King Wei returned to Taiping.

"Killed?"

Li Han lived quite comfortably in his residence, eating and drinking when he should.

"killed."

King Wei sat down and said, "Bring me some wine."

After King Wei settled in Taiping, Qianzhou kept sending supplies, and there was no shortage of drinks.

Huang Ping looked troubled.

"Yeah!" King Wei raised his head, his eyes unkind.

"I drank it all." Li Han looked satisfied, almost picking his teeth.

In terms of seniority, Li Han is still the uncle of King Wei.

Boom!

With just one slap, Li Han felt that half of his body no longer belonged to him.

"Go next door and get it."

Huang Ping grimaced, "I also drank it all."

King Wei was furious, "Are you a wine barrel?"

"It's peaceful and boring, what are you doing if you don't drink?"

"You can go out for a walk."

"I went out. The first time I lost my money bag, the second time I was accused of hitting someone to death, the third time I was accused of raping a woman, and the fourth time a child hugged my leg and called me Aye, you let me How dare I go out?"

King Wei: "..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

In the eyes of Li Han and King Wei, the days of peace were monotonous and boring.

But since I want to hang out here, I have to find something for myself to do.

"I'll go find Yang Xuan tomorrow and ask." Li Han was ready to have some fun for himself.

King Wei got some drinks from somewhere and sat on the steps drinking alone.

Li Han sat on the edge, looking at the wine jar with salivation. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was slapped away.

"Eating alone does not make you fat."

King Wei lowered his head, "Bah!"

The saliva just spit into the wine jar.

Li Han looked at him dumbfounded, "The noble prince can be so vulgar. If I hadn't been with you for a long time, I would really suspect that you are possessed by a ghost."

"That's how it is here. If you don't work hard, don't blame yourself for not being able to find food." King Wei drank his wine with peace of mind.

"Hey!" Li Han arched his shoulders, "Chang'an didn't take you there?"

"I didn't take it." King Wei looked calm.

"What do you think His Majesty is thinking about?"

"Maybe I'm thinking of something good to listen to."

"Isn't it a dance?"

"Dancing makes people emotional. He is older."

"Tired and can't be excited?"

"Probably so."

"Aren't you afraid of being reported to someone if you are so disrespectful?"

"You must die sooner or later. Since you are all going to die, death sooner or later is death."

"People can live in a muddleheaded way. Look at those farmers. They live in a muddleheaded way. After being ignorant, they will feel that the days in front of them are very happy. This is also a way to live. But I think you are living in such a muddleheaded way. I feel so tortured..."

"What do you want to say?"

"You are worse than a farmer."

"But I have a skill."

"What's the point?"

"I will make your life more miserable than mine!"

"hehe!"

"Ouch!"

The next day, Li Han rubbed his shoulders and went next door.

"Mingfu is still having breakfast."

"Then I'll wait."

In the inner courtyard, Wang Laoer was pleading with pain on his face, "Mr. Lang, I don't want to study anymore."

"People must keep their word."

"I'm not human."

Yang Xuan: "..."

In order not to study, I even stopped working.

"Lao Cao, what did you do to the second child?"

Cao Ying said depressedly: "I just let him hang his wrists to practice calligraphy. After just a while, he scratched his head and scratched his head. But look at him, he is not distracted when he is practicing, hey!"

"Langjun." Wang Laoer looked at him eagerly.

"Must read!" Yang Xuan said with a cold face: "If he doesn't study...Yiniang will stare at him, and if he doesn't study well, he will be beaten hard."

Yi Niang said with a smile: "Yes."

Wang Laoer took the bowl and went to the old thief, "It's better, the old thief."

The old thief smiled happily and said, "I will wait for each word and teach you later."

Wang Laoer: "..."

Zhang Siniang asked curiously: "Old thief, how do you know so many words?"

The development of writing has gone through many stages. The average person is considered an expert if he can know two or three types of words, but the old thief is the best fighter among experts.

The old thief said calmly: "It's passed down from our ancestors."

Identifying the writing in the tomb is a compulsory course for tomb robbers. It is used to identify the identity of the owner of the tomb and see if it is worth robbing the tomb. It is also necessary to identify the origin of those treasures.

"Actually, professional and inherited tomb robbers are more knowledgeable than those archaeological experts." Suzaku's words were more like a sarcasm.

After dinner, Cao Ying and Yang Xuan went out together.

"Why did Mr. Lang order his second son to study?"

"What do you want to say?"

"I think it's better if the second child is stupid, and only if he is stupid can he be loyal to the husband."

"I run the county school with good education, but ignore the people around me who don't study. This is hypocrisy. I'm not afraid of hypocrisy, but I can't look at the silly look in my second child's eyes and remain indifferent. Lao Cao."

"exist."

"Loyalty is never bought by the stupidity of your subordinates, but by hard work."

"yes!"

Li Han waited outside with all kinds of boredom.

"Zitai."

"It's called Yang Mingfu."

"Haha, Zitai."

"If you're not drinking next door, what are you doing here?"

During this period, Li Han drank heavily. After finishing the wine next door, he came over to drink with Yang Xuan.

"Before King Wei came, this day was quite interesting. But when he came, I felt bored just looking at that face. I wanted to find something to do."

"There are a lot of things going on in Taiping, what do you want to do?"

Yang Xuan felt that this was the innocent moaning of a powerful man.

"You think I'm just moaning for no reason."

Li Han's keenness did not surprise Yang Xuan, "That's right."
To be continued...