Li Hao originally had a lot to say and ask a lot of questions, but after listening to his father talking to his aunts during the dinner, he already knew many things that happened in Yanbei, the hardships of the war, etc., and some of the resentment that had been in his heart for many years,

also dissipated.

But now, I couldn't think of anything else to say.

It seems that since ancient times, father and son have been prone to silence.

In this silence, it was Li Tiangang who spoke first and said softly: "Hao'er, your mother and I have suffered a lot these years without you."

Li Hao shook his head slightly and smiled: "It's not bitter, I have Uncle Zhao to accompany me, the second master teaches me fishing, the fifth master plays chess with me, the aunt is also very kind to me, and Jiuniang will occasionally send delicious royal snacks

Give me some snacks..."

He told his father one by one the interesting stories he had experienced over the years.

But Li Hao didn't notice that Li Tiangang smiled at first, but as he listened, he slowly frowned.

"So, your meridians became smooth afterwards and you didn't practice much?" Li Tiangang asked in a condensed voice.

Li Hao was stunned, scratched his head and said: "I have practiced, but there is nothing to say about practicing."

Li Tiangang glanced at him, sighed slightly in his heart, and said:

"I think it's getting late today, so you should go back and get some rest early."

Li Hao saw the tired look on his face and thought of the long and tiring journey back from Yanbei, so he didn't say anything more, nodded and got up and left.

After Li Hao left, Li Tiangang called Uncle Zhao.

"Where's Li Fu?"

"Li Fu is in Cangyu City. The young master is admitted to Tan Gong Academy. He went there to perform a mission before. Li Fu protected him secretly. He was accidentally injured and was recuperating there. He had already sent a letter back saying that he was on his way back."

Uncle Zhao smiled and said respectfully to this man who had grown up and was already a famous general in the world.

Li Tiangang's expression changed slightly: "Injured? Was Hao'er assassinated?"

"No, he just asked me to take good care of the young master and that he would have something happy to say when he comes back," said Uncle Zhao.

"A big happy event?" Li Tiangang wondered, even though he was injured, what happy event could there be?

He thought about it, Cangyu City was under the jurisdiction of the Xia family in Qizhou, and it was not too far or too close to here. If he hurried on, he would be back home in two days.

"Uncle Zhao, tell me about Hao'er's situation over the years."

Li Tiangang pointed to the cushion next to him and said.

Uncle Zhao was stunned for a moment, sat down and said with a smile: "Master, why don't you just ask the young master directly? We haven't seen each other for so many years. You must have a lot to say. Isn't it a good time to talk about this?"

Li Tiangang shook his head slightly and sighed:

"I see that Hao'er's words are casual, his behavior is a bit dissolute, and he lacks some etiquette. I think he has had no one to discipline him in recent years, and his temper is a bit wild. You should tell me about it."

"Master, you are exaggerating. Although the young master has a loose personality, he is definitely a good boy. He has a kind heart and is never harsh to the servants in the courtyard. He is also polite to the elders in the deans and never breaks the rules.

I haven't gotten into any trouble in these years. At most, I went to the kitchen to tinker with some weird things a few years ago..."

"Just tell me about his practice." Li Tiangang interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

Uncle Zhao was slightly stunned, thought for a while and said: "This..."

Seeing that Uncle Zhao couldn't say anything for a long time, Li Tiangang's face changed slightly:

"Does that mean you haven't practiced at all?"

"Not entirely..."

Seeing Uncle Zhao hesitating, Li Tiangang's face darkened:

"Is he frustrated? His meridians are finally unblocked. Even if he doesn't build the foundation, it doesn't matter if he is one step behind others in practice. With my immortal blood, he can still outperform his peers in the early stage!"

"When Jihun wanders around, with the help of Tingyulou's skills and the help of the ancestors of the ancestral hall, he will be able to join the Qianbang. At least he will be able to protect himself in the future, but he has fallen so bad!"

Uncle Zhao looked embarrassed and said: "Actually, the young master still works very hard..."

"Play hard?"

