After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Lumei wanted to say something else, but Gu Nanxi glanced at the sun in the sky.

The spring sun is already quite scorching, and you can feel the heat even through your clothes.

Gu Nanxi signaled for the people to move the bamboo chairs to a shady place, and then he said, "Let's go and have a look when the weather is cooler."

Lumei naturally felt sorry for her master, so she didn't mention it again.

Two days passed and it was a very cloudy day.

Gu Nanxi looked at the gloomy clouds in the sky and felt distressed: "It's going to rain soon. It would be useless for us to go. This weather is suitable for us to stay in the yard and take a nap."

Being obedient requires listening to the tone of the words. How could Lumei not know that her master was being lazy again and didn't want to go out, so she thoughtfully prepared food for Gu Nanxi.

"The sun is shining brightly, which is perfect for growing flowers."

"The spring breeze is gentle, so it's not a good time to go out."

"I'm tired today, let's go tomorrow."

Tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there?

Gu Nanxi delayed for two months.

During these two months, Gu Nanxi was so obsessed with showing off that he actually gained several pounds.

The three siblings of the Gu family were extremely busy.

Kyoto was a prosperous city, with countless people passing through the city gates every day.

There are always some idle men gathered at the city gate of Kyoto. They sit together in twos and threes, chatting, but their eyes are fixed on the city gate from time to time.

An elderly idler taught his nephews carefully: "Just look at that carriage. The person sitting in the carriage and looking around must be from another place. Now let's go up and talk, there is a high probability that we can succeed."

The nephew's eyes lit up, and he pointed at an ordinary carriage and asked, "Uncle, is this what you are talking about?"

The older idler turned around and saw that it was a carriage of standard shape and ordinary material.

Sitting in the carriage was a sturdy man in a cotton robe. Two strands of long hair fell on both sides of his cheeks, blocking his cheeks, making it difficult to see his face.

"Husband, have we arrived in Kyoto?" A female voice as clear and beautiful as the chirping of an oriole came from the carriage.

As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful woman with an oval face, wearing a red robe and women's hair accessories, came out.

She hugged the man's arms, her beautiful eyes moving around, touching the heart.

The lady in red first looked around curiously, and then said openly, "This Kyoto is different from our place. It looks much more prosperous and wealthy, and even the way the people in Kyoto walk is very confident."

"This is all thanks to my husband, who brought us here to broaden our horizons." Another female voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Following the sound, I saw a beautiful woman in a green tube top cardigan walking out of the carriage. Her every move was delicate and weak, like a white lotus that emerges from the mud without being stained.

The nephew was stunned by this scene and murmured, "This guy is really lucky. Look at his ordinary family background, but he can have beauties on both sides."

The older idler tapped his head and whispered, "Don't keep staring at other people's women with your eyes. You should think that this is a good deal. Maybe if we can make this deal, it can support us for most of the month."

After saying this, the idle man smiled shyly and approached the carriage attentively: "Sir, is this your first time in Kyoto? Do you have a familiar place to stay? Why don't we take you around?"

The red-dressed woman looked alert and raised her eyebrows: "Are all the people in Kyoto so kind?"

The older idler touched the back of his head and laughed: "My lord and my lady can save some energy and avoid detours, and I can earn some hard-earned money."

The woman in red pouted, seeming a little aggrieved: "You actually charge money. If it were us, we would help you if you want, and walk away if you don't want to help. Why would we even talk about money?"

The green-dressed lady interrupted coquettishly, "This is Kyoto. If you have money, everything is easy. If you don't have money, everything is hard."

The red-dressed lady looked at the burly man beside her with her beautiful eyes, "Husband, we are rich, right?

The green-dressed woman scolded, "What are you talking about? Is our husband such a stingy person? It's not easy to come to Kyoto, shouldn't we take a good look around?"

The sturdy man held the purse hanging on his waist tightly with his big hands like iron fists. His eyes flickered and he said tentatively: "Actually, I have been to Kyoto before. It's just like that. There are more people and vendors than our place, but nothing special."

The red-dressed lady's eyes dimmed instantly, and she looked pitiful and aggrieved: "But this is my first time in Kyoto."

The woman in green gently comforted the woman in red: "Little sister, your husband was just joking with you, why did you take it seriously? Before we set out, your husband promised us that he would take us around Kyoto and eat all the delicious food in Kyoto, that's why we are willing to follow him."

"A man's word is his bond, let alone our husband. He can't go back on his word, can he?"

The two men were arguing with each other, holding the strong man in the air and unable to get him down.

Just when the burly man was about to sacrifice his face to keep the money in his pocket, the older idle man spoke.

"My dear, how long ago was the last time you came to Kyoto? It seems that you haven't been back for many years."

The sturdy man's face showed a look of reminiscence: "Roughly speaking, it has been more than ten years."

The older Xianhan understood and said, "You have missed a lot of things. Kyoto today is not the same as it used to be. In recent years, it has been bustling one after another, which is too much to keep up with. If I hadn't stayed in Kyoto for a long time, I might not have recognized the changes in Kyoto."

The idle man's words aroused the interest of the sturdy man: "Oh, what's changed?"

Seeing his prey had been caught, the idle man raised his lips and said, "My dear, do you know Baichuan Academy?"

The burly man shook his head: "I have never heard of it. I have only heard of the Imperial Academy and Songshan Academy."

The idle man shook his head repeatedly, as if to say, you are really out of date: "This Baichuan Academy is the most popular academy in Kyoto now. Even the sons of the royal family are vying to get in. Lord Cui is also a teacher in the academy."

"Master Cui? Are you talking about Master Cui Sanlun?" The strong man was shocked.

Who is this person who can actually invite this huge Buddha?

"It's Cui Sanlun, Lord Cui." The idle man straightened his chest and seemed to feel very proud.

The burly man looked dazed as he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar streets on both sides, feeling mixed emotions.

"The young hero left home and returned old, his accent has not changed but his hair has turned gray. May I ask where the tavern is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance."

The idle man chuckled and laughed, "If you want to find that restaurant, you don't have to go to Xinghua Village. In our capital, if you want to find a place to rest for a while and drink some tea, you can go to Fuquan Tea House. It is the busiest tea house in our capital."

"If you want to taste the delicacies of the world, you can go to Baiwei Restaurant. Life has a hundred flavors, and they are all worth tasting."