Yangzhou.

"Lalala! Lalala! I am a little expert in newspaper sales. Dadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadada

Han Xuanpin and Han Rui held hands and jumped and sang on the way home.

Han Yi and Xiao Wuyi, who were walking behind them, watched them jump and listened to their tender singing, laughing non-stop.

They just came back from Han Dashan’s grave. After all, they were mourning. Every three days, Han Yi and his family would go to clean the graves.

"Dad, mom, is it the child singing well, or is it the sister singing well?"

Han Xuanpin suddenly turned around, tilted his little head, and asked Han Yi and Xiao Wuyi with anticipation.

Han Yi was stunned and then smiled and said, "Of course, your sister sang well, do you still need to ask?"

Han Rui's little face suddenly showed joy.

Han Xuanpin frowned, very unhappy, suddenly turned around and said to Han Rui: "Sister, my mother told me before that nine of the ten words of Daddy are fake, don't trust Daddy."

Han Yi heard it clearly and immediately looked at Xiao Wuyi in disbelief.

Needless to think about it, this must be taught by Xiao Wuyi, because this is from his mouth, and Xiao Wuyi likes to take his catchphrase as his own.

Xiao Wuyi's guilty eyes floated around, "I was just talking casually at that time, but I didn't expect this guy to remember it. But it's not my fault, I have to blame yourself."

Han Yi said in surprise: "You are not, you can blame me too, okay, I would like to hear it carefully."

Xiao Wuyi said, "Of course you blame me. Look at our son, they are all like me, but not all like you. The most obvious thing is that they look like you. Look at it yourself, what do you think is what looks like you."

Han Yi was heartbroken when he heard this and said excitedly: "What do you mean? If you don't say it's good, it's okay, but when you mention your appearance, I want to argue with you. Is it ugly?"

Having said that, he knew very well that Han Xuanpin and Han Rui did not look like Han Yi at all, but they looked very much like him in later generations, including his hair. Now Han Yi is indeed average in appearance, and he is completely out of temperament. Xiao Wuyi is a famous beauty, so of course she attributed all her credit to herself.

Xiao Wuyi blinked and found that he had let go of the words again, "I-I didn't say that." But that look told Han Yi that this was the truth.

Han Yi snorted and said, "You didn't say that, but you clearly mean that, but this is just your one-sided statement. Do you still remember when we first arrived in Yangzhou, thousands of girls cheered for me, who is paying attention to you?"

Xiao Wuyi said anxiously: "That's because I gave in to you."

Han Yi snorted: "If you have the ability, don't let me give in. To be honest, even if I give in, people will only say that you are my wife."

"you--!"

Xiao Wuyi suddenly found that Han Xuanpin and Han Rui who were walking in front just now were standing beside them, both of whom were tilting their faces, with their eyes wide open, and looking at them with a cute look on their faces, and immediately said awkwardly: "What are you looking at?"

Han Xuanpin said innocently: "Look at you quarrel! Hehe."

Our awesome guy is very good at this. The more fierce the arguments, the happier he is. This has been the case since he was infancy. This is really similar to Xiao Wuyi.

But Han Rui lowered her head and pinched her little finger as if she had done something wrong.

"I'll go back and copy the filial piety for me later." Xiao Wuyi angrily scolded Han Xuanpin, and immediately whispered to Han Yi: "It's all your fault."

Han Yi rolled his eyes immediately.

Since they returned to Yangzhou, it seems that they have returned to the past and often quarrels, but the relationship between them comes from quarrels. The more quarrels they have, the stronger the relationship is.

When she returned home, Xiao Wuyi immediately grabbed Han Xuanpin with aggrieved face and went to the backyard to punish him for copying the Book of Filial Piety. Her methods have always been very simple and crude. Only in this way can she be able to suppress Ao Feng. Otherwise, the kid would have to go to heaven. The well-behaved Han Rui followed her very consciously because she felt that she had done something wrong and she would have to be punished if she did something wrong. This is natural, and her personality is completely similar to Yuan Mudan.

Han Yi sat in the yard with a book and started reading it.

"So hardworking?"

Suddenly, someone asked behind him with a smile.

Han Yi turned around and saw Yuan Mudan standing behind him, looking at him with a smile, and said with a smile: "I'm back."

Yuan Mudan nodded slightly and walked up, "Rui'er, where is Xuanpin?"

"I am receiving the education of the Eight Eight Shameless in the backyard. I advise you not to go see it because it is too cruel." Han Yi shook his head and sighed.

Yuan Mudan pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at the book casually, and said curiously: "Isn't this "Spring and Autumn"?"

Han Yi raised the cover of the book and said, "Yes!"

"I just saw you just started reading Zuo Zhuan the day before yesterday, why did you change the Spring and Autumn Festival today?" Yuan Mudan wondered.

Han Yi smiled and said, "The Zuo Zhuan is only a few pages and can be read in one day."

Yuan Mudan said angrily: "Not you can read books like this? Just like those of Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, you have to read this book "Zuo Zhuan" for at least several years, or even more than ten years, for a lifetime, but you're fine, you'll finish it in this day."

Han Yi said: "Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and others both came from a scholarly family, and I was from a farmer and a businessman. Of course, the way to read books is different."

Yuan Mudan was even more curious and said, "What do you mean? Although scholars and businessmen are very different, are there also differences in reading books?"

"certainly."

Han Yi smiled and said, "Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui are great scholars. They study sentence by sentence, read them over and over again, and absorb the connotation of each sentence completely. Only then can they finish reading a book, but I am not a great scholar. I only read books for one purpose, finding what I need from the book."

