Dad, You Rest, It's My Turn to Scold Li Shimin Today

The seventh year of the Zhenguan era. With a thunderous bang, I transmigrated and became Wei Shuyu.

As the beloved son of Wei Zheng, shouldn't I be helping my father solve his problems?

Chapter 261 Wu Qiqi is prevented from entering the Myriad Flowers Pavilion

Chapter 261 Wu Qiqi is prevented from entering the Myriad Flowers Pavilion

On the carriage.

Li Shimin disguised himself as a wealthy merchant.

"Wang De, won't I be recognized like this?"

Li Shimin straightened his clothes.

If word got out that the emperor of a nation was visiting a brothel, he'd be condemned by everyone...

But Li Shimin couldn't resist watching the show and secretly slipped out.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured."

Wang De said earnestly, "You must trust my skills. Unless it's a close advisor like Minister Wei, no one will recognize you..."

"That's good."

Li Shimin nodded, and just as he was about to get off the carriage, he saw a little old man.

Why does that back view look so familiar?

A slightly hunched back, a slender yet tall figure.

Most importantly... the jade pendant at her waist.

Old Wei!

Li Shimin gritted his teeth.

Even if you were changed to gray, I would still recognize you!

"His Majesty."

Seeing that Li Shimin had retreated back into the carriage, Wang De asked in confusion.

"Xuancheng has also arrived. What should we do about this?" Li Shimin asked.

"ah?"

Wang De was dumbfounded.

So all that effort I put into my makeup... was useless?

"How about... how about we go back to the palace?" Wang De replied timidly.

"I've finally managed to get out of the city, and you're telling me to go back to the palace?"

Li Shimin's eyes widened.

Wang De immediately lowered his head in fear, muttering, "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"never mind."

Li Shimin waved his hand.

I can't count on Wang De; I have to rely on myself.

A flicker of emotion flashed in his eyes...

I had a series of cases in mind.

The final decision was to remain calm and observe the situation.

Inside the Wanhua Pavilion.

The other students from the Imperial Academy were all called over by their older brothers to offer toasts...

Changsun Chong invited them to help, but that didn't mean he wanted to confront them directly.

Instead, she introduced her younger brother to her network of connections.

"Brother Jiji, I'm angry."

Qin Shandao said angrily.

Why?

Choi Shin-ki munched on a chicken leg, occasionally glaring at the person opposite him.

"Why do they get to drink alcohol while we don't!" Qin Shandao said indignantly, pointing across the street.

Choi Shin-ki took a look.

you do not say.

We must have what others have!

"Wang Fatan!"

Choi Shin-ki roared, "Shin-mok and the others have wine, but we don't!"

A fragrant breeze wafted by, and the madam appeared beside the two.

“Young Master Cui, your chilled drinks are more expensive and more high-end than their wine.”

High-end is not acceptable either.

I'm a god-tier boss!

"I don't care."

Choi Shin-ki shouted, "What they have, we must have too!"

"this……"

The madam feigned hesitation.

You can't persuade me, huh?

better!

They earned an extra sum of money for drinks.

He happily ordered the servant to fetch it...

opposite.

Changsun Chong toasted and chatted with the others.

He would glance at Wei Shuyu every now and then, revealing a smug look.

I've won over the entire Imperial Academy army; let's see what trouble you can cause now.

Wei Shuyu had no time to pay attention to him.

He was chewing on the tip of his pen, desperately trying to recall the poems.

However, Wei Shuyu didn't care...

Our Godbase boss can't stand for this!

Choi Shin-ki, accompanied by Qin Shan-dao, the two men carrying wine jugs, strolled over leisurely.

"Oh? Shinki and Zendo are here too?"

Fang Yizhi welcomed him with a smile.

Listen up, everyone.

Choi Shin-ki, head held high, said arrogantly, "Don't think you're the only ones who can drink; we can too!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Qin Shandao nodded: "I can do it too!"

Then the two of them started blowing hard into the wine pot.

This series of bizarre actions truly left everyone speechless.

After the two of them drank until their cheeks were bulging.

Sizzle...

It sprayed out like urine.

