Chapter 48 Li Xin in the Wind

Li Xin felt dizzy until he left Prince Wei's Mansion.

Before he could even start to trick Li Xiang, Li Xiang tricked his father first.

It's a mistake to shoot yourself in the foot.

"Brother Xin, where is Li Jingren now?"

Li Xiang put his arm around Li Xin's shoulders, acting like a good brother.

After all, he is just a child, and he is not good at cultivating qi. Li Xin, who felt that he had hurt his father, had red eyes, like a rabbit.

"I'm not going. Give me the money."

Li Xiang was happy: "This is what your father gave me. Since he gave it to me, it is mine. If you don't take me with you, I won't let you participate in the shares."

Li Xin gritted his teeth, but could do nothing about Li Xiang.

The most important thing is that those little friends are all around and have gathered around him, and he doesn't want to lose his status as the leader in front of his friends.

In order to prevent the money from being completely wasted, he decided it would be better to follow Li Xiang.

"I'll take you there, but don't let me shortchange you." Li Xin looked at Li Xiang thoughtfully.

"Don't worry, I will make you make money." Li Xiang comforted him with a smile.

Li Xin thought Li Xiang was just bragging. In his opinion, Li Xiang, who was born in the deep palace and raised by women, was definitely a first-rate spendthrift. As for making money...

Ha ha.

Wei Daijia stepped forward and asked impatiently, "Brother, brother, did you get the money?"

Doesn't it sound like a gangster talking to someone?
"Don't worry, they're all in the car." Li Xiang smiled and pointed at the carriage behind him.

"Two thousand strings of cash!"

"Excuse me..."

All the young men expressed their surprise in unison. Normally, the monthly allowance was only one or two strings of coins at most, or a few hundred coins at least. How could they have ever seen two thousand strings of coins?

Wei Daijia immediately said, "It seems that what my brother said is true. The King of Wei really loves you!"

When Li Xin heard this, tears started to flow down her face.

"Xin'er, why are you crying?" the little friend next to him asked with concern.

Li Xiang smiled and put his arm around Li Xin's shoulders and said, "Don't you understand? Brother Xin is moved by the uncle-nephew relationship between you and me!"

"Yeah!" Li Xin wiped her tears and nodded viciously. In her heart, she wished she could eat Li Xiang alive, but she had to pretend to be happy on the surface.

In order to prevent Li Xiang from teasing him again, Li Xin quickly changed the subject and asked, "Where is Uncle Jingren now?"

A young boy next to him said, "I know. He drinks water from the sweet water shop owned by Zhao Ganniang outside the market."

"Let's go." Li Xiang reached out and scratched the back of Li Xin's head, saying with a smile.

At a stall outside the sweet water shop, a group of young boys were squatting at the table eating fermented glutinous rice dumplings. The leader was none other than Li Jingren, whom Li Xin had mentioned.

A irritable young man next to him was holding a piece of sugarcane in his hand and chewing it with a crackling sound.

"Chu Bi, eat less sweet potatoes."

Li Jingren put down the bowl and swallowed a bowl of fermented glutinous rice dumplings, which diluted his drunkenness a lot.

Cheng Chubi said, "Oh!" and broke off a piece of sugarcane in his hand and handed it to the boy behind him. He grabbed the last piece and said, "It's still a little unsatisfactory. You need to eat another piece to cool down and quench your thirst."

"Won't it make you more thirsty the more you eat this?" Li Jingren said with a smile on his face.

"It's better than being anxious. I feel unhappy when I can't go to Pingkangfang to play!" Cheng Chubi sucked the sugarcane as if he was treating it as the lips of an orangutan.

"The monthly allowance is still a little too little, so I can't have fun."

Li Jingren sighed and said, "If we can find a good way to make money, will you and I still have to worry about money?"

When Cheng Chubi was about to speak, he heard Li Xin's shouting.

"Uncle Jingren, is Uncle Jingren here?"

Li Jingren's face froze. Cheng Chubi put down the sugarcane in his hand and muttered, "It's Li Xin again. Why is his nose so sharp?"

"Well, he is the son of King Wei after all." Li Jingren put his hand on Cheng Chubi's arm.

When he looked up, he saw a carriage approaching, with Li Xin and Li Xiang sitting on it, and a few kids running behind them.

He knew Li Xin, but he had no impression of Li Xiang.

In previous years, Li Xiang was not very eye-catching in the East Palace. He was like a nobody and the people present didn't know him.

"It's Li Xin." Li Jingren pushed the bowl aside and greeted him indifferently.

"Uncle Jingren, my family has given us a lot of money this time. Can you take us out to play?"

Li Xin trotted up to Li Jingren, his attitude like a dog bootlicker.

It is not surprising. It is realistic for primary school students to yearn for the circle of junior high school students.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the expenses in Pingkangfang are very high."

Li Jingren smiled nonchalantly and said, "How much money can you, an eleven-year-old kid, get from your family?"

Hearing Li Jingren's contemptuous words, Li Xin, who was confident, said proudly: "Let Uncle Jingren know that I brought two thousand strings of cash from home this time!"

"puff--"

The glutinous rice balls that Li Jingren had just put into his mouth sprayed all over Yuchi Xunyu's face.

"Mr. Duo?" His tone was incredulous.

Seeing Li Jingren's expression of disbelief, Li Xin felt as sweet as if he had drunk honey water.

He said innocently: "Two thousand strings of cash..."

If Li Xin said 20 or 200 strings of cash, Li Jingren might still believe it. But 2,000 strings of cash...

"You said you brought 2,000 taels of silver?" Li Jingren was so angry that he laughed, "If these 2,000 taels of silver were piled together, how heavy would they be? You don't know, do you?"

"Uncle Jingren, don't underestimate me. Did you see that carriage?"

Li Xin pointed to the carriage behind him and boasted to Li Jingren: "There are two thousand strings of cash in it!"

Could it be true?
Li Jingren hesitated a little, as the carriage did look quite heavy.

"Who's sitting there?"

He always felt that the man looked familiar. At this moment, Li Xiang did a somersault, flipped off the car neatly, and landed steadily on the ground.

"What a great skill!" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but cheer.

Li Jingren also muttered in his heart that if a young man like this played with us, it would not be unacceptable.

It’s just that he knows every one of the kids under Li Xin, but this one is really unfamiliar to him.

"Who is this?" he asked Li Xin.

Li Xin immediately introduced him: "Oh, this is my elder brother, Li Xiang."

When he heard it was Li Xiang, Li Jingren stood up suddenly and raised his voice by an octave.

"Li Xiang? But the eldest son of the crown prince, the one who drew his sword to face Zuo Shuzi, angrily rebuked Kong Jijiu, and defeated the Duke of Song with just one word?"

"That's right." Li Xin answered for Li Xiang.

What he didn't expect was that after he confirmed it, the playboys who were originally enjoying the sweet soup nearby immediately stood up and surrounded him.

"What? He is the Li Xiang?"

"He is the Prince of Tianshui! He is Li Xiang!"

"He was the one who angrily rebuked Kong Jijiu?"

Wait a minute, wait a minute, you two seem to be regretting not meeting each other earlier, what's going on?
Li Xin was standing aside, disheveled in the wind.

He suddenly saw his most respected uncle Jingren, who also came forward with a complicated expression, clasped his fists with joy and admiration and said: "Jingren didn't know that brother was coming, and neglected brother, I hope you will forgive me!"

(End of this chapter)