The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

As the news spread, more and more people knew about it, and this matter became a topic of conversation among people in Chang'an City.

The interesting things before the New Year's Day also added a touch of joy to this year's festival.

Soon, Zhang Deyuan began to send the shop assistants to deliver invitations. He took a lot of invitations and rode out on horseback to deliver them to various houses.

Basically, as long as they were delivered to the doorman, it was considered completed.

On the first day of the auction, someone from the palace came to the Jingyang Wang's house to deliver a letter to Li Fu.

Li Fu was watching the children playing in the yard. Li Yuan was sitting in a rocking chair under the corridor, basking in the sun, and also looking at the children in the yard lovingly.

Lao Zhao walked in.

"My dear, there is a letter from the palace." Lao Zhao said.

Li Fu stood up, took the letter, and looked at Li Yuan.

"No need to look at me. Since it is a letter from Erlang to you, it must be a serious matter, but it is not a big deal." Li Yuan said with a smile.

Li Fu heard this and opened the letter.

After reading it quickly, he said to Li Yuan.

"Uncle, you are really a genius."

"Hahaha, did I expect this?" Li Yuan asked.

"Yes, my second brother said that he would take a few people to the auction." Li Fu said, "Let me take care of the arrangements. Don't let outsiders know that he and those ministers are present."

Li Yuan sat up straight on the recliner and smiled, "I knew that he and the people around him would also be interested in this auction."

"Did you expect this?" Li Fu asked.

"Naturally, they will take this opportunity to see what kind of people those wealthy families in Chang'an are like." Li Yuan said: "Your second brother, before, his temperament was not so twisted, but he became the King of Qin, then the prince, and now the emperor, and he is very different from before.

If it was before, maybe they would just watch the fun, but now, through this auction, they want to see more.

This reminds me of the time before the Qin Palace had the Literature Museum, when he didn't have the Eighteen Scholars around him.

Later, with the Literature Museum, there were more knowledgeable and capable people around him, and things were different.

Scholars, success and failure are all due to reading..."

Li Yuan now began to dislike his son for being more cunning.

But he also knew that this change was normal after becoming an emperor.

It's just that he, an old man, likes to reminisce about the past, and always thinks of the scenes of fatherly love and filial piety in the past.

Especially not long ago, I told Li Fu about his time as the governor of Taiyuan and Li Erlang's rescue at Yanmen Pass.

So I thought more about it.

I came back to my senses and looked at the present.

The young general who was full of vigor and vitality back then has become the emperor sitting on that cold seat...

And this earth-shaking change is quite fast for an old man like him.

Now Li Yuan feels that he is outside the situation, and he can see everything clearly and understand everything.

This feeling is also good, just be an outsider and be an understanding person.

Delicious juice...

So, now Li Yuan is sitting on the chair, looking leisurely and contented. Speaking of the little thoughts of Li Shimin and the ministers around him, he also finds it very interesting.

"What should we do then?" Li Fu asked.

"Just reserve a room for them in advance, put it next door, and let them come earlier to avoid being seen by others." Li Yuan said: "Don't let them be seen by others and disturb my interest."

"Okay, then my nephew knows how to arrange it." Li Fu nodded in response.

Then he went back to the room to write a letter.

"Old Zhao, send someone to the palace to deliver a letter to His Majesty, and also send someone to say hello to the teahouse, and clean up a room on the third floor, and tell them directly that His Majesty will also bring a few people to see it. The news must be kept secret and cannot be known to outsiders." Li Fu said: "This matter must not go wrong, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel."

"Yes." Old Zhao looked serious and bowed his hands in response.

My husband has always been gentle in his attitude at ordinary times.

But if the people below don't do things well, my husband will also lose his temper.

Old Zhao quickly explained the matter and asked his subordinates to keep the news secret. If anyone dared to spread the news, there was no need for the young master to do anything. The family would use the family law. Leaking the news would be considered as betrayal and would be beaten to death and thrown into a mass grave.

On the day of the auction, Li Fu packed up early in the morning.

Old Zhao also told the people in the house to prepare the carriage at the side door.

Today, I will not go through the main door.

Since everyone outside knows that this auction was actually organized by King Jingyang, it meansMaybe someone is watching the movements of the Jingyang Prince's house now.

We must not let others know that Li Fu is going to the teahouse with the emperor and the three little princes.

A few people got on the carriage, and the carriage went to the teahouse. They went to the teahouse directly from the back door.

The teahouse has not opened yet because it is not time yet, but there are already people waiting at the door.

The carriage went directly into the backyard of the teahouse, and Li Fu and Li Yuan got off the carriage in the backyard.

The shopkeeper came to greet them in person.

"Your Majesty, the three princes, and the master."

The shopkeeper saluted in turn.

"The door outside is not open yet, right?" Li Fu asked.

"Not yet, but it is less than a quarter of an hour before the door opens." The shopkeeper said.

"Have your majesty and the others arrived?" Li Fu asked again.

Because he did not see any other carriages coming into the yard.

"Not yet." The shopkeeper responded.

"Then you can take us upstairs first." Li Yuan said to the shopkeeper.

"Yes."

They entered the hall from the back and walked up the stairs to the third floor.

As they walked, the shopkeeper explained who was arranged on the first floor and who was arranged in the private rooms on the second floor.

When they reached the stairs on the second floor and glanced at the corridor, they could also see the wooden sign hanging on the door of the private room.

At this time, everything must have been prepared.

Li Yuan only took a quick look and saw a familiar surname.

Li Yuan was very familiar with the surnames of these wealthy families in Chang'an City.

Then everyone went up to the third floor.

In the backyard, the carriage of the Jingyang King's house had just stopped, and someone else came outside. It was still a carriage. Li Shimin, Changsun Wuji and Du Ruhui were sitting in the carriage, and Fang Xuanling was riding a horse, behind them, a distance behind them.

In this way, even if Fang Xuanling was recognized, no one would notice that the Emperor had come.

As for Changsun Wuji, he had to sit in the carriage.

Because once he showed up, I'm afraid others would wonder who he came for...