At the gate of the Yamen in Jingzhao Mansion, the woman beating the drum was stopped by the Yamen again.
On the side street, many pedestrians stopped to watch, pointed at the woman not far away, and whispered about it.
"I saw her beating drums here early in the morning, and I don't know what grievance is there?"
"I heard that my younger sister seems to have died, and I heard that the official said that something was committed by the imperial court. I'm afraid it's not the case of Miaoyin Pavilion two days ago."
"That villain's arrest papers are posted all over the street. What is she doing here? Could there be something else hidden in this case?"
While everyone was discussing, a policeman came out, looked at the woman, waved his hand, and said, "Take her down!"
"This is the Jingzhao government office. Is this the place where you messed around?" The policeman glanced at her indifferently, then turned his head and said, "My lord has ordered that this woman provoke the majesty of the government office over and over again, interfere with official duties, and bring her back." Go in, stick twenty..."
Then he stepped forward, waved away the crowd of onlookers on the street, and said loudly: "There's nothing to see, it's all gone, gone..."
Although the big drum at the gate of the yamen is for the common people to avenge their grievances, it cannot be knocked randomly to disrupt the normal order of the yamen. However, despite this rule, this woman just lost her relatives, and her sad mood can be understood. Punishing her, in the eyes of everyone, is a bit unreasonable...
However, these things are not something they can discuss arbitrarily. Seeing the woman being brought in, they could only shake their heads and disperse.
"Boss, do you really want to hit twenty sticks?" A policeman looked at the thin woman, hesitantly said: "Twenty sticks down, what should I do if I beat her to death?"
"You pig's brain!" The head catcher slammed on his head and said angrily, "My lord said, be careful, if you kill him, I will use your life to pay for it..."
The policeman who was knocked on the head by him was crying and asked: "What is being careful..."
The head catcher waved his hand: "Just make up your mind, after the beating, take her to the prison and lock her up first, so don't let her come out to make trouble again."
After a while, the arrester arrived at the pale woman who had been pressed on the stool. The scene of the woman's death that night appeared in her mind, and a trace of pity appeared on her face. She shook her head slightly and waved: "Give me the board, I'll do it myself..."
When the two police officers pressed the woman into the prison, they felt that today was an eye-opener. It was the first time they saw someone who was able to walk to the prison by himself after being tortured by the cane after working in the yamen for so long...
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"I don't want it anymore, I don't want the sachet, I don't want the lantern, I don't want the poem..."
Li Yi limped out of Ms. Liu Er's room clutching his buttocks, turned around and said, "Take it if you like it, and if you like anything else, take it whatever you want, it's all yours..."
Miss Liu Er glanced at him, and said lightly: "Who told you not to make it clear..."
Li Yi didn't want to explain any more. Wasn't what he just said clear enough? What she owed herself, the thing that the woman wore next to her chest, was once given to him by someone. Besides the sachet, what else
bellyband
She also didn't want to think about it, how could he be so perverted as a majestic and indomitable man
Miss Liu Er glanced at him again, and said, "I owe you the sachet, and I will pay you back in the future."
"Forget it, let's not do it in the future, I don't want it anymore..." Li Yi rubbed her butt that was still aching, when did she develop this problem, wouldn't she start it in another place
"If you don't want it, you have to." After Miss Liu Er said, she shook her hair, leaving him with a cool back.
Although she said it bluntly, it has been two months since she received Miss Liu Er's sachet.
If it's just a simple gift of a sachet, just buy one on the street, but Miss Liu Er is so picky about his gifts, and even made him transcribe a new copy of the poem, so of course I gave it to him. It won't be so hasty.
The fabric used for the sachet was carefully selected from the fabrics in her collection. According to Xiaohuan, it took the second miss a full three days to choose spices, and then to embroider things on it and sew the rags together. When I got up, I didn't know how much was wasted during this period, so I dragged it until now.
Her ability to deal with people is extremely strong, but if it falls on cooking skills or female celebrities, it will greatly lower the level of the majority of women. Li Yi held the sachet sewn by Miss Liu Er, feeling very Be sure, if you wear this to go out, you will be laughed at by others.
However, looking at Miss Liu Er's eyes, he could only nod his conscience: "Very good, I like it very much."
Miss Liu Er's nervous expression finally eased, and she said: "It's the first time sewing, there are many places that are not well done, let's make do with it."
Li Yi nodded and said: "There are indeed many things that are not well done, such as some traces of the fabric stitching, the color matching is not very good, the stitches are thin and dense, and the choice of spices seems to be..."
Miss Liu Er looked at him calmly, "What?"
Li Yi hung the sachet on his waist in satisfaction, and said, "It seems... there is nothing to be picky about."
No matter how ugly the sachet sewed by Miss Liu Er is, it is unique in this world. Either stick to this truth, or win her and tell her what is wrong with the selection and matching of spices.
Li Yi didn't have time to correct her mistakes after fighting her for 300 rounds today, because today was the day when Lin Wanru and Lin Yong left for Qi.
The Qi State caravan that accompanied them left the capital long after the Lantern Festival passed. They stayed for more than two months, and if they didn't go back, the Lin family's business in Qi State might be about to change.
Regarding the business cooperation, he discussed all the details with her a month ago, and this time, he will also send a caravan and guards to escort them to Qi.
When the motorcade reached the gate of the city, Ruyi and Lin Wanru were talking, got out of the carriage, patted her hand, and said, "It's a long way from here to the country of Qi, sister Lin, be careful all the way."
Lin Wanru smiled and said: "Although the journey is long, I have traveled back and forth several times, and these guards escorted me all the way, sister, don't worry."
Then, she walked to Li Yi's side, looked at him, smiled, stretched out her palm, and said, "Goodbye..."
Li Yi was startled, and then reached out his hand, holding both hands together.
As soon as they were touched, Lin Wanru turned her head, looked at Ruyi, and explained: "This is a kind of etiquette in our hometown, called the 'handshake ceremony', to welcome friends who haven't seen for a long time or say goodbye to friends who are about to be separated..."
Lin Yong looked at this scene in surprise, and after scratching his head, he stretched out his hand to Li Yi, and said sadly, "Brother Li, goodbye!"
Li Yi punched him hard on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "What are you doing with your face? It's not that you don't see me. After half a year, you may have to come to Kyoto again..."
Lin Yong smiled honestly, and said embarrassingly: "It's not that I miss you, Brother Li..."
Li Yi smiled and said, "Two big men, don't be so sensational..."
"...I can't bear to part with the food cooked by Brother Li!"
After Lin Yong finished speaking, Li Yi was startled, then waved his hand, "Let's go..."
He watched Lin Yong get into the carriage with a big smile, and leaned on the carriage to wave to him. When Lin Wanru bent down to lift the curtain, she looked back and disappeared behind the thick curtain the next moment.
The convoy drove out slowly, until the last car was no longer in sight, Li Yi turned his head and said, "Let's go back."
"Mother..."
There was a rush of people at the gate of the city, and the voices were noisy, but both he and Ruyi had excellent hearing, so how could they not hear this milky and somewhat vague voice.
Ruyi looked down at the baby in the swaddle, with joy on her face, she looked at Li Yi suddenly, and asked, "Sir, did you hear that just now?"
Although the six-month-old child can't understand the language yet, under the deliberate guidance on weekdays, he can already jump out one by one. Li Yi sighed and said: "Sure enough, the lady won..."
Li Duan also seemed to feel Ruyi's joy, curled up in his swaddling clothes, with a smile on his face, opened his mouth again, and made an indistinct sound.
"Little... Mother..."