Chapter 199 Who dares to laugh at me (Added update for the leader ‘CiLiCiLi’, thank you!)
Li Hao was a little surprised, but he didn’t expect that the other party didn’t get angry and blame him.
The other party's face looked majestic and heroic, and his thick eyebrows gave him an aura of calmness and authority, but his gentle look at this moment offset the accumulated authority between his eyebrows, giving him a warm feeling like the spring breeze blowing through the willows.
"Let me see what you're painting."
Li Tianzong came over and saw the figure traced on Li Hao's drawing board, and could vaguely tell that it looked like a woman.
Li Hao's painting skills have not yet reached a certain level, and what he is painting at this moment is paradoxical. Li Tianzong asked curiously: "Who is this painting?"
"Mother."
Li Hao is referring to Chen Hefang, the "mother" of this body.
He blushed slightly. His painting skills were so bad now that he couldn't even be considered a portrait and couldn't tell.
If he were asked to draw a wanted criminal, no one would be able to recognize him when he posted the poster...
When Li Tianzong heard Li Hao's words, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "The painting is quite good, but your mother is more beautiful than you are now, so you have to practice hard."
Li Hao felt more and more surprised. Hearing what the other party meant, he didn't stop himself from doing such "heterodox" intentions.
"I will work hard." Li Hao said.
Li Tianzong rubbed his little head and said: "When you are good at painting, draw one for me too, and include all your brothers, as well as Xiao Hongzhuang."
As he said that, he glanced at Li Hongzhuang, who was sitting next to her eating cakes.
Xiao Li Hongzhuang: "?"
Shui Ling's big eyes looked at the two of them doubtfully, wondering what they were talking and laughing about.
Li Hao's head was rubbed by his thick palm, but he felt the warmth and loving feeling in the palm. He was slightly startled. Although this was the Minghe River and the "father" in front of him was his grandfather who had died long ago, he didn't know Why, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
It was like a torn wound that had not healed for a long time, closing at this moment.
He was silent for a moment, then nodded seriously:
"I will hone my painting skills!"
Li Tianzong smiled and said: "When you finish the painting, I will treasure it. In addition to his talent in martial arts, my son also has outstanding talents, haha!"
He laughed a few times and then said: "But don't forget to learn to read. After your bones are measured at the age of five, you will start reading the exercises every day, you know?"
Speaking of this, his expression became a little more serious.
"Um!"
Li Hao nodded and smiled.
Two rows of snow-white teeth shine brightly on the child's cheeks.
"Let's go, let's take you to eat something delicious."
Li Tianzong picked up Li Hao, then put his other hand around Li Hongzhuang, held them in his arms, one on the left and the other on the right, and walked out of the side room.
When they came to the courtyard, Chen Hefang saw Li Tianzong holding Li Hao and Li Hongzhuang, and hurriedly came to greet them, saying softly: "Look at you, how old they are. You are still holding them, and you are not afraid of others seeing them." joke."
"Who dares to laugh at my son?"
Li Tianzong raised his eyebrows with some authority, then laughed again and said: "The situation outside Longcheng is not good. It is rare for me to be at home, so naturally I have to spend more time with the children."
"You should be more careful outside."
When Chen Hefang heard him mention the matter of Dragon City, his smiling face suddenly became filled with worry.
Li Tianzong shook his head and smiled, and said: "They are all trivial matters. I will solve them. Let's not mention them anymore. We don't mention state affairs at home. Let's go and get some delicious food. Let's go to the martial arts field to see how the boss and the others are practicing. Who wants to practice?" If not, send them to famous mountains outside.”
Chen Hefang couldn't help but smile. Knowing his temperament, she didn't persuade him any more and asked the maid to go to the kitchen to find some pastries.
Li Hao's eyes flickered slightly and he glanced at them. Although the warmth at this moment was precious, going to the martial arts field to watch those "brothers" train did not mean much to him.
The time that passed while awake would be returned to his body equally when leaving Qianhe, but he still chose to speed up and skip.
When the couple led Li Hao and Li Hongzhuang to the martial arts arena in whispers, Li Hao closed his eyes and accelerated while they watched the other "brothers" practicing.
A few days later.
