I spend all day, and I have no ambition.

One day he was so angry that he rushed to dig the ground and was not allowed to go into the kitchen.

Mr. Ji said again: "The Four Seasons Clothing has released a new ready-to-wear garment, which has now become a trend in the capital..."

"purchase!"

Xiao Yi waved his hand.

Our family is not short of money, buy, buy, buy.

Mr. Ji wrote another note in his notebook.

"There is a new playbook in Fugui Villa, which is very interesting. It is not bad to use it to relieve boredom on weekdays."

"purchase!"

Xiao Yi is so refreshing.

The ability to make money is the most powerful force in the world.

Mr. Ji's heart was not fluctuating, and he wrote a note on his small notebook again.

He understood clearly that as long as it was Miss Yan Si's business, his son would want to make a living.

What a pity, Miss Yan Si may not appreciate it.

Mr. Ji closed the book and asked, "The Prince of Dongping has issued an invitation to celebrate the prince's return to the prince's house. The prince sent a letter and should the prince show up on the day of the banquet? He can make arrangements."

Xiao Yi thought for a while, "The capital is barely peaceful, so I will not cause trouble for Jinwuwei. Tell the boss, I will not attend the banquet on the day of the banquet, so let him go and make trouble."

Mr. Ji was a little regretful, "That was a banquet prepared for the young master to rush back to the royal palace. Would it be a pity for the young master not to attend?"

"It's not a pity! The guests were happy only if this young master didn't show up."

Xiao Yi was very comfortable and didn't care about his reputation at all.

Mr. Ji said again: "Princess Zhuyang has refused and will not attend the banquet in the royal palace. He will only send someone to give him a gift."

"The courtesy is light and affection is heavy. Princess Zhuyang will not attend. There must be a reason, so sir, don't pursue it."

Mr. Ji's mouth twitched, feeling a little distracted, and he decided to stimulate Xiao Yi.

"It seems that Princess Zhuyang is not very satisfied with the young master. If the young master invites someone to come to propose marriage, he may be beaten out!"

Xiao Yi's eyebrows and eyes twitched, embarrassed.

He glanced at Mr. Ji, "Sir, don't pick up any pot without opening it. Turn the door and poke it on my master's heart. It hurts!"

"Since the young master knows the pain, why don't he cheer up? Since he stepped down as the commander of the Southern Army, he has been living here, and he rarely even went out. If the young master is so decadent, he may never marry Miss Yan Si in his life."

This is too shocking.

Xiao Yi discovered that Mr. Ji was really a sarcastic tongue.

He wiped his face and said, "Sir, how should I be motivated? I ran to the capital and asked the emperor if he wanted to do his job?"

"That shouldn't be living in a house every day, at least find something to do."

"I have been tired for so many years, so I want to take advantage of the rare opportunity to have a good rest. Sir, don't force me to make progress! I started to make progress since I was eight years old, and it's time to stop and think about my future plans."

"What are the plans for the future of the young master? You can't live here for a long time! You won't be able to marry a wife."

Xiao Yi looked heartbroken, and he said harshly to Mr. Ji, "I will definitely marry a wife!"

"when?"
Chapter completed!