I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Of course, Li Shimin was not willing to let his daughter go to Tongfu restaurant alone.

Instead, wait until Xiumu's time, and take her there in person.

There are not many guests in the morning.

Ever since electric lights came into existence, there have been more people staying up late, especially the group of scholars, who play cards and drink during the day, and in the evening, as the night gets darker and they have finished their supper, they realize that they have to Study hard and do scientific research well.

They are all scholars, how can they degenerate to such a degree.

This has a consequence.

I was so energetic at night, and I was like a dead dog during the day, unable to get out of bed all morning.

This also led to the fact that the Tongfu restaurant was empty throughout the morning, and there were not many people to be seen, but... at noon, there was a crash, and it seemed to grow out of the ground, filling the entire restaurant.

"Why don't you see so many people today?" Li Shimin didn't come over often in the morning, he turned his head and glanced at the restaurant, a little surprised, and questioned.

There is no need for Yin Xuan to speak.

Li Yuan explained for him: "People haven't come yet, so why worry?"

As he spoke, he beckoned: "Come, come, play mahjong, three missing one."

Not many people came in the morning, which was the most painful thing for the trio of retired old men—they had no poker friends and could only play mahjong with three of them.

But... three people playing mahjong is not easy to count cards, it is smelly and long, and it is much less interesting than four people.

Li Hui, who was still a little shy behind Li Shimin, immediately had a bright light in his eyes, and slid out with his foot: "Grandfather, can I?"

Li Yuan was stunned for a long time when he saw Li Hui, and racked his brains until he remembered that this was one of his granddaughters—as for who it was...he couldn't name her.

But it doesn't matter.

The one who can become a poker friend is a good granddaughter—don’t be like my other two granddaughters, who call me to play poker every day and use excuses such as “reading” or “writing a book” as excuses.

As a member of Lao Li's family, how could he concentrate on his studies so much!

"Come, come." Li Yuan immediately abandoned his son and waved to his granddaughter.

Li Hui sat on the chair obediently, shuffled the cards, and looked at the remaining two little old men, both of whom she had never seen before—but it is said that these two, one is the famous military god Li Jing, and the other One was the notorious Wei Zheng of the Manchu Dynasty.

famous.

It can be said that Li Hui grew up listening to their stories.

This General Li...Although he is old and looks very old, the temperament honed by the battlefield is still difficult to dispel.

Not much different from what I imagined.

But Wei Zheng...it's hard to describe.

The bad things about Wei Zheng, a little old man, can reach Li Hui's ears because Wei Zheng is angry with his father again.

But since ancient times, this has been the image of a loyal minister who dares to speak out.

In Li Hui's brain, there is an image of Wei Zheng, a hero with a righteous face, a tall and straight figure, and a fearless face even in death.

But looking at it now, the impression in my mind is shattered.

What a hero, what a righteous face.

Fake, all fake.

Thief eyebrows and mouse eyes, deer-headed mouse eyes, not to the point of being hideous, but... No matter how you look at it, you feel very wretched, let alone a hero, even a bear is much cuter than him.

Obviously, the facial features of this person are pretty good-looking, the nose is the nose, the eyes are the eyes, if taken separately, no one would say that the separate organs are not good-looking.

After all, since the Han Dynasty, the people on this land have been purely visual animals—it’s not enough to be talented, they also have to be good-looking.

Talented people may be able to be small officials, but they cannot be high-ranking officials. Those who can become prime ministers and three princes are not ugly.

Like Fengchu, when people mention it, they will feel sorry for such a talented person, but it is a pity that he is not good-looking enough.Obviously he is just average-looking, neither ugly nor good-looking.

But when it was passed down, it became Pang Tong's extremely ugly.

Wei Zheng was able to sit in the position of waiter, so he was naturally very good-looking when he was young.

This is the temperament...

Li Hui finally understood why her father, or her mother, or the maids in the palace always had such a constipated expression as if she hadn't gone to the bathroom for three days when they mentioned Wei Zheng, a little old man.

Good-looking and wretched appeared on the same face, so Li Hui couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Wei Zheng was a little strange: "Why do you always look at me?" In terms of appearance, he boasted that he couldn't compare with Yin Xuan. Maybe when he was young, maybe when he was not so wretched, he could compete with Yin Xuan a little bit. .

And there are many more attractive things in the restaurant than myself.

Why don't you look at Yin Xuan, don't look at Rolling, and don't look at the menu, just look at such a bad old man like yourself?And that look... is beyond words.

Let’s say it’s admiration, a little bit, but it’s more shocking and unbelievable, just like sometimes he provoked Li Shimin in a hurry and was left alone, and the eyes of his colleagues saw him the next day—” Wo Cao, why are you still alive and not killed?"

He can still understand other people's eyes.

After beating himself to retire and return to his hometown, there were ups and downs in the court, saying that instead of returning to his hometown, he was secretly slaughtered by Li Shimin.

Some people looked shocked when they saw themselves in restaurants.

But... a princess in a deep palace who has not yet left the cabinet, seeing him with such a look, he couldn't understand.

"Father...Father and mother have mentioned Xuan Cheng many times...Mr. Xuan Cheng." Li Hui struggled and didn't know what to say. "I just heard it all the time, but I just saw it with my own eyes today. It's a bit unexpected..."

Wei Zheng suddenly became interested, bullying the little girl is very interesting: "Oh? How unexpected?"

Li Hui paused for a moment, her face became more tangled, and she was in a hurry when counting the cards.

Both Li Yuan and Li Shimin watched the excitement, and had no intention of helping their granddaughter or daughter to come forward.

"Just... um..." Li Hui didn't know how to use the appropriate language to express her inner thoughts, but she lied and flattered Wei Zheng.

Facing such a face, she really couldn't tell.

Yin Xuan raised his head from the rolling belly at the counter, glanced at a sentence, and said softly: "You must bring shame on yourself, this little girl is quite clear."

"I heard from my father-in-law that you are not bad and quite capable."

"But when I saw it with my own eyes today, I didn't expect it to be so ugly."

Just hearing this voice, Li Hui's eyes lit up, and she didn't nod or agree, but her expression already showed that she agreed with this sentence.

Wei Zhengxin was stabbed, he turned his head and yelled dissatisfiedly: "Look at this face, am I really ugly?"

"Well, it's not ugly." Yin Xuan got up and silently added, "It's wretched."