Liu Zhi'an let out a sigh of relief and looked at Liu Mingzhi with a pleased expression: "I thought you would think that I was too unscrupulous and cruel.
You will accuse me from your own moral point of view!"
“Everything you have done is because I have stepped on the Seven Stars. Who am I to blame you, and who am I to blame you?
The pressure you are carrying is extremely heavy, and I don’t know how much greater it is than some of the grievances I have endured.
In the final analysis, everything happens for a reason!
You are doing it for my own good, but I can’t use my perspective to evaluate whether what you do is right or wrong!”
Liu Zhi'an patted Liu Mingzhi's shoulder again, with a relaxed and carefree expression on his face.
“My child, I do not deny that my hands are stained with a lot of blood and murder. Even though I did not kill them with my own hands, the root cause of their deaths was always caused by me.
But there is one thing, whether you believe it or not, I hope you understand it.
But none of the families who died in the commercial war deserved their death.
As you said just now, they have crossed the line and looked too ugly. They will eventually get into trouble.
A piece of meat is only so big. If you take the meat from someone else's hand, you must be prepared to be retaliated by others.
Even if I don't do anything about their behavior of crossing the border to grab food, the other old families in Jinling will not let them go.
If it falls into my hands, except for the heinous people, I will not involve their wives, children, and children. If it falls into the hands of others, you can imagine what the consequences will be.
As for those trading houses that were exterminated, they naturally had reasons for their demise.
You understand this too!
In terms of character, I can still guarantee that I am not the kind of person who loves killing people. If I disagree, I will destroy the foundation of people. It is definitely not my style to cut them off."
“I still believe this. After all, the Shen family and the Gu family are the best proof.
Do you have anything you want to ask me? For example, am I your son?”
Liu Zhi'an frowned and looked Liu Mingzhi up and down with a somewhat hesitant expression: "Just like what you just speculated, I have indeed doubted your identity more than once.
After all, after you woke up, your behavior and personality were completely different from before. It is completely impossible to imagine that this is a change that can occur after a person faints once.
As the saying goes, no one knows his son better than his mother. A father knows his son as well as his mother.
I really can't accept your sudden change for a while.
I have investigated all the clues and I still can’t find any evidence that you were transferred.
Later on, I gradually put the matter aside and silently forgot about it, but it was always in my heart.
Liu Mingzhi understood what Liu Zhian wanted to say and took it directly: "There is always a thorn in the side, right?"
Liu Zhi'an nodded noncommittally: "Yeah, but now it's better. The fog has been cleared and the light is clear. Now all the thorns are gone.
The worries in my heart can be completely let go.
As for what else you would like to ask, how do you know Liu Jing is not my wife?” :(/
“Liu Jing?”
Liu Mingzhi was slightly startled and then realized that Liu Jing must be the fake Liu Zhian on the palace wall.
Looking at Liu Zhi'an's curious eyes, Liu Mingzhi picked up the tobacco bag he had left on the table, filled a pot with it, lit it against the light, and puffed away.
“When you were with Uncle Liu, could you smell something different about him that was different from others?”
Liu Zhi'an muttered slightly before he realized what he was saying. He raised his hand and patted the desk.
“You bitch, I told him more than once to smoke less dry cigarettes and less dry cigarettes, but he didn’t listen. When he came up, I was exposed and I couldn’t spare him.
At that time when I received the letter from Liu Yuan, I was quite puzzled. Did you see something wrong with Yuan Wumian's disguise technique?
Otherwise, how could you ask Liu Yuan to send me a message asking me to come back?
It turns out that the real crux is Liu Jing!
But I do take a few puffs when I’m fine. Although it’s not much, don’t you have any doubts?”
Young Master Liu grinned, cleaned the cigarette in his hand, washed the cigarette holder with tea and hung it back to its original place.
“If you take a puff of this thing accidentally, it will never leave a strong smell of fireworks. People who have been holding dry smoke all year round can feel it as soon as they get close.
Besides, you bad old man, I have been waiting for you to go to Hexi several times so that I can inherit the family business. You are not willing to go to the Lord of Hell, how can you die for no reason?
It’s simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.”
Liu Zhi'an rolled his eyes and kicked Mr. Liu on the butt.
