"That's fine then."
Liu Zhian replied angrily to Young Master Liu, turned to look at the float on the water, and frowned slightly.
"Hey, have all the fish in the river become smarter today? It's been so long, how come only one fish has taken the bait?"
Young Master Liu held a wine bottle in one hand and a wine glass in the other. After drinking five or six glasses of wine in a row, his heart, stimulated by Liu Zhi'an's words, gradually calmed down.
My old man actually led his men to beat up his father-in-law, Li Zheng.
No matter how much proof you want, this seems unrealistic.
Is what my old man said just now true or false?
"belch!"
Young Master Liu burped lightly, pulled his small bamboo chair and moved a little closer to Liu Zhi'an, his eyes showing a strong look of gossip.
"Old man."
Liu Zhi'an retracted his gaze from Fuyao and glared at Young Master Liu angrily.
"What are you doing again?"
"By the way, back then you really led some people to beat up my father, the emperor, and his elders.
No matter how I think about it, I feel that you are bragging to me about this past incident you mentioned?"
Liu Zhi'an drank a glass of wine, rolled his eyes at Young Master Liu angrily, and waved his hand helplessly.
"You bastard, do you believe it or not?"
Young Master Liu immediately picked up the pot and refilled Liu Zhi'an's glass of wine: "Old man, it's the conscience of heaven and earth. It's really not that I don't want to believe you.
Actually, what you said is really unbelievable.
You are a Jiangnan merchant and a wealthy gentry.
Father, he is the king of a country and the emperor of the dynasty.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the identity gap between the two of you is as big as clouds and mud.
Let’s not talk about whether there can be communication between the two of you, even if the two of you know each other due to some chance and coincidence.
As a father and an old man.
Do you dare, do you dare to lead someone to beat him up?"
Liu Zhi'an felt the suspicious look in Mr. Liu's eyes, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, put them in his hand, and started to crack them.
"You bastard, you know what the hell, when I led my men to beat Li Zheng, he was not the king of a country?"
"Ah? It turns out that Emperor Father was not the emperor at that time."
"That's right, when I beat him up, he had not yet inherited Dalong's empire and become my Dalong's emperor."
Liu Mingzhi nodded with a clear expression. Just as he was about to take a sip of his drink, he suddenly reacted.
"That's not right, that's not right."
"Huh? Is something wrong with you?"
"Old man, when my father ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor even though he had not yet inherited the throne.
Then he, then he is at least the Crown Prince of our Dalong, and at the worst he is the Prince of the current dynasty!
You dare not beat the king of a country, the current emperor.
Then you dare to beat up the current Crown Prince or the Prince?"
When Liu Zhi'an heard Young Master Liu's doubtful words, he glanced at him sideways, touched the tip of his nose with an expression of resentment, and coughed a few times with a smile.
"Ahem, ahem, what, what, what.
Old man, I didn’t know his identity at first.
Otherwise, based on the situation back then, even if I lend you my ten courages, I wouldn’t dare to lead someone to beat him up!”
"Oh, that's it, that's it, I'll just say it.
Old man, you don’t know the identity of the father at all, so you dare to do this!"
Liu Zhi'an picked up the drink and drank it all in one gulp, letting out a long sigh of relief with memories in his eyes.
"Nonsense, if I knew who he was, I would have to hate living so much that I would dare to do this."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and nodded. After drinking a glass of wine, he picked up the pot and filled it with two more glasses of wine.
"Old man, tell me quickly what is going on here.
What is the reason why you took people to beat up Father Emperor?"
Liu Zhian turned his head and glanced at Mr. Liu, who looked curious, and patted the melon seed shells on his clothes behind him.
"It's a long story."
"Then you can keep your story short."
Liu Zhi'an smiled bitterly and nodded, looking at the sparkling water blown by the gentle breeze, his eyes showing a touch of memory.
"At this time, we have to start with Dangyang Academy.
Bastard, you should be aware of Dangyang Academy’s statement, right?"
Young Master Liu nodded noncommittally, picked up the wine glass and put it in his mouth.
"Of course it is clear. Dangyang Academy has the reputation of producing all the talented people in the world."
Liu Zhi'an nodded slightly, chuckled and cracked a melon seed.
"In Dalong, we have Dangyang Academy in the south and Imperial College in the north.
Dangyang Academy is famous all over the world and has the reputation of producing all the talented people in the world.
The Imperial College in the capital is also famous throughout the world and is home to many talented people.
These two places are sacred places in the hearts of scholars all over the world.
One is famous all over the world, the other is famous all over the world.
In this way, I don’t need to elaborate on the relationship between Dangyang Academy and the Imperial College, but you can probably guess it, right?”
Young Master Liu looked at Liu Zhi'an's expression filled with emotion, raised his brows slightly, and nodded without hesitation.
“Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in military affairs.
I don’t need to guess, but I know that it’s natural to be tit-for-tat and not convinced by each other.”
"Tit for tat, hehehe, you said it too implicitly.
If we really talk about it seriously, it is not an exaggeration to say that fire and water cannot tolerate each other."
Young Master Liu thought for a while and vaguely guessed some of the reasons for the communication between his old man and his father-in-law Li Zheng.
"So, old man, you and my father-in-law know each other because of Dangyang Academy and Imperial College?"
Seeing that Young Master Liu had hit the key to the problem, Liu Zhian smiled and nodded.
"That was more than forty years ago, when there was a debate between Dangyang Academy and Imperial College.
This debate was initiated against Dangyang Academy by three knowledgeable doctors from the Imperial College.
Dangyang Academy and Guozijian mutually agreed that the competition between the students of the two sides would be based on the six arts of the gentleman, the strengths of various schools of thought, and literary talent and knowledge.
Back then, the leader from the Imperial College who led many students to Dangyang Academy was your father-in-law Li Zheng.
At that time, the headmaster of Dangyang Academy was not the grandfather of Yun Shu girl, but the old headmaster of Wenren.
But Yang Xuelun, a well-known scholar in the world, a great scholar in the country, and Yang Laoshan."
Young Master Liu took a deep breath, with a hint of thinking in his eyes.
"Yang Xuelun, Yang Xuelun, why does this young master feel so familiar to me? It seems like I have heard it somewhere."
"Of course you are familiar with it. Xia Gongming, the chief minister of the cabinet and imperial censor at the time, that old guy who couldn't get rid of the dirt in his eyes, came from Yang Xuelun, the disciple of Yang Laoshan.
He is Xia Gongming's mentor, it would be strange if you are not familiar with him."
Hearing Liu Zhi'an's explanation, Young Master Liu suddenly understood and nodded.
To be continued...