It was getting late, and the people waiting at the entrance of the alley dispersed in twos and threes in disappointment and dismay. Qingyan yawned, rubbed his eyes, and said crisply: "I'm hungry, let's go back."
Roy curled his lips and said with a smile: "Why are you just like Qiuji? You only know how to eat."
Qing Yan smiled and laughed, and the two women laughed together. As soon as they turned around, they suddenly saw a figure standing behind them, which shocked the two of them. Qing Yanhua's face turned pale, and she opened her mouth to speak, but they saw the figure hurriedly
Said: "Shh, keep your voice down."
The voice was very familiar. Qing Yan was startled, pouted and complained: "My lord, you are scaring people."
Li Luo responded apologetically: "It's not like these people downstairs forced me out. Leaving a house is like being a thief. I'm afraid of being recognized and unable to escape."
It was rare for Qing Yan and Luo Yi to see Li Luo teasing and joking like this. He was a bit strange but approachable, so they both laughed.
"The prince's majesty is very powerful, just scare them away."
"It's difficult. We are officials in the same dynasty. After all, we still have a lot of love and affection. Besides, we can't reach out to hit the smiling person. These people are surprisingly patient. It's hard to beat them out with a stick."
Qing Yan nodded repeatedly and said with deep approval: "You are also surprisingly thick-skinned."
Li Luo smiled and looked at the alley downstairs. The people were dispersed. There were not so many pairs of eyes staring at him during the day. He whispered: "Okay, there are less people. It's time for me to leave. You should go back early."
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"Hey, is the prince coming back for dinner?"
"Eat, I asked Su Xue to leave some food for me, you don't have to wait for me." After saying that, Li Luo dodged and quietly left the alley from a secluded place under the cover of the teahouse.
Zawu was not called Zawu originally. When I went to the casino with my young master a few years ago, he lost thousands of taels of silver to a deck of Zawu cards. He almost became red-eyed on the spot. My young master gambled on luck with cards.
His skills are indeed average. In all likelihood, he is a fat sheep in the eyes of those veterans who hang out in the casino. This sentence will naturally rot in his heart. However, my young master’s card skills are poor, but the quality of his cards is not bad. I can’t resist someone who has it.
I, a man of money, was willing to admit defeat and paid the money, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. In a fit of rage, he changed the name of his servant to Zawu.
Zawu was definitely not willing to be called Zawu at first, but he had to hold his nose to recognize it. How could he not bow his head when he was under the eaves.
After a few days, the young master's anger had already subsided. It was just a few thousand taels of silver, and he could afford to lose. However, Zawu's name was not changed back.
The young master shouted for fun, just like he was trying to tease a cat or a dog. He originally asked Zawu if he wanted to change his name. Zawu had been among the servants for so long, and he was deeply familiar with it. Not only did he not change his name, but he refused righteously.
Of course, the reason used must be earth-shattering, to encourage the young master to practice his gambling skills diligently and avenge his shame as soon as possible. This name has become a testimony that he and the young master share weal and woe, and of course cannot be changed.
So Zawu became Zawu, which sounded really harsh at first, but gradually you got used to it.
Zawu is happy today, and there is happiness in the house. The young master has always been generous, and he is also a close confidant of the young master. He got a few extra coins and is planning to buy something for his best friend Qiu Hong. Thinking of Qiu Hong, Za Wu feels warm in his heart.
It was warm and dry, and I thought that I might as well not go back home tonight and stay warm at Qiuhong's place.
However, Qiuhong complained about her name last time. The young master regarded it as a joke, but outsiders would not be able to take it seriously. Qiuhong was still waiting for the matchmaker to get married, and the old couple might not like the name Zawu.
Zawu breathed a sigh of relief, grinned, and turned around to beg his wife to give him a name. The two old guys from Qiu Hong's family were shocked to see that the name Zawu was indeed a bit tacky, so he would just call it in the house.
Forget it.
He was thinking miscellaneously, his steps were carefree, and he was giggling from time to time. He looked a bit wretched no matter how he looked at it.
As they were walking, Zawu's neck suddenly tightened, and a hand stretched out from the darkness, grabbing Zawu's neck and dragging Zawu into the mottled shadow behind a nearby tree.
Zawu's heart suddenly felt cold, his crotch felt slightly warm, his scalp was about to split, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He shouted with a fierce expression: "Why don't you little thief have eyes? Do you know who your grandfather is?"
I can tell you, if you don’t let me go, I’ll make you walk around with nothing to eat!”
"Shut up, it's me." Black Shadow's hand pressed harder, grinning in pain, and for a moment he couldn't tell who was speaking.
"Who, who, who? It hurts me so much..." Zawu breathed in cold air, but his voice became softer. A good man doesn't want to suffer at the moment. He has suffered enough just now.
Heiying let out a laugh, and as expected, any kind of master has a kind of servant, a virtue: "Shunzi, is your young master at home?"
Zawu was stunned. Shunzi was Zawu's previous name. Coincidentally, it was also the name of a deck of cards, but unlike Zawu, Shunzi was a good deck of cards.
No one has called this name for several years. If the shadow behind him hadn't said it, Zawu would have almost forgotten it.
Zawu was stunned, turned his head and took a look. With the dim lantern and candlelight in the distance, Zawu stared for a long time. Suddenly his body trembled. Just as he was about to scream, a black shadow quickly covered Zawu's mouth.
, shouted: "Don't make a sound."
Zawu nodded repeatedly, tears of excitement filled his eyes, which made Heiying feel a little ashamed. In his memory, the two of them should not have such a deep friendship.
"Wang... Wangye, you... why are you here?" Zawu stammered, his hands hanging on his waist, not daring to say a word.
The black shadow looked around for a moment and then retracted. It was Li Luo, and said in a low voice: "I came to see your young master. Is he at home?"
"Zai Zai Zai, I have been at home these days and haven't gone anywhere." Zawu said quickly.
Li Luo looked at Zawu suspiciously and said, "How is it possible? If he can sit still, it will be unless the sun rises in the west."
"Hehe, the prince didn't know something. There was a happy event in the palace, so the young master calmed down and didn't go out to hang out."
"Happy event? What happy event?"
"My lord, you don't know yet," Zawu lowered his voice and whispered mysteriously, "My lady is happy."
Li Luo was startled, and his mind was in a trance. Zawu was still talking about something, but Li Luo didn't even listen to a word. There was a thought in his heart that was rolling like a storm, Yang Liuyan was pregnant.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Zawu called out several times before waking Li Luo up. Zawu was a little strange. He didn't know why Li Luo was suddenly absent-minded. It was just that it was dark here and he couldn't see the expression on Li Luo's face clearly.