“Fuck you, why did I give birth to a white-eyed wolf like you?
Go to the living room to have dinner, I guess your mother and the others are also impatiently waiting."
Young Master Liu patted the footprints on his butt and walked out the door with a depressed expression.
“Old man, I am now the king of a country. If you dare to do this again, you will be executed by the whole family.
Since I have established my own business, I can’t copy myself.
I advise you to have some respect for yourself, and be careful of the day when I, the young master, may end up righteously exterminating your family."
“Fuck you, I. If you can unify the three kingdoms and become an emperor for eternity, you are also my seed.
I have not touched you at all in my fart glory and wealth, and I still have to bear the eternal infamy with you in the history books.
You actually want to take action on me, you are tired of living!"
The two men were cursing and walking towards the main hall in a loving and filial manner. Liu Mingzhi's pace suddenly slowed down.
“Old man, is the third uncle really no longer alive?
After experiencing so many things, I had some doubts about whether my third uncle had really passed away.
Now I am even more doubtful whether my third uncle is still alive.
Especially last year when I went to the imperial mausoleum in the suburbs to meet Lao Zhou and went to Wei Yong and Lao Jiang's house, I met a figure by mistake in a folk alley.
That figure was very much like my third uncle, but I didn’t prove anything later.
Now that everything has stabilized, I would like to ask you, is your third uncle still alive?"
Liu Zhi'an's expression stiffened for a moment, and disappeared the moment Liu Mingzhi turned around.
"Is it important?"
“It’s not important to me, but it’s very important to my second brother and Weier.
If the third uncle is still alive, it should be a big surprise for Wei'er and the second brother, or a big surprise."
Liu Zhi'an's expression gradually became complicated, and he sighed heavily after being silent for a long time.
“Alas! Let’s go eat!”
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Zhian's back, who was leading the way. He pondered thoughtfully for a moment, licked the corners of his dry mouth and followed.
In the main hall, Mrs. Liu, as well as Mr. Liu’s wife, younger sister and 13th aunt, were wandering around the dining table with frowning faces.
It’s been so long. What on earth have these two men been talking about for so long and they still haven’t come out.
Standing aside, An Gouer, Luya, and Ander's mother and daughter, who had just returned, looked at the group of female relatives of the Liu family, wondering what was going on.
“Dad! Big brother!”
An Gouer’s voice made everyone look toward the back hall.
As expected, the father and son came out with different expressions. There was almost nothing that could be seen from their expressions.
"Master, Zhi'er, you finally came out. If you had been a little later, the dishes would have been cold."
Liu Zhian still had the smiling face of an old fox and motioned for everyone to take their seats.
Seeing everyone turn their attention to Young Master Liu, Liu Zhi'an frowned slightly and sat at the front seat.
“At home, he is Madam, your son, sister Ling’er, your nephew, Yun’er, your husband, Xuan’er, Jiang He, and Luya, your eldest brother.
Look at what he does, if I tell you to sit down, just sit down!"
Liu Zhian kept making jokes with his son in the study on the way to the main hall, just because he didn't want to become alienated from his family just because his identity had changed!
Compared to the hereditary emperor, he was a halfway emperor who experienced the ups and downs of human relationships and enjoyed family relationships.
When you become an emperor, can you disown your own wife, children, and children?
Young Master Liu noticed something was wrong with Liu Zhi'an's tone, and immediately understood what the old man was thinking.
This is me. Maybe if it were someone else, the old man’s words might really cause some gaps.
“Mother, Thirteenth Aunt, Yun’er, Xuan’er, old man Jiang He is right, in my own family I don’t have to pay much attention to food, just eat!
"I don't care whether the emperor is an emperor or not."
Everyone then began to take their seats and slowly relaxed.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the empty chair opposite Qi Yun that belonged to the third princess Li Yan!
“Yun’er, Yan’er is still bored in the room?”
Qi Yun nodded helplessly: "Yes! Sister Yan'er said she was feeling a little uncomfortable!"
“Eat, I will bring her some food later.”
Liu Mingzhi put away his complicated eyes, picked up a piece of sauce meat with a smile and put it into Mrs. Liu's bowl.
“Mom, you’ve worked hard to prepare a table of food. Eat some meat to replenish your body!”