When they looked up, the two women were stunned, and then a look of joy quickly appeared on their faces.
Xiaocui said before that he had already returned to Kyoto, but he missed it a few days ago, and they actually didn't go out these few days.
The joy on Zeng Zuimo's face was quickly concealed by her, Wan Ruoqing took a few steps forward quickly, then stopped in her footsteps, although her heart was excited, when her voice came out, it turned into calm.
"Xiao Cui said before, thinking that you should come over in the next few days."
Li Yi nodded, without any politeness or rustiness, nodded and said: "I've been delayed due to some things these days."
Wan Ruoqing looked at him and asked with a smile, "Is Mrs. Li okay?"
Neither of them noticed that Zeng Zuimo's body trembled slightly when he heard these three words. He looked at Li Yi, and then moved away quickly.
"It's all good."
Li Yi looked back, and asked, "The one who went out just now, is the servant Zeng of the household department?"
The defense force around Yangliu Lane is not low, but all of this is based on the premise that they don't disturb their normal life. With their consent, no one else will stop them.
Wan Ruoqing nodded, then turned her head and looked at Zeng Zuimo.
Zeng Zuimo had already stood up at this time, walked over, looked at Li Yi, and said softly, "I'm sorry."
"Ah?" Li Yi was startled, not knowing why she said this suddenly.
"I was actually at home that day." Zeng Zuimo lowered his head and said, "If it wasn't for me, this thing wouldn't have happened."
In fact, this matter has been buried in her heart for a long time. The two emotions of self-blame and guilt are intertwined in her heart every day. Until now, seeing that he is in peace with her own eyes, she finally let go of her heart.
It took Li Yi a lot of effort to recall that he had been to Yangliu Lane that day. At that time, Xiaocui said that Zeng Zuimo was not there. When he went back, he met the Taoist nun.
He smiled and waved his hands at the moment, not caring about the matter at all, and said, "It's none of your business, she planned it in advance, it wasn't that day, it might be the second day, or the third day."
Without asking Zeng Zuimo why Xiao Cui lied that day, Li Yi looked at her and asked with some doubts: "That Minister Zeng..."
Zeng Zuimo whispered: "It's my second uncle."
Hearing this news suddenly, Li Yi was slightly taken aback, looked at her, and asked, "What the hell is going on here?"
He could feel Zeng Zuimo's emotions at this moment, and after saying this, he immediately changed his words, "If it's inconvenient..."
"No inconvenience." Zeng Zuimo shook his head and said, "It's all over."
She walked out the door, "Just going to the shop, let's talk as we go."
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Li Yi really didn't expect that she would have such a story.
Although the Zeng family was not very prominent more than ten years ago, it was considered a wealthy family in Kyoto. Of course, the Zeng family at that time was not the current Zeng family.
Zeng Zuimo's father seemed to be a minor official in the Ministry of Household Affairs. Later, because of a mistake in some important matter, he was involved in a battle in the court, and was pushed to the forefront. As a result, the direct line of the Zeng family suffered heavy losses. The men were convicted or beheaded or exiled, and the female relatives were filled into the Jiaofang Division, while the others were preserved.
Later, the Zeng family's second house joined the Cui family's network, and the Zeng family revived. Zeng Shichun was even an official to the household servant. After all, the Zeng family is even more prominent than it was ten years ago.
As a direct descendant of the Zeng family, Zeng Zuimo was implicated when he was very young. After several twists and turns, he went to the Jiaofang Secretary, Qunyu Academy, and then redeemed himself, and came to the capital...
She had never mentioned these things before, and this was the first time Li Yi knew about them.
Li Yi looked at her and asked, "Is there any family members in the Jiaofang Division?"
Zeng Zuimo shook his head, and said: "Mother committed suicide before they came to search the house, and I was the only one in fact."
Li Yi had heard about what it was like in Jiaofangsi and brothels, and then thought of her decisive and almost stubborn temperament, and he could roughly imagine how she grew up step by step from an official daughter to what she is now .
How many hardships and sufferings he has suffered during this process, even if he has been a human being in two lifetimes, it is impossible for him to experience it.
Thinking of these things, he felt inexplicably sad, Zeng Zuimo raised his head inadvertently, just in time to catch a certain expression on his face.
Li Yi's heart sank, worried that with her temperament, she might take this as pity or pity, so she hurriedly explained: "Don't..."
Seeing his nervous look, Zeng Zuimo smiled instead, a warm feeling surged up in his heart, and asked, "What about you, where have you been these past few months?"
Wan Ruoqing, who didn't speak all the way, also turned to look at him.
"Going west all the way, I first went to Shuzhou, and then stayed in Qi for two months..."
Li Yi downplayed it and briefly described the itinerary for the past few months. As for the dangerous parts, he naturally skipped a sentence.
Even so, the two women also heard something different from it, and clenched their fists in their sleeves, but they didn't show anything on their faces.
A few steps away behind him, the look of surprise on the scruffy old man's face never faded.
Only now did he finally understand why that shortcut was always blocked...
Li Yi didn't say much on this topic. When passing by a certain clothing store, he cleverly diverted the topic away.
In terms of clothing, Kyoto has undoubtedly led the trend of Jingguo and even the surrounding countries. The dazzling clothing has dazzled the women. As for underwear, it has been accepted by most women, although there are still some conservatives who still think about it. Resist, but it can no longer affect this vigorous underwear reform.
Goulan has not changed much. In fact, the operation mode there has matured, and the number of Goulan in Kyoto has already reached saturation. In the past few months, in addition to expanding to farther counties and counties, it has also Taking root in the ground, it has gradually become something that the people are used to every day.
Whenever I dream back at midnight, Wan Ruoqing still vaguely remembers that more than a year ago, when the fence was about to close and everyone was worrying about their livelihood, he broke into everyone's sight with a disdainful attitude middle.
At first, I just wanted to live, to live in this world, and then I didn't have to worry about life, and I wanted to make the actors in Qing'an Mansion live better, and then..., it became what it is today.
The extremely magnificent picture that was conceived at the beginning, I am afraid that it will be realized in the near future.
Li Yi estimated the time and said, "It's getting late, let's find a place to eat first."
"Why don't you go back and do it?" Wan Ruoqing suggested.
Li Yi pointed to the restaurant in front of him, and said, "I'll go to the shop and Goulan in a while, let's make do with it here."
Wan Ruoqing nodded, and Zeng Zuimo naturally had no objection.
Since various new operas began to emerge in Kyoto, many people, whether ordinary people or powerful officials, have cultivated the habit of listening to operas, and many restaurants in Kyoto have also undergone some improvements.
After entering the restaurant, the first thing you see is a half-person-high stage.
On the stage, there are performances by actors specially invited by the restaurant for the guests who come and go for dinner to watch.
In the lobby on the first floor, facing the stage, the tables are arranged in a star-like pattern. The location on the second floor is better, where you can have a panoramic view from a high place. Of course, the corresponding price will be more expensive.
When Li Yi and his two daughters walked into the restaurant, it was supposed to be lunch time, but there were not many customers. From the outside, this place should belong to that kind of high-end restaurant. Ordinary people may not be able to afford it. It's normal.
Soon a guy came over to say hello, and at this time, on the second floor, somewhere in a banquet where people were drinking, there were wine glasses clinked, but they were not taken back.
Seeing this, one person asked strangely, "Young Master Qin, what's the matter?"