Datang: Showdown, your father and I are Li Shimin

Chapter 62

"Father, what Li Er means is that he is going to question his father. According to my son, it is better to get the salt out of your hands quickly, so as not to cause trouble!" Pei Xiu also begged Pei Ji bitterly, but Pei Ji seemed completely Can't listen.

I saw Pei Ji holding the corner of the table with one hand, his eyes wide open, blood red in his eyes, and the meridians on his forehead were bulging like bugs touching under the skin.

Seeing this, Pei Xiu stretched out his hand to comfort Pei Ji, while helping his father to sit back on the chair.

Before Pei Ji's butt touched the chair, he suddenly raised his arm, and the whole desk flew up together.

The inkstone on the table suddenly flew towards the door.

With a sound of "Boom!", it hit the boy's face neatly, and the ink in it immediately splashed the boy's face.

Seeing this, Pei Xiu quickly winked at the boy. The boy wiped his face in a panic while running towards the door. The blood and ink on his face were mixed together, looking very scary.

Pei Ji gritted his teeth, and let out a strange howl, like a crazy old cow.

"Fifty coins for a fight! Fifty coins! Even if the old man pours all the coarse salt into the river, I will never give it to you, Li Er!" Pei Ji let out a roar, and then suddenly fell on his back to the ground .

Seeing this, Pei Xiu anxiously shouted towards the door: "Come on! Come on! Find the doctor!"

At this time, Liu Xiuping, Zhou Zhan'an and the others outside the door had just returned, and when they heard the strange noise from the study and the shouts of their young master, they rushed into the study in fright.

I saw Pei Ji lying on his back on the ground, staring at the roof with blank eyes.

"Pei Xiang! Pei Xiang!" Liu Xiuping hastily rushed up, reaching out to pinch Pei Ji's people.

After pressing and rubbing for a long time, I heard Pei Ji take a sharp breath and "drink—" and came back to my senses.

But the pale face still showed Pei Ji's weakness at this time.

"Go to the doctor! Go to the doctor!" Pei Xiu yelled at Zhou Zhan'an and the others like he was going crazy.

Zhou Zhanan hurriedly said: "I have already sent someone, don't worry, young master! Prime Minister Pei will be fine!"

Several people worked together to move Pei Ji up a little bit. Not long after Pei Ji calmed down, he weakly waved at Pei Xiu: "Cong Jian, come here."

When Pei Xiu heard his father calling, he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt beside Pei Ji nervously: "Father, don't think too much, the doctor will be here soon, father, please rest for a while."

Pei Ji seemed to have not heard Pei Xiu's dissuasion, completely ignored Pei Xiu's reminder, grabbed Pei Xiu's hand and said: "In case the old man really makes a mistake, you must remember that Li Er, you are still here!" I owe the old man a few hundred thousand taels of silver, as well as the hoarded coarse salt, even if it rots and throws it away, it must not be handed over to Wei Zheng!"

Pei Ji became more and more excited as he spoke, and as soon as the last word came out of his mouth, Pei Ji's eyes bulged and his chest suddenly deflated.

"Pei Xiang! (Father!)" Pei Xiu and Liu Xiuping trembled in fright. Liu Xiuping quickly breathed with his fingers, and then touched the aorta on his neck.

"My lord, don't get excited, Prime Minister Pei just fainted, don't make any noise, wait for the doctor to come!" Liu Xiuping said while pulling Pei Xiu up from the ground.

At the same time, like the Pei family, there are other major clans.

Not long after the boy rushed back to their respective family residences, Li Cui, Lu Zheng and Wang's five families gathered again in a restaurant in a certain square in Chang'an City.

"How long has it been? I didn't expect that I would get together again in this ghostly place." Wang Xiao stretched out his huge belly and glanced at the crowd with a solemn expression.

Everyone basically had exactly the same mood and things, and sat on the chairs of the round table with a heavy heart.

"Everyone, I don't want to go around the corner anymore. It's basically the same thing to come here. Li Er collects the salt. Should we pay the tens of thousands of rough salt?" Zheng Yan knocked on the table directly. Throw the question out.

Everyone was speechless for a long time.

This matter is related to their business losses this time.

Although it is bound to suffer a blood loss this time, everyone still wants to struggle.

To submit or not to submit is a difficult decision to make.

"Fuck you! Fifty Wen a dou, when I received nearly five thousand Wen, wouldn't I pay for fifty Wen a dou?" Cui Yang violently hammered the table, teacups and wine bowls. Dumped quite a bit.

Everyone looked at Cui Yang speechlessly, and didn't say much, but silently picked up the wine bowl and teacup.

This guy has a very violent personality, and he knows some martial arts, and he is quite proficient in swordsmanship. Others in business are escorted by escorts. He often travels with caravans with a sword.

Whenever he encounters bandits, Cui Yang always returns safely covered in blood.

Lu Junyan also quickly agreed: "Yes, the coarse salt we collected at a huge price cannot be handed over to Li Er at such a low price, it is not worthwhile!"

The others followed suit and said nothing, only these two were unwilling to hand over the coarse salt to Li Er so easily.

After all, from the highest price of [-] to [-] Wen a dou, the price has suddenly dropped to [-] Wen a dou, it is difficult for anyone to accept it.

What's more, they are a group of very stingy businessmen.

Every penny lost is a "huge" price for them!

"If you don't hand it over to Li Er, I'm afraid there won't be any other market for this crude salt." Wang Xiao shook his head lightly.

Everyone continued to sit in their seats and sulk.

Not long after, children from several restaurants brought baskets of food.

The moment the last plate of food was put on the table, several servants from outside the door rushed in at the same time.

A few servants looked at the big brothers of various families sitting in the room, and didn't know whether they should report or not.

Wang Xiao glanced at the boys, casually pointed to his own and said, "What's the matter, you talk about it first."

Seeing this, the servant of the Wang family bowed his body quickly and said: "Go back to the prince, the price of salt in the royal salt shop has dropped again, and now it is [-] Wen a bucket."

After hearing this, the servants around nodded their heads again and again, indicating that they also came here for the news.

Wang Xiao casually took out a handful of copper coins from his bosom, threw them towards a few servants, and immediately waved towards the door.

The little servant quickly knelt down on the ground to thank him for his kindness, then started to grab it on his own, and left the restaurant instead.

"It seems that Li's second-hand refined salt is still being produced continuously, and the rough salt we have on hand is destined not to be thrown away." Wang Xiao turned to look at everyone present:
"Everyone, in my opinion, it's better to throw it away. If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood. If you lose this time, you will lose it. Your families should not even be able to afford this price."

The representatives of the other families showed embarrassment, as if they had eaten shit.

(End of this chapter)