Martial Sage

Li Ke said it seemed unintentional, but Tang Hao had to guess.

It stands to reason that Li Ke, who is a prince, would not care about the small yamen of Dao Dali Temple at all.

Unless the king of Tang gave the will, otherwise such a small department would not have any influence on the prince.

But at this time, Li Ke was just under the crowd, and he casually named Tang Hao, and also mentioned Dali Temple.

Thinking of the Xishan dossier today, Tang Hao instantly realized that it clearly meant to knock the mountain and shake the tiger.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's heart surged.

Tang Hao raised his head slightly, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Li Hui with a seemingly non-existent smile, and a smug of pride appeared on his face, looking right here.

In an instant, Tang Hao seemed to understand everything.

This poem meeting is nothing more than a cover, and Li Hui's invitation to himself is not to test his talents in poetry.

The reason for inviting many princes and nobles in the mansion is just to show Li Ke's huge network of people in the court and show it to himself.

And Li Ke's appearance and casual mention of Dali Temple were mostly to warn himself.

It seems that the hidden forces behind this little Dali Temple are far beyond my own imagination!

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's eyes condensed, and an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart.

At this moment, Li Chengqian's joking remark broke the deadlock on the scene.

"Third brother, aren't you here just to praise Tang Hao for a special trip?"

Li Ke slowly turned around, no longer glanced at Tang Hao, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Dage joked. Since it's a poetry club, naturally he is here to appreciate poetry."

After all, Li Ke went straight to the empty table beside Li Hui and sat down.

Seeing Li Chengqian took the initiative to relieve himself, Tang Hao smiled and nodded slightly at Li Chengqian.

Everyone returns to their own position, and the poem will begin again.

Everyone was drinking while composing poetry, but Tang Hao was wiped out.

There is no way, let people of his level to participate in this poem meeting, completely overwhelming the crowd and taking over the audience, there is no fun in this poem meeting.

But Tang Hao knew that he had not inscribed any poems since then. Sitting alone, drinking and watching everyone compose poems, it doesn't feel boring.

A cautious and familiar voice suddenly came.

"Husband, you don't plan to, have you gone back?"

Tang Hao paused and turned his head slowly.

Li Wanqing, who was sitting next to him, was looking at him sideways at this time.

Tang Hao didn't expect that Li Wanqing spoke first between him.

Facing this question, Tang Hao was silent, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Seeing Tang Hao's silence, Li Wanqing pressed her vermilion lips lightly, was silent for a moment, and said.

"On that day, my mother did a little bit improperly, but it was just an unintentional act. You know, my father has always valued you very much. I... I also hope you can return home."

Hearing Li Wanqing's words, Tang Hao's heart moved slightly, and he slightly raised his head to look at the faintly red, tearful eyes, a trace of intolerance and bitterness flashed in his heart.

The woman in front of her seemed to let go of her previous pride and reserve, and she looked like a good wife and mother.

From the previous nominal husband and wife, the two respect each other like guests, like strangers. Walking slowly all the way, but at some point, this woman faded away from her arrogance, and she was willing to be the lady who was willing to wait for her return.

However, she has a lot of secrets that she can't leak, such as Eighteen Knights, such as systems, such as the Azure Nightmare Sabre that she discovered earlier...

And Cha Cha Viscount Mansion gave him an absolutely secret space.

Tang Hao stared at the beautiful woman in front of him and said slowly and firmly.

"I...can't go back to Li Mansion."

As soon as the voice fell, the beautiful woman in front of her eyes widened suddenly, as if she was electrocuted, her body trembled, and the teardrops in her eyes slipped silently, dragging a tear mark, which hung on the round lower jaw.

The beautiful lady shed tears, and the pear flowers bring rain.

Tang Hao slowly stretched out his palm, gently wiped away the tears, and added.

"Not for the time being."

Hearing this, Li Wanqing was stunned for a few seconds, raised her face, and slowly showed a smile.

This scene was seen in the eyes of Princess Changle in the distance, feeling a moment of sadness in her heart.

...

Tai Chi Hall.

The news that Tang Hao wounded Dali Temple Cheng came here soon.

After listening to the news from Rong Gonggong, Tang Wang was taken aback for a moment before he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Both Changsun Wuji and Gao Shilian, who were still in the temple, also smiled.

Changsun Wuji shook his head and smiled.

"This kid is very personal!"

Gao Shilian also spoke.

"These two Dali Temple Cheng want to play this trick and push this kid into the pit, but they didn't think that this kid would turn against the army. It's ridiculous and sad."

Originally, this matter involved two important officials in the court. It was originally a problem, and the Tang king simply didn't pay attention to it.

Looking at the two people in the hall with cheerful expressions, Wang Wang broke the topic and said.

"I heard that the kid made a kind of tea, and that Fang Aiqing and Du Aiqing both went to his house to ask for tea? Is there such a thing?"

Hearing this, Changsun Wuji put away his smile, embarrassed.

"Well..."

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