Chapter 271 He went to fool Li Chengqian again.

Time flies.

The Flower Queen election at Wan Hua Ge has come to a perfect end.

The only incident was the Golden Flower Queen.

To help Cui Xiang and Xiao Lian win the title of Golden Flower Queen, Cui Shenji really loosened his belt and shouted at the top of his lungs!

money?

When has Godbase ever been bad?

So what if I get a beating when I get home?

Changsun Chong took a look.

Choi Sin-ki, the root of all evil?

Then I'll have to fight you for it.

The two started fighting again, and no one else dared to interrupt.

"One hundred strings of cash."

"Five hundred strings of cash."

"1,500 strings of cash."

"Three thousand strings of cash."

Changsun Chong gritted his teeth and shouted out a number.

Just as Choi Shin-ki was about to call out 3200 kan, the madam secretly sent a servant over...

"Young Master Cui, please stop shouting."

"What? Can't I even shout?"

Choi Shin-ki stared with his round eyes.

"No, do you know about the relationship between Madam Xu and your father?"

hiss.

Wei Shuyu and the others all gasped in shock.

The fact that Wanhuage was able to establish itself in Chang'an was naturally due to the support of others.

Cui Yixuan was a frequent visitor to Wanhua Pavilion back then.

Therefore, we can infer from this...

The Cui family is the powerful backer of Wanhua Pavilion!

"Shrimp?"

Choi Shin-ki stared wide-eyed: "You're saying this Wanhua Pavilion belongs to my family?"

"Yes."

The servant nodded: "Madam Xu said that three thousand strings of cash is enough to cover Young Master Wei's expenses..."

"..."

In that instant, Choi Shin-ki felt incredibly despicable and shameless.

They actually swindled Changsun Chong out of three thousand strings of cash!

opposite.

Changsun Chong was still shouting wildly...

"Little Chicken Cui, keep raising the price!"

"I think you're completely useless, you little chick."

"There is a chicken in Chang'an named Cui Shenji."

"Cluck cluck, cluck cluck..."

At this moment, Choi Shin-ki wasn't angry at all.

On the contrary, Changsun Chong on the other side seemed like a grasshopper that kept jumping around.

Changsun Chong seemed to be shouting happily.

Actually, I was incredibly nervous.

Three thousand strings of cash...

If it were just to give a prostitute the title of "Queen of Courtesans," Changsun Wuji would beat him to death.

"Little Chicken Cui, are you going to raise the price or not?"

"I have no money, so I'm not shouting anymore."

"..."

Changsun Chong was dumbfounded.

Three thousand strings of cash—who among the younger generation could come up with that much cash?

It was Choi Shin-ki who lost 200 kan at the gambling den back then.

In the end, he was so poor that he only had a few coins left to play with...

In short, Changsun Chong was not seen in Chang'an for the next few days.

Occasionally, you can see the steward of the Changsun family at the entrance of the pharmacy.

The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Li Shimin, along with the royal family and nobles, held a moon-worshiping ceremony.

Li Yuan rose to prominence once again.

He made a big splash in front of the royal family.

Wei Shuyu, on the other hand, truly relaxed for once.

I took Sanhuo and Wu Qiqi on a fun trip around Chang'an.

I also truly experienced the arrogance of a domineering second-generation official!

Spending money like water...

I also experienced something I'd never tried before in my past life... the wasteful act of drinking one bowl of soy milk and then pouring out another.

However, because Cui Shenji imitated him wherever he went, Wei Zheng found out and gave Wei Shuyu a severe lesson.

To avoid the vines of love...

After much painful reflection, Wei Shuyu suddenly realized his mistake and wrote a poem, "Sympathy for the Farmers," with tears in his eyes.

Wei Zheng then gave up.

The third day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.

Because of Wei Shuyu's wasteful behavior, Wei Zheng punished him by making him herd cattle and plow the fields.

"Big brother, everyone else is on holiday while you're plowing the fields, your dad's too cruel..."

Choi Shin-ki sat on the back of an ox, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Wei Shuyu was furious: "It's all because of you, you silly boy, you always order two servings wherever you go, and then throw one away."

Choi Shin-ki felt wronged.

We're rich, so what's wrong with throwing away a few things?

Look how happily the people are grabbing it! We call this poverty relief, okay?

“Wei Shuyu, the ox says it’s tired and needs to rest.”

Wu Qiqi handed a glass of ice water to Wei Shuyu.

"Yeah?"

Wei Shuyu nodded seriously: "The ox is a treasure, we can't let it get too tired."

Then, the group brazenly went to the shade of a tree to have a picnic.

"..."

