Major Liu held the sandalwood box in his arms and looked at Liu Zhian cautiously.
"want!"
Liu Zhi'an glared at Young Master Liu angrily: "I know you are not the kind of person who won't take the money you put to your mouth. Why are you pretending to be a serious person like me!"
"Get lost!"
Liu Mingzhi stared at Liu Zhi'an silently: "Old man, send it to me. I have something to talk to you about."
Liu Zhi'an paused slightly when he wanted to drink tea, but finally brought the tea cup to his mouth and drank the tea in one gulp.
Looking at Young Master Liu with a complicated expression, Liu Zhi'an casually threw the expensive teacup on the table: "What are we talking about? Is there anything we can talk about? I don't think we two have anything to talk about."
Liu Mingzhi gently held up the sandalwood box in his hand and looked at Liu Zhi'an with a complicated expression.
"No, I think we should have a lot to talk about together, such as the source of these five million taels of silver notes, what do you think?"
Liu Zhi'an's body froze, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Young Master Liu's thoughtful gaze with a hint of surprise.
"Okay, let's talk about it!"
Liu Mingzhi staggered his body and waited until Liu Zhian was half a step in front of him before starting to follow him.
Although Liu Mingzhi usually talked a little arbitrarily with the old man, he never neglected his respect for Liu Zhi'an.
No matter how out of tune he is, he is still his father.
"Old man, what do you mean by living in this world?"
Liu Zhi'an gently stroked his beard and was silent for a moment, then turned his head slightly to look at Young Master Liu with a calm expression.
"The meaning of life in this world is to live well."
"In your opinion, what does it mean to live a good life? What does it mean to live a good life?"
Liu Zhi'an was stunned for a moment and looked at Young Master Liu in surprise: "What, are you planning to talk to me about the philosophies of Buddhism and Taoism?"
Liu Mingzhi shook his head silently and gently fiddled with the fine lines on the sandalwood box in his hand.
"What does Buddhism have to do with me? I just want to know why I live! For thirty years, I seem to be living in a world that has been carefully compiled by others."
"I just want to know, am I still me?"
Liu Zhi'an looked at Young Master Liu's somewhat downcast expression and thought carefully about the meaning of Young Master Liu's words. After a long time, Liu Zhi'an's walking stopped.
"Do you believe in fate?"
Liu Zhi'an stopped, and Liu Mingzhi also stopped for a moment, looking at Liu Zhi'an's deep eyes and hesitated for a long time.
"This is the second time you've asked me this question!"
"What is my destiny?"
Liu Zhi'an shook his head silently.
"have no idea!"
"Haha... This answer is too perfunctory. Do you think I should believe your words?"
Liu Zhi'an started walking again and rushed towards the door of the mansion.
"It's not that I want to deal with you, because I really don't know what your destiny is."
"Or maybe I never believe in fate!"
"Then why did you..."
"Because you are my son and I am your biological father. Is this answer enough?"
Liu Mingzhi's body trembled, and he looked at Liu Zhi'an's sad and heavy face without saying a word for a long time. The father and son walked half a step toward the door of the house silently.
When he was approaching the gate of the mansion, Young Master Liu suddenly turned around and hugged Liu Zhi'an in his arms.
"Old man, thank you, your answer is enough."
"But my son wants to go on his own, and you can't protect me forever."
"The young eagle always has to fly high, doesn't it?"
"I believe in fate, but I believe in myself even more."
It was the first time for Liu Zhi'an to be so close to his son, and his face looked a little strange. He sighed and nodded listening to Young Master Liu's low words.
"If you can't bear it anymore, just tell me, I can still carry the sky for you!"
Young Master Liu let go of Liu Zhi'an, looked at Liu Zhi'an's already gray arms, chuckled and tugged on the beard on Liu Zhi'an's chin.
"Take good care of yourself, you are no longer young and strong, old man."
"Fuck you, get out of here."
