Chapter 26 Wei Daijia and Li Tai

Oh my god!

Choi Shin-ki slapped his thigh: "Big brother, you mean..."

"That's right."

Wei Shuyu nodded solemnly.

"This is terrifying! His Majesty is actually lending money at exorbitant interest rates!" Choi Shin-ki patted his chest.

Your Majesty... Your Majesty?

*Smack*

Wei Shuyu smacked him on the head with his other hand.

"What the hell is Your Majesty? Everyone says you've been set up, why are you still calling yourself Your Majesty?"

Choi Shin-ki scratched his head, looking aggrieved: "If it weren't His Majesty, who would dare to do this?"

"Is it really that hard to tell if someone wants to control their love life?" Wei Shuyu sighed.

"It's just like when you go to Huangyunlou to gamble. As long as you lose desperately and sign an IOU for money, Li Chengqian can completely control you."

"Don't think that Li Chengqian is just running a gambling den to make money. His most important goal is to control you noble sons."

Choi Shin-ki's eyes widened immediately.

What a prince! I, Choi Sin-ki, have been completely honest with you, yet you have been secretly plotting against me.

Luckily, I betrayed them early!

"I...I've been scammed?"

On the ground, Fang Yi'ai seemed to understand something.

His eyes gradually cleared, and with a somersault, he stood up.

However, he didn't know that because of his big movement, swill splashed onto Wei Shuyu.

Bang.

Wei Shuyu, however, kicked him away without hesitation.

"Big...Big Brother."

He quickly got up and fawned over Wei Shuyu.

"Who's your older brother? Aren't I Wei the Turtle?" Wei Shuyu said irritably.

"Brother, you misheard me. I was cursing Cui the turtle," Fang Yi'ai replied shamelessly.

Cui the Turtle?

Choi Shin-ki was displeased and stepped forward, shouting angrily, "What do you mean?"

"Why are you standing so close to me? Do you want to hug me?" Fang Yi'ai puffed out his chest.

Swoosh.

Choi Shin-ki immediately slipped behind Wei Shu-yu.

You stink so badly, who would want to hug you?

"Alright."

When Wei Shuyu spoke, the two immediately stopped fighting.

"Brother, after thinking it over, it seems like I've really been scammed."

Fang Yi'ai said with a bitter face, "A few days ago, some people kept taking me out to have fun. At first, I thought they wanted to get closer to my dad, and I thought it would be a waste not to have fun, so I went..."

As Fang Yi'ai recounted his story, Wei Shuyu gradually came to understand what had happened.

Perhaps they wouldn't ask Fang Yi'ai to pay for things the first few times, but over time, even if they were willing to pay, Fang Yi'ai wouldn't have the face to do so.

And so, Fang Yi'ai began his journey of signing deals.

I don't have the money to pay, I owe it.

With Fang Xuanling's name on the table, no one was afraid that he would renege on his debts.

After experiencing this carefree life, Fang Yi'ai became increasingly extravagant with his spending.

Anyway, as long as he signs a document, he wants to buy the most expensive and best things.

Until one day, a merchant finally couldn't bear the burden any longer and started making a scene at the Duke of Liang's mansion if he didn't get his money back.

He panicked then.

If Fang Xuanling found out about this, wouldn't he beat him to death?

It was around that time that his "good brother" introduced him to the loan shark business.

In order to conceal his debt, Fang Yi'ai borrowed the money on the spot.

Now, with interest compounding, it has grown to over a thousand strings of cash.

This does not include the money owed to various shops.

"What a real estate idiot," Choi Shin-ki mocked from the side.

"Who are you calling Cui the turtle?" Fang Yi'ai cursed.

"I'll curse whoever answers."

"court death."

Bang bang.

Wei Shuyu delivered two more sharp blows to the forehead.

The two covered their heads, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Who is that person?" Wei Shuyu asked.

“Wei Ting’s son, Wei Daijia.”

