The exquisitely furnished front hall of the courtyard, following Li Qinzai’s order, Liu Asi and other tribes had to smash it to pieces.
Li Qinzai stood in the yard, looking at the dust flying and clanking in the front hall, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, like a Erha who had just demolished his home.
Under the corridor on the side of the courtyard, the servants looked at each other in confusion. The fifth young master's domineering appearance and devilish laughter were just like the virtues of a prodigal playboy. Could he have fallen ill again after a few years?
The servants of the Li family all know that this young man's reputation as a playboy is well-known in Chang'an City. He finally changed his ways, but only a few years ago, he returned to his old ways and smashed up the front hall of his house.
So happy...
After Liu Asi and others finished smashing the music, they came to Li Qinzai to resume their duties.
Li Qinzai touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then said: "It's not enough... Why don't you just set fire to the other courtyard and burn it down."
Liu Asi and others were shocked and immediately said: "Fifth Young Master, this is too much. I forgive you for not daring to accept the order."
Li Qinzai looked a little disappointed and sighed: "That's right. The house is burned down. Where will my mother-in-law and children live? Forget it, wrap a cloth strip around my arm and sprinkle some dog blood on it. Do you know how to do this job?"
Liu Asi nodded: "I know how to do it. I became very skilled at it in Liangzhou City."
When the envoys of the three countries negotiated, Li Qinzai was assassinated and his injuries were disguised. Liu Asi still remembers this episode.
While helping Li Qinzai wrap the cloth, Liu Asi asked curiously: "Is what Fifth Young Master did today for design? Who are you going to deal with?"
Li Qinzai snorted and said, "I'm just an actor, you won't understand even if I tell you."
After making the arrangements, Li Qinzai pointed to Bu Qu and the servants and said: "Tomorrow, all of you will add some drama to me."
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Early the next morning, King Teng finally woke up from his sleep.
The first thing I felt after opening my eyes was a headache. It was so painful that it almost split open. My throat also hurt, and my whole body ached.
Then I looked for water everywhere, my throat was so dry that it was almost smoking.
He opened the door with disheveled clothes, and the maid who had been waiting outside the door hurriedly handed him some water. Prince Teng drank several large cups in big gulps.
After the maid arranged his clothes and helped him wash up, Prince Teng endured his headache and walked to the front hall.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Prince Teng was shocked.
When I entered the Li Family Courtyard yesterday, the yard was still full of flowers and plants, and the front hall was magnificent. However, when Prince Teng saw the Li Family Courtyard today, the flowers and plants in the yard were all green as if they had been gnawed by dogs.
The front hall was smashed to pieces and the floor was in a mess.
Prince Teng was stunned for a long time, then he grabbed a passing servant and said in shock: "There were bandits in your mansion last night?"
The servant's face was pale, and when he saw Prince Teng, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. No matter how much Prince Teng interrogated him, he shivered and did not dare to say a word. After struggling hard, the servant ran away with his head in his hands.
Prince Teng was baffled by the servant's reaction. At this time, the manager of the other courtyard, Song Guanshi, stepped forward to greet him with trepidation.
Prince Teng hurriedly grabbed him and asked.
Manager Song looked fearful and did not dare to meet his eyes. He trembled and said: "Your Highness had a drink with Fifth Young Master yesterday. What did he do after he got drunk? Could it be that His Highness doesn't remember?"
Prince Teng's eyes widened in shock, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart: "What did I...do?"
Manager Song sighed and pointed to the dog-gnawed flowers and plants in the yard and the messy front hall with a desolate look on his face. He shook his head and said nothing, but Prince Teng understood the meaning in his expression.
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Pointing to his nose in disbelief, Prince Teng exclaimed, "I did this?"
Manager Song nodded silently.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Is this king a drunken and immoral person?"
Manager Song did not argue. He just sighed deeply and said with a smile: "If His Highness says no, then it is no. It doesn't matter."
Manager Song's attitude made the originally confident Prince Teng start to murmur in his heart.
"Did I really do it?" Prince Teng murmured, his expression getting more and more ugly.
It’s hard to say that Prince Teng’s wine is not very strong. Strictly speaking, Prince Teng is half an artist. He has been hanging out with literati for many years. Those literati are not virtuous when they are drunk. Of course Prince Teng is also virtuous.
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Literary people are said to be wild and uninhibited, dissolute and unrestrained. Popular people call them drunken lunatics. They dare to do anything when they are drunk, including smashing, smashing and robbing.
Yesterday, he came to Ganjingzhuang in anger to question his crimes, but he got inexplicably drunk by a county magistrate whose name he didn't even remember. He came here in anger, and it was hard to say that the drunk Prince Teng would not do something to vent his anger.
Prince Teng and Manager Song looked at each other. For a long time, Prince Teng rubbed his temples painfully. People who have never had a hangover will not understand this kind of pain.
"Where is Li Qinzai?" King Teng asked.
Manager Song's expression became increasingly complicated as he watched Prince Teng hesitate to speak.
"Speak quickly!" Prince Teng was angry.
"Fifth Young Master... is recovering from his injuries in the backyard."
"It's fine, why is he injured?"
Manager Song raised his head again and glanced at him silently.
Prince Teng's face instantly turned pale, this damn familiar look in his eyes...
"I did it too?" Prince Teng consciously identified the murderer.
Manager Song nodded silently, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as His Highness is happy."
Prince Teng's head hurt more and more. He looked up to the sky and took a deep breath and said, "Take me to see Li Qinzai."
"Your Highness..."
"lead the way!"
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In the backyard of Li's house, Li Qinzai's arm was wrapped with a white cloth strip, with faint traces of blood on it. One eye had a black circle, and his forehead was covered with a wet towel. He was lying on the bed dying.
When Prince Teng walked into the house, he saw Li Qinzai's appearance at first sight. Prince Teng was startled, his steps stopped, and his expression became very complicated.
Although it is true that he came from Chang'an City to raise an army to hold him accountable, but with Li Qinzai's current appearance, isn't he going a little too far?
Immediately afterwards, a strong sense of crisis emerged in Prince Teng's heart.
If these things were really done by oneself, things would not be that simple.
This is the annex of the British Duke. Li Qinzai is the grandson of the British Duke. He is just a idle vassal king. He is not welcomed by the emperor. Yesterday, he smashed the British Duke's villa in an unprovoked provocation and even injured his
Sun Tzu, if it reaches the ears of the Emperor...
Thinking of this, King Teng broke into cold sweat.
Not only did he offend the emperor, he also offended the British duke. Prince Teng found that his life turned gloomy overnight.
Not only that, Li Qinzai was also a rising star in the Tang Dynasty, deeply favored by the emperor. This little gangster was also his daughter's sweetheart. Regardless of whether they could achieve success, his daughter would definitely hate him if he made Li Qinzai like this.
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In other words, after drinking heavily yesterday, King Teng offended the emperor, the British Duke, Li Qinzai and his daughter overnight.
After figuring everything out, King Teng suddenly felt disheartened.