Li Hao was still smelting the demon king's blood every day. He jumped into his free time and continued to paint to accumulate experience in painting.
As he sketched again and again, Li Hao's mind gradually calmed down. He seemed to relax and concentrated on painting in the side room.
Each piece of drawing paper was peeled off, and the figures traced on it became increasingly clear and beautiful, as gentle as jade.
Until the painting skills were upgraded to level 2, Li Hao's pen strokes were like a spirit, his ability to control the pen was greatly improved, his tracings became more accurate, and he could now draw portraits clearly and lifelike.
Li Hao painted Chen Hefang, Li Tianzong, Xiao Li Hongzhuang, etc. all one by one. His painting experience also fluctuated when he painted different people.
Rice paper was scattered everywhere on the floor in the room.
It wasn't until the sky was getting dark in the courtyard and Uncle Zhao called him to have dinner that Li Hao stopped, and then he directly chose to speed up and skip.
The surrounding scenery changed, and it was another free time after a few days.
He was still sitting in the side room, painting in front of him, but to Li Hao's surprise, all the rice paper scattered on the ground around him disappeared.
Li Hao thought about it and decided that the most important thing was to choose to draw first.
Every time he speeds up and skips with his eyes closed, it will be at least three or four days later, which is difficult to control. If he speeds up a little longer, it will be half a month later.
While painting, Xiao Li Hongzhuang opened the door, poked her head in, and handed Li Hao a snack.
Li Hao was not upset when his painting was interrupted. He smiled and took it in his mouth, and asked while eating: "Hongzhuang, where are my paintings?"
"They were all taken away by daddy."
"Took it away?"
Li Hao's heart tightened slightly.
Xiao Li Hongzhuang was holding a wooden pony toy in her hand, pushing it on the ground while recalling:
"Dad told mother during dinner that he asked Uncle Zhao to put them all up, and when your family separates in the future, put them in your courtyard so that your daughter-in-law can see your talents as a child."
She was only two years old, but she spoke clearly and said exactly what she heard.
After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at Li Hao doubtfully: "Brother Ten, what does separation mean? What is a daughter-in-law? Is it delicious?"
The little girl was full of doubts, but she saw the "Tenth Brother" sitting in front of the drawing board, like a sculpture, without saying a word or responding.
…
Time skips in accelerating time. Every time Li Hao travels through time, he tries to skip to his free time, and then goes to the side room to paint.
He had no memory of what happened during the skipped period. He could only occasionally inquire about it from Xiao Li Hongzhuang.
After seven consecutive jumps, several months had passed in the Minghe River, but in Li Hao's view, he had been sitting and painting for seven days in a row.
The rice paper scattered around disappeared every time he passed through.
The drawing papers that he had scattered on the ground were placed on the cabinet next to the main hall when it was time to have dinner.
There were originally many precious magic weapons, ceramics, jade and other treasures given by the royal family. Now most of them have been removed and thick stacks of rice paper paintings are placed. "My son's drawing skills are getting better and better. I heard from my husband that his literacy is also improving rapidly. He can learn it after just one lesson, haha!"
At the dinner table, Li Tianzong laughed heartily.
Li Hao was silent.
This was the first time he had dinner with his "father" and "mother" since he came to Mianhe.
This time he didn't skip it. He held his rice bowl and ate silently.
"Old Shi, I heard that you painted a painting for all of us. Why isn't there mine?"
At the dinner table, a child stood up and said, it was Xiao Li Tiangang.
It has been widely spread that Li Hao can draw. These brothers have also seen Li Hao's paintings and found his own sketches in them. They were all amazed, but little Li Tiangang rummaged around and found nothing. My own pair.
Li Hao glanced at him. Although he was only eight or nine years old, the other person's features were somewhat similar to what he remembered.
Li Hao didn't say anything and continued to eat with his head down.
"Old Shi, why don't you answer me?"
Xiao Li Tiangang shouted anxiously.
Li Hao closed his eyes slightly, and the scene in front of him quickly changed, jumping to a few days later.
He stood in the courtyard, his body being wiped by the maid. It looked like he had just absorbed the foreign blood.
The teacher came over and led Li Hao to read.
After the hemolysis is over every day, it is time to learn literacy. When the literacy is over, it is Li Hao's free time.
