Wang Zi'an finally gave himself a boost of ambition.
At the wine table, I won my second battle after traveling through time.
The guest fell down, but he was not drunk!
The first time was when I was drunk with Old Uncle Hong...
Tsk——
It seems that I can still handle it with my small drinking capacity, but I just haven't found a suitable opponent before.
Wang Zi'an was tipsy and thought happily that for drinking, he had to find old uncle Hong and Li Yuan - cough, these kind of drinking buddies who met their rivals, otherwise he would be drunk every time.
What does it mean to be drunk?
As for escorting Li Yuan and Pei Ji home, joking, it was just a casual courtesy.
By the way, let’s take a look at how these two old guys act in front of me——
They are the only ones who can give it to themselves.
Besides, the majestic Emperor, even if he felt free to go out and wander around, Li Er would never feel relieved. Without even thinking about it, someone must be waiting outside...
He really guessed right.
Not long after Li Yuan and Pei Ji walked out of the Hou Mansion, an inconspicuous carriage appeared quietly in front of them.
Li Yuan and Li Yuan were not surprised and boarded the carriage silently.
The wheels rumbled and soon disappeared into the darkness.
"Zian's newspaper is quite interesting. I really look forward to the wonderful expressions on those people's faces when they see these newspapers——"
In the darkness, Li Yuan smiled meaningfully.
"In recent years, those people have become more and more unscrupulous, stretching their hands a little too long and crossing the line. It's time to give them a little more fun..."
When Pei Ji heard this, he paused for a moment, raised his head in surprise, and asked in an inexplicable tone.
"Has Your Majesty figured it out?"
"At this point, does it matter whether we have figured it out or not?"
Li Yuan sighed quietly.
Pei Ji couldn't help but remain silent.
Yes, now that things have happened, is it still important to think things through?
Needless to say, the current emperor has just won the great victory in Mobei, and his momentum is unprecedented. His Majesty has no chance at all.
Even if there is even a slight possibility, so what?
Your Majesty's empire must be passed down after all. Can you find a prince among your Majesty's heirs who is more suitable to inherit the throne than the current emperor?
"After all, they still underestimated me. No matter what happens between me and that evil son, this Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty of our old Li family, and those grievances are also the grievances between our father and son. They want to take the opportunity to provoke others.
It’s heartbreaking—besides, in the past few years, they have stretched their hands too far and crossed the line—"
After Li Yuan said this, he lazily leaned against the soft cushions in the carriage.
"Now that scoundrel has met Zi'an, he is somewhat lucky. Let's take a look. When this newspaper comes out tomorrow, hey, I'm afraid it will be fun to read it..."
Pei Ji:......
He could predict the dumbfounded expressions of those wealthy family members when they read the newspaper tomorrow.
From now on, public opinion in this society is no longer an era where they can dictate the situation and make decisions with just a word.
…
Tai Chi Palace.
Zhang Jieyu looked through the autumn water, and it almost turned into a stone looking at her husband——
Since His Majesty was allowed to go out two days ago, he has been like a wild horse that has escaped the reins and can no longer be contained.
The first two days were fine, and I would return to the palace on time every evening, but today——
She frowned slightly and looked at the sky. It was almost the second watch, but she hadn't come back yet!
Wouldn't he be staying at Fireworks Willow Alley or Qin Lou Chu Pavilion?
"Go and find out where your Majesty went today?"
After a while, the palace maid came over in a hurry and whispered something in a low voice. Zhang Jieyu couldn't help being slightly startled when she heard this.
"You mean, that Prince An who is so moistened by the light rain on the street?"
Zhang Jieyu couldn't help but be surprised, and her tone of voice couldn't help but raise a few points.
"That's right, it's that Wang Zi'an who is as moist as a cake after a light rain in the sky -"
Before she finished speaking, she remembered Li Yuan's happy laughter outside.
Zhang Jieyu quickly stood up, stepped forward and helped Li Yuan, who was smelling of alcohol, to sit down. Then she turned around and ordered her left and right to prepare sobering soup for Li Yuan.
But Li Yuan grabbed his little hand.
"My dear concubine, there is no need to bother - well, you first go and inventory our assets to see if there are any other valuable things and dispose of them..."
Zhang Jieyu was shocked when she heard this.
"Your Majesty, what does this mean?"
Could it be that the Supreme Emperor angered the current His Majesty again after he left?
She couldn't help but not be afraid. Living in a secluded palace with this bad old man was hard enough. If even the assets were liquidated, would she still be able to survive this life?
"Ah - I recently got acquainted with a little brother named Wang Zi'an - he is talented, sentimental, knowledgeable, and capable. I admire him very much. He is a long-lasting friend. He has to do something recently, and money may be a bit tight.
, I plan to count all the valuable things in the palace, process them, and give them to him..."
Li Yuan's understatement made Zhang Jieyu's face turn pale and she was dumbfounded.
Ah - this day is really unbearable!
…
Li Yifu, got up and left midway.
He is now gearing up, just like a warrior about to go to the battlefield, full of desire to fight.
Just wait for tomorrow, my Li Yifu will be famous in Chang'an!
As for the risks?
Look at the title, don’t you understand?
That is the handwriting of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!
On the surface, he seems to be working for his young gentleman, but in fact, he is most likely working for his majesty.
Every bit of your efforts and actions will fall in His Majesty's eyes!
As for the rest——
All I need to do is hug my husband and His Majesty's thighs tightly and do a good job.
…
Prince's Mansion.
The head of the family, Wang Yan, felt inexplicably upset and agitated.
He frowned slightly and looked at the butler Wang Zhong who came to report, and his voice could not help but rise slightly.
"Why, you said that Gao Ting refused to let go - this bitch is getting more and more courageous. He must have forgotten how he got to where he is today -"
Wang Zhong smiled bitterly and cupped his hands at the head of the family.
"The old slave is also very puzzled, but Gao Ting refuses to let go. He just said that he also has something to hide, and I hope the master can understand..."
When Wang Yan heard this, he immediately laughed.
"What kind of unspeakable secrets can this bitch have? It's overwhelming. It's just ordinary provocations and fights. In Chang'an City, there are not even a hundred a day, but there are eighty! He is actually doing this at the moment.
The Wang family is being taken advantage of here——"
Wang Yan waved his hand impatiently.
"Forget it, I will settle this matter with him later - let that idiot stay in jail for a few days to improve his memory - by the way, the public opinion outside should have been brewing recently.
Tomorrow you find a few students from the Sixth Academy of the Academy of Sciences to block the gate of Wang Zi'an..."
Having said this, Wang Yan glanced at Wang Zhong, who lowered his eyebrows and lowered his hands, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Isn't that bitch so cruel that he dares to even attack our Wang family? Then let him beat him - if he can kill someone, that would be great..."