As soon as these words came out, Hua Baishi's face instantly dropped, as if he was very serious. Hua Gongzi frowned, he had rarely seen his father so serious.
"You come with me." Hua Baishi said a few words, then turned and left.
Hua Gongzi was confused and had to follow quietly. Hua Baishi took Hua Gongzi into the study room, where candles were already lit.
Under the candlelight, Hua Baishi slowly sat down at the table, and then took out a beautifully decorated box from the table. The lines on it were smooth, winding and folded, giving people a simple feeling.
"This is this?" Playboy pointed at the box and asked.
"The fourth prince sent someone to deliver it." After saying that, he pushed the box to the playboy.
Playboy took it doubtfully, and there was no lock, so he could open it directly. Playboy swallowed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand holding the box trembled a little. Looking at the size of the box, it seemed like it could just fit a human head.
Playboy's eyes began to become bloodshot, and the bloodshot eyes were obvious. Playboy was prepared in advance, but he was still a little worried. Playboy didn't know why, but he had a vague feeling that the box contained a human head.
Hua Gongzi gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Just as he was about to open them, Hua Baishi said: "Be mentally prepared." This sentence seemed to be a reminder, but it was not a whipping.
Playboy held his breath and slowly opened the box with scarlet eyes. The bloody scene he expected did not happen. On the contrary, there was only a piece of paper inside.
"What is this?" Playboy picked it up and asked doubtfully.
"See for yourself." Hua Baishi didn't say much, but pushed the answer to Hua Gongzi and let him find it by himself.
Young Master Hua picked up the paper and saw nine bronze cauldrons clearly drawn. Although the lines were simple, the lines on the tripods were still clearly visible. Young Master Hua held the picture in his hand and couldn't help but marvel.
After looking at it for a long time, Mr. Hua didn’t quite understand what it meant. He thought to himself that his father had taken out a painting by a famous artist for nothing. But when Mr. Hua looked at it again, he didn’t sign it. This is strange, what kind of literati?
Wouldn't he like to leave his name? Although Playboy doesn't pay much attention to this, it is impossible to say that he doesn't know anything about it.
Hua Baishi took the paper out of Hua Gongzi's hand and chuckled: "I don't usually read much, so I don't even understand what this means?"
Playboy squinted his eyes, feeling that his IQ was being challenged, and the person challenging him was his father. Playboy had always been at odds with his father, and now that he was asked this question, his temper suddenly turned violent.
Came up.
Playboy grabbed the paper again, and he was determined to find out the truth today. So, Playboy simply asked his father to get up from the chair.
Hua Baishi looked confused and stood up following Hua Gongzi's gesture. Who knows, the next moment Hua Gongzi actually sat down on the chair.
The corner of Hua Baishi's mouth twitched. His son was indeed his son. Hua Baishi clasped his hands behind his back in embarrassment and coughed twice. However, Hua Gongzi seemed to have no one around, and he got into the painting wholeheartedly.
Hua Baishi had no choice but to say, "Actually, this." As soon as these three words came out of his mouth, Hua Gongzi stretched out his hand to stop him.
Lived.
Hua Baishi's words were stopped abruptly, and he had to swallow them back. This feeling was a bit like being rejected, but it was not a good taste. Now he actually regretted it. Why did he want to arouse his son's aggressive mentality? What a crime.
As the time ticked by, Hua Baishi naturally did not hesitate and quickly found a chair to sit down. The light of the candle kept dancing, making Hua Baishi nod sleepily.
Suddenly, a loud noise came, scaring Hua Baishi back. Hua Baishi rubbed his sleepy eyes and turned his gaze to Hua Gongzi.
Playboy suddenly slapped the table, and the force was a bit too strong, so much so that his hand still felt a little numb and painful. But it didn't matter, he finally figured it out.
Hua Baishi looked at it with a normal expression, waiting for Mr. Hua's answer. Mr. Hua did not hesitate and said directly: "This Jiuding is equivalent to power, right?"
Hua Baishi originally didn't think that his prodigal son could tell anything about it, but he didn't expect that it actually had some meaning, which made him a little impressed. If nothing else, his son could tell about the nine tripods.
I feel very gratified. It turns out that my son is not as ugly as outsiders said, and he also has some cultural background.
Seeing his father's interest, the young man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then said: "If I guess correctly, the fourth prince wants you to quickly join the team."
As soon as these words came out, it was beyond Hua Baishi's expectation. He didn't expect that his son would guess so accurately. Sometimes he could hardly believe that the playboy in front of him was his son. Just with these words, Hua Baishi had
There is reason to suspect that Playboy is fake.
