I am Li Shen and Li Shimin, the free kings of the Tang Dynasty

Wang Zhengli came in front of the crowd with a loud laugh and bowed to everyone.

"Meet father, meet all the uncles."

"Saburo is back."

"Why is Saburo back?"

Several people also greeted Sanlang. It can be seen that Wang Zhengli is quite popular.

"Sanlang, I almost didn't recognize you in the way you were dressed."

Wang Zhengyi looked Wang Zhengli up and down again and said helplessly.

"Brother, you don't know that this is the most popular dress in Chang'an City now. In Chang'an City, all the scholars and writers wear this.

Look at this piece of clothing I'm wearing. There are only 5,000 of them in the entire Tang Dynasty, and they came from Tang Yifang."

Wang Zhengli turned around proudly, showing off his clothes to his heart's content.

"Tang Yi Fang, Uncle San, you didn't buy fakes, did you? I heard that Tang Yi Fang's clothes are hard to find.

Many people cannot buy genuine products and are deceived into buying fake products.

My cousin from my aunt's family is like this."

Wang Wanqing on the side interjected.

"Pah, pah, pah, what do you know, little kid? I bought it at Tangyifang.

I went in with the guards who opened the gate. When I arrived, Tangyifang was not open yet.

It cost me five hundred strings of cash."

Wang Zhengli rolled up his sleeves to reveal a two-color label embroidered with gold and silver threads. The words "Tang Yifang" shone brightly in gold.

"Five hundred strings of cash for this piece of clothing?"

Everyone else was shocked when they heard this. Five hundred strings of cash for a piece of clothing? Are they crazy?

"Asshole, I asked you to go to Chang'an City so that you could make friends with talented people and officials in the court.

I didn't ask you to go there and squander your money.

You actually spent 500 strings of cash on a piece of clothing. Officials below the sixth rank earn less than 500 strings of cash in a year.

I must teach you a lesson today."

When the head of the Wang family heard that his son was such a spendthrift, he immediately became furious. Five hundred strings of cash, that's half a million coins.

If they could buy more than 2,000 stones of rice, the Wang family would not be able to finish it in several years.

This prodigal son.

After saying that, the head of the Wang family stood up and wanted to go up and beat Wang Zhengli.

Wang Zhengli quickly stepped back.

"Aye, Aye, I am doing this for the Wang family."

"For the Wang family? What can you do for the Wang family by buying a piece of clothing worth 500 strings of cash?"

The head of the Wang family scolded loudly. He was really angry with his third son.

"Yes, Sanlang, you see how you have pissed off your elder brother. The most expensive piece of silk in this dress is only worth a hundred strings of cash.

Although your clothes are made of high-quality silk, they are not worth the price and look out of place."

An elder of the tribe echoed with a smile on his face.

"Aye, fellow uncles, you don't know what Chang'an City looks like now.

You really should go and see it if you get a chance.

Nowadays, the literati and scholars in Chang'an City highly praise the clothes produced by Tang Yifang, and many people are willing to pay a higher price to buy them but still cannot afford them.

There are only 5,000 pieces in the entire Tang Dynasty.

Everyone is proud to get clothes from Tang Yifang.

This outfit is not just clothes, it is also an identity.

It is also much easier to make friends with talented people.”

Wang Zhengli explained that the way he looked at everyone was as if he was a country bumpkin, with an expression as if he had never seen the world.

"Is a piece of clothing an indicator of status? Although 500 strings of cash is a bit expensive, there are countless people in Chang'an who can afford 500 strings of cash.

What makes you superior? "

The head of the Wang family said with disdain.

"Aye, didn't I just say that there are only 5,000 pieces of this dress in the entire Tang Dynasty, and only 1,000 pieces in Chang'an.

The other 4,000 pieces were scattered across more than 2,000 states and counties throughout the Tang Dynasty, with only two pieces in each state and county.

Even a small county like Jimo County may not get any. Do you think it is precious or not? "

Wang Zhengli continued to explain.

Wang Wanqing on the side said very cooperatively;

"Uncle San, we don't even have Tangyifang in Jimo County."

Wang Zhengli suddenly became proud.

"See, I was right, wasn't I? Scarcity makes things valuable. Do you know what this dress is called?"

At this point, Wang Zhengli turned up his sleeves again. Below the word "Tang Yifang" was a word "Ji", followed by the words "Fengliu", February of the 22nd year of Zhenguan, followed by four unfamiliar symbols.

Then Wang Zhengli boasted:

"See? Romantic, romantic talent, unrestrained and romantic.

Look at these four symbols again. These are the numbers created by King Ji. These four symbols are 0, 6, 3 and 9.

This means that this dress is the 639th one, which is the sign of the genuine article.”

Everyone leaned over to take a closer look; they had no idea that making a piece of clothing would be so complicated.

Why embroider so many words on clothes?

However, Wang Zhengli's temperament is indeed different when he wears this dress.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Tell me, what brought you back from Chang'an?"

The head of the Wang family sat back in his seat and asked.

“Oh, I almost forgot about the main thing. I heard that the family’s industry in Chang’an City was suppressed, the workshop has stopped production, and we can’t find anyone.

I asked around and found out that it was Prince Ji's Mansion that was targeting us.

So I rushed back as fast as I could to report the news."

Hearing that the matter was serious, Wang Zhengli put away his cynicism.

"We already know about this."

Upon hearing about this, the head of the Wang family said indifferently, but he was still very relieved, at least this prodigal son still knew to inquire for the family.

"Already know?" Wang Zhengli was stunned. He thought his information would be helpful to the head of the family.

"That's right. Yesterday, several guards from Prince Ji's Mansion came to Jimo County and beat Wanqing in the street. Based on the officials who beat up our Wang family before, we guessed that it should be Prince Ji's Mansion."

The Wang family head nodded.

"He also hit Wanqing. Did he hurt anyone else?"

“That’s not the case. The guards from Prince Ji’s mansion only beat Wanqing and didn’t attack anyone else.

Don't worry, Third Brother."

Wang Zhengyi comforted.

"That's good, that's good." Wang Zhengli breathed a sigh of relief.

"Asshole, what do you mean, your niece got beaten and you still say it's okay?"

When the head of the Wang family heard what Wang Zhengli said, he became furious again.

However, Wang Zhengli looked at Wang Wanqing coldly, which made Wang Wanqing a little scared and she hid behind her father.

"Third brother, what are you doing?"

Seeing Wang Zhengli's eyes, Wang Zhengyi couldn't help but ask.

“Humph, big brother, I said yes because my niece Wanqing is still alive.

His Royal Highness Prince Ji was merciful and did not take her life directly, nor did he touch other members of my royal family.

I feel very lucky.”

Wang Zhengli snorted coldly.

"Sanlang, what do you mean?"

"Yes, Third Brother, what do you mean by this? Why did Prince Ji want to take Wanqing's life? Even if there were some minor frictions, it wouldn't be enough to kill someone.

He also beat up the officials of my Wang family, and he also beat up Wanqing, isn’t that enough? "

Everyone was shocked when they heard Wang Zhengli's words.