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 434 How dare you bully my most respected Old Yuantou?

Chapter 434 How dare you bully my most respected Old Yuantou?

"This is good, I'll buy it."

"That one looks good, I'll buy it."

Li Yuan went on an incognito tour.

Years of imprisonment led Li Yuan to engage in retaliatory spending after his release from the palace, embarking on a shopping spree.

The end result was... not enough servants.

Wei Shuyu and the others all carried large and small bags.

"Your Majesty, your role is that of a steward."

Choi Shin-ki, carrying a small cloth bag, said, "What kind of master carries things for his servant?"

"Didn't I mention it?"

Li Yuan held up a salted fish in his hand: "See this? It's a dirty, smelly salted fish. I took it all!"

"..."

Choi Shin-ki pursed his lips.

You're using salted fish as a weapon, hitting whoever you don't like.

"Wait……"

Wei Shuyu suddenly stopped.

Let's turn our attention to a shop called Jin Yue Ge.

"Does Shuyu want to buy gold jewelry?"

Li Yuan laughed heartily: "If you like, pick whatever you like, I'll pay for it!"

Before Wei Shuyu could reply, Cui Shenji stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, will you buy it for me?"

"roll."

Li Yuan kicked out.

Your Cui family of Qinghe is richer than me, and you still want me to give you things?

You'd be more like a gift to me.

"Your Majesty, ignore Shenji and buy it for me." Fang Yi'ai pleaded again.

"roll."

Li Yuan also kicked out.

Your father has harmed me so much, and you still expect me to give you things?

I'm being very magnanimous by not sending you to meet the King of Hell.

"The Emperor Emeritus..."

Wei Shuyu grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth: "How about I give you a gift?"

"What gift?"

"Golden rattan!"

Holy crap!

Li Yuan's eyes widened.

Wei Zheng had naturally heard about Li Shimin making a golden rattan cane for him.

Wei Shuyu's move is simply... simply exactly what I wanted!

"I am rich."

"You can buy it yourself!"

After saying this, Li Yuan strode into the Golden Moon Pavilion.

After scanning the area with a sharp gaze, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Guards! I want to buy gold!"

Swish.

Those admiring the gold jewelry inside the pavilion all covered their noses.

The salted fish in Li Yuan's hand.

It's so strong it could make your soul leave your body.

"What's going on at Golden Moon Pavilion? How come they let all these uncouth savages in?" a dissatisfied voice rang out.

Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a handsome young man covering his nose, looking at him with disgust.

Beside him, a voluptuous woman was clinging to his arm and rubbing against him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, we'll kick him out immediately."

Upon seeing this, the steward hurriedly shouted, "Guards! Guards!"

"how?"

Li Yuan glared at him: "You want to kick people out? Believe me or not, I'll confiscate your gold shop!"

"This guest."

The manager glanced at Li Yuan's silk clothes and his attitude immediately improved: "Your salted fish is really too smelly and it's affecting our business."

"If you'd like to buy some gold jewelry, why not come back another time?"

Li Yuan then remembered that he was holding a salted fish in his hand.

It was a little awkward at first...

"Then I'll come back later."

Just as Li Yuan was about to leave, he suddenly slapped his forehead: "By the way, how much did you sell this gold for?"

Seeing that Li Yuan possessed an extraordinary presence and had a good attitude, the person in charge gave a brief introduction...

"One tael of gold is equivalent to ten strings of cash."

"If you require specific processing, the price will be charged separately depending on the complexity of the task."

Li Yuan frowned.

That's really expensive!

I still need to build a palace, but I really can't afford to build these golden rattan canes...

The gold reserves in the mid-to-late Tang Dynasty were actually quite substantial.

Approximately 100,000 catties of gold can be imported from the Western Regions each year.

But now... the Silk Road is not yet fully open.

"Are you done talking?"

Just then, the handsome young man impatiently shouted, "After you've finished speaking, why don't you kick him out!"