Hua Baishi sighed and had no choice but to admit: "This is indeed what the fourth prince means."
The playboy looked proud, and it was just as he thought. But at this time, he was more concerned about his father's attitude. Royal disputes were dangerous. If he was not careful, he might be in catastrophe.
"How did you reply?" Hua Gongzi is very concerned about his father's opinion. His words will definitely represent the future and destiny of the entire Hua family.
Hua Baishi smiled bitterly and said, "My father didn't give an answer."
"No reply?" The playboy never expected that his father would make such a decision. In both circumstances, he should reply as a courtesy.
Now the struggle in the royal family is mainly focused on the crown prince and the fourth prince. His father's unclear attitude may arouse dissatisfaction from both parties at the same time.
Hua Baishi nodded, and then continued: "Gu Zhongzheng is a warning." He sighed, his dim eyes revealing wisps of helplessness.
Hua Gongzi also felt that his throat was a little choked, and he couldn't express his feelings. I don't know when he started to have such tangled emotions when mentioning Gu Zhongzheng Hua Gongzi.
"Where is he now?" Playboy finally asked the question he was most concerned about.
"We should be in the mountains, reading and writing poems." Hua Baishi forced a smile on his face, but it looked full of bitterness.
Hua Gongzi was silent for a long time, still not knowing how to open his mouth. When he returned to the room, Wu Zheng had already fallen asleep under the quilt. It turned out that Wu Zheng was better, and he would be less miserable.
Annoyed, just eating and drinking every day is fine. Sometimes, the playboy really envies Wu Zheng for living such a free and unrestrained life.
Aren't you cool? How can you be so cool? It's nothing more than throwing money around, spending money in various ways, and trying to look cool.
Hua Gongzi originally thought that the fourth prince removed Gu Zhongzheng from his position because of him, but now it seems that it is far from that simple. Most of the reasons should be directed at the Hua family, not Hua Gongzi.
In this way, Hua Gong can feel better. In fact, to put it bluntly, Gu Zhongzheng became a victim of the Hua family and a victim of the royal family's struggle.
After a night, it's dawn again. The same steps of getting up, changing clothes, eating, etc. It seems that it is another boring day. A comfortable life will make people corrupt. This sentence is indeed true.
A day of peaceful life, eating and sleeping, completely losing the motivation to fight. As for the playboy who said he wanted to sell land before, he is now honest. There is no plan to sell land, and there is no one in Liangcheng, Jeonbuk.
Dare to buy their land. In addition, his father has also relaxed the policy and freed up pocket money.
The playboy felt that his degenerate character was caused by his father. He had so much pocket money that he couldn't spend it all, so of course he didn't want to do anything.
In the evening, the playboy, who had been idle all day at home, sat in Hua Baishi's study. Next to him stood Luochen, who said nothing. The fingerprints on Luochen's face had long since faded away.
In order to avoid things like this happening again, Hua Gongzi decided to teach Luochen how to read. Then he would write Luochen's name on paper and let Luochen take it with him. In this way, he would be able to find Hua Mansion smoothly. Although this method seemed
It's a bit silly, but it's perfect for a kid like Luochen who doesn't like to talk.
Luochen didn't refuse, and stared at the pen in Hua Gong's hand seriously. Hua Gong asked Wu Zheng to practice ink, and Wu Zheng pouted and had some opinions.
Although Mr. Hua is usually bohemian and loves to show off, his good calligraphy is still worthy of praise. If one day, I mean if one day the Hua family is destroyed, he can still make a living selling calligraphy and painting on the street.
Hua Gongzi first wrote three big characters. In order to make it easier for Luo Chen to see clearly, Hua Gongzi wrote very slowly and very loudly, pausing after each stroke.
Wu Zheng, who was studying ink on the side, was simply stunned. Luochen couldn't see it, but he could see it. The strength and pause of writing this word made Wu Zheng speechless. This level is even better than that of General Hu's previous collection.
The copybooks are pretty good, none of them can’t be mastered after more than ten years of practice.
At the same time, this also proves a problem in disguise, that is, the copybooks collected by General Hu may be fake. But it doesn't matter whether they are fake or not. There are not many educated people in the military camp, so you can't tell it when you see the copybooks.
It's enough to show off the authenticity in front of those big bosses. Now Wu Zheng even feels that the previous copybook was written by General Hu himself.
But having said that, the copybook did attract a lot of people's attention. Every time someone came out of General Hu's camp, they couldn't help but praise the copybook. Although these old men didn't know a word of it, they could always say something.
I only made a few sentences, but I don’t know if they were made up or just nonsense. In short, I couldn’t hear any other voices after speaking out of praise.