After Li Shimin received the fireworks sent by Li Chengqian, he held a fireworks celebration directly in the palace with his three thousand beauties.
Li Tingxue naturally saw it.
When she found out that the fireworks were made by Li Chengqian, she was immediately furious.
What's going on?
I am dear to you, so you send me a cart full of fireworks.
Even though I am not your sister, you still have to give me one, right?
As a result, she didn't receive any fireworks and didn't say anything. Instead, she watched Li Shimin and the others having fun.
How could she not be angry?
I was so kind to him in vain, but in the end, this little heartless guy didn't even think of anything good to him.
Li Tingxue folded her hands on her chest, raised her head and said, "No matter what you say today, you have to get me a car, or else I will accompany my sister home and let you come back tomorrow."
This makes it clear that one has to choose between robbing wealth and robbing sex.
What else could Li Chengqian say?
He could only direct his subordinates to make a cart of fireworks, and then watch Li Tingxue leave.
The unlucky boy Li Chengqian was robbed twice by his father and sister in the end, and he was really exhausted both physically and mentally.
"Hahahaha, Your Highness, Lao Cheng came at the right time, didn't I disturb you?"
Before Li Chengqian could turn around and go back to the house, a rough voice rang out.
Immediately afterwards, a sturdy man with a beard walked in from outside.
"Uncle Cheng?"
"Why are you here?"
Seeing this man, Li Chengqian couldn't help but be stunned.
This man is none other than Cheng Yaojin, one of the three famous gangsters in the early Tang Dynasty.
"Your Highness..."
Cheng Yaojin rubbed his hands and laughed and said: "Yesterday there was a fireworks celebration in the palace. Old Cheng liked it very much, so he went to ask His Majesty. Your Majesty said that these fireworks were made by you, so Old Cheng came to have a look."
After hearing this, the muscles on Li Chengqian's face kept shaking.
The reason why Cheng Yaojin is here, even if he thinks about it with his feet, he must be bragging outside.
Everyone else is just children cheating on their fathers, but now this is the father cheating on his son?
Not only did he rob a car of fireworks from his place, but he also had to show off to the world...
Looking at Cheng Yaojin with a silly smile on his face, Li Chengqian felt even more headache.
Tang Chusan's nickname of gangster is not for nothing. If Cheng Yaojin is interested in the good stuff from that house, he will definitely try his best to keep it for himself.
But looking at Cheng Yaojin's expectant look, Li Chengqian really couldn't refuse.
After all, fireworks are not worth a lot of money. You can make them with a little hard work at most. If you don't give them these things, you will look too stingy.
After thinking for a while, Li Chengqian said: "Since Uncle Cheng has spoken, I naturally have to give it. However, there are not many raw materials left in my house, so I can only give you some first and wait until next month. I received my monthly payment and bought raw materials, so I’ll send some to Uncle Cheng.”
"In that case, Lao Cheng would like to thank His Highness."
Cheng Yaojin is a typical person who takes advantage and does not suffer any loss. He is very satisfied knowing that Li Chengqian can give him some fireworks.
Li Chengqian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Cheng Yaojin was different from the first two people and would not rob him with a truckload of fireworks.
Although he is the eldest prince and has been granted the title of King of Zhongshan, he is still underage after all and does not have much pocket money, so he can afford to be robbed like this.
"Fuck it!"
"Don't talk to this thief!"
At this moment, another figure came running from a distance.
"uncle?"
"Why are you here too?"
Seeing Changsun Wuji jump out of the carriage, Li Chengqian felt helpless.
Could he also be planning to rob him?
"Qian'er, tell uncle the truth, how many fireworks do you have left?"
"Shouldn't they all be given to this thief?"
Seeing that Li Chengqian didn't speak, Changsun Wuji glared at Cheng Yaojin fiercely.
The three of them were talking to Li Shimin in the palace just now.
After listening to Li Shimin say that the fireworks were created by Li Chengqian, he hurriedly hurried but was still one step behind Cheng Yaojin.
Seeing this, Li Chengqian couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Co-authored by Li Shimin, Cheng Yaojin, and Changsun Wuji, the three gangsters in the early Tang Dynasty failed to form a group to rob themselves.
Li Chengqian sighed and said: "Uncle, to tell you the truth, the materials for making fireworks are very expensive. My monthly money is only enough for my nephew. Now you can only wait for next month. Next month When my nephew pays me the monthly payment, I will send a car to my uncle."
"In that case, uncle will thank Qian'er first."
Sighing, Li Chengqian suppressed the sadness in his heart and bowed to Changsun Wuji: "Uncle, you must not say thank you. These are what a nephew should do."
Changsun Wuji looked at Cheng Yaojin with a proud face.
That look seemed to say: "Did you see it? This is my uncle's arrangement. If I want fireworks, he has to send them to me personally."
Seeing Sun Wuji's appearance, Li Chengqian suddenly felt that his outlook on life had collapsed.
He couldn't help but lower his voice to the little Chuzi beside him: "Little Chuzi, could it be that my hint was not obvious enough?"
"Your Highness, what you hinted at is already obvious."
"Maybe the two princes didn't hear it..."
Little Chuzi had a strange expression.
Counting these two men, His Highness has been robbed four times from yesterday to today.
His Highness was clearly hinting to them that he was short of money, but the two princes seemed to hear it.
These two people, one is Li Shimin's adviser, and the other has worked his way from the market to the position of Duke of the country. They are both 100% human beings.
It would be a big joke to say they didn't understand.
These old gangsters...
Li Chengqian gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.
Cheng Yaojin laughed happily, strode up to Li Chengqian, and said: "Don't worry, I, Old Cheng, can't let Your Highness suffer. When you turn around, Your Highness will go to Old Cheng's village. There is a fish pond somewhere, and it is full of fat and big fish." Fish, as long as you have the ability, you can catch all the fish in the fish pond."
"Okay, when the fireworks are ready, remember to notify me, Old Cheng, and I will send someone to pick them up."
After saying that, Cheng Yaojin left.
Looking at Changsun Wuji, who had been standing still, Li Chengqian raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it possible that there are big fish waiting for me to catch in my uncle's farm?"
"Your uncle doesn't have that spare time."
"If you want to eat fish, uncle will buy you a cart."
Changsun Wuji narrowed his eyes and said, "The reason why I stayed here is to ask you how the fireworks are made."
"Um?"
Li Chengqian glanced at Changsun Wuji with a strange look.
Seeing the look in his nephew's eyes, Changsun Wuji felt a little guilty. He waved his hand casually and said, "If Qian'er can tell uncle the recipe for fireworks, then uncle can give you 30% of the money he earns from fireworks."