One scolding wasn't enough, you have to scold me twice, right?

Li Yuan had a fiery temper, and immediately threw the salted fish in his hand at it.

Snap.

It smashed firmly onto the other person's head.

"You bastard!"

Zheng Qiqing sniffed the salted fish smell off his clothes and his stomach churned: "If you don't give me an explanation today, this isn't over!"

"What does the young man want?" Li Yuan replied with a smile.

"Not very good."

Zheng Qiqing snorted coldly: "Seeing how old you are, I won't try to extort you. Either kneel down and apologize, or come with me to see the magistrate!"

That's bold.

You dared to make the retired emperor kneel; you are truly the first person in history to do so.

Wei Shuyu, who was hiding behind, secretly gave Zheng Qiqing a thumbs up.

But he didn't show up...

Now that he is in charge of the Ministry of Commerce, it would be a bit beneath him to fight with the younger generation.

but……

"Which king dares to bully my steward?" Choi Shin-ki rushed in.

“It’s you.”

“It’s you.”

The moment their eyes met, Choi Shin-ki was stunned.

Because the other party was his blind date, the brother of the Zheng family woman.

"Choi Shen-ki, your servant doesn't know his place! Throw him out!" Zheng Qi-qing scolded.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

"What business is it of yours how to manage my family?"

Choi Shin-ki retorted, "You're bullying Old Yuan? Believe me or not, I'll beat you so badly you won't be able to get out of bed for three months!"

Lee Yeon was quite pleased to see Choi Sin-ki rise to prominence.

But upon hearing the title "Old Yuantou," his face immediately darkened.

"Cui Shenji, are you trying to protect your servants? Believe me or not, I'll go to Uncle Cui and report you!" Zheng Qiqing scolded.

"Go ahead and sue."

Choi Shin-ki curled his lip in disdain.

This is the retired emperor, how could you possibly bring me down?

"You bastard."

Choi Shin-ki's indifferent attitude completely enraged Jung Qi-kyung.

"If you don't give an explanation for this matter..."

Zheng Qiqing flicked his sleeve and said, "The marriage between our two families is off!"

Holy crap!

Choi Shin-ki was dumbfounded.

Last time I refused a marriage proposal, my parents gave me a beating.

What if the marriage is canceled again...?

Mixed doubles is definitely out of the question!

"You're amazing! You're awesome!"

"You're my brother-in-law, so I'll give you some leeway."

Choi Shin-ki took three steps back.

So you're backing down already?

You're supposed to be the most stubborn guy in Chang'an, we're very disappointed in you!

The onlookers couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

Who's making such a racket here?

Just then, a figure dressed in red and green walked in, fanning himself with a folding fan.

His arrogant demeanor made you want to punch him.

oh.

It turns out there was also the second most stubborn guy in Chang'an backing him up.

Everyone immediately understood.

"Fang Yi'ai, mind your own business!"

Zheng Qiqing scolded, "This is between me and the Cui family. If you know what's good for you, get lost."

Swish.

Fang Yi'ai put away his folding fan: "If there is an uneven road, I, Fang, will naturally step on it and flatten it."

"You want to interfere?" Zheng Qiqing said coldly.

"wrong!"

Fang Yi'ai shouted: "I'm not trying to interfere, I'm trying to interfere!"

Fang Yi'ai rushed forward with a clattering sound.

A whole bunch of fancy tricks, front flips, back flips, side flips...

After knocking over many items in the store.

Bang.

He kicked Zheng Qiqing in the stomach.

"How dare you bully my most respected Old Yuantou, Fang Yi'ai..."

I'll smash your head in!

As he spoke, Fang Yi'ai casually dusted off his trousers and robe twice.

“Remains, you kicked the stomach, not the head.”

"Yeah?"

Fang Yi'ai turned his head to look.

As Zheng Qiqing was being helped up by the voluptuous woman, he immediately punched her in the eye socket.

"That solves the problem."