A spray landed on Changsun Chong's face.

A spurt reached Changsun's crotch.

"Oh dear, I've had too much to drink."

"I can't drink, I can't drink..."

They dropped the wine jug and ran away.

Changsun Chong, bewildered, wiped his face, and as if belatedly realizing what was happening, roared wildly...

"Choi Shin-ki, Jin Seon-do, I want you dead!"

With his face covered in wine stains and his seemingly insane appearance, he looked just like a drunkard.

Everyone's gaze shifted downwards.

It looks like he wet his pants again in the crotch area.

"What are you yelling about?"

Choi Shin-ki turned around and shouted, "If you can't drink and spit it out, don't blame me!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Qin Shandao chimed in, "Who told you not to stop us from drinking?"

"Guards! Guards!"

Changsun Chong roared furiously, "Cut them both into eight pieces!"

"Oh my!"

A fragrant breeze wafted over, and the madam came forward again: "Young Master Changsun, calm down. Wanhua Pavilion will treat you to this meal, and we'll also make you a new set of clothes."

Changsun Chong's anger still could not be quelled.

But as the person in charge of Wan Hua Ge, the madam has her own methods.

He pulled his grandson aside and whispered something to him for a while.

Changsun Chong finally held back.

But his eyes held an undisguised anger...

"Everyone come quick! Changsun Chong has wet his pants..." Choi Shin-ki roared mockingly.

The anger that Changsun Chong had just suppressed surged up again...

"Young Master Changsun, please don't act rashly. Hand this over to the Myriad Flower Pavilion!"

The madam offered some words of advice.

Then he ran over to Choi Shin-ki's side...

"Young Master Cui, Changsun Chong can't beat you anyway, what's the point of getting angry at him..."

Choi Shin-ki thought to himself, "That's right."

Trash Changsun Chong, even the mighty God Ji can suppress him with a wave of his hand!

"Godbase is awesome."

"God's foundation is mighty."

"God's head is made of iron, impervious to swords and spears!"

His friends rushed over to flatter him, and Choi Shin-ki raised his head proudly.

at the same time.

Wu Qiqi wanted to enter the Wanhua Pavilion, but was blocked at the door.

This is a brothel!

What's a little girl doing coming in here?

Looking for his father?

Sorry, your dad is busy, please do not disturb him.

"Master, the young mistress cannot get in."

Old Wu said to Wei Zheng, "Should I go and inform the young master to retreat first?"

"Withdraw what?!"

Wei Zheng glared at the steward with displeasure: "Shuyu is going to compete, not to find women."

"If Shuyu runs away, and word gets out that Changsun Chong is afraid, where will I put my old face?"

The butler was taken aback.

Didn't you come here because you were worried about the young master and young mistress's harmonious relationship?

rear.

Li Shimin hid in the carriage, secretly observing Lao Wei's every move through the curtain.

"Oh no, the guard pushed the young mistress!" the butler suddenly exclaimed.

"What?"

Wei Zheng's eyes were bloodshot.

How dare you touch my daughter-in-law?

Old Wei rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight the guard to the death...

"You mustn't, sir."

The steward quickly hugged Wei Zheng, saying, "You followed us here; it would be terrible if word got out."

yes.

Wei Zheng paused.

"Remember this guard's face. I'll have the Cui family brat deal with him later," Wei Zheng said through gritted teeth.

"good!"

In front of Wanhua Pavilion.

Wu Qiqi was frowning.

If you reveal your identity, say that you are looking for Wei Shuyu.

It will ruin the reputation of the Wei family.

The power of public opinion is enormous, for example...

Oh dear, Wei Shuyu, still unsatisfied, walked out of the Wan Hua Pavilion, clutching his aching back.

No way, Wu Qiqi doesn't understand the ways of men and women, so she secretly goes to a brothel to learn?

Shocking! Changsun Chong's literary contest was actually for the sake of Lady Wei!

Dozens of versions will be sent to you in no time!

Thinking about it...

Wu Qiqi glanced over and saw Yuan Tiangang, who was constantly calculating his fortune with his fingers.

It's all up to you!