The warm sun is rising, and a red sun hangs in the sky.
The morning sun shone down with warmth, quietly melting the snow on the trees in front of the courtyard.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was standing in front of the door holding his breath and concentrating.
The morning breath was extremely pure. He stood in front of the gate and pondered for a moment. He took the brush in his hand and flicked it back and forth a few times in the ink on the black inkstone at his feet.
The Langhao pen sucked up the juice and became saturated in a moment. He wiped off the excess ink on a towel.
"It's Chinese New Year..." Minamoto no Laiguang thought for a moment.
He quickly gathered his thoughts, spread the expensive rice paper in front of him, and began to write with his fingers.
Minamoto Yorimitsu is somewhat good at calligraphy.
I used to have nothing to do, copying from online posts in my dormitory, and the industrial ink and ordinary rice paper I consumed could probably fill two boxes.
In terms of composition, I haven't learned anything.
It looks a bit like Jianghu style, but overall it leans towards running script, so the aesthetics are quite high.
At least his steady handwriting and serious attitude were quite classy, which made Mrs. Xiaolin's beautiful eyes shine with brilliance as she stood by the gate.
It wasn't until he completely stopped writing that his whole body returned to normal, without the solemn feeling just now.
"To be honest, it is rare for young people today to be able to write with such powerful handwriting."
"It's a bit pixelated, and it's like Chimeiin style..."
"Although there is still room for improvement, I think it's pretty good. This kid has worked hard before."
It's already approaching the New Year, and people everywhere are starting to go out, either to buy New Year's goods or to visit the streets during the New Year.
Although the people who live in the Heian Shrine Garden Area are either rich or noble, they are still human beings. When Minamoto Yorimitsu was writing the door sticker, several elderly people around looked at it and came over. After finishing writing, they commented on it.
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Of course, I won't criticize. Even if there are old people who are good at calligraphy, I will praise them. After all, young people who can calligraphy are very rare nowadays.
"Mr. Yuan, thank you. I didn't expect your handwriting to be so good. Could you give me a stamp?"
Mrs. Xiaolin's eyes were full of hope.
This copybook was specially written by Minamoto Yorimitsu to Mrs. Kobayashi. He had already written his own.
The reason was that when he got up in the morning, he planned to write by himself and paste the word "福" on the door, but he happened to meet Mrs. Xiaolin who was going out for morning exercise.
Due to some reasons, it was impossible to turn a blind eye. After an awkward greeting, she discovered that Minamoto Noraimitsu had actually prepared something to write on. Out of curiosity and politeness, she shamelessly asked for a copy.
But she didn't expect Minamoto no Yorimitsu's calligraphy to be so good. After reading it, she really thought the copybook was beautiful.
"No problem, where is the seal?" Minamoto Yorimitsu readily agreed and picked up the seal at his feet.
"A little lower, yes, a little further in the middle."
Minamoto Yorimitsu stamped his seal in the direction pointed by Mrs. Kobayashi, held the top of the seal with his index finger and thumb, and used force to cover the seal as much as possible.
This is his ordinary seal. In addition to the legally binding seal made by Sakichu Koto, he also made several ordinary seals out of interest.
After stamping the seal, he picked up the copybook with the ink still wet and handed it to Mrs. Xiaolin to give some advice, when a childish voice came over.
"Uncle Yuan, good morning!"
As soon as the voice came out, a pink and pretty little girl ran over. She was still wearing thick cotton clothes, her face was red and white, and she had two beautiful horn braids. She looked very lovable.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu rubbed her head, but the other party didn't feel disgusted and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Rina."
He suddenly thought of something, raised his hand and touched his pocket, and took out a red envelope: "I just prepared Nian Yu. Did you kid see it secretly, so you came to find me?"
"Rina didn't peek! But Rina accepted it!"
As soon as she saw the red envelope in his hand, Kobayashi Rina's eyes lit up, she raised her hands to grab it like a coquettish girl, her little feet jumped and reached out to hook it.
After getting it in her hand, the child used her fingers to estimate the thickness of the nian jade. After feeling full of affection, she patted it several times with satisfaction and put it into her pocket with a smile.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu couldn't help but laugh. As expected, children everywhere like to receive red envelopes. The appearance of this child reminded him of his former self.
"You kid, it's too rude to accept the red envelope directly. Remember to say thank you to Uncle Yuan."
Mrs. Xiaolin, who was carefully holding the New Year's card in her hand, reminded the child with some annoyance.
Kobayashi Rina was stunned for a moment, then raised her pure little face and said sweetly: "Thank you, Uncle Gen!"
Minamoto Yorimitsu smiled and said nothing. He turned around and packed up the things on the floor, and posted what he had written before on the door. Kobayashi Rina also lowered her head and began to secretly open the Nian Yuli and take a look at how much money there was.
Mrs. Xiaolin, on the other hand, was looking sneaky with the door sticker in her hand, stretching her head to look inside the ajar door.