Looking at Young Master Liu's back running towards the door, Liu Zhi'an hesitated for a moment but still did not follow.
Sighing and walking towards the inner courtyard, Liu Zhi'an gently wiped the corners of his eyes.
"The children have grown up after all."
Liu Zhi'an reached out and took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe the corners of his eyes. Liu Zhi'an's face froze, and he hurriedly dug it out in his arms, and then groped in his sleeves again.
After a long time, Liu Zhi'an looked at his empty hands, his sad expression turned red, turned around and ran towards the door.
"Little bastard, your mother!"
"Five million taels is not enough. You took my fucking pocket money and took it with you. Are you still a human being?"
By the time Young Master Liu arrived outside the mansion, only Mrs. Liu who was weeping secretly and a group of daughters-in-law were left. The figure of the little bastard had disappeared on the street corner together with Liu Song.
When Liu Zhi'an saw this, he beat his chest, pointed at the street corner and slapped his thigh.
"What a sin!"
After a long time, Liu Zhi'an took a deep breath and laughed sadly amid the stunned looks on his daughter-in-law's face.
"You little bastard, I won't let you see what it means for one thing to bring down another thing. Do you really think I'm made of clay? Let's sit on a donkey and read the songbook. We'll see!"
"I want you to shed your skin even if you don't die. If you play with me and deceive me, I won't be able to kill you!"
Liu Zhi'an turned around and walked towards the house, stopped next to Liu Yuan and whispered in his ear.
After a long time, Liu Yuan looked at Liu Zhi'an with an embarrassed expression as he scratched his gray hair while holding the porcelain bottle for himself.
"Master, it's not that serious. Aren't you afraid that the young master is going crazy?"
Liu Zhi'an waved his sleeves and walked towards the inner courtyard.
"It's better to be crazy, otherwise I will lose ten years of my life, ten years!"
"Just do it and make arrangements!"
Under the surprised gazes of the girls, Liu Yuan picked up the porcelain vase and leapt towards the outside of the house, showing off his impressive lightness skills.
The destination was surprisingly the residence of Yunchong, one of the generals' residences.
On the main street, Young Master Liu tightened the reins of his horse, took out a gold-skinned arrow from the saddle on the horse's back and threw it to Liu Song!
Then he thrust another letter into Liu Song's hand.
"Hurry up and send the letter to the palace with the young master's gold-skinned arrow."
Liu Song was startled, then nodded hurriedly and turned his horse's head towards the palace.
Liu Mingzhi turned around and rushed towards the military camp outside the city. At a time when there was a lot of traffic, Liu Dashao took two sticks of incense and walked out of the south gate. He turned around and looked at the capital behind him. Liu Mingzhi clamped his horse Belly, the prancing horse whipped and galloped towards the military camp in the southeast.
Less than half an hour later, Young Master Liu reined in the horse, raised his head high in the air, and began to neigh.
"See the Marshal!"
Liu Mingzhi got off his horse and walked straight towards the camp.
"Where are the officers and soldiers of the three armies?"
The guards following Young Master Liu hurriedly clasped their fists.
"Reporting back to the commander-in-chief, we are all ready to attack the Northland at any time!"
"Send the order, beat the drum and gather the generals!"
"Got the order!"
The guards sprinted away, and Young Master Liu walked towards the general commanding platform under the military flag with a majestic look on his face.
When Liu Mingzhi climbed up to the general commanding platform and caressed the flagpole of the Liu Zi Shuai flag, in a daze, a loud drumbeat suddenly came from the military camp.
With the rumbling drums, the earth trembled.
The sound of galloping horses could be heard from everywhere, and the deafening rhythm made Young Master Liu's cold eyes reveal a hint of fanaticism.
Liu Mingzhi flicked his cloak, sat on the handsome chair with his sword raised, and stared at the vast military lieutenant school field in front of him.
"The wind is blowing!"
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