Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

This group of pampered young masters from Chang'an City, upon seeing the cotton-padded clothes delivered, completely disregarded any semblance of decorum.

They charged forward like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

Cheng Chumo, taking advantage of his large size, easily pushed Du He, who was blocking his way, aside.

He grabbed a piece of clothing and pulled it out.

This clothing is much better than the coarse cotton-padded jacket that Li Chengqian just showed me.

It covers right up to your ankles.

The most outrageous thing is that there is a circle of wolf fur sewn around the collar.

Moreover, the cotton inside the garment is at least three times thicker than that of the regular version.

Cheng Chumo simply wrapped it around his body.

Feeling the warmth enveloping his body, Cheng Chumo sighed contentedly.

Then, he suddenly noticed that there were two more identical coats with fur collars inside his clothes.

Cheng Chumo reached out and grabbed the remaining two pieces, holding them tightly in his arms.

Changsun Chong finally managed to squeeze in, only to find Cheng Chumo hogging all three pieces of clothing.

"Cheng Chumo! Have you no shame? Wearing three layers? Are you trying to die of heat?"

Changsun Chong roared in exasperation.

"I'd like to."

Cheng Chumo hugged the clothes even tighter.

"I'm big and I get cold easily. Besides, my father is the Duke of Lu, what's wrong with me taking a couple more layers?"

Upon hearing this, Changsun Chong was immediately filled with rage.

Comparing family background? Who here can compare to him?

"So what if your father is a Duke? My father is the Emperor's brother-in-law!"

Changsun Chong turned to Du He and Fang Yi'ai and shouted,

"Brothers, this charcoal-faced guy is trying to hog all the food, can we let that go? Let's take him down."

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Du He rushed forward and grabbed Cheng Chumo's waist.

It's no wonder Du He reacted so strongly.

When Li Chengqian delivered the clothes, he deliberately sent two fewer items than intended.

Du He was small in stature and didn't manage to snag a single item.

"Hand over the clothes."

Du He roared.

Fang Yi'ai rushed out from the side, trying to snatch the clothes from Cheng Chumo's arms.

Although Cheng Chumo was strong, even a tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves.

He kicked Du He away, but Changsun Chong grabbed him by the collar.

A full-blown brawl broke out inside the tent.

Apart from military second-generation figures like Cheng Chumo, the rest of these second-generation elites, like Du He and other cultural second-generation figures, were basically just wildly throwing punches.

Changsun Chong was punched in the face by Cheng Chumo.

Cheng Chumo wasn't much better off; Changsun Chong grabbed his hair and pulled out a small handful.

The most tragic one was Fang Yi'ai.

Because of his large size, and the fact that he was the most capable fighter among the second-generation intellectuals.

He was immediately given special attention by Cheng Chumo.

He was also accidentally injured by Du He and Changsun Chong.

It was pressed to the bottom.

"Ouch! It's broken... Don't step on it..."

Several people rolled around on the ground.

Du He got angry and bit Cheng Chumo's shoulder.

However, Cheng Chumo was wearing a cotton-padded coat, so his bite wasn't very lethal.

"Are you fucking a dog?"

Cheng Chumo cursed loudly.

At this moment, Li Jing was accompanying Li Chengqian on a tour of the camp to check on the distribution of winter clothing.

Upon hearing the commotion, Li Jing's face darkened immediately.

Li Jing abruptly lifted the curtain.

The scene inside the tent nearly caused this Tang Dynasty soldier to suffer internal injuries from anger.

A group of the most powerful and wealthy young men of the Tang Dynasty were rolling around on the ground, their clothes disheveled.

"stop!"

Li Jing roared in anger.

The second-generation rich kids were so frightened that they quickly let go and scrambled to their feet.

"Fighting in the military camp? You guys have some nerve."

Do you think I wouldn't dare do anything to you?

"Guards! Drag these bastards out of here! Each of them will receive thirty strokes of the military rod!"

The guards rushed in immediately.

The second-generation rich kids were completely terrified.

That's thirty strokes of the military rod.

After enduring this freezing weather, it's basically time to say goodbye to this expedition.

Changsun Chong knelt down with a thud:

"General, spare us! It was Cheng Chumo who hoarded the cotton-padded coats and refused to share them with us!"

Cheng Chumo said, unconvinced:

"Bullshit! It was clearly a group of you who beat me up."

Seeing that Li Jing was truly enraged, Li Chengqian slowly walked in from behind.

"Uncle Li, wait a moment."

Li Chengqian waved for his guards to leave.

How could he let Li Jing ruin the pit he had painstakingly dug?

Li Jing frowned and said:

"Your Highness, military discipline is paramount. If these scoundrels are not severely punished, how will we be able to command respect in the future?"

Li Chengqian smiled and said:

"Uncle Li, please calm down. They are new to the army and don't know the rules yet."

Besides, if you really hurt them, those old foxes in Chang'an will probably fight you to the death.

Li Chengqian looked around.

"I have a more profound way of dealing with them. Uncle Li, why don't you leave this matter to me?"

Li Jing snorted coldly:

"Since Your Highness has spoken, then I will grant you face. If there is a next time, I will execute you without mercy."

Li Jing turned around and left immediately.

Li Chengqian walked around the group of people with his hands behind his back.

"Look at yourselves now, do you still look like the sons of noble families?"

"Would they really fight tooth and nail over a few pieces of clothing?"

Li Chengqian pointed to the top of Cheng Chumo's head,

"Hey! You've had your hair pulled bald? Aren't you ashamed? If you went out like this and said you were Cheng Zhijie's son, do you think your dad would send you back to the 'makeover'?"

Cheng Chumo covered his head, his face filled with terror.

My own father would absolutely do something like that.

After all, he was a man who called himself the number one war god of the Tang Dynasty.

"What did I tell you before I went to war? We are one body, and we must live and die together."

What about your camaraderie?

Changsun Chong muttered aggrievedly:

"Your Highness, it's really not our fault. There were only three pieces of clothing, and Cheng Chumo took them all."

"You dare talk back?"

Li Chengqian glared at him.

"Even the dogs in the logistics battalion know to share their food. And you? You're not even as good as dogs?"

The second-generation rich kids were so badly criticized they couldn't even lift their heads.

Li Chengqian walked up to Cheng Chumo and reached out to touch the cotton coat with the fur collar.

"These clothes were specially made by me. They are made with the fur of snow wolves from Liaodong, