When Wang Yi woke up, he was lying in a strange place. Zheng Huaixian was missing long ago, and Li Yuan and others didn't know where they went.

At this time, a noise suddenly came from outside. Wang Yi pushed open the door of the room. Outside, Li Yuan was competing with Liu Shuyi for the remaining jar of Wannianchun that was yesterday.

Seeing Wang Yi coming out, Liu Shuyi said in surprise: "Mr. Wang, you are awake."

Li Yuan took advantage of Liu Shuyi's moment of speaking and took away Wannianchun on the table and started drinking secretly.

Wang Yi walked out of the room and covered his head. His last memory was that Zheng Huaixian pointed at his eyebrows and fainted. He drank a little too much wine last night, and he couldn't recall what happened afterwards.

"Why am I here?"

Li Yuan put the empty jar of wine on the table, ignored Liu Shuyi's protest, and said to Wang Yi: "When I woke up in the morning, I found you lying there. I finally put you on the bed. You woke up in less than half an hour."

Wang Yi nodded and knew that Zheng Huaixian should have left last night, and did not let Li Yuan and others know about his arrival.

Wang Yi quietly circulated the starry light. After a Zhoutian, the starry light returned to peace. Wang Yi sighed softly. Zheng Huaixian did not tell lies. His cultivation was once again stable in his true life and was not falling.

To solve the problem temporarily, Wang Yi smiled bitterly. Zheng Huaixian said that he would not dare to expect to become a saint within ten years. The saints in the world can count with one hand, and the most basic condition for those ten people in the world is a saint.

Wang Si was still eating breakfast heartlessly, with a bowl of tofu brain and a few trays of buns on the table, making the little guy have a great time eating.

Li Yuan and Liu Shuyi debated Li Yuan's very unrighteous behavior just now. Liu Shuyi was small and found a chair, stood on top, pointed at Li Yuan, and began to count Li Yuan's various crimes.

Wang Yi sat on the chair with an old ambition, watching all this with a smile, and missing a Ma Shun who was going out for a mission. After a while, Wang Yi first put the bun in the bowl in front of Wang Si, took a bun and started eating it.

Li Yuan and Liu Shuyi, who was standing on the chair, were still noisy. When the autumn wind blew, Wang Yi did not feel any coldness.

This man, who is only in his early twenties, sighed that he is so good at being young, but he forgot that he is also a teenager.

After breakfast, Wang Yi pulled Wang Si in one hand, took Li Yuan and Liu Shuyi toward Ziwu Lane.

When we arrived at Ziwu Lane, an old man was sitting on the tea stall next to us. When he saw Wang Yi and his party, the old man slowly stood up and came to everyone.

Liu Shuyi was ecstatic and ran to the old man, hugged the old man's legs, and shouted: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

This Nine Gate Admiral of the Ming Dynasty also served as the Ministry of Revenue

The old man from Shangshu touched Liu Shuyi's head with a doting look on his face, "Who told you not to go home yesterday."

Liu Shuyi said a little aggrievedly: "Who knows that grandpa has such great alcoholism, so I won't blame me if I haven't returned."

The old man laughed, raised his head and said hello to Li Yuan, "Your Highness, how about my drink?"

Li Yuan was very disgusted, put one hand on the old man's shoulder and gave a thumbs up, "It tastes like this, but tell me where I got it. I remember that my cousin has records."

The old man pretended to be mysterious and touched his beard and whispered: "Your Highness, you cannot say it, you cannot say it."

Li Yuan pushed the old man's shoulder and was very dissatisfied, "Tsk, it's obvious that it's not from the normal channel."

The old man no longer messed with Li Yuan and said to Wang Yi who was pulling Wang Si: "I have met the prince."

Wang Yi also guessed the identity of the old man. Liu Qian, the most corrupt official in the Ming Dynasty, was also a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty and one of the five ministers entrusted by the late emperor.

People all rumored that the property of Liu Shangshu's family combined can be comparable to the treasury tax revenue of the three years of the Ming Dynasty. The old man laughed at it.

Wang Yi returned the gift, "I have met Shangshu Liu."

