If there is no impact on a fight between thousands of people, it is self-deception, but if there is a big impact, it is hard to say.

Because of the fact that they have been fighting since the founding of the People's Republic of China, in the early Tang Dynasty, there were few people who were worried about it, from the emperor to the big men in the army. There was a fight without a knife. Although the number of people was scary, no one took this matter seriously.

Everyone has the same idea. As a soldier, how can you lose your temper? It is normal to have a fight.

But... why are Duke Li Jing of Chang'an sayings about being a talented person? This matter has nothing to do with me.

Li Jing looked as dark as the bottom of the pot, staring at his innocent son in front of him, and he wanted to speak but stopped several times.

Did the incident of being a time traveler? Is the ancestor trying to kill his relatives for justice? Li Hao was so surprised that he was caught and asked with courage: "Dad, do you always have something to do with your child?"

"Do you know the conflict between Ling Mansion and Xun Mansion?"

Listen, it was obviously a fight, but when it came to the words of our ancestors, it turned into a conflict.

Alas, this person should still read more.

Li Hao blinked his eyes and looked at Li Jing with admiration: "Thank you for your teachings. I know. No matter who asks you in the future, I will not admit that it is a fight."

Li Jing: “…”

Who is this? Do you think I am engaging in offering sacrifices to you?

"How do you talk to your father?" Hongfu scolded Li Hao, glanced at Li Jing and said, "Your father is asking if you know about this."

"Oh, I know, there are guards from Ling Mansion just now coming to inform the child." Li Hao shrank his neck, looked at the old man's palm knife on the table, and explained hurriedly: "But... Mom, this really has nothing to do with me. I didn't ask them to fight. I haven't been to Ling Mansion for several days."

Under Hongfu's intimidation, Li Jing suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice: "What I ask you is, what do you plan to deal with it."

Li Hao slapped his chest: "When the kid comes back, he practices the bastards in Ling Mansion. The kid doesn't even believe it. At that time, they still have the heart to fight."

What do you mean by this? Li Jing looked at his wife Hongfu speechlessly, and that meant: If your son does this again, I will be unable to bear it.

You try it, I'm going to fight you.

Hong Fu glared back at Li Jing, then turned to Li Hao and said, "Dejian, this time the matter is very big. You have to give an explanation to the court or the officials. Do you understand what your father means?"

"If you don't understand, if you want to explain to all officials, you have to wait until I become the Minister of War. It seems a little too early now." Li Hao pretended to be confused because he understood. Anyway, the blame had been thrown on the old man. If he was confused, he would just be confused. He was all a family, so he was so clear about what he was doing.

Li Jing was so angry that his beard was shaking, and his eyes kept glancing at the stick that was thick with his arm standing behind the door.

What a fucking Secretary of the Ministry of War, I am not dead yet, just want to inherit my family property?

Of course, Li Hao understood what the old man meant. He just let him be less proud in the future. The military training ended here. From now on, everyone will be the same. Hello, I, Hello, everyone.

But then again, Li Hao knows his family's affairs. His current situation is like a pervert entering the Kingdom of Women and a gambler entering Las Vegas. He can't help but want to.

Thinking of it, he said casually: "Dad, I actually understand what you mean, but I can't do anything about this."

Li Jing said angrily: "Why can't you let your father save some snacks? Can't you go to the palace to study with the prince? Can't you not do anything to do those strange tricks? Can't you not make any mistakes in military training?"

"It's right to do it." Li Hao scratched his head and said in a little embarrassed manner: "But Dad, the child is full of knowledge and has a lot of knowledge and is unconsciously involved in it."

Li Jing: “…”

Hongfu: "..."

Let's give birth to a genius?

Li Jing and his wife were so conflicted.

The couple was worried when their son looked for flowers and willows every day, and they went to Zhangtai.

I am worried that my son is not good at doing well, so I look at other people's sons. They either have excellent martial arts skills or recite poems or essays. No matter how bad they are, they are still a humble gentleman.

Now that the son is not looking for flowers and willows, he is now walking on the horse and the couple starts to worry again.

Don’t you know if the rafters that are ahead are rotten first? Isn’t it better to be a prince’s attendant? Why do you have to abduct the prince from the palace, why do you have to go to train troops, and why do you have to fiddle with the Zhenguan Zao and Du Kang wine?

After driving Li Hao out, Li Jing and his wife were speechless. What's the point!

After a long time, Hongfu said: "My husband, what happened between Xun Mansion and Ling Mansion..."

"Let Mao Gong watch and deal with it, and try not to expand the situation." Li Jing said angrily: "Mr. Mao Gong is also getting back and forth. The soldiers he trained are not as good as those who have trained for a month by De Jian. He has the shame to get the matter to me."

Hongfu nodded: "It's good, it's better to let them handle it internally than to go to court. However, if Yinggong was asked to deal with this matter, Dejian would not suffer any loss, right?"

Li Jing said confidently: "No, Li Jie's man is still counting on De Jian to help him lead his troops, how could he suffer a loss?"

"Then..."

"Let's talk about the situation." After thinking about it, Li Jing shook his head helplessly.

...

...

Facts have proved that Li Jing's judgment is actually not accurate.

Li Jie seemed to have his own ideas about dealing with this conflict (yes, it's just a conflict, not a fight).

The next morning, when Li Hao came to the left-leading guard camp, the first thing he saw was Li Jie's old face smiling like a flower: "My dear nephew, I haven't seen him for a long time, and he has grown taller again."

"Uncle Li, you are getting younger and younger, which makes my nephew envious." As he said the unnutritional cliché, Li Hao's mouth tilted. This old guy really doesn't have a face anymore. He was drinking at my house the day before yesterday, but I haven't seen each other for a few days today. He can tell me it.

The old guy Li Jie laughed and suddenly pointed at a young man with a bruised left eye socket: "Haha..., I will introduce you to you. This is Zhao Wenyuan, the commander of the Xun Mansion. You two can be considered acquaintance without fighting. You should get closer in the future."

Zhao Wenyuan took a step forward, clasped his fists and said coldly: "Victor Li is a good trainer, but he doesn't know how good his skills are. Why not find some time to discuss how?"

Yohe, is there something to do? Li Hao blinked his eyes, ignored Zhao Wenyuan, looked at Li Ji and said, "Uncle Li, what does he mean?"

Before Li Jie could speak, Zhao Wenyuan said, "Zhao has no other intentions. He just wants to learn about Li Duwei's skills in fist and foot. I wonder if Li Duwei can appreciate his face?"
Chapter completed!