"Another difficult person..." Wei Shuyu sighed.

Wei Daijia was a prime minister of the Tang Dynasty in later generations.

However, being born into a military family, he lacked the ability to identify talent, resulting in a chaotic selection process that drew public scorn. In the same year, he was sent to defend against the Turks.

Upon his return, he remained as Right Chancellor, but perhaps aware of his own inadequacy, he repeatedly requested to resign...

In short, none of those who become prime ministers are simple people.

“Come on, Yi’ai, I’ll go with you to kill him.”

Choi Shin-ki patted his chest, showing great loyalty.

"Shenji, my good brother." Fang Yi'ai's eyes were brimming with tears.

What's going on?

Aren't they Cui the Turtle and Fang the Fool?

They became good brothers so quickly?

Indeed, one's bizarre thought process cannot be judged by common sense.

"Fang Yi'ai, what are you still doing here?"

Speak of the devil and he appears.

Just as the two were filled with righteous indignation, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old rushed up to them.

It was Wei Daijia.

"The King of Wei invited you to the private room on the third floor, why didn't you go?" Wei Daijia shouted sternly, his attitude extremely hostile.

"Wei Daijia, you bastard, you dared to set a trap for me, I'll kill you."

Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.

Upon learning that he had become like this because of Wei Daijia, Fang Yi'ai roared and rushed forward.

Wei Daijia was several years older and quite skilled in martial arts, so naturally he was not afraid.

But he overlooked the stench emanating from Fang Yi'ai.

As soon as I got close, my stomach churned, and I felt like vomiting.

Taking advantage of this opening, Fang Yi'ai launched a series of kicks.

In no time at all, they pinned Wei Daijia to the ground.

"Yiai is mighty, Yiai is awesome."

Choi Shin-ki cheered loudly.

As if that wasn't enough, he picked up a stick from the ground, stirred it in the swill, and then charged forward with a roar.

"I will help you with your legacy of love."

Grabbing a swill stick, Choi Shin-ki went up and started hitting him.

"Stop hitting me, ugh..."

Wei Daijia begged for mercy while retching.

“Tell me, did you frame me and lend me money at exorbitant interest rates?” Fang Yi’ai swung his fists wildly.

"Stop hitting me, I'll talk, I... ugh..." Wei Daijia begged for mercy repeatedly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yi'ai stopped.

But as soon as he stopped, Wei Daijia retreated and created distance.

"Fang Yi'ai, you dare hit me? You're dead!" After saying this, Wei Daijia turned and ran.

"Damn it, I've been scammed."

Fang Yi'ai called out, "Shenji, let's beat him up together!"

"Okay."

Choi Shin-ki roared and charged forward again.

Wei Daijia ran into the kitchen and smashed pots and pans behind him.

Fang Yi'ai and his buddy were right behind them, chasing after them relentlessly.

The cook wanted to break up the fight, but when he saw that it was between sons of noble families, he immediately gave up the idea.

If something breaks, these spoiled brats will pay for it.

But if they lose the fight, they might be blamed.

They could not afford the retaliation from the sons of noble families.

One fled while two pursued.

They chased him from the backyard to the kitchen, the hall, and finally to the private room on the third floor.

Wherever it went, a stench filled the air.

"Your Highness, Prince Wei, please save me!"

Inside the private room.

Li Tai was holding a woman in his arms, and he kept groping her.

At fourteen, he was at the age when he was most interested in women.

The woman smiled charmingly, occasionally letting out a reproachful laugh, which made Li Tai burst into laughter.

Just as I was getting into the swing of things and was about to take the next step...

Bang.

The door was kicked open.

Wei Daijia, who reeked of foul odor, rushed in and knelt down in front of him with a thud.

"Wei Daijia, did I grant you permission to enter?"

Li Tai's face was terribly gloomy, and the stench emanating from his nose made him frown.

The woman had already buried her head in his chest.

I don't know if it was from fright or embarrassment...

Or was it intentional?