broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

"Long body?"

Li Shimin looked at Li Wenhao, who was already over 1.8 meters tall, and really didn't know what to say.

"Go out, get those guys away, it's really annoying, I have to sleep for a while as a father, grow...replenish my body."

"Don't kill people!"

Li Shimin exhorted with concern.

"Oh, I see."

Li Wenhao replied, and walked out without thinking.

"The old man asked me to kill?"

"It's not good, if the old man is unhappy if he kills too little, if he kills too much, then..."

"Or, kill them all?"

"Yes, just kill them all, it's enough for Brother Pingtou to leave Wei Zheng alone."

"hey-hey!"

Li Wenhao licked his lips and walked over.

Killing civil servants, something Zhao Kuangyin dared not do, Li Wenhao did today, not to mention Zhao Kuangyin, even Li Shimin didn't seem to have killed many civil servants in his life.

"Your Majesty has an order to tell you what to do, get up quickly, or don't blame me for being rude."

"Hmph! The prince lost his morals and used the future of the world's scholars for profit. Why, dare to do it and not let it go?"

Wei Zheng raised his neck, assuming a posture of being killed with his neck stretched out.

"If you start driving for me, I'm so unwilling to talk to you."

Regarding Wei Zheng, Li Wenhao really didn't want to say anything. This guy was outspoken at best, and stubborn at worst. He had never seen anything like this.

"His Royal Highness, please give me an explanation for the scholars in the world."

A group of civil servants knelt on the ground and shouted in unison.

"What's the noise, hurry up and leave."

Li Shimin's angry screams spread in the Tai Chi Hall, but the group of civil servants didn't make any sense at all. They all gritted their teeth and clenched their fists and looked at Li Wenhao. If Li Wenhao wasn't the prince, I'm afraid these people would rush forward.

"Don't go?"

"Then leave a message"

Li Wenhao directly pulled out the saber of the accompanying guard.

"Why does His Royal Highness dare to do it or not? I am a scholar, I read the theory of the saint, and I learned the principle of the saint, and I will not frown when I come to the sword."

"I, Wei Zheng, represent the world's scholars to ask the prince for calligraphy this time. If the prince kills him, kill me first!"

Wei Zheng closed his eyes.

"Hey! Master Wei is so strong, this is to ask people who will never die in life since ancient times, and keep their loyal hearts to reflect the history?"

"But I'm not stupid. If I kill you so vaguely, even if I become emperor in the future, I will bear the infamy of killing civil servants indiscriminately. Today, I will convince you to die."

Seeing Wei Zheng like this, Li Wenhao was suddenly not in a hurry to act.

No, he was not in a hurry to attack Wei Zheng. He suddenly felt that if this Tang Dynasty didn't have a flat-headed brother like Wei Zheng, it might be really boring.

but others...

Li Wenhao looked at the few people he liked the most, including the Kong family, the Wang family, and the Cui family, who had been inciting the people around him to attack Li Wenhao.

Wei Zheng came here to ask for an explanation, really for the sake of scholars, but for others, especially those with five surnames and seven Wangs, I am afraid they have other purposes.

"You said you were going to die?"

Li Wenhao walked up to a son-in-law of the Wang family and asked.

"Yes, the crown prince is so disregarding me and other scholars, and even uses the doctrine of saints as a tool for profit. Naturally, as a scholar, he can't just sit idly by."

"Well said, ask your sage, did he think the same way when he died?"

Before everyone could react, he raised the knife and wiped the man's neck.

"Hmph, just a son-in-law..."

"Prince, you..."

Wei Zheng pointed at Li Wenhao and was speechless. He was shocked. He intended to let Li Wenhao know his way. , the future may not be a generation of Mingjun, but now the knife has moved...

"Who else wants to get ahead?"

Except for Wei Zheng, everyone lowered their noble heads.

Dead friends don't die poor people, and now a friend has died. If there is no depth, then it may really die on me.

"Hehe! Literati, sage theory!"

"A bunch of soft bones."

"Don't dare to look up to me, let alone that prairie barbarian?"

"If my scholars in Tang Dynasty are like you and others, then I don't mind doing the same thing of burning books and burying Confucianism again, in order to set the world's theory."

"His Royal Highness, you..."

"you shut up!"

Li Wenhao pointed at Wei Zheng with a long knife, and there was still blood on it, "You know how to move your mouth every day. I admit that you, Wei Zheng, are a man, but they are not. They are just a group of villains who are waiting for the price and seeking fame."

"I advise you to see more clearly in the future."

Just as Li Wenhao wanted to force him again, and when he killed two members of the Wang family and let them make an early move, a member of Baiqisi ran over holding a letter.

"Han Hai Bookstore is open. All books are priced at five cents a book. There is no limit to the supply. You can have as many as you want. And they will open branches across the country in the near future, and the prices will remain the same."

When Wei Zheng heard this, his head buzzed.

Angrily glanced at the group of scholars who wanted to advance and retreat with him, he knocked his head heavily on the ground.

Just at this time, it rained heavily.

A thunderbolt struck down.

"His Royal Highness, Wei Zheng misunderstood you, please die."

Almost instantly, Wei Zheng understood that he was being used as a gun this time.

Looking back at those people with flickering eyes, Wei Zheng really hated them now.

"Humph!"

"Aren't you willing to kneel here?"

"Then kneel down!"

"Don't you want to remonstrate to death?"

"I'm giving you this opportunity to order You Wuwei to surround me with the square of Tai Chi Hall. No one is allowed to come in or go out. It's all about their loyalty."

"I smile to the sky from the sidelines, and I will leave Kunlun with my heart and gall."

"If you think you can match these two sentences, I will allow you to be the epitaph after death."

"Wei Zheng come with me!"

Li Wenhao flicked his robe sleeves and walked towards Tai Chi Hall.

Walking to the entrance of the hall, seeing Wei Zheng still kneeling there with his head stuck to the ground, his originally comfortable mood turned out to be a little unhappy.

"Bring Wei Zheng in for me."

The people from You Wuwei walked up to Wei Zheng, "Master Wei offended you."

He set up Wei Zheng and entered the Tai Chi Hall.

At this time, Li Shimin was leaning on the chair in the Tai Chi Hall, and just about to sleep for a while, he was woken up by Li Wenhao and Wei Zheng.

"What are you doing back here, bastard?"

"Hiding from the rain, it's raining outside, afraid of catching cold, getting wind and cold."

Li Wenhao put the horizontal knife in his hand on the table, and reached out to take a cup of hot tea from the waiter, "Give Mr. Wei a cup too, and go make some ginger soup. Mr. Wei is weak, unlike us warriors who have contracted the wind and cold." It's not good."

Only then did Li Shimin notice Wei Zheng, who was in low spirits, and compared with Li Wenhao, who entered the hall with a knife, his head buzzed.

"This kid, it can't be, kill everyone except Wei Zheng!"