Yuan Mudan asked, "Then what are you looking for?"

Han Yi said: "I can't explain some ideological things clearly. Anyway, reading more books is not a bad thing."

This is a big truth. Of course he reads books, but it does not mean that he likes reading books. It is entirely a work requirement. He reads all kinds of books and has a rough impression. Then he studied the relevant books according to the task. After coming to the Tang Dynasty, he had no time to read books, but he had always been hiding behind others to give advice before. If he returns to Chang'an in the future, no one will stand in front of him anymore. He has to use his real skills. This is a bit different from a scam. He thinks that he must read all these books.

Yuan Mudan smiled and said, "It's second best to read books, you have to practice your words."

"I practice calligraphy every morning." Han Yi smiled.

"really?"

Yuan Mudan said in surprise.

"Of course it's true." Han Yi said: "But this is not something I want to practice. Anyway, everyone is used to my calligraphy. This is my Han Yi trademark. I think it's pretty good, but I can't let Xuanpin and Ruier surpass me in calligraphy when they were five years old. That's really embarrassing. At least I have to wait until they are ten years old before I allow them to surpass me."

Yuan Mudan heard it and said angrily and funny: "You are really ambitious."

"Everyone said that." Han Yi smiled and asked again: "Does Yuanxing have a lot of things recently?"

"many."

Yuan Mudan sighed again, saying, "But it's really annoying. We racked our brains and were busy, but it was not as useful as your words. Uncle Yuancang almost regarded you as a god. Before you came, Yuanxing had always been quiet. Now how long have you been back? Yuanxing is crowded with people, and the interest income on the accounts alone increased by about fifty times."

Han Yi smiled and said, "This is not something I said, but because Yangzhou has laid a solid foundation in the past few years. If you go to Lelangzhou to build an amusement park, no one will go to play, because everyone has no money and can't afford it. Therefore, I just lit a fire on the pile of firewood that has been piled. There is no shortcut in this world. Many successes require time to settle down."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a crisp sound from the door, "I'm back."

The two of them turned around and saw Yang Feixue holding a briefcase, waving her hands at them, with a bright smile on her face.

Han Yi's family has become accustomed to this kind of pastoral life. Yuan Mudan and Yang Feixue work from sunrise and rest from sunset to make money to support the family. Han Yi and Xiao Wuyi take care of their son at home, with a clear division of labor. After dinner, Han Yi accompanied Han Xuanpin and Han Rui to the bedroom and told them stories. This is what he is very good at. Now Han Xuanpin and Han Rui don't want to sleep if they don't listen to Han Yi telling stories.

The three women Xiao Wuyi, Yuan Mudan and Yang Feixue were sitting outside drinking tea and chatting, talking about the interesting things they encountered during the day, occasionally playing poker and relaxing, and they lived a very comfortable and comfortable life.

"What are you laughing at?"

Han Yi came to the balcony and saw three beauties laughing constantly, and couldn't help but say curiously.

Yang Feixue said: "I'm talking about you!"

"oh?"

Han Yi sat down and said curiously: "What do you say to me?"

Yang Feixue said: "Tell me about reading books and practicing calligraphy."

Han Yi said angrily: "What's there to say about this? I thought you were talking about something happy."

Yuan Mudan said: "You can't say that. Actually, the three of us talked privately before. Can you calm down and be filial at home? At that time, we all thought it was very difficult. But we didn't expect that you could really calm down, read books, practice calligraphy during the day, and tell stories to Rui'er and Xuanpin at night, and live a more regular life than anyone else."

Han Yi smiled and said, "With you by your side, why would I feel bored?"

Xiao Wuyi said, "I don't believe this. I had to ask you to stay at home with me before."

Han Yi tskated, "Can you not mention the past, one time and another? Now I have realized a set of life philosophy."

"What philosophy?" Yang Feixue said curiously.

Han Yi said: "That is, it's a blessing to lose one's mistakes. Everything has two sides, bad sides, but it's definitely a good side. No matter in any environment, I choose to look at the good side, so that I can always maintain an optimistic and upward attitude. Although I am not the Minister of Revenue, but just a civilian, and have lost power, I am sure that I will live much more comfortable than the ministers in Chang'an. At least I don't have to rack my brains every day to guard against this and that, nor do I have to be woken up in the middle of the night, nor do I have to go to Tai Chi Hall before dawn."

Yuan Mudan smiled and said, "It seems that you really don't want to go back to Chang'an."

Han Yi shrugged and said, "I said that this possibility cannot be ruled out, because everyone I care about is by my side, and I don't care about the rest."

Yuan Mudan, Yang Feixue and Xiao Wuyi exchanged eyes and began to wonder whether they really wanted to live here for a long time.

Han Yi was not wrong at all. Although he had no power or power now and could only stay in this countryside, he was also far away from the troubles of Chang'an. As the political and economic center of the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an was filled with struggles and would not stop for a moment.

However, within two or three months after Han Yi left, Chang'an once became calmer. After all, the decisive battle between Wu Meiniang and Changsun Wuji had already decided, and even Han Yi left. There was no big dispute inside, and outside, Goguryeo was destroyed. The merchants in the northwest were busy consolidating their power, while Lu Dongzan was lying on firewood and tasting gall.

But everyone knows that this kind of calm will not last too long.

This is true. With the efforts of Wu Meiniang, Xu Jingzong and others, Li Zhi finally issued an order to summon Li Yi's mansion to return to Beijing.

A new battle gradually began.
Chapter completed!