The happiest thing for Xiao Yi every day was coming home from work. Teasing his wife and telling stories to the servants in the residence was better than wasting his brain cells in court.
Today, there are Liu Bowen in the strategy, Ji Xiaolan in the internal affairs, Shen Wansan in the business, He Shen in the civil affairs, Yue Fei and other generals in the military camp. Xiao Yi handed over all the big and small matters to them to deal with, and became a salted fish with a clear conscience.
When he returned home, he heard a sentence:
"Husband, you're back. I'll go make tea for you.”
His wife was a fairy from the human world. No matter how he looked at her, he would never get tired of her. The phenomenon of aesthetic fatigue would never appear on her.
Every time he saw Diao Chan, Xiao Yi could understand people like King You of Zhou.
Those who didn't understand " the beacon fire toying with the princes " or " rushing to the crown in anger for a beauty " were because they hadn't met a woman who was beautiful enough.
"Husband, are those papers that you asked someone to bring back today?”
Diao Chan walked over with a cup of hot tea.
Xiao Yi had been in office for more than a month, and he had hired many clever servants. But when it came to serving Xiao Yi, Diao Chan would do everything herself.
He did not show any arrogance because of his change in identity.
She was still the gentle and kind woman that Xiao Yi had met.
Hearing the madam's words, the servant girls standing at the side also craned their necks curiously.
"It's paper. Did you use it?"
Xiao Yi took a sip of tea and put the cup aside.
Diao Chan was a little surprised." It's really paper? Why was it so soft and delicate? The paper I've seen before is coarse and yellowish, and it's very weak.”
The paper of this era naturally could not be compared to the things produced by the Heart Seal.
"But husband, it's because they're too soft that I can't write.”
Diao Chan had been learning how to write recently, so she gave it a try.
However, just as the tip of his nose touched the paper, all the ink inside was absorbed, leaving a pool of ink stains. He could not write at all.
"Because they are not used for writing.”
Xiao Yi couldn't help but be amused by Diao Chan's cute appearance.
Writing on a tissue? Unless it was a ballpoint pen from the later generations, it definitely couldn't be written with a brush.
"Ah, if they're not for writing, then what are they for?”
Diao Chan pouted her little mouth, her face full of doubt.
Wasn't paper invented for writing?
What was the use of paper that couldn't be written on?
"The one with the better toughness is used to wipe your mouth or clean your face. The less resilient roll was used to wipe…replace toilet chips.”
Xiao Yi almost blurted out the words " wipe your ass ", but when he thought of the people beside him, he immediately changed his words.
Even so, Diao Chan and the maids behind her blushed.
"Ah?"
Diao Chan's face flushed red, but she felt a little regretful." Such a precious thing, isn't it…too wasteful to use it?”
She couldn't bring herself to say such an inelegant thing.
Xiao Yi shook his head and said seriously," How can it be a waste to take care of your body?”
Under limited conditions, constantly pursuing a comfortable life was a positive attitude.
In the next fifteen minutes, Xiao Yi taught Diao Chan a lesson and made her understand what was a waste and what was a necessary enjoyment.
"Chan 'er, your good friend will be here in two days.”
After Diao Chan's thoughts turned around, Xiao Yi suddenly had a new idea.
"Good friends? I don't have any friends."
Diao Chan was dumbfounded.
Girls in this era rarely went out before they got married, let alone make friends. Unless she was the daughter of a big family, she might have a few good friends who were of similar social status.
"When I say good friends, I mean a girl's period.”
"Pfft…"
Diao Chan fiercely glared at Xiao Yi, thinking that her husband really dared to say anything. How could he casually say such things in front of a girl? It was so embarrassing.
However, she was also very curious as to why her husband would call this kind of thing a good friend.
Xiao Yi saw through her thoughts and explained," It comes to you once a month. Isn't it your good friend?”
"Still talking!"
Diao Chan stole a glance at the maids behind her, feeling ashamed. Seeing them snickering, Diao Chan wished she could find a place to hide.
"This servant suddenly remembered that there are still clothes that haven't been washed.”
"This servant is in a hurry."
"This servant…this servant can't listen anymore…"
The servant girls were so embarrassed that their faces turned red as they fled.
Xiao Yi was speechless. What's there to talk about? I didn't tell any dirty jokes…
However, it was good that he left. Now, he could tease Diao Chan's wife in peace.
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