Li Hao didn't jump again and followed the lesson honestly, but this time he participated in person. He basically knew what the old gentleman taught, so he held a pen and wrote poems in his notebook while listening to the class.
[Poetry book experience +53]
[Poetry Book Experience +46]
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As I write poems one after another, my experience in poetry writing also improves.
Halfway through the lesson, the old gentleman saw Li Hao immersed in writing records and secretly nodded in admiration. He took a closer look and was stunned.
What was written above was not the calligraphy he taught me, but a few poems.
The old gentleman quickly grabbed Li Hao's textbook and read it carefully. His eyes widened as he read more, and finally he looked at Li Hao in disbelief:
"This, this was all written by you?"
Li Hao nodded.
This does not expose it, it can only be regarded as my own poetic talent.
Only when he talks about things like Liangzhou, the Demon King Zhuhuo Shen, etc. that he has no chance of coming into contact with in his current status, will his identity be exposed and conflict with the current situation.
"This, this..."
The old gentleman was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
This is simply a genius in this world, with the appearance of a great Confucian!
You have just learned to read and write poems. Even if you were thrown into a Confucian family, it would be enough to shock the whole family!
Not to mention someone who was born as a general, having such a poetic talent is simply rare!
And he knew that Li Hao's cultivation talent was also extremely terrifying. It had long been spread throughout the Divine General's Mansion. He was the top genius of the Li family for thousands of years!
Both civil and military!
"I must tell the master this news!"
The old gentleman said excitedly: "If I knew you had such talent and intelligence, I would be extremely happy!"
Li Hao's eyes flashed slightly when he thought of that "grandpa", and he felt a bit of anticipation in his heart.
Since ancient times, those who can memorize poems as soon as they can read are regarded as little geniuses. Some great scholars can point to chickens and ducks and compose a poem after just two or three years of literacy.
But that was the result of the influence of the elders of the Confucian family. Daily communication was all about gorgeous rhetoric. Of course, some people were born with such talents and were called Wenquxing.
At this moment, after the old gentleman ran out of class excitedly, Li Hao also ran to his side room to draw as usual.
He devoted himself wholeheartedly, and when he thought of the paintings placed on the cabinet in the main hall, his eyes became dignified and serious, and he was fully devoted.
painting……
Li Hao's pen and ink drifted away, carefully feeling the outline of each stroke.
He was completely immersed in it, and his thoughts were all about the painting.
"When you're good at painting, paint one for me too, including all your brothers, and Xiao Hongzhuang..."
"When you finish the painting, I will treasure it. In addition to his martial arts talent, my son also has outstanding talents, haha..."
Li Hao's brush strokes were turning, and his mind was entirely focused on the painting. He seemed to be unable to hear or feel anything.
Only the figure in the painting was left, and it gradually became clear that he was a tall and powerful general!
His face is majestic, his eyes are gentle, and his posture is upright. He is extraordinary in the world.
As the last stroke was outlined, font prompts popped up in front of Li Hao's eyes.
But Li Hao simply ignored it.
He sat quietly for a long time before he recovered his mind. Then he thought of what he had just been prompted and pulled up the panel to take a look.
[You have understood the heart of painting]
[Mood: Drawing the Heart]
Li Hao was startled for a moment. At this moment, his painting experience had not yet reached the third level of saturation, but he had actually understood the heart of painting in advance.
He was silent for a moment, gently dried the drawing paper in front of him, and then carefully put it aside instead of throwing it casually at his feet.
Then, he took out the white paper next to him and continued to draw.
Picture after picture.
My experience in painting is constantly improving.
When you reach the third level, you will quietly upgrade to the fourth level, and your skill points will increase a little.
Li Hao looked at the skill points he had accumulated so far. In addition to the kendo level that had been used up, he still had 4 points. Three points came from painting, and two points came from poetry.
There are also chess, sculpture, fishing, etc. that have not been touched yet.
Li Hao thought about Tingyu Tower and it was time to go there and have a look.
Thinking of Tingyu Tower, Li Hao thought of the second master and wondered what he looked like when he was young.
During dinner, Li Hao left the side room and returned to the main hall.
(End of chapter)