After Wang Yi had his meal, he was basking in the sun in the yard. He had a charcoal pencil in his hand and unknowingly drew the outline of a painting called "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" on the ground.
Well, my hands are really itching, so I even drew a picture.
Wang Yi was about to stretch out her foot to wipe it off when a voice suddenly came from beside her: "Good aesthetics, I like this picture."
Wang Yi retracted the silver needle from between her fingers and glared at Zheng Yeheng unhappily: "You walk without making any sound, are you a ghost?" After saying that, she swiftly rubbed off the charcoal drawing.
Zheng Yeheng chuckled and touched his nose.
Suddenly, he saw her trying to rub off the painting, and hurriedly stopped her: "Such a good painting, why are you trying to rub it? Hong Jiu, go find some paper and make a copy of it!"
"What's wrong? I'm just drawing."
Wang Yi wanted to continue to take pictures, but Zheng Yeheng directly grabbed her hand and picked her up, and spun her around under the tree.
"What are you doing? Let go! Men and women shouldn't touch each other, Zheng Yeheng, let go!"
Wang Yi resisted the urge to kill. She wasn't afraid of being taken advantage of. At her age, she had already given birth to seven sons, and it was unclear who was taking advantage of whom, Zheng Yeheng or herself. However, this was inappropriate. She had clearly stated that she didn't want to have anything to do with Zheng Yeheng in this way. Such intrusive behavior would only tarnish his reputation.
"I just don't want you to ruin the painting. Don't think too much about it."
Zheng Yeheng held her up and placed her on the stone platform on the other side. Hong Jiu had already rushed into the room where Zheng Yeheng had lived before, took out a large piece of white paper, and copied the part of the picture drawn by Wang Yi.
Reach out and pick it up, and in the sunlight, the charcoal pencil's light and heavy strokes are vivid and lifelike, and the mountains, rivers, are all freehand, handsome, and elegant.
"Great. I didn't expect you to be so talented at painting."
"Why did you come to see me?"
Wang Yi rolled his eyes when he saw Hong Jiu hiding the precious painting.
It's just a casual drawing, but he treats it as a treasure.
"I'll make an appointment with you. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, it's time to send you back to the village."
Zheng Yeheng picked up the cold tea cup next to him, changed it and poured himself a cup, which also dispelled a lot of the heat from the afternoon sun.
Wang Yi jumped down from the stone platform and asked, "Is your army coming?"
"Five more days."
"Then let's go back to Xinyingzhuang tomorrow."
"Fulu Farm," Zheng Yeheng corrected him. He had come up with the name, so he couldn't just call it that.
“…”
"I'm going to take a nap. Don't wake me up if you have nothing else to do. I want roast chicken for dinner. Hongjiu will kill the chicken and bring it over in a while."
Ouch? You're so rude, you even ordered food.
Wang Yi was about to say something when Zheng Yeheng stepped in. Two guards were standing at the door.
She rolled up her sleeves and was about to kick the door, but was stopped by Hong Jiu.
"Sister Yi, dear sister, please be considerate of my master. He slept comfortably here the other day, and he hasn't been able to sleep these past few days. Please let my master rest for a while. He said he would pay for it. This is considered a loan, and we are not eating and living here for free."
After saying that, he held up a small ingot of gold and handed it over with both hands, fearing that Wang Yi would throw it away if she was in a bad mood.
"...He's sensible."
Wang Yi took the small gold ingot away, hid it in his sleeve and actually sent it into the space.
Regardless of the gold and silver given, it should be considered as a business of accommodation, not as an emotional connection.
She is reluctant to give too much affection to a man.
Sister Yi's feelings are more valuable than gold.
"Come on, Lan Miao and Silly Sister, accompany Auntie to the street to buy some needles."
After Zheng Yeheng closed the door, he kept listening to the sounds inside, but saw that Wang Yi really led the two girls away.
This avoidance of suspicion is heartbreaking.
"...Humph. I won't leave. I don't believe you won't come back."
He was really tired. He and Mo Naihe had been racking their brains recently, but they still couldn't come up with a perfect solution.
Now, we can only take one step at a time. In the end, I am afraid we will have to take the path of fighting to support the war.
He didn't want his army to be like a swarm of locusts, causing great suffering to all. But if the problem really couldn't be solved, this was the only way.
As I was thinking about this, I put my head on the pillow and started snoring.
Hong Jiu was squatting at the gate bored. He saw a mangy dog sniffing around everywhere, so he threw a stone to chase it away.
Suddenly, he felt that his master was no different from this dog. He had no choice but to stay here because he was chased away by Sister Yi. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but slap himself lightly.
What are you thinking about? How can you compare your master with this mangy dog? Doesn't that mean you are even worse than the mangy dog?
Pfft! Children's words are blown away by the wind! I didn't think about anything, I didn't think about anything!
At this time in the afternoon, the streets were hot and few people were strolling around. Instead, in the restaurants and taverns, many people were playing musical instruments and singing.
At this time, Wang Yi passed by a storefront.
The front was decorated with red velvet, making it look magnificent, but now it is in a state of disrepair. The door is cracked, the items inside are tilted, and the plaque was hit in the middle, breaking it in two. There is a notice posted on the door saying it is for sale, but the price is not specified.
Because he had just bought a shop, Wang Yi took a second look at this shop, but after seeing the words on the plaque clearly, he burst out laughing.
"Auntie, what's wrong?" Lan Miao looked around but couldn't figure out what Wang Yi was laughing at.
"It says on this plaque, Specialties from the Western Regions." Wang Yi finally understood why the Western Regions merchant was so miserable. His shop was smashed like this. No wonder he couldn't survive in the city.
"Kuliti's store?" Lan Miao also laughed out loud, and went closer with Wang Yi to take a look.
Wang Yi had never seen a Western specialty store in this era, so it was quite new.
Suddenly, a girl's crying was heard in the store.
Is anyone there?
Wang Yi reached out and pushed open the broken half of the window. When he looked up, he saw a woman dressed like a little beggar squatting in the corner of the room, sobbing softly.
"Who are you?"
The girl looked up, her big watery eyes and deep brow bones, obviously a woman from the Western Regions.
Beautiful girl!
Wang Yi sighed in his heart, he didn't expect to meet such a beautiful girl here.
"Who are you to Curiti?" Judging from her appearance, she must be related to Curiti.
She rescued Kuriti and brought him back to the farm, where he recuperated from his injuries. After he recovered, he would most likely work as a tenant farmer or a long-term worker for Wang Yi.
Of course, if Wang Yi becomes a tenant again, he will not calculate the share in the same way as when he first rented the land to Uncle Li's family.
According to market rules, tenant farmers and landlords usually split the profits in a 3:7 ratio, with the tenant farmers keeping three parts of the crops and the landlords receiving seven parts. Wang Yi also planned to follow the rules so that he and his family would have less work to do when they reclaimed wasteland and cultivated the land in the future.
"My name is Ianna, do you know my brother?"
Brother? I didn’t expect him to be a relative.
"Why aren't you with Curiti?"
"I took my brother's remaining silver and went out of town to seek help from an old friend. On the way, I encountered robbers and finally escaped. I didn't expect that my brother had been kicked out by the store owner. Woo woo."
"Stop! Talk nicely and don't cry. I know where your brother is. If you don't believe me, you don't have to come with me. Go to a place called Fulu Villa outside the city. Your brother is there."
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