After scolding Li Jue and telling him to go aside and practice calligraphy in peace, Li Shimin picked up a wine jar, poured himself a cup of the fine wine offered by his grandson, and sipped it slowly.

I must say, the wine that Da Sun gave me was really potent; I felt a little tipsy after just a few sips…

With his eyes glazed over from the alcohol, Li Shimin looked at his eldest grandson kneeling on the ground practicing calligraphy, who would occasionally steal a glance at him, and suddenly recalled his son Li Chengqian's childhood.

Chengqian was so good back then, well-behaved and sensible, praised by everyone in the court. Why did he change after growing up?

He became irritable, easily angered, extravagant, and unreasonable...

Li Shimin was deeply saddened upon learning of Li Chengqian's death and engaged in profound reflection.

Have I been too lenient with Chengqian, which led to his rebellious behavior as an adult?

Li Shimin thought about it more and more and it seemed very possible, because Li Chengqian was often sick when he was a child, and he couldn't bear to scold him, let alone hit him with a stick.

Once he grew up, it was too late to discipline him, which led to his arrogance, disdain for everyone, and in the end, his rebellion!

Li Shimin grew angrier the more he thought about it, and the angrier he became, the more he wanted to drink. Before he knew it, he was drunk. When he saw that bastard secretly looking at him again, he was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked him in the butt, making the bastard yell "Ouch!"

"If you dare look back at me again, I'll hang you from a tree and beat you!"

"Uncle Li, my leg hurts..."

"Bear with it!"

"I... Waaaaah..."

Li Jue was truly at his wits' end with this old geezer. He couldn't beat him, he couldn't curse him, and he couldn't run away. He didn't even dare to utter a single complaint.

If he dares to say anything, given that old man's foul temper, he'll definitely beat him up again!

Li Jue became angrier and angrier, and the angrier he became, the less he wanted to write, so he started to scribble carelessly on the paper.

Anyway, that old geezer said that as long as I write a thousand words, it's fine!

However, just as Li Jue was kneeling on the ground writing furiously, he suddenly heard a snoring sound behind him.

"Huh!"

"Could that old geezer have fallen asleep drunk?"

"Just to be on the safe side, let's wait a while until he's intoxicated by the 45-degree Erguotou I prepared before we make a move!"

Li Jue endured it for a while longer until he saw the other person snoring loudly, then he stretched comfortably.

"Finally free!"

Li Jue picked up the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from the ground, placed them on the table, pushed Old Li, who was slumped over the table, to the side, and then stood in front of the table to finish his homework.

As Li Jue wrote, he grew angrier and angrier looking at the old man, who was fast asleep. He had an urge to draw a turtle on the old man's face.

"Why can you sleep on your stomach while I have to write this crap!"

"Furthermore, could you please use some simplified characters? Traditional characters have too many strokes, and writing them is so frustrating, waaaah!"

Li Jue tried several times, but he didn't dare to draw a turtle on Old Li's face.

He was genuinely terrified of the old man's beatings, afraid that if he angered the old geezer, he would be thrown from a tree and beaten.

"Hmph!"

"I'll spare your life today!"

"Wait until you fall into my hands again, and see how I deal with you!"

Although Li Jue didn't dare to draw a turtle on Old Li's face, he still used ink to touch up Old Li's eyebrows and then dyed his gray beard.

He didn't care whether the color would fade or not; in any case, it was all out of filial piety on his part as the adopted grandson, no matter who asked!

Li Shimin slept on the table for an hour. When he saw that Li Jue had gotten up from the ground and was writing on the table, he twitched his eyelids and then closed them again.

Hmph!

I knew that rebellious grandson wouldn't obediently kneel down and write!

That's enough!

As long as he can practice calligraphy, it doesn't matter whether he's standing or kneeling!

Seeing Li Jue stretch lazily again, Li Shimin finally asked.

"Finished writing?"

"ah?"

"Grandpa, when did you wake up?"

"I've been awake for a while now. I saw you were writing quite intently, so I didn't disturb you."

Upon hearing this, Li Jue quickly recalled what had just happened. Seeing that he hadn't cursed the old man, he suddenly became bolder.

"Almost finished, just a few dozen words left!"

"oh!"

"Let's finish writing before we go to sleep!"

"Um!"

A moment later, Li Jue finally finished his thousand-word assignment, happily threw the brush into the inkstone, and then arrogantly slammed the stack of assignments in front of Old Li.

"Let's check!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin glanced through the pages symbolically. Although some of the writings were extremely poor, he didn't bother to care as long as they were long enough.

"Not bad, I'll write this much every day from now on!"

"ah?"

Li Jue was stunned when he heard this. This old man is trying to work me to death!

"Grandpa, could you reduce it a bit? A thousand words a day is too much, I simply can't finish writing it!"

"Didn't you finish writing today?"

"I……"

"It's settled then. I'll come back in a month to check. If you dare to neglect your studies like this again..."

At this point, Li Shimin opened the window and pointed to the willow tree outside.

"Do you see that tree?"

"Then I'll hang you up that tree and whip you!"

"For every word missing, I'll whip you!"

"Let's see if your ass is harder, or my whip!"

Li Jue felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. This old man was too ruthless; he was trying to force him to his death!

"I'm not playing anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin grabbed Li Jue and lifted him up, then asked in a sinister tone.

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