Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 3 The Former Cauldron
After adapting to his body and the surrounding environment, Li Qinzai has not yet adapted to the changes in his heart.

Carrying a big trouble on his body and implicating the whole family, Li Qinzai became the sinner of the Li family from the beginning.

Even though he was taking the blame for his predecessor, he still had to blame himself for this misfortune, which was unavoidable and unavoidable.

Under the impeachment of more than a dozen supervisory censors, the public opinion in the court has already boiled. Even if the Li family has made contributions to the Tang Dynasty, it cannot escape the law and the public opinion.

When things are on the table and everyone knows about them, it is often difficult to settle the troubles with favors and petty actions.

Even if the emperor Li Zhi and the empress Wu Zetian were grateful for the achievements of the Li family and wanted to suppress this matter, they would be powerless.

Li Qinzai walked alone in the back garden of his home, looking at the clusters of flowers and bushes in front of him, his mood became more and more irritable.

Inexplicably coming to this strange world, Li Qinzai actually felt a fire in his heart. He couldn't explain why, but he just felt uncomfortable.

Those familiar relatives, friends, and various people and things in the previous life can be broken overnight, and no one can accept it.

Not to mention that after coming to this world, Li Qinzai couldn't help but wonder if God had to play with him to death before he was willing to give up.

What about being born in a wealthy family?How about not worrying about food and clothing?If Li Qinzai had a choice, he would rather choose to go back to the ordinary young man in his previous life who was a social animal from nine to nine nights.

No matter how barren the road is, it still belongs to its own scenery after all. It is not like what it is now. Even though there are colorful flowers along the way, it is just following the path of others.

Standing in the beautiful garden, Li Qinzai felt lonely as never before.

The half of the previous life that was choked by life, even if it was not appreciated, still stumbled and grew up, and suddenly came to this brand new environment, and was caught off guard but had to cut the past clean.

Those familiar people and things in the previous life, it's too late to hug and bid farewell.

Li Qinzai sighed, if he could drink a bowl of Mengpo soup before coming here, maybe he wouldn't have so many untimely feelings, and it would be a brand new life in a daze.

No matter how many feelings there are, the troubles still have to be solved, and they can only be solved by themselves, not involving others.

Li Qinzai has a lazy and cold personality. He doesn't like others to disturb his life, and he has no intention of causing trouble to others.

The item bestowed by the first emperor was sold, and the buyer, Hu Shang, is probably no longer in Chang'an. If you want to find this item, it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, so this road can only be cut off.

Public opinion in the government and the public was everywhere, and the emperor could not take sides. Li Qinzai couldn't think of any other way to solve this disaster for a while.

Standing in the garden for a long time, I couldn't figure out a way, but I felt a urge to urinate.

Looking around, this house is too unfamiliar to find a hut.

But it doesn't matter, men, not only are they at home everywhere, but they can also pee everywhere.

Finding a bush half as tall as a person, Li Qinzai lifted the hem of his shirt, and spurted out a stream of urgent and yellow urine.

The flow rate is large and the range is long. It is obviously a good urine for young and strong.

A faint voice came from behind.

"Wu Shaolang has been a little angry recently, do you want me to ask a doctor to take a look at it for you?"

Li Qinzai was shocked, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his back.

Turning around, he found a half-century-old man in a green shirt staring at his Xiasanlu, with a look of affectionate concern on his face.

Li Qinzai subconsciously covered his face, and then felt that something was wrong, so he covered his crotch like Marilyn Monroe, and still felt that something was wrong...

"Who are you?" Li Qinzai narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

The old man glanced at him in astonishment, then lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "Old Wu Tong, the housekeeper of the mansion, Wu Shaolang, you..."

Sighing with pity, Wu Tong said distressedly: "Erlang has been too ruthless these past few days. The good young man has been beaten to the point of confusion. This old man is going to ask a doctor to see you. By the way, he will get angry with you." The problem is also cured."

"Erlang" refers to Li Qinzai's own father, Li Siwen, the middle-aged man who beat Li Qinzai last night. Li Siwen is Li Ji's second son, and everyone in the family calls him "Erlang".

Li Qinzai resolutely declined: "No, I'm neither confused nor angry..."

Wu Tong said quietly: "Five young men, don't be so old, your expensive urine is so bright and outstanding, and it's half a zhang in diameter, and the anger persists for a long time, how can you not get angry?"

Li Qinzai subconsciously sucked his nose, it seems that, indeed, as expected... No, isn't anger a description of the inner?

The corner of his mouth twitched, heh, it's the predecessor's fault again.

This guy's private life is probably not that pure, and his body has been seriously harmed by alcohol and sex.

Seriously looking at Wu Tong's face, this old face is very ordinary, without any outstanding features, of course, not to mention handsome, judging from his behavior of peeking at himself peeing, maybe his character is also questionable...

"What's the matter?" Li Qinzai asked succinctly.

Wu Tong respectfully said: "Erlang has an invitation."

Li Qinzai's heart sank, and his expression turned ugly.

Is this dear father going to beat him up again?Except for last night's father-son filial piety, everyone is not familiar with each other, okay?

Li Qinzai didn't want to see him, but he had to.

"Well, I'll go right away." Li Qinzai turned around and left.

Wu Tong stopped him suddenly, pointed to the back with a strange expression, and said, "Wu Shaolang, you went wrong, the front hall is to the east..."

"Ah, I know, the scenery over there is nice, take a look at the scenery before going to see father."

After walking two steps, Wu Tong called Li Qinzai again, hesitated to speak, and after a while, said softly: "Erlang has been anxious recently, Wu Shaolang, please bear with me, there are too many people in the court to impeach Li's family, Your Majesty can't take it any longer, the trouble has come to such an extent, our Li family may have to pay something to explain to the world..."

Li Qinzai frowned: "What did you pay for?"

Wu Tong hesitated for a while, and his tone became more and more helpless: "The disaster has already happened, and the flying horse jade carving will probably not be found. The thing bestowed by the late emperor is lost, so there must be no sound. If the matter cannot be resolved, I'm afraid... Five Shaolang is going to be questioned, neither Master nor Erlang can take sides."

Li Qinzai's heart was suspended: "What is the punishment for the crime? You won't be beheaded, right?"

Wu Tong shook his head: "That's not true. After the Li family's meritorious service in three dynasties, the master is still alive. His Majesty will not kill the Li family members anyway. Otherwise, wouldn't it be cold to the hearts of the heroes?"

"Then I..."

Wu Tong sighed, and said: "There are rumors in the court, if the matter still cannot be calmed down, His Majesty will have to take Wu Shaolang to Dali Temple, maybe he will be sentenced to move to Lingnan, and he will not be allowed to return to Beijing for three to five years."

Li Qinzai felt relieved, he would be fine if he didn't kill his head. Although this strange world has nothing to do with it, it's better to be alive than to be dead.

Lingnan is good. There are lychees, primeval forests, monkeys all over the mountains and plains, and local aborigines wearing animal skins and roasting human flesh around the campfire. It's an idyllic paradise...

"Butler Wu, go get a rope, I'm going to hang myself at the door of my house."

(End of this chapter)