Ruo Qing, they cannot be wronged.
Of course, seriously, this is also his first marriage, so he must take it seriously, if the last time he was knocked out and dazed doesn't count.
When he walked into the room, Ruyi was worrying about the clothes in the cabinet. Seeing him coming in, she hurriedly dragged him over and asked, "Master, what kind of clothes should I wear on the day the two younger sisters come in?"
Li Yi was dazzled by the clothes in her closet, and said, "My lady looks good in anything she wears..."
Ruyi shook her head and said, "That won't work, you have to choose one..."
Li Yi closed the cabinet, put his arms around her waist, and said, "There's no need to choose, I've already chosen for you the clothes you're going to wear that day..."
"Which one?" Ruyi asked suspiciously.
Li Yi led her to the bed, opened a box next to the bed, rummaged through it to find a piece of clothing, and said, "Just wear this."
Ruyi was startled, then shook her head and said, "Sir, don't talk nonsense, how can you wear this..."
"Because I haven't seen a lady wearing this dress." Li Yi put the wedding dress on the bed, hugged her in his arms, and said, "Last time I got married in a daze, and then I thought about it." Thinking, how can marriage be so sloppy, so this time, I want to marry again... "
Li Yi looked at her and asked, "Would my lady like to marry again?"
"Xianggong... Duan'er is two years old..." Ruyi looked at him with a blushing face, and whispered, "Others will laugh at us..."
"I see who dares to laugh..."
"No way… "
Li Yi leaned close to her ear, wrapped her earlobe in his mouth, and asked softly, "Can you..."
Ruyi's soft and delicate body was limp in his arms, her cheeks were flushed, and she said dreamily: "Okay..."
When Xiaohuan passed by the yard, she stopped again and looked back curiously.
Why is the door of the uncle and miss's room closed again, it was still open just now...
…
When Li Yi walked into another small courtyard, Xiao Cui was having fun under the sun with a prism.
Among the three of Xiaohuan, Xiaozhu and Xiaocui, she is the one who knows how to play the most. She is the best at kicking shuttlecock and kicking Cuju.
At the moment, she is showing Lao Fang the phenomenon of using a prism to create a rainbow in the sun.
Lao Fang was obviously not interested in changing the rainbow, so he squatted beside her and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Cui, I have something to discuss with you..."
"What's the matter, Uncle Fang?" Xiaocui asked casually while adjusting the angle of the prism.
Lao Fang looked at him and said, "Look, you are called Sister Xiaohong, and I am Uncle Fang, between..., is there a difference in generation?"
Xiaocui couldn't change the name he called him, this was his heart disease.
Everyone else wanted to raise their seniority, but he just wanted her to be called "Brother Fang". Is this too much to ask
Xiao Cui raised her head, blinked her eyes, and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Look, your little sister Hong is with me now, and the two of us are of the same generation..." Lao Fang looked at her, persuading her: "You call me Uncle Fang and her Miss Xiaohong, isn't there a gap between them?" Seniority?"
Xiaocui thought for a while, then suddenly realized, nodded and said: "It seems to be..."
He looked at Lao Fang and said earnestly, "I'm sorry, I won't call you like that in the future..."
Lao Fang suddenly felt her eye sockets moist and her nose a little sore. It has been three years, almost three years, and she finally got the hang of it...
Xiaocui looked at him and said sincerely: "Uncle Fang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll call her Aunt Xiaohong from now on..."
"—"
Seeing that old Fang was frozen in place, with moist eyes, Xiao Cui was startled, and asked, "Uncle Fang, what's wrong with you, Uncle Fang?"
"It's okay..." Lao Fang wiped his eyes, looked up at the sky, and said, "Today's sun is a bit poisonous. My eyes hurt from looking at it, and I'm in tears..."
Xiao Cui looked up and said doubtfully, "The sun is not poisonous today..."
"Isn't it poisonous?" Lao Fang lowered his head, shook his head, and said, "That's because I thought of my dead mother..."
"ah?"
Lao Fang wiped his eyes and sighed: "If she didn't die, she should be enjoying life now..."