Chapter 677 Third Young Master, Somebody Comes to Our Lu Guogong Mansion to Vote
Chapter 677 Third Young Master, someone actually came to our Duke Lu’s Mansion to vote (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi had a dark look on his face. The goddamn old man doesn’t think it’s appropriate to talk about it, but I’m just being polite. Do you understand?
"Uncle, please don't joke. My nephew thinks it is necessary to talk about it."
"Okay, then tell me when it will happen." Li Shimin said happily when he saw the resentful expression on Cheng Chubi's face.
Cheng Chubi met the emperor's boss's gaze and could only stand up and say.
"What, my nephew is here to ask for a debt from His Highness today."
"Your Highness? Cheng Qian?" Li Shimin looked at Cheng Chubi in confusion. "Cheng Qian owes you money?"
"Not only does His Highness the Crown Prince owe his nephew, but also His Highness King Wu, and by the way, His Highness Princess Jinyang..."
"???" Li Shimin's whole body felt bad, and his old face suddenly fell down. "Cheng Sanlang, what do you mean, you want to blackmail me?"
"..." Cheng Chubi almost burst into tears. Blackmailing you? Boss, are you thinking too much...
I still want to live to be seventy or eighty, and I don’t want to die young in the snow in June, okay?
"Uncle, don't be anxious. Let my nephew explain it to you first. I won't dare to blackmail anyone else, uncle."
Cheng Chubi quickly printed 1.4 million books in Jinyang Bookstore regardless of the cost, and used them to help His Highness the Crown Prince to show off as a saint in front of others and increase his reputation.
The consequence was that all the shareholders of Jinyang Bookstore were in debt.
"How much is the total debt owed?" Li Shimin smacked his lips. This was a matter of his own son's reputation. The emperor could not default on his debt at this time.
"A total of 42,000 guan. These are cost prices, and there is no profit of a penny."
"My nephew, I am also a poor man. I don't have much money, so I can only borrow it from others."
Cheng Chubi almost wanted to say it was his own money, but he changed his mind instantly. He must not let His Majesty know that he was a hidden rich man.
At the same time, in order to get back the debt, Cheng Chubi's face turned gloomy and his tone was sighing.
"After all, although we, the old Cheng family, are nobles of the dynasty and look glamorous on the surface, it is difficult to not even receive the full salary..."
There was a pop, no, it was two pops, one in front of the other. It was like a special 3D stereo sound effect.
In the front is the emperor's boss, and in the back, well, it must be Zhao Kun's hairy-faced guard.
Li Shimin coughed twice to cover up, and faced Cheng Chubi's face that was as resentful as a resentful woman in a deep harem, and suppressed a smile.
"Okay, okay, little Sizi owns 40% of the shares, 40% of the 42,000 coins, 16,800 coins, I will pay for her."
Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly prostrated himself on the ground, expressing his inner admiration towards the emperor.
"Thank you uncle. I am indeed a rare example of a loving father in the Tang Dynasty. My nephew deeply admires me. It's really..."
Li Shimin gave this cheeky look angrily.
"Yeah, I also admire you, my dear nephew. You are the first person who comes to me to ask for debts."
Cheng Chubi could only pretend to be stupid and smile honestly, so as to avoid the emperor's boss turning his back on him.
As long as His Majesty is taken care of, the remaining debts of the two His Highnesses will be within easy reach. After all, your biological father has paid back the money, how dare you refuse to pay it back?
"By the way, nephew Chu Bi, why aren't you curious about why I want to hide your contribution to the movable type printing industry?"
"..." Cheng Chubi stared blankly at the emperor, who looked a little idle today and was ready to brag and beat him up.
For the debt of 16,800 yuan that he was about to receive, Cheng Chubi looked so innocent and ignorant.
"Yes, my nephew has always been curious, but he has been busy worrying about money these days and has not had time to ask his uncle."
"Haha...well...Zhao Kun, get the essence from a bottle of wine, and you'll be waiting at the door in a minute."
"Come on, come on, I just have some free time today, so I just want to have a good chat with you..."
Cheng Chubi took a deep breath. For sixteen thousand eight hundred coins, it was time to test his acting skills.
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While sipping wine and eating side dishes, Li Shimin began to patiently analyze to Cheng Chubi the reasons why he did what he did.
It's really almost the same as the analysis of Cheng Chubi's treacherous father, Cheng Yaojin.
After talking for a long time, Li Shimin drained the essence of the wine in the glass, sighed softly and said seriously.
"...The reason why I am like this is because I regard you as my nephew, and I hope that you and Cheng Qian can work together.
That child needs a close friend like you who can rely on his life very much, so I don’t want you to be the target of public criticism, do you understand?"
Cheng Chubi stared at Li Shimin blankly, forgetting to chew the dried fish in his mouth.
I really didn't expect that Li Shimin would have such a change in his mentality, perhaps because of this misfortune.
In his heart, he no longer only plays the role of a strict father with an unsmiling face, as well as the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who has too rigid requirements for the prince Li Chengqian.
He is more like a real father, thinking about the future of his children.
"Thank you for your care, uncle. I believe that if His Highness the Crown Prince heard what your uncle said now, he would definitely not secretly wipe away his tears again."
"???" Li Shimin looked at Cheng Chubi in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"What my nephew means is that His Highness the Crown Prince will be moved to tears on the spot, instead of being like in the past where he would not even dare to wipe his eyes in front of his uncle for fear of you scolding him harshly."
These words made Li Shimin a little unhappy, and he raised his big foot and gave this bastard a false kick.
"You bastard, you kicked your nose in the face, didn't you? Get out of here, and if you keep nagging me, believe it or not, you will be served by a cane, and you won't even think about the money..."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Chubi hurriedly saluted and ran out on a rolling crawl.
"Uncle, drink slowly. My nephew takes his leave. Uncle, please don't forget. You have promised me the money and silk, so you can't keep your promise."
"Get out!" Li Shimin reluctantly picked up a small piece of dried fish and wanted to throw it at the little bastard. After thinking about it, he felt it was a pity and threw it into his mouth.
He shook his head dumbfounded. "This stupid boy... ugh!... But it's true, I was really too harsh on Cheng Qian in the past."
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Cheng Chubi returned to his mansion. He was lucky today and was able to recover 40% of the cost from Li Shimin, leaving only Li Chengqian and Li Ke.
Prince Li Chengqian's 20% share equals 8,400 yuan. Well, Cheng Chubi believed in the credibility of Prince Li Chengqian of the Tang Dynasty, so it was impossible to default on his debt.
However, Cheng Chubi had little hope of getting debts from Li Ke, who liked to go to Goulanguange all day long.
But even if you don't get the money, you can't make it easy for the guy. At least you have to make him write an IOU.
If this guy becomes prosperous in the future, it would be a good choice to ask him for debt.
Just when Cheng Chubi was thinking about how to get the remaining debt, he saw the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, walking into the house with a strange look on his face.
"Uncle Fu, is there something wrong?"
"Third Young Master, someone actually came to our Duke Lu's Mansion to submit papers."