Mrs. Kobayashi watched for a long time, and saw that Minamoto Norimitsu had finished packing her things, and a strange look appeared on her face: "Is Mr. Minamoto celebrating the New Year alone?"
"Yes, alone." Minamoto Yorimitsu said casually.
"Don't you have a girlfriend? I've met several of them before, including your sister, too. I can't all leave and leave you here alone."
Keiko Kobayashi was even more confused. She had seen several girls in Minamoto Yorimitsu's family before. Although Hongji said that Minamoto Yorimitsu had many girlfriends, she didn't think that all three or four girls would be.
But now it seems that there are no girls left.
Moreover, it was approaching the New Year's Eve, and today was New Year's Eve. It was strange no matter how you thought about it, Minamoto Yorimitsu was still here alone, so she asked out of curiosity.
"A person seems cleaner." Minamoto norimitsu responded casually, then quickly turned around and asked casually with a smile: "Isn't Kobayashi-san at home?"
When her husband's name was mentioned, the fair-skinned and beautiful Mrs. Xiaolin's expression became obviously unnatural.
"He...he's a little busy...on a business trip again."
Mrs. Xiaolin tugged her hair around her ears.
"What about Kitahara-san?" Minamoto Yorimitsu asked again.
When Mrs. Xiaolin heard the name, she said nervously: "Hong, Hong Si's kid, maybe he will come..."
"Are you still coming here today?" Minamoto Yoriguang couldn't help but frowned when he heard her say this.
Mrs. Xiaolin couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart.
Especially after seeing his bad expression.
As an insider who knew that she and Kitahara Hiroshi, the security guard, often repaired water pipes, Minamoto Yorimitsu could even be said to have a good grasp of her fate.
It was okay to be comforted by Kitahara Hiroshi.
But look back and think about it carefully.
Of course she still couldn't believe outsiders.
Just when she was slightly lost in thought, she suddenly saw Minamoto no Yoriguang in front of her raising his eyes, and at the same time he said a voice that sounded like a magic voice and reached her ears:
"Mrs. Xiaolin, you didn't expect that Beihara-san's incident would involve you or even your daughter, right?"
Minamoto norimitsu asked with a serious expression.
However, Mrs. Xiaolin felt like she was struck by lightning.
She suddenly remembered the plot of a family ethics drama she had watched, her face suddenly changed, she quickly covered her chest and asked: "Mr. Yuan, what do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?" Minamoto Yoriguang was a little confused when he saw this. He didn't know why she was acting like this suddenly.
"I will never agree!" Mrs. Xiaolin's expression was extremely complicated. She gritted her teeth and looked like she was struggling in her heart. Soon her ears turned red. After hesitation, she said with a serious expression, "Not even for one night!"
Although she spoke very forcefully, looking at Minamoto Noraimitsu's three-dimensional and handsome facial features and those deep eyes, her voice revealed a weak air.
Mrs. Kobayashi stared at Minamoto Yorimitsu's face.
I feel that according to the TV series, I was threatened with this excuse and forced to be with him. It seems to be a normal development, and I can't resist even if I resist.
If this is the case, then why resist?
What's more, even Mr. Yuan doesn't seem to be able to do it, as long as he doesn't tell anyone.
Then do you want to resist later?
It's better to resist. After all, Mr. Yuan has taken advantage of me. If I don't resist in a symbolic way, I'm afraid Mr. Yuan will think that I am a boring woman.
"Mrs. Xiaolin, that's not what I meant."
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at Mrs. Kobayashi, whose face was becoming increasingly abnormally rosy, with strange eyes. He ignored the woman's twisted palms and said as calmly as possible:
"I mean, although Xiaolin-san is on a business trip, it is normal for other relatives to come to visit during this kind of festival. After all, Xiaolin-san holds an important position in the government office. If relatives and friends suddenly come to visit, they still have to be more careful.
Be careful."
As the Kobayashi family is a wealthy family in Kyoto, and her husband is the governor of Kyoto, I don't know how many people are rushing to curry favor with her. They are getting together so blatantly. To be honest, it is just around the corner to be discovered.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu also reminded the other party out of good intentions. In fact, he didn't want to ask about it at first, but he still remembered that the last time at the banquet, representative Kobayashi Yusei came to warn him intentionally.
After hearing his explanation, Mrs. Xiaolin was stunned on the spot, her face became dull, and she realized that she was thinking too much. Soon her ears were red and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in immediately.
"Ah, this, I..."
Mrs. Xiaolin was so ashamed and angry that she couldn't speak for a long time. She could only cover her face with her hands in grief and anger.
But before she could feel any more shameful and angry inside.
A gray luxury business car slowly stopped in front of them, and the windows were rolled down.
Seeing this, Mrs. Xiaolin put down her hand and looked over with a little doubt. A pair of shining golden wheat earrings first appeared in her sight.
The beautiful face of the Holy Son of Kamiya appeared.
The chestnut hair is tied up and the slim-fitting woolen jacket on her upper body gives her a strong temperament.
