The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 257 Uncrowned King

"You kid still know to come back?" Li Yuan saw that Li Muyun's first sentence was similar to what Wang Jie said, which made someone feel very embarrassed.

But fortunately, Li Muyun's skin is really thick enough, he said with a smile: "His Majesty the Emperor thinks that I am versatile, so he has kept me in Chang'an for a few more days, there is nothing I can do about it."

"Really?" Old Li Yuan glanced at Li Muyun, and said angrily, "Then it wasn't you who killed Han Ai in Chang'an! It wasn't you who was cut off as Marquis! You weren't the one who owed 100 million yuan." !Right?"

Every time old Li Yuan said something, the corners of Li Muyun's eyes twitched, and at the end of the sentence, someone was already speechless.

Seeing that Li Muyun didn't speak, the little old man Li Yuan became even more angry, pointing at his nose and cursing: "Why don't you speak, aren't you very good? One million pennies in five years, you really can! Yes!" Don't you plan to leave when you can't afford the money? Travel around the world with your wife and children?"

Li Muyun was scolded by the old Li Yuan, shrank his neck and said: "No, no, 100 million guan is not a big amount. Any industry in our county can lose more than 100 million guan in profit for five years."

"Really? So sure?" Li Yuan snorted and said, "Do you really think that everyone else is stupid? Only you are smart? Do you think the second brother's broken sword can protect you forever?"

broken sword? !Li Muyun scratched his head in embarrassment, it was not the first time he had heard this from Li Yuan, and it was precisely because of this that his awareness of the 'Sword of Heaven' fluctuated.

The dandy group of four was envious of the 'Tianzi Sword', but Li Yuan reduced the 'Tianzi Sword' to almost worthless. Although some butts determine the head in it, the difference is not so huge, right?

Li Yuan talked for a long time, and he was probably tired. Seeing Li Muyun's troubled face, he didn't say anything more, but sighed and said, "Forget it, let's leave these things like this for the time being. It's about the same time as those princes like Xue Yantuo. It’s coming soon, you should get this thing done first, and we’ll talk about other things later.”

"Oh!" After finally not listening to the little old man Li Yuan's scolding, Li Muyun nodded quickly.

But just as he turned to leave, the little old man Li Yuan seemed to remember something again: "Hey, wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" Li Muyun shuddered reflexively, afraid that the old man would continue to nag him.

"The harvesting competition you held a few days ago is more interesting, and I want to do one too." Li Yuan looked at Li Muyun, who was a little nervous, and said thoughtfully.

Li Muyun didn't expect that the little old man he picked up would have such a request. After thinking about it, he felt that it wasn't too difficult, so he nodded and said, "That's no problem, wait until next year..."

"Wait for the next year, I don't want to hold any harvesting competition." Before Li Muyun could finish speaking, Li Yuan interrupted him, and said angrily: "I want to hold a gambling king competition in Hebei Province, the winner You can get a reward of [-] guan!"

"What? The Gambling King Contest?" Li Muyun didn't expect Li Yuan, a little old man, to be so advanced in his thinking.

"Why, can't it? The old man in the stockade has no opponents, and Su Wen and the others don't play with the old man at all!" Li Yuan said with some annoyance: "The luck of the few of them is too bad, and they will lose every bet. There's no point in playing."

"No, then, then it wouldn't be a gambling king contest, would it? Besides, the prize for the winner is five thousand coins. Do you have any money?" Li Muyun didn't care if anyone played cards with Li Yuan, he cared about five thousand coins.

"The old man has [-] coins with you, what's wrong with spending [-], can't you?" Li Yuan spoke eloquently.

Hearing old Li Yuan mentioning the seven thousand guan, Li Muyun became a little anxious, and said with a white face: "Your seven thousand guan has already been spent, just the first four, the last eight...".

"Fart, don't mention the first four and the second eight to me. How can a broken car be worth seven thousand dollars? You are fooling me!" Li Yuan was obviously not fooled.

Li Muyun slapped her forehead with a 'slap', moaned in pain, and said after a long while: "Well, then, I will help you with this matter. Let's start after New Year's Eve, okay?"

"Just a few days from New Year's Eve to Shangyuan. Everyone has time. Let me tell you, don't find some punks to fool me. What I want is status and status!" Although Li Muyun had already He agreed to organize the 'Gambling King Contest', but Li Yuan was obviously skeptical of his integrity, so he added an additional condition.

But having said that, no matter what you say about this little old man Li Yuan, he is too emperor. If you play with a group of hooligans, no matter what you say, it would be a bit embarrassing, and it would not be good to spread the word.