Li Tiangang gave him a sideways glance, which had the majesty left on the battlefield, making Uncle Zhao's heart tremble slightly.

"It seems that you all indulge him too much and are arrogant because of your favor. Do you know that this is harming him?" Li Tiangang said sternly.

Uncle Zhao couldn't sit still anymore and stood up in a hurry: "Master, it's my fault for not taking good care of you. It's my fault."

Li Tiangang was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that he was too serious. After more than ten years of intense battlefield life, he was not used to relaxing yet.

Seeing the housekeeper who had taken care of him since he was young, bowing and apologizing, he felt a little guilty. He sighed and said:

"This has nothing to do with you. It's because Hao'er has received too much favor."

Uncle Zhao lowered his head and did not dare to answer.

Li Tiangang suddenly lost interest and waved his hand: "Go down and rest first."

Uncle Zhao hesitated for a moment, bowed his head and resigned.

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The next day.

Li Hao took a nap.

When his father came back, he naturally wanted to spend more time with him. There was no need to go to Tan Gong Academy for the past two days. He had nothing to do anyway. He just went to Hantan to paint, or to play chess with Lao Shen and have a drink.

Maybe it was because of his thoughts before going to bed yesterday. In his sleep, Li Hao vaguely saw those eyes, hugging him and gently coaxing him to sleep, but suddenly a large number of demons surrounded him.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a soft cry came from my ear.

Li Hao was startled and woke up suddenly. He opened his eyes and saw a young man standing beside his bed.

"When did you come in?" Li Hao couldn't help but ask.

He recognized this young man as a follower who came back from the war with his father yesterday. He looked about twenty-seven, with a slim build and sharp eyes.

"Master, I asked me to call you to practice in the front yard."

The young man's name was Yu Xuan and he said with a smile.

Li Hao sighed in his heart, it seemed that his free days were coming to an end.

Thinking of the sweet dream that had just been disturbed, he lowered his face and said: "In the future, you are not allowed to enter my room without my permission."

Yu Xuan nodded: "Yes."

Li Hao reluctantly sat up and called Qingzhi to prepare new and clean clothes for him.

Seeing Li Hao acting like a wealthy young man, Yu Xuan stood aside silently, his expression showing no emotion at all.

However, Li Hao's movements were slower than he expected. He stood there carelessly and let the maid put on the buttons slowly. He couldn't help but remind: "Master, the master is already waiting for you."

Li Hao was stunned for a moment, and immediately put on his clothes in a few strokes: "Let's go."

The two left the room and walked towards the front yard.

Just as he was passing by the main house, Li Hao glanced at it casually. He was suddenly stunned, turned pale with fright, and hurriedly rushed into the main house.

I saw that all the calligraphy and paintings that I had piled up here over the years were gone.

"Uncle Zhao!"

Li Hao shouted hurriedly.

Uncle Zhao hurried over from the front yard: "Young Master."

"Where's my painting!"

Li Hao rarely showed an angry expression towards Uncle Zhao.

Uncle Zhao's face changed slightly, and he hesitated and said: "Master saw these paintings this morning, and he had them all moved away."

"Where did you move to?"

"Woodshed..."

When Li Hao heard this, he felt like he was filled with anger. "Woodhouse? Are you planning to burn all his paintings as rubbish?"

It wouldn't matter if they were other paintings, but in those paintings, there was the mother whose memory he had blurred!

"Bring them back to me immediately and move them all back. No one is allowed to touch my paintings from now on!" Li Hao gritted his teeth and said every word.

This was the first time in these years that Uncle Zhao saw Li Hao getting so angry. He was a little stunned and said quickly: "Master, don't worry, I'll go right away."

But just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by a hand from beside him.

Yu Xuan blocked Uncle Zhao, but with the same calm face, he said to Li Hao: "Master, the marshal asked this painting to be moved. It's time for you to practice with me."

Li Hao also guessed that no one in this courtyard dared to touch his paintings except his father, who just returned yesterday.

But after hearing what the other party said, he still felt a strong anger in his heart that he couldn't suppress.

"Get out of here!" Li Hao glared at him.
To be continued...