The rise of the prince

Chapter 40 Revenge
"That's all." Li Ye sighed and sat down: "Don't cry, pour me some wine."

"Oh" Gillian responded, somewhat unexpected, wiped away tears, sat down obediently, and poured wine for him.

Li Ye was always sober, and his anger returned to his anger. The anger was that the old man hid him, but the old man was not an enemy anyway.Rationally speaking, the only conflict between him and the Wang family was the marriage that the emperor had spoken about, but Li Ye had already given him advice on this matter, and the old man knew about his cooperative attitude.Except for these King Xiao, they are even benefactors of the Wang family.

Emotionally speaking, so many old men in the world are indeed worthy of friendship. People need to be rational, but if they are too rational, they are machines. The value of a human being lies in human nature, and it is impossible without emotion.

"My son, this matter is not good between me and grandpa. I apologize to you. Are you really not angry?" Gillian asked in a low voice with her head lowered.

Dezheng pretended to be looking at the surrounding scenery, but in fact he kept glancing in his direction from the corner of his eye. How many times did he come to the third floor of this old man? .

Li Ye didn't answer, which made Gillian even more nervous, and quietly looked up at him.

"Can you play chess?" Li Ye asked suddenly.

"Yes!" Gillian quickly answered.

Li Ye waved his hand: "I'll ask your grandfather."

"The art of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the art of a gentleman, this old man will naturally know it." De Gong stroked Bai Huahua's beard and said forcefully.

"You wait." Li Ye ran downstairs while talking, and came up with the chessboard and chess box after a while, and put them directly at his feet, "Come on, let's talk about a game."

Gillian said worriedly: "My son, grandpa is very powerful."

Degong stroked his long beard proudly and laughed: "Oh, that's fine too. Seeing how angry you are, do you still want to beat the old man with chess skills? I have few opponents in Beijing."

Li Ye was not polite, he held the white first, put it on it with a brush, and Degong followed, stroking his beard with one hand, and laying down with the other, just like everyone else.

after awhile
Degong frowned, thinking for a long time before he dropped a word, and Li Ye almost followed behind him without hesitation.

in a while
Degong lowered his bearded hand, frowned, and stared at the chessboard tightly, unable to let go of the flag he was holding high for a long time.

"Hurry up." Li Ye tapped on the table.

"Huh, the old man will do it naturally if he wants to do it. I want you to talk more."

after a long time
The sunspots on the chessboard had been killed to pieces, they were defeated, and it was difficult to make a general trend. De Gong had a black face, the corners of his mouth were twitching, he hesitated for a long time, and finally had no choice but to admit defeat.

Gillian, who was watching chess, was too surprised to speak.

Li Ye stood up triumphantly, cupped his hands politely, and laughed loudly: "Mr. De, if you have something to do at home today, let's go first, and come to play chess often when you have free time in the future!"

Degong had a dark face, the corner of his mouth twitched for a long time, and he couldn't say it for a long time. If Gillian hadn't gently pulled the corner of his clothes, he might have jumped up.

Li Ye laughed and walked away as he said that, he was so happy that his revenge was avenged, and he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing the prince's figure disappearing at the top of the stairs, Gillian wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare to. She carefully glanced at her grandpa, only to find that grandpa no longer had a straight face, and shook his head with a wry smile: "I really can't see this kid." Thorough."

"Grandpa, aren't you angry?" Gillian asked.

"Oh, I still can't see that he is full of anger and has nowhere to vent, so he wants to make things difficult for the old man. How can I care about him." De Gong stroked his beard.

"Oh..." Gillian is sensible enough to stop asking, she knows chess, the world's chess players are unscrupulous and have no gentleman's style, but there are many masters, and they are indeed very powerful. Grandpa's blacks are completely powerless.
De Gong drank another cup, shook his head and said: "Look at what he has done in the past few days, he has insight into human nature, insight into people's hearts, and deep scheming. I am still a little worried. Scheming is a good thing, but it is easy to break after a while, and scheming is a monster.

But after seeing him for a long time, I feel that he is a straightforward, sincere and generous person, just like today.The old man really can't see through, can't see through."

As he spoke, De Gong suddenly looked up at his granddaughter: "A-Jiao, what do you think of him?"

When asked suddenly, Gillian was a little flustered, thought for a while and said: "Your Majesty is very good, I always feel that he is much better than those young masters downstairs today."

"Hehe, didn't you say that a man must be talented?" De Gong said with a smile.

Gillian thought for a while quietly, "I can't tell. I used to think so. Talented people have knowledge and generosity, but Shizi always feels that there are things in him that are more valuable than talent."

De Gong nodded with satisfaction: "It's a good thing that you can understand these things. It's a pity that you are a daughter, and you are much more thorough than your brothers, but the most thorough one is probably that kid." He changed his tone: "However, before you If you call me an asshole, why should I call you son now."

Gillian was stunned for a moment, her face flushed slightly: "The son of Prince Xiao should be called the son of the prince, which is in accordance with the etiquette. The etiquette has been respected since ancient times, so naturally he should be called this way." There are reasons and evidences, but the words are getting smaller and smaller.

Degong stroked his beard and remained silent.

When Li Ye went downstairs, he bumped into Xie Linjiang, Cao Yu, and Yan Junru. They were grateful and respectful to him, and they said a lot of polite words, and Li Ye returned the courtesy one by one. As for Zhong Li, who was walking with them, he seemed ashamed , had already left.

Li Ye declined their invitation, then went downstairs to find Ji Chunsheng, ready to go home.

Before leaving, I gave some explanations to Yan Kun, mainly about the expansion of business, of course they are all to the point, many things have to be done by Yan Kun, he can’t do it for him, the leader must know how to let go to achieve great things, otherwise he will tire himself out die.

"I'm just giving you some hints. After that, you have to think and do it yourself. Everyone in Tingyulou will have a better life." Li Ye was saying, and Yan Kun was listening. After these days, for Yan Kun, the prince who predicts things like a god and is unpredictable, has completely obeyed.

"For example, if guests want to come to Tingyulou, this place is remote. Not all of them are rich and have cars and sedan chairs, so we can start from this aspect."

Yan Kun thought for a while, then his eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "Your Majesty, are you saying that we can buy some cars and sedan chairs, and the camels make money?"

"It doesn't have to be bought, there are so many customers, just let you know before you leave, and call them a driver."

"Isn't that a loss of manpower?"

"Of course it can't be called for nothing. It depends on the number of people in Yulou every day. If it is really negotiated, how much can the coachman who runs non-stop every day earn? Tell the coachman in advance that he can do it, but every time he takes a profit from it, when the time comes The coachman doesn't have to run around, and we can also benefit from it." Li Ye said.

Only then did Yan Kun understand, and bowed again and again: "My son is smart, my son is smart! Tomorrow I will have someone contact the nearby sedan chair!"

"There are still many such opportunities, such as the river in front of the door after the spring, the basic necessities of the guests, everything can be done, as long as you use your brain more, it depends on human effort, and you have to think about it." Li Ye said and patted him on the shoulder. Ji Chun gave birth to the back hall.

It was white outside, the sky was dark, and it seemed that it was going to snow again.

"Uncle Ji, let's go home."

(End of this chapter)