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

"That's right, my lord, not only Chang'an, Hanhai Bookstore has also announced that they will open branch offices across the country, and all of them will cost five cents a book."

"Hurry up and think of a way!"

"Otherwise, all of our books will be thrown into our hands. That's nearly 1000 million yuan."

Wang Dao cried.

If this small 1000 million money is in vain like this, Wang Gui will be said a few words at most, but his kingly way may be ruined humanely.

After all, Wang Gui is a dignified third-rank member of the imperial court, one of the current cards of the Wang family, and the Wang family will not touch him no matter what, but the king's way may be miserable.

"Go to Hanhai Bookstore, aren't they five cents a book, you go and buy them all for me, let me see if 500 million is enough to buy him out of Hanhai Bookstore?"

Wang Gui is a little irrational now, or he doesn't want to be rational.

"No, my lord, Hanhai Bookstore has a rule that each person can buy up to five copies of each book."

"Now the threshold of their Hanhai Bookstore is almost broken, and our family hasn't sold a single book since morning."

Wang Gui rolled his eyes, and a ruthless look appeared on his face.

"Bring the young master over here."

At this time, Wang Gui has already become cruel, and he wants to make Li Wenhao bad, no matter what the cost.

He believed that if Li Wenhao came to power in the future, the end of the Five Surnames and Seven Wangs would come. No one would believe that he had united with the major families before, so today he will use this matter to let these families who are still living in their dreams have a good life. Get to know what kind of tiger and wolf this Li family father and son are.

"Dalang, I'm sorry, you're still suffering while you're alive, why don't you do something for the family, the family will never forget you."

Wang Gui is crazy, or in other words, the people of the family put the family first in everything. For the sake of the family, they may really be able to sacrifice their own son, especially this kind of son who is destined to be disabled for a lifetime.

It's not that Wang Gui only has such a son, but this is the biggest one. He has several concubines, who gave birth to no less than ten sons for him, and if there is no one, there will be no one!

Moreover, the sacrifice of this son can also bring him an improvement in the status of the family. This business can be done.

It is said that tiger poison does not eat its son, but now Wang Gui completely regards his son as a tool.

"Darang, you are here."

Wang Gui waved away everyone around him, leaving only his son in the room.

"Now you have seen the predicament of our lineage. In the final analysis, it is because you offended the prince, and my father wants to avenge you."

"But now we've lost, and it's a complete defeat. There is only one way to come back..."

Hearing what Wang Gui said, Wang Taichu was already crying, very heart-piercing.

"Father, let's not take revenge, okay?"

"Son doesn't want to die! Please, father."

Wang Taichu lost his hand and foot, and now he can only crawl towards Wang Gui, hoping that Wang Gui can consider their father-son relationship.

"Trash, how can my royal family produce you, a trash?"

"Have you forgotten what I taught you?"

"My Wang family has raised you for 20 years. You are well-clothed and well-fed. You are superior in every way. You should be content with all the glory and wealth. Now is the time for you to repay your kindness."

Wang Gui slapped Wang Taichu angrily, "Clean it up and walk decently, you won't die in vain, I will give you a grand funeral."

Wang Taichu knew that things were inevitable, so he held back his tears, straightened his hair and clothes, and climbed back to the chair.

"Wang Dao, carry the young master to Hanhai Bookstore, along the way, you have to..."

Wang Dao glanced at Wang Taichu, who looked like a dead man, and Wang Gui, who was calm, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly nodded in agreement.

"Go! Be pretty!"

Wang Gui waved his hands and didn't turn his head, allowing Wang Dao to let Wang Taichu be carried out. The one who was carried away with Wang Taichu also needed a coffin.

"Get out of the way, out of the way!"

Wang Dao led people to stop Wang Taichu and the coffin at the door of Hanhai Bookstore at the same time.

"Fathers and folks, come and judge us."

"This is the young owner of the Wang Family Publishing House. Just because he didn't agree to the prince's request, his hands and legs were interrupted. Now he has become a useless person."

"Nowadays, after the prince has made a lot of money from the Wang family, he is deliberately lowering the price. This clearly wants us to die."

"Folks, you have to decide for us."

When Wang Dao came up, he cried and complained, and Wang Taichu also burst into tears, with a look of resentment, but he didn't know whether he hated himself for being cruel, or hated Li Wenhao for being too cruel.
"My fellow literati, your five-cent-a-piece books are all stained with blood. Can you read on?"

"If the books of sages and sages are all stained red with blood, it's okay not to read this book; if it's the case for the crown prince, it's okay not to pursue this fame."

As soon as Wang Dao finished speaking, the scholars who were filled with righteous indignation shouted angrily, which aroused the sympathy of all the scholars.

Scholars still care about face. After all, everything is inferior, but reading is high.

"Prince is here!"

As early as when Wang Dao brought people here, Li Junxian sent someone to inform the prince, after all, this situation was beyond his ability to handle.

Li Wenhao walked over with a gloomy expression, and cast a contemptuous glance at Wang Dao and Wang Taichu.

"Bringing the coffin, do you want to show your ambition by death?"

"So what? Does His Royal Highness dare to do something?"

Ha ha!

Haha!

Hahaha!
Li Wenhao laughed outright.

I am afraid that Wang Lang, who was scolded to death by Zhuge Liang, is not so brazen.

"Dare, is there anything in this world that I dare not do?"

Li Wenhao raised the corner of his mouth and waved his hand behind him.

"Since Young Master Wang wants to show his ambition with death, let him be fulfilled."

"Put him in the coffin for me, and nail them all to death with two-foot nails."

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you."

"Young Master Wang, I will find you a place with good geomantic omen to bury you."

Li Wenhao patted the lid of the coffin, "Take it away, and find a place with good geomantic omen for Young Master Wang."

A team of soldiers came out from behind Li Junxian, carried the coffin onto the carriage, and drove towards the outside of the city, leaving the stunned Wang Dao here without knowing what to say.

According to Wang Gui's setting, it should be that the Wang family cried for a while, and finally Wang Taichu couldn't bear the humiliation and directly crashed to death on the coffin, and then criticized Li Wenhao wantonly. It doesn't matter whether it is the truth or not.

Anyway, after Wang Taichu died, Wang Gui could completely put the blame on the dead, but Li Wenhao's reputation would be rotten. Even if it was later clarified, he would leave a bad impression on the people. Li Wenhao has completely ruined his reputation a few times.

However, he never expected that Li Wenhao would directly put Wang Taichu into the coffin in the face of such a situation.

"Arrest them too and interrogate them carefully to see who has the guts to slander the Crown Prince."

Li Wenhao glanced at the chilling scholars and walked to the door of the bookstore.

"You are all scholars, you should understand the truth, I will say it again, if you understand it, you understand it, and if you don't understand it, you don't understand it."

"Ben Gong, intending to make books affordable for poor families all over the world, has developed a unique printing method that can print books on a large scale, which touched other people's cakes."

"The books sold out a few days ago and what happened today are all caused by them. The purpose is to knock me down and let you continue to buy high-priced books."

"There is indeed blood on these books, but the blood belongs to those profiteers."