Li Muyun could obviously understand the little old man's thoughts. Although he didn't know that Li Yuan's real identity was the Supreme Emperor, but as a 'prince', it seemed that he really couldn't play with those gangsters.

It's just that this little old man's requirements are too high, and he even wants to play with people with status and status. Something will save face.

But now Li Muyun is just a 'fart', except for the people in Shanyin County, who can talk to him, isn't this putting his face under the feet of others to be trampled on!
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After coming out of Li Yuan's Pentagon Building, Li Muyun came to the Juyi Hall in the cottage depressed. There were still a lot of people waiting for him, no matter how bad his mood was, he still wanted to meet him.

Fang Yizhi came from a scholarly family, so naturally he would not be as vulgar as Wang Jie, when he saw Li Muyun, he didn't greet his uncle directly, but just said lightly: "Are you done with the things outside?"

"I'm done!" Li Muyun nodded mechanically, still thinking about the requirements and conditions of old Li Yuan just now.

"You won't leave again when you come back this time?" Fang Yizhi asked again.

"I won't leave for the time being, maybe I won't leave in a few years." Li Muyun shook his head, intending to shake all those unreliable thoughts out of his mind.

The fat man didn't say anything when he saw Li Muyun, he just gave him two thumbs up, obviously he heard from Su Wanqing what he was doing in Chang'an.

A brother is a brother, and when the time comes, his brother will still be caring, Li Muyun thought so after the fat man replaced his middle thumb with his middle finger.

On the other hand, that old man Yu Zhining looked Li Muyun up and down, with critical eyes, and said: "The scoundrel, you have caused such a big disaster in Chang'an, thanks to being a teacher who taught you the way of the mean, but you Say hello..." 'Ka Ka Ka' was another fifteen-hour-long routine lecture, training Li Muyun like his third grandson.

In the end, it was Su Wanqing who saw Li Muyun's pitiful appearance, stepped forward and pulled Yu Zhining, and said a lot of words of apology for Li Muyun, which made Lao Yu let him go, but he had to copy "The Doctrine of the Mean" ten times within three days .

But even so, Li Muyun didn't feel irritated this time, he knew that the little old man Yu Zhining was really doing it for his own good, that's why he was chattering like this.

I went to Chang'an once, and what I heard and saw was either flattery or contempt. He, Li Muyun, was not the kind of person who didn't know what was good and what was bad. He could tell who was really good to him and who was using him.

But even so, after hearing that "The Doctrine of the Mean" must be copied ten more times, someone still feels as if his head is as big as a bucket.

……

"Muyun, what's the matter? Is something wrong? Why have you been so unhappy, but the teacher just said you made you unhappy?" After Yu Zhining left, Su Wanqing saw that Li Muyun still looked bitter and bitter, Can't help but ask in a low voice.

She didn't dare to let Fang Yizhi and Fatty hear this, otherwise if it got out, the old man would be sad.

Li Muyun shook his head: "It has nothing to do with the teacher, I'm worried about the father I picked up."

"Daddy? What's wrong with Daddy?" Su Wanqing asked with some uncertainty, the old man was fine during the day, so did some demon moth appear again at night?
Li Muyun didn't answer her question, just sighed helplessly, then looked at Fang Yizhi and said, "Yizhi, can you tell me if I invite our assassin to our cottage now, will he Come?"

"It depends on how you go. If you take Miss Gongsun with you, he will probably rush over, otherwise you can forget about it." Fang Yi pointed at Gongsun Lan, no, it should be said pointing The sword on Gongsun Lan's back: "With the 'Sword of Heaven', you are a veritable uncrowned king. No one dares not to obey orders on Hebei Road!"

"Really?" Li Muyun blinked.

"Of course it is true. Given that you directly stabbed Han Shangshu to death in Chang'an, who do you think would doubt your determination to kill someone? Plus you are holding the 'Sword of Heaven', which means you have determination and ability. Who would dare not listen to you? Yes." Fang Yi spoke very seriously, and finally reminded Li Muyun: "But now it's time to pay taxes, you'd better find a way to solve this problem."

"Pay taxes? Why is it money again?" Li Muyun groaned in pain. Although he was confident that he could make 100 million yuan in five years, right now he has no money!

Oh no, he still has some money. The [-] copper coins just shaken out of Li Shimin's pocket are still in his 'warehouse', but he has other arrangements for this money, so it is really inconvenient to take it out.

"Imperial food and national tax, even a penny less, this is not a matter of money, but a matter of principle." Of course Fang Yizhi knew what Li Muyun was thinking, but he didn't show mercy at all, and directly gave Li Muyun a blow in the head.

(End of this chapter)