Old Wu, who was in charge of the supervision, was completely speechless.

Do you think you can fool a fool with that excuse?

The ox is already tired even though we've only been working in the fields and haven't even started plowing yet?

And... can cows talk?

but……

The master said that whatever the young mistress says is right.

The young mistress said the ox was tired, and the ox must be tired.

"Big brother, it's so hot, I can't stand it anymore."

Choi Shin-ki started giving bad advice again: "Let's find a chance to slip away..."

Wei Shuyu didn't want to talk to him.

Now that he's slipped away, he'll be back to using the vines of love when he gets home tonight.

"Brother, let's go find the Emperor Emeritus to play with."

Fang Yi'ai then offered another suggestion: "With the Emperor Emeritus backing you up, your father will have no reason to beat you."

You have a point.

But have you forgotten the pain once the wound has healed?

Does a father need a reason to beat his son?

"Brother, why don't we just let someone else do the farming?"

Qin Shandao then offered another suggestion: "Supervision can also be considered farming!"

That makes sense!

This is the kind of reasoning I love to hear!

Swish.

All eyes turned to Qin Shandao…

"Why...why are you all staring at me like that?" Qin Shandao felt like he had dug himself a hole.

What do you think?

"I'm still young."

"Farming skills need to be cultivated from a young age."

"I have short legs."

How short?

"I want to practice martial arts."

"Farming is comparable to practicing martial arts."

*Smack*

Just then, Wei Shuyu raised his hand and tapped Cui Shenji on the head.

"Got it!"

"Big pot, you have one, why are you hitting me?"

"You're close to me..."

"..."

But seeing Wei Shuyu's sinister smile, Choi Shin-ki obediently chose to shut up.

That sly smile.

We're definitely going to do something big!

The Eastern Palace.

Li Chengqian lay on his side on the couch, admiring the graceful dance of the dancers.

He patted his knees from time to time, relaxed and at ease.

"Your Highness, Fang Yi'ai requests an audience."

Just as he was enjoying the moment with his eyes half-closed, a eunuch suddenly came in to report.

Fang Yi'ai?

Li Chengqian's eyes lit up.

Don't let Fang Yi'ai's reputation as the second simpleton of Chang'an fool you.

But when he criticized Li Tai, Li Chengqian witnessed it firsthand.

Moreover, he was the son of Fang Xuanling.

Win them over!

We must win them over.

"Please come in quickly."

Li Chengqian straightened up and straightened his clothes.

"Yiai greets Your Highness."

Fang Yi'ai bowed respectfully.

He was cursing them in his heart.

Wei Shuyu was being watched by the steward and could not leave.

He couldn't get Wu Qiqi to do anything.

Choi Shin-ki has a rift with Lee Seung-gyeom.

Qin Shandao is too young and unreliable...

In the end, only he could come.

"It is absolutely unacceptable to leave behind such a legacy of love."

Li Chengqian quickly stepped forward to help him up: "After our hasty farewell last time, I have missed Yi'ai terribly..."

"Come on, come on..."

"I am enjoying the Hu dance. If you don't mind, please join me."

Normally, Fang Yi'ai would probably be stunned to see so many Hu women.

But this time, he came with a mission.

"Your Highness, you mustn't."

Fang Yi'ai declined with a serious expression: "Now is a critical time. Indulging in frivolous pursuits may offend His Majesty."

Li Chengqian smiled nonchalantly: "Yiai, it's your day off today, no need to be so formal."

"Your Highness."

Fang Yi'ai suddenly shouted, "It's precisely at times like these that you must not indulge yourself!"

"Think about it..."

"During his time off, His Highness was working diligently, while the Prince of Wei was indulging in pleasure."

"It's obvious at a glance which is better..."

"If His Majesty knew this, wouldn't he think more highly of His Highness?"

Um?

After Fang Yi'ai said that...

Li Chengqian seems to have grasped some profound truth!

What are some good solutions for leaving behind a legacy of love?

Li Chengqian's eyes lit up.

As long as we can strike a blow against Li Tai, we'll be in high spirits.

"Your Highness..."

Fang Yi'ai glanced around.

"All of you, step back."

Following Li Chengqian's orders, the eunuchs and Hu women retreated.

"Does Your Highness wish to leave the palace?" Fang Yi'ai suddenly asked.

Leaving the palace?

Li Chengqian's eyes brightened, but quickly dimmed again.

He does want to...

But as the crown prince, leaving the palace is really troublesome.

Moreover, he had already left the palace twice in recent days, which made Li Shimin somewhat dissatisfied.

"Your Highness, rest assured, as long as you do this and that..."