At this time, in the palace, Wang Xun was reporting to the patriarch Wang Gui on the handling of the Zhenguan table and Zhenguan chair.
Samurai Xun has purchased three thousand sets of Zhenguan tables and Zhenguan chairs. Of course, all the ones he purchased are untouched.
As for the damaged ones, they really have no use and can only be used as firewood.
However, there are three thousand sets missing, and after disposing of the damaged Zhenguan tables and Zhenguan chairs, the warehouse is now barely enough.
But now they also figured out that it turned out that Samurai Yu bought it from the Chinese Trading Company.
When he got the news, Wang Xun was very angry.
Your Highness, Prince Liang, is really nothing!
He originally dug a hole for the Wang family to jump into, but the Wang family not only jumped into it happily, but also filled it with soil themselves and buried themselves in it.
And now? They are digging people out of the soil and whipping their corpses!
It is unbearable!
So Wang Xun immediately reported this situation to the clan leader. According to his opinion, he would rather destroy all these Zhenguan tables and Zhenguan chairs than continue to sell them to Zhonghua Commercial Bank.
But after listening to Wang Xun's report, Wang Gui thought for a while and then said: "Sell them all."
After Wang Xun heard this, he couldn't help being shocked and said: "Clan leader, if this happens, won't our Wang family become the laughing stock of other aristocratic families? We can afford to pay for the Zhenguan table and Zhenguan chair! But with this reputation, we can't afford it at all.
I can’t afford to pay compensation, clan leader!”
In Wang Xun's view, having been tricked once by others, and now selling the Zhenguan table and Zhenguan chairs to others at a low price is tantamount to giving someone a slap in the face!
Wang Gui sneered and said: "Do you think, even if we don't sell the Zhenguan table and Zhenguan chair to them now, they won't laugh at us? This Liang Wang has repeatedly opposed our Wang family, this time
, we must give him an unforgettable lesson! Otherwise, outsiders will think that our family is easy to bully!"
Hearing what the patriarch Wang Gui said, Wang Xun couldn't help but asked excitedly: "Chief, how are we going to deal with this King Liang?"
Wang Gui smiled sinisterly and said: "To deal with a mere Liang Wang, why do we need to do it ourselves? It's enough to just borrow a knife and kill someone?"
Wang Xun gave full play to his role as a flatterer and asked curiously: "Chief, don't you know which sword we can borrow?"
Wang Guiyin smiled and said: "Now you are going to do something, find people to spread it throughout Chang'an City. Liang Wang created a school in painting, and accepted the painter Yan Liben as his disciple; he also opened up a school in calligraphy, and the calligrapher Ouyang Xun came to his door.
I am asking for words. I am very talented in literature. I have written poems such as The Charcoal Seller and Plum Snow. I am good at economics. I can make a lot of money just by picking up a few gadgets. The King of Liang is really an immortal descended from heaven!"
After listening to the words of the patriarch Wang Gui, Wang Xun couldn't help but look thoughtful on his face.
This Li Min was a dignified prince, and a prince was praised as a heavenly being descended from heaven, and had made proud achievements in all aspects.
In this way, his limelight will be greatly overshadowed by other princes, which will inevitably arouse the jealousy of other princes, especially the crown prince and the fourth prince Li Tai.
In this way, there is no need for them to take action themselves. I am afraid that the crown prince and the fourth prince Li Tai will find ways to get rid of this thorn in the side.
Thinking of this, Wang Xun couldn't help but stretch out his thumb and said in admiration: "Chief, you are tall, you are really tall! You are really amazing!"
Hearing Wang Xun's praise, Wang Gui smiled and said nothing.
…
Although Li Jing said he was hurting Li Min over and over again, and even chased him out of the house, he was really concerned about the affairs between him and Li Mengxin.
In fact, it’s not just Hong Funu who loves her granddaughter. Doesn’t it mean that Li Jing doesn’t love her granddaughter anymore?
That afternoon, Li Jing brought Li Mengxin to Qin Qiong's house.
To Qin Qiong, Li Jing was a rare visitor, and he rarely visited her.
Unexpectedly, this time I actually brought my wife and granddaughter to the door in person.
Qin Qiong quickly welcomed Li Jing into the house, and after the two reminisced about old times, Hong Fu Nu came forward and told the story about Li Mengxin and Prince Liang.
Finally, I pray that Qin Qiong and his wife can accept Li Mengxin as their adopted daughter, and Li Mengxin will be changed to Qin Mengxin, and she will eventually get married in the Qin Mansion.
In fact, in this way, Qin Mengxin is almost half the daughter of the Qin family.
Qin Qiong is like picking up a daughter for nothing.
Upon hearing this, Qin Qiong agreed happily without thinking much about it.
This is a good thing. Li Jing rarely asks for help. This time the request came to him, and it was such a good thing. He had no reason not to agree.
The next step was to set the table, hold a family recognition ceremony, and call Qin Huaiyu back.
When Qin Mengxin changed her name and called them foster father and mother, and called Qin Huaiyu brother, Qin Qiong was greatly relieved, and Mrs. Qin also had a look of joy on her face.
I didn’t expect that I could pick up a daughter when I’m old.
However, when Qin Qiong heard Li Mengxin call Li Jing's grandfather and Hongfu's grandmother, Qin Qiong began to realize that something was wrong.
Huh?
The granddaughter of an old man like Li Jing recognizes me as her adoptive father? Then am I not just a generation younger than Li Jing?
How is this account calculated?
Why didn't I react just now?
If I had reacted just now, I would have said nothing to recognize this adopted daughter!
But now, it’s really too late to say anything!
Alas, it’s too late to regret!
However, you must not admit this matter and just pretend to be confused.
So when talking to Li Jing, Qin Qiong said with a shy face: "Brother Li, haha, don't worry about this matter. I will go to the palace to propose marriage to the emperor tomorrow."
At this time, Qin Huaiyu reminded from the side: "Father, you are in a bad generation! Look, Sister Mengxin is your goddaughter and the granddaughter of Grandpa Li. You should call Grandpa Li uncle!"
Qin Qiong glared at Qin Huaiyu fiercely and really wanted to kick him to death.
If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb.
Fortunately, Li Jing said in time: "Haha, don't take it to heart, Uncle Bao. We are still old friends. We call each other our own, and we call each other our own."
Even if everyone calls his own, Qin Qiong still feels that she is at a disadvantage.
…
That afternoon, a piece of news spread in Chang'an City.
"Hey, have you heard? Prince Liang is an immortal descended from heaven!"
"What the hell? Is that the prodigal son? Just him? An immortal descending to earth? Is there a prodigal immortal in the sky?"
"Huo, why don't you believe it? Do you know Yan Liben, the most powerful painter in Chang'an?"
"I know, Mr. Yan!"
"Hey, you didn't know that Yan Liben worshiped King Liang as his teacher and learned painting from him? I'm not afraid to tell you that the great calligrapher Ouyang Xun also asked His Highness King Liang for calligraphy? I heard that His Highness King Liang was very good at painting and painting.
In calligraphy, they created a school."
"seriously?"
"Huo, can this kind of thing be false? It's so true!"