"Minamoto-kun." Seiko Kamiya greeted Minamoto Yorimitsu, then turned his head and said with a smile: "Mrs. Kobayashi."
"Ms. Murata...Ms. Kamiya..." Mrs. Kobayashi was still immersed in the shame and anger just now. She subconsciously wanted to remember the previous title, but she quickly changed her name as soon as she said it.
This strangeness made Holy Son Kamiya's smile fade.
But Mrs. Xiaolin could only smile stiffly.
Minamoto Yorimitsu took a look at her dress, which looked very solemn, as if she was going to attend an important occasion, and then asked: "Miss Seiko, are you going out?"
"I just have something to deal with." Seiko Kamiya sat on the inside of the car with a face on his face and nodded listening to his words.
"Then..." Minamoto no Yorimitsu was about to say goodbye.
"I won't go there today. You can let Minister Araki handle it later. Remember to stick to our bottom line."
Kamiya Seiko turned his head and spoke to the person in the car who looked like a secretary in the passenger seat. At the same time, he opened the car door and stepped on the road with his high heels.
"President, you..." The female secretary was immediately confused on the spot, and at the same time she quickly held up her glasses and became embarrassed.
"Remember to make a report for me when you come back."
Seiko Kamiya ignored her and didn't even look back. He took his bag and got out of the car, then closed the door and gave instructions in a calm voice.
Of course, the female secretary had no choice but to do as she was told and ordered the driver to drive, and soon the car drove away from the place.
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at Seiko Kamiya who was fiddling with the golden jewelry by his ear: "Isn't there something urgent?"
"Some things can be urgent or not."
Seiko Kamiya straightened his earrings and narrowed his slender beautiful eyes: "Aren't you going to invite me in for a cup of tea?"
While saying this, she turned her head slightly to the right and looked at the stunned Mrs. Xiaolin.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds.
Mrs. Xiaolin suddenly woke up, pulled her daughter who was looking around, forced a smile and said softly:
"Ah! Mr. Yuan, then I won't disturb your discussion with Miss Kamiya. Let's leave first."
"Okay." Minamoto norimitsu nodded.
Mrs. Xiaolin was very polite, patted her daughter on the back, and reminded: "Say goodbye to Uncle Yuan."
"Goodbye, Uncle Minamoto!" Kobayashi Rina waved her fleshy hand with great force.
"Goodbye." Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled and waved.
Mrs. Xiaolin took her daughter's hand and walked towards her home. The distance between the two houses was only ten meters.
But I haven't walked out a few steps yet.
The little girl's crisp voice suddenly came.
"Mom, why did Aunt Kamiya go to Uncle Yuan's house? Do they also want to play hide and seek?"
"You kid, don't talk nonsense."
"But mom doesn't often hang out with Uncle Beihara..."
Before the little girl finished speaking, Mrs. Xiaolin covered her mouth, whining and being speechless. She turned her head and looked at them apologetically, with a nervous look on her face: "Children are talking nonsense, please don't take it seriously.
"
After saying that, regardless of their reactions, he quickly picked up his daughter and walked home quickly. He looked a little scared and almost told his daughter the secret.
However, after Xiao Lin's mother and daughter left,...
Seiko Kamiya suddenly said: "The Beiyuan that Xiaolin's daughter is talking about is a young security guard at the door, right?"
"Miss Shengzi actually knows?" Minamoto no Yoriguang was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and turned his face in confusion.
Shengzi Shengya smiled and did not answer. Instead, he brushed his fine hair from his forehead, stared into his eyes and said with a smile: "You have been very happy recently."
What she said is somewhat intriguing.
There is a sense of deliberately leaving the topic aside.
"Have I been recently?" Minamoto Yoriguang's complexion gradually returned to his natural state, especially since he felt that the other party was still holding back his words.
Sure enough, Seiko Kamiya took out a stack of thick envelopes from his satchel, randomly pulled out a photo from it, placed it directly in front of him and asked with a smile:
"Mizusawa-san sent me all the wedding photos of you and her, what else do you have to say?"
"Miss Shengzi, are you blaming me?"
"I don't dare. How dare I blame you for holding me in your arms and saying a bunch of touching words of love one day, and then going to Hokkaido to take wedding photos with me the next day."
Listening to her sarcastic words, Minamoto Yorimitsu could only sigh: "I made a mistake without you at that time."
"Oh, I went. If I delayed your good things, you would say you were lucky to have me. Now that I didn't go, I would say it was a mistake. You all know her habits in bed, right?"
The Holy Son of Kamiya even smiled in a sinister way.
However, after hearing these words, Minamoto no Yorimitsu thought for a moment, and said seriously under the increasingly gloomy gaze of Seiko Kamiya: "She is quite good at kicking quilts."
[The dislike level of Seiko Kamiya has increased slightly!]
[Dislikeability has been reversed into rewards!]
[Please pay attention to the inventory check!]
A familiar reminder bar appeared in front of my eyes.
Very good, I still made money before New Year’s Eve!
It is indeed the double first-class product that I have set my sights on!