Soon, Jiang Hanxing also finished reciting his poem.

Then he looked at Li Hao with a smug look on his face: "Master Li, what do you think of my poem?"

"So wet."

Li Hao chuckled in his heart and responded casually.

Jiang Hanxing smiled and said: "Although Mr. Li's poems are not suitable for the beautiful scenery in front of us, they are still good."

You are really out of breath... Li Hao glanced at him, "Shixian's poems are good for you? You have such a big face."

"Then let's play another song?"

As a copywriter, Li Hao would not allow his original work to be humiliated, even if he had to open his eyes.

"oh?"

Jiang Hanxing's face changed slightly, and he felt a little guilty: "Come again? What's the title this time?"

"You choose."

"How about...a waterfall?"

"Fall?"

Li Hao smiled.

You kid hit me with your weak point.

"OK."

Li Hao agreed immediately, stopped writing immediately, raised his head and recited a song "Wang Lushan Waterfall" easily.

When he read "Flying down three thousand feet, it seems that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky", Jiang Hanxing was stunned, his face was full of astonishment, and his eyes widened.

Jiang Hanxing didn't think much of the previous poem, but this poem was too on-topic. A picture of a rushing waterfall seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

The Milky Way falls in the sky, this wording is too elegant and domineering!

Seeing that the other party was shocked, Li Hao smiled faintly. The ancients didn't have too many poems describing waterfalls. I originally wanted to use Fatty Du's, but it was better to let Shixian fight back for this face.

Jiang Hanxing originally wanted to try it, but suddenly he couldn't pronounce it.

It feels like this poem is about waterfalls, which seems to be impossible to write.

Even though this poem was not written by Li Hao on the spot, but just like him, it was enough to show Li Hao's talent.

They compose poems on the spur of the moment, which means that they are warriors after all. They really think they are those great scholars in the Hanlin Academy who look for Yan Ruyu in books all day long!

"I am convinced by Mr. Li's poem." Jiang Hanxing cupped his hands and said in admiration.

"Just take it."

Li Hao saw this and started painting again.

"Young Master Li was born in the Divine General's Palace, but he has such profound attainments in poetry and painting. Do the elders in your mansion care about you?" Jiang Hanxing couldn't help but curiously asked.

"Of course."

"Then how..."

"I just didn't control it."

"..."

Jiang Hanxing was speechless and suddenly couldn't help but laugh. He felt like he had met a wonderful person.

This was the first conversation between Jiang Hanxing and Li Hao, and he still remembered it vividly after many years.

Li Hao ignored Jiang Hanxing and continued painting.

Seeing that Li Hao was looking attentive, Jiang Hanxing didn't bother him anymore and left quietly.

…

…

The next day.

Before Li Hao could go to Hantan to find Shui Qilin to paint, he was called to Tan Palace by Shen Yunqing.

Li Hao was stunned when he heard the two conditions given to him by Song Yufeng, but he didn't hesitate much and chose to be a registered gentleman.

One year is too long.

However, he also has a condition, which is that all the elders of Tan Palace, including Song Yufeng, must cooperate with him to do something.

That is to let him draw.

In modern terms, it is to be a model.

Song Yufeng was a little surprised when he heard Li Hao's weird request, but it was just a trivial matter. He didn't refuse and agreed immediately, thinking that it was a quirk of this genius of the Li family.

If you are a registered teacher, you need to teach three classes every year. If you do not teach in any year, it will be accumulated to the next year.

The term of office of the registered gentleman is ten years.

That's thirty lessons, which is relatively easy.

Seemingly anticipating Li Hao's choice, Song Yufeng also told Li Hao that the disciple he wanted to teach was not the First Academy, but the Black and White Palace.

Li Hao didn't care much about this. Anyway, he only disciplined. It didn't matter whether or not anyone listened.

Seeing Li Hao readily agreeing, Song Yufeng smiled. Both the old and the young got what they wanted, and the cooperation was very pleasant.

After leaving Tan Palace, Li Hao was about to rush to Hantan when he suddenly saw Li Yuanzhao coming.

"Brother Hao, Sister Wushuang is back."

When Li Yuanzhao saw Li Hao, he said, "Auntie said that there will be a family dinner tonight to honor Sister Wushuang, so we should all go back early."

"ah?"

Li Hao didn't react for a moment. After thinking about it, a pretty little girl appeared in his mind.

Many years ago, Wuniang watched with tears as she left with an old man with gray hair and a childish face.

Now, has that little girl returned from her studies?

Thinking of this, Li Hao couldn't help but think of the little tail in the sword house nine thousand miles away in the south.

Shaking his head, Li Hao said to Li Yuanzhao: "It's still early now, I'll go for a walk and I'll just arrive at the right time."

Li Hao had no feelings for that little girl, not to mention that the Li Yun brother and sister had deliberately distanced themselves from him, and he had not seen Wuniang very much in recent years.

"Well, should we prepare any gifts in advance?" Li Yuanzhao asked.

He only had a very superficial impression of that Wushuang sister, but he had heard a lot about her deeds in the house over the years and knew that she was the leader of their generation.

Of course, there is no comparison with the current Li Hao.

"That's true."

After all, she was a cousin she hadn’t seen for many years, so she had to prepare some small gifts. Li Hao thought about it and said:

"I don't know what she likes, but she needs to eat anyway. I went to Hongxiang Building to buy a crispy roast goose, and Cuihu Courtyard to buy a bamboo-flavored ink dragon liver... I want it hot, and wait for the dinner.

Send it."

Li Hao talked about seven or eight famous delicacies in Qingzhou City, which he himself had tasted well.

Li Yuanzhao said blankly: "Is that all? But these are not expensive, and they don't cost much in total."

"Our family is not short of money, and kindness is more important than courtesy. She must have never eaten this kind of delicacy while living abroad. She should not be short of other things." Li Hao said.

Li Yuanzhao thought about it too.

Sister Wushuang studied under the Qianji Sect and was taught by a famous master, so what else is missing?

Kung Fu? Tingyulou chooses it himself.

Weapons? Find them in the warehouse.

Not to mention gold, silver, jewelry and other tacky things, most of them are too lazy to look at.

"Okay, then I will buy it as Brother Hao said."

Li Yuanzhao agreed.

After he left, Li Hao picked up the drawing board from the room and came to the cold pool again.

He set up the drawing board and reached out to stir things up in the pond.

Sure enough, a dark shadow suddenly surged up and water splashed everywhere.

Li Hao quickly returned to the drawing board and said quickly: "Senior Qiu Mo, please keep it like this."

What Song Qiumo revealed was the original form of the water unicorn, which was quite powerful. She originally wanted to change her form, but she stopped immediately after hearing Li Hao's words. At the same time, she condensed the surrounding water splashes in the air and kept them static.

Li Hao picked up his pen and painted quickly. Soon, a picture of a water unicorn emerging from the water was completed.

"alright."

As Li Hao finished speaking, Song Qiumo controlled the water splash to shrink back into the pool, then stepped forward, his figure transformed into a human form like light sand, and moved his snow-white bare feet to Li Hao's drawing board.
To be continued...