Everything sold by the Chu Prince's Mansion soon came back.

Wang Fugui was still very cognitive. Seeing Li Kuan turn his hands around and turn his hands into rain, he beat the Changsun family's face to swollen, and also brought a continuous stream of "gold mines" to the Chu Palace.

He immediately sold all the things from the Chu Prince's Mansion back to Li Kuan at the original price.

After such trouble, no one from the Chu Palace dared to underestimate Li Kuan anymore.

"Prince, you can try the pastries in Donghaitang in Dongshi City, it's so sweet!"

Bathed in the early spring sunshine, Li Kuan was lying comfortably on the recliner in the yard, and Qing'er was serving her.

"Xue Li, has there been any movement in Chang'an City these days? What are you busy with?"

I was bored, but Li Kuan became interested in the lives of the ancients.

"Your Majesty, if you want to talk about the movement, our honeycomb coal is the most dynamic. Although the weather has become warmer, the sales of honeycomb coal have become better, and almost every household has started to use it."

As the new chief escort manager of the Chu Prince's Mansion, Xue Li, in addition to normal escort work, would also let him pay attention to the movements on the streets of Chang'an City.

To put it bluntly, he was asked to do intelligence work, but this was still the lowest level of intelligence.

"Prince, the most lively thing now is going out for a walk outside the city. Why don't we go and have a walk too?"

Although Qing'er is a few years older than Li Kuan, she looks active.

But Li Kuan is very understandable. He is seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is just an active age.

"Look at it!"

...

Yuelai Inn.

"Shopkeeper, you can give you a grace for a few more days, and I will pay you the room in a few days."

A scholar-like man begging the inn shopkeeper.

"Wang Langjun, I am not a little old man, I am powerful. Just ask yourself. How many times have you said the same thing? Our store is also doing a small business. Your house has been delayed for more than a month. If you don't pay it, what should you do if you ask me to do?"

The shopkeeper showed a seemingly honest smile on his face, but he had no sense of comfort in his words.

"You can be more comfortable. When my brother's illness is cured, I will pay you twice the room fee. Besides, don't I still have a good horse in the stable? If I don't help, I can sell the horse and pay it back."

"Horse? Is that horse still yours? You have the nerve to say that the horse material for more than a month is not worth the money? You said last time that you used a horse to pay off your debts. Now that horse has nothing to do with you."

The shopkeeper is used to seeing people who travel around the world, and he can tell how good or bad the horse is.

When the scholar checked in the inn, he found that the horse was a rare good horse.

The Tang Dynasty did not lack horses, but good horses were lacking.

A good horse of high quality will definitely not be worse than that of later Mercedes-Benz and BMW.

So the scholar has been owing the house fee during this period, and he didn't want to drive him away at the beginning.

Seeing that there is no need to continue dragging on, I naturally saw the brink of death today.

"You... how can you do this?" The scholar's face turned red with anger. "That horse is a top-notch Dayuan horse. Not to mention the monthly room fee and horse feed, it's enough for a year."

"Wang Langjun, it's not appropriate for you to say this? For more than a month, you have eaten and drunk in the inn? Isn't your brother's soup and medicine cooked for you? Isn't these money for you?" The shopkeeper obviously didn't want to pretend to be a good person anymore.

The scholar's entire wealth has been almost exhausted, and there is no need to continue acting.

"You...you..."

On the one hand, the scholar felt that he was a little inappropriate, and on the other hand, he felt that the shopkeeper was a bad intention.

"Wang Langjun, don't say that I don't give face to me, if you two brothers don't get out of this inn within a quarter of an hour, don't blame me for being rude."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the couples on both sides. These were the children of the same clan brought to his hometown.

I guess they dare not let them kill and set fire, but there is no problem in bullying a foreigner.

He also saw clearly during this period that Wang Langjun was helpless in Chang'an City, and he was surrounded by a sick brother.

If this person is really unlucky, he can touch anything.

At the beginning, the two brothers were in good health, and the younger brothers looked strong. They carried bows and arrows and big swords with them, which was not easy to mess with at first glance.

But after a few days of stay, the abdominal pain began. Wang Langjun went to find several doctors but didn't look good. Instead, he felt more and more serious.

In the past few days, I guess it's going to be in trouble.

That's why the shopkeeper chose to drive them away today.

"You...you are a black shop! I, Wang Xuance, have never seen such a bad person! The shopkeeper, I am ugly in front of you. Don't think I'm easy to mess with, be careful to shoot yourself in the foot!"

Wang Xuance was naturally not comparable to an ordinary scholar when he was able to become a person who destroyed a country in the Tang Dynasty.

But now I have a terminally ill younger brother around me, and everything is restricted.

"Hmm? What's the best thing to mess with? My Yuelai Inn opens the door and does business. You haven't paid the house for more than a month, and I've done my best. A San, pull them out for me and don't let them take away the inn's things."

The shopkeeper left without looking back!

"Hehe! Wang Langjun, offended me!"

After saying that, Ah San took a few guys forward and pulled Wang Xuance out.

"Don't touch me, I'll leave myself!"

Wang Xuance was afraid that they would hurt his younger brother, so he hurriedly threw A San away and hugged his younger brother out of the room door.

"Wait, this clothes are worth a little money, so stay here to deduct the money from the house!"

When A San saw Wang Xuance picking up the bag next to him, he felt that there was still room for exploitation.

"These clothes are all mine, why should I keep them for you?"

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished." After saying that, Ah San went up and snatched the bag from Wang Xuance's hand, and then kicked Wang Xuance's butt with one kick.

Wang Xuance staggered and almost fell down.

Turning back, he glared at A San fiercely, Wang Xuance picked up his brother who was already in a coma and left the inn.

There is no way, if you leave your hometown, you will come back one day.

...

In March, Chang'an City seems more lively on the streets.

Li Shimin has been in power for five years, and the Zhenguan rule has gradually become somewhat similar.

"Prince, after passing the yard ahead, we will reach the city gate. We will leave the city." Qing'er happily lifted up the curtain on the carriage and looked outside curiously.

Li Kuan tried to ride a horse for a while a few days ago, but the inner sides of his thighs were quickly worn red, so today he chose to travel by carriage.

"What happened before? Why did so many people gather?"

The speed of the carriage slowly dropped, and the street, which was not small, was blocked by the crowd.
Chapter completed!