Emperor Yu lifted his teacup and took a sip. The taste was decent, not as exquisite as the Imperial Palace's exclusive Cloud Mist Tea, but it possessed a sweet freshness from the mountains and wilds.
"You sure take it easy," Emperor Yu said with a light chuckle.
"The ways of the world are now familiar to me, my heart roams freely everywhere," Li Hao replied with a casual smile.
Poetry and Book Experience +66.
Emperor Yu was momentarily taken aback, glanced at Li Hao, and thinking about the young man's situation, his eyes flickered slightly.
"No wonder that stubborn group of old bones in Hanlin Hall like you so much."
He seemed to sigh, and then to lament.
Li Hao was somewhat surprised; wasn't Hanlin Hall the haunt of scholars and literati? He hadn't seemed to have much interaction with them.
"Come, let's see if your chess skills have improved. Don't just pretend."
Emperor Yu lifted the hem of his robe and sat on the cushion, half-joking as he spoke.