However, it is obvious that the old man did not understand what Li Chengqian meant, or understood what he meant, but he never considered the feasibility of his strange plan. So after listening to his narration, the old man's eyes became more and more hazy, as if he had not heard clearly at all.

There was no way, Li Chengqian could only say his thoughts again in the end, which made the old man react, looked at him with the eyes of a fool, and said after a while: "The inner capital of the family has never stopped, and it makes no sense for you to do this at all, it just makes the family expand again." ”

"Why does my Longxi Li clan have thirteen Wang clans? It's not because of the original separation, each time the family will grow stronger, the most talented people have today's situation. ”

"So what do you think will happen to the other families? Will it be as slumped as you think? Never underestimate the family, how can a family that has existed for thousands of years be so easily destroyed by you as a half-size, if that is the case, you don't have to wait until today, they would not exist hundreds of years ago. ”

Li Er's tirade taught Li Chengqian a new lesson, and for the first time made him realize the size and difficulty of the family.

Thinking about it seriously, many things are really like what the old man said, and in the conflicts again and again, those families really didn't seem to use all their strength to entangle with him. Even if it is the Shanxi Wang family, it is only the main family that is constantly colliding with him, and the other branches of the Wang family are more point-to-point, and they don't really go all out.

How many people are there in the Li clan in Longxi? The Thirteen Wang tribes alone are afraid that there are no less than 10,000 people, and the other small branches are even more innumerable. Since the Li family is so huge, how can other families with the same name be worse than him?

Finally, for the first time, Li Chengqian realized for the first time under the old man's reminder how difficult the opponent he had chosen was, and a long way to go did not seem to be enough to describe the hardships of the road ahead.

"Got it? Now you know why I don't have a good way to deal with those families! The old man looked at the sudden look on Li Chengqian's face, smiled self-deprecatingly, pointed to the wine glass in front of him, and motioned for Li Chengqian to pour it for him.

"Don't underestimate anyone, you are now an adult, no longer the original child, if you continue to be so willful, even I will be difficult to protect you." After pouring a full cup, Li Erha took a sip of wine and said slowly.

Li Chengqian was silent, from the old man's words, he knew that he was in a hurry, always thinking about whether he could eat a fat man in one bite, and forgot the allusion that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants.

Li Er's political talent is far higher than him, but he still has to be cautious in the face of the family, relying on the scholar clan to compete with him, what does he Li Chengqian have now? Except for some future fierce generals at hand, there doesn't seem to be any capable minister who can handle the world.

"Let's talk about the rest, you still don't think about things that can be done overnight, as for dividing the family, this is exactly what they want, if you really do it, it will be in line with their hearts." Although the old man was a little drunk, he was not confused, and changed the topic when Li Chengqian was a little negative.

"Father, the son wants to take advantage of the fact that there is no major war during this time to develop industry, and in addition, to improve the cultural quality of the people of the Tang Dynasty."

Li Chengqian's mood was a little low, and his explanation was a little simple, but seeing that the method he had worked so hard to come up with was only a mirror in the end, the old man didn't say anything.

"You can do what you want to do slowly, I can help you with this family head conference, remember, only this once!" Lao Li, who hit Li Chengqian, didn't want his son to lose his fighting spirit completely, but he didn't want him to continue on the wrong road, and it was only at this time that he realized again that this father was much more tired than being a son.

As for Li Chengqian, Comrade Li, who was deeply hit, did not say anything except nodding his head, although he knew that things would not be so simple, but now it seems that it is not only not simple, it is simply too difficult.

Li Chengqian even wanted to break the plate and quit for a while, what family, what Tang Dynasty, how good it would be for Lao Tzu to find a place to be the prince of peace.

However, this thought was only extinguished by him in a flash in his mind, and now he is different from when he first arrived in Datang. At that time, there were only the bald king and Lin Xiaoxiao by his side, but now there are countless courtiers and soldiers, and these people are all attached to his big tree.

If he himself falls first, all these people will become rootless, and no one will continue to reuse them, and the end waiting for them will be extremely miserable. So even for the sake of the group of people under him, he has to continue to walk and go on firmly.

Anyway, as the person in power, he still has one last killer weapon that he hasn't come up with, and if he is forced by those families in the future, then it will be better to slaughter them, and at most at that time, it will be much easier to reorganize the old mountains and rivers, which is far easier than working hard like now.

After having such thoughts, Comrade Xiao Li, who was a little depressed, finally cheered up again, took out a pen from his arms and sold it to Lao Li: "Father, how about you look at this, this is a son-in-law racking his brains, painstaking efforts, and decades...... Something that came out of months of sleepless work. ”

"Stop, isn't it just a pencil, I'm not unheard of it." The old man was still very happy to see his son regain his spirits, but when he heard the continuous boasting in the back, Lao Li felt a little impatient.

"Father, this is a good thing, used in the military can make the service more effective to record the enemy's situation, and used in the civilian can make more poor students have the opportunity to read."

"Think about it, how cheap is two pennies, how much cheaper than those brushes that count thousands of dollars at every turn? And the brush also needs an inkstone, an ink ingot, and rice paper. But you don't need this thing, as long as you cut a section of the wood outside, you can use it directly, and the requirements for paper are not high. ”

As he spoke, Li Chengqian used a pencil to write a few small characters on the table that could be used to prevent counterfeiting, and then handed the pencil in his hand to the old man's hand.

"The characters are still so ugly, you can't practice well, let you copy the Analects ten times a day, it's been almost a month, and there is no progress at all." Lao Li took the so-called pencil handed by his son while nagging, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, with a thoughtful look on his face.

(End of chapter)