The old man laughed and said in a questioning tone, "Talk?"

Wang Yi nodded, and then invited the old man to his yard for a detailed discussion.

After sitting down, Wang Yi asked Li Yuan and others to stand outside and wait, and sat inside to entertain Liu Qian.

The tea is served on the table, one cup per person.

Wang Yi said: "It's a bit simple, please don't be surprised by Lord Liu."

The old man, who was older than this Ziwu Lane, smiled slightly, "If it is, the princes and princes are all my grandson's husbands. How could I be so picky?"

Originally, in Wang Yi's imagination, as a well-known corrupt official in the Ming Dynasty, the old man should be rich and weighing at least 200 kilograms. Unexpectedly, he was a thin old man, which was beyond Wang Yi's expectations.

"I wonder if Mr. Liu came here for this time?"

The old man put down the teacup and sighed slightly, "It's not for my grandson. A few years ago, I was still very happy to be friends with His Royal Highness the so-called "not fighting" and "not getting to know each other, and I became friends. Although His Royal Highness never does anything serious, his character is always good."

"I don't know when Liu Shuyi fell in love with those people and things in the world. He told me that he had to ride a donkey and carry a long sword to travel around the world alone. I was so angry that I locked him in the attic."

"But a few days ago, the prince came to the mansion and told Liu Shuyi that Li Taibai, whom he admired the most, came to Chang'an City. Now, this kid came to Ziwu Lane at the instigation of His Royal Highness the prince, to meet the Qingshirt swordsman."

The old man put his hands between his abdomen and looked yearning, "Who doesn't envy Li Taibai

I have only one grandson, so how could I let him go on the road alone?”

"As a result, before I could persuade him, the kid came home and asked me directly if I could learn swords from the Marquis."

Wang Yi finally understood the old man's purpose, but his grandfather was worried that his grandson would practice swordsmanship, for fear of accidents.

Wang Yi fiddled with the teacup and asked, "That Lord Liu?"

Liu Qian smiled, "I just wondered if the Marquis could not teach that boy first. When the boy grows up or I close my eyes, the Marquis could do whatever he wants."

After saying that, Liu Qian stood up and bent down to salute Wang Yi.

Wang Yi hurriedly helped Liu Qian up, "Mr. Liu is so rude. I can understand your mood, but this is not good."

Liu Qian pulled Wang Yi's arm, glanced at the door, and after confirming that there was no one, he whispered: "The Marquis can teach him to study first. When Liu Shuyi is annoyed, he will go back home obediently."

Wang Yi looked at Liu Qian's begging expression, gritted his teeth, and agreed, "Okay, I promise Mr. Liu."

Liu Qian bent down to salute again, and Wang Yi was not surprised. The old Shangshu, one of the six ministries, seemed to be unable to see any greed for money.

Liu Qian said to Wang Yi: "Your Majesty summoned me into the palace and said he wanted to build the princess's mansion, but there was no money anymore. I kept asking me to find a way, but I knew that the treasury was empty and there was no spare money. I hope the prince and prince would say something to the prince."

Wang Yi looked at Liu Qian with some suspicion. This was inconsistent with what Li Yuan said. It was obvious that you had agreed to Your Majesty that you could take out the money.

"I heard that Lord Liu has promised His Majesty that he can take out the money."

Liu Qian coughed twice, looking extremely uncomfortable, and dodged Wang Yi's eyes, "Who said it is all rumors, it's just that I know a few acquaintances, and I can just pay on credit."

Wang Yi has gained some knowledge today. It turns out that Lord Liu is not only rich, but also has a thick face.

Liu Qian took out a few silver notes from his sleeve and put them on the table quietly, "If my grandson is hungry and thirsty, please take care of him."

Wang Yi sat upright and quietly accepted the silver note, "You are so kind, Lord Liu is so kind."

"Come, give good tea, give the best tea."

Liu Qian, who was about to drink tea, stopped moving. Wang Yi took the tea cup and put it in front of him. "I don't know how many years this tea has been left. It should be left by the year the Jinyiwei was abolished. Lord Liu is our friend, how can he drink this kind of tea?"
Chapter completed!