Happy Little Scholar

When Li Yi opened the door, he could no longer see the group of people leaving.

I don’t know if we will see each other again after we say goodbye today.

These days, etiquette is very strict, and girls from wealthy families don't show up easily. Li Yi doesn't believe that the royal family will let a princess be a head catcher for the rest of her life.

Although she said she would come back after the New Year, she learned from Li Xuan that the possibility was extremely slim. In the end, her return to Beijing this time was due to the pressure from Kyoto.

I heard from Li Xuan that the officials in the Yushitai were going crazy. The princess of the same country, instead of staying well in the palace, went to a place hundreds of miles away and became a head catcher. If it hadn't been for a subordinate The censor accidentally showed up, and everyone was kept in the dark.

Within a few days, one memorial after another was issued. In addition to reprimanding the princess, there were also some other voices.

A seventeen-year-old princess should have gotten married a few years ago. Even if we went hundreds of years ago, there were not many princesses who got married so late. As a royal, you must set an example for all people. If the princess is not married at the age of seventeen, is she going to let all the women in the world follow her example and stay at home and be a leftover girl?

If all women married so late, how could the country's population increase and how could Jingguo become powerful...

Since ancient times, censors have not been afraid of causing trouble for others, especially the royal family. A few words can elevate a small matter to a political level. If it is not handled well, the rituals and music will collapse, and the country will be destroyed. That's it...

Obviously, Her Highness the Princess seems to be in trouble. I wonder if she will throw a few bombs at Yushitai to send them all to heaven after she returns. She can also declare to the outside world that God can't stand their actions and will send down heavenly punishment...

It's not Li Yilai's turn to worry about this matter. Her Highness the Princess is not the one who suffers. I believe she can handle it herself.

But she didn't mention asking him to go to the capital together later, which made Li Yi feel that the farewell banquet was not in vain.

After standing at the door for a while, his face returned to a relaxed expression, he shook his head and walked into the courtyard.

Everyone has their own life. This is just an interlude. Life must go on. I promised Xiaohuan to build a snowman that looks exactly like her next time it snows. However, looking at the recent weather, the little maid may It will be a long wait.

The next best thing is to make a snow sculpture, but painting a portrait is still possible.

When she came out just now, she was asked to wash up well, put on her most beautiful clothes, and dress herself up carefully. The gold and jade hairpin she was usually reluctant to wear had to be inserted in her head...

The little maid was so happy when she heard that she could have such a painting. She looked forward to it even more than the snowman. After all, the snowman would melt when the weather cleared, but the painting painted by her uncle could be preserved forever.

Although I still really want a snowman that looks exactly like me, I can just ask my uncle for help when it snows next time...

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Xiaohuan stood under a wintersweet tree in the yard. Li Yi picked up the pen and traced on the paper. Ruyi came out to look at it just now. Li Yi felt that he could not favor one thing over another. After Xiaohuan got the painting, he asked her to call Ruyi also out.

Why should Miss Liu Er want it? Didn't she already have one? She actually asked for it. The posture of holding the sword should be grand, and it is best to draw the feeling of a master... Only the devil knows what a master looks like.

Li Yi now feels more and more that the second uncle has the true temperament of a master. The more powerful the person is, the more ordinary he looks. Don’t you see, the sweeping monk fights two top masters alone and it’s just like playing. The deaf second uncle likes to take advantage of him. It is entirely possible that my uncle is a boss-like figure in the martial arts world.

Of course, if Miss Liu Er is painted to have the temperament of her second uncle, the price will be too high, and he may not be able to bear the consequences of doing so.

After finishing three paintings in a row, her wrists were a little sore. Miss Liu Er was still not satisfied. She raised doubts about Li Yi's painting skills and was too lazy to talk to her. Wasn't it because she smashed the snow sculpture that looked similar to her last time? As for To this day, I still feel resentful about it and like to find fault with myself.

Women are too vindictive and should provoke as little trouble as possible.

The weather was nice today. I was lying on the rocking chair, basking in the sun, and thinking about things. Xiaohuan ran over and told him that the old storyteller in the Goulan was looking for him.

What was Old Man Sun looking for? Did Goulan encounter another difficulty that he couldn't solve?

Li Yi was preparing to discuss something with him recently, but he didn't expect him to come to the door so quickly.

Old Man Sun did not come alone. A young man of fifteen or sixteen years old followed him, carrying a heavy bag on his shoulders. He was not familiar with the unfamiliar environment and had a timid expression on his face.

"Have you encountered any difficulties in Goulan?" Seeing that Old Man Sun's expression did not look like he had encountered something big, Li Yi looked at him and asked.

Speaking of Goulan, the old man grinned and said: "Don't worry, sir, the business in Goulan is very good. There were five performances yesterday, and every one was packed with seats, and it was almost impossible to squeeze in. It seems that these days There will only be more people in heaven.”

Before Li Yi could speak again, Old Man Sun turned around and waved to the young man, saying, "Bring it here quickly."

The boy hurriedly put down the bag on his back.

Old man Sun placed the coarse cloth bag in front of Li Yi. Li Yi heard a clattering sound, indicating that it was filled with copper coins.

The old man smiled and said: "These are the reward money received yesterday, as well as some silver, jade and the like, all of which were exchanged for copper coins. There are five coins in total, and these are three of them."

Three or five dollars is nothing to Li Yi now, but this figure still surprised him.

It is not uncommon for Ruyifang to earn ten times that amount in one day. After all, the people who come in and out of the shop are all rich people. But a small Goulan can earn five thousand coins in a day. If it only relies on rewards, it will be a bit Unbelievable.

It seems that he still underestimated the popularity of stage plays in this world. There is still a lot of room for exploration in this industry. You must know that the entertainment industry in the future can be called a treasure land for making money. If you can cultivate a few nationally known actors A star who does nothing but walks around to do business shows, holds concerts and so on, and still makes a lot of money?

The idea seems a bit biased. The status of actors here is low, and they cannot be compared with the stars of later generations. For ideals to become reality, the hierarchy of this world needs to be subverted first. Li Yi asked himself that he did not have this ability.

Thinking about what Old Man Sun said just now, he realized another problem. He looked at him and said: "The original agreement was four or six cents. I will give you four and you will have six cents. It should be two cents. Remember to take it from here when you go back." Always, don’t make this mistake again.”

Lao Sun shook his head after hearing this, "That's right. We calculated it together and felt that 60% was too much. I felt uneasy. This is how it will be divided from now on. Master, please don't refuse."

No one complains about the lack of money, and Old Man Sun is certainly no exception. The reason why they agreed to 64 cents in the first place was because they didn’t know how profitable this thing was. They made five guan in one day. In the past, they couldn’t make so much in a month. .

A pile of copper coins was placed in front of them, and everyone felt at ease, but if they were asked to take away 60% of them, they would feel uneasy again.

Everyone knows how to make this money. If they want to continue to make money in the future, they cannot do without a good story. If they want to make solid money, they must not take the big part.

"Do you really think you're giving too much money away?" Li Yi looked at Old Man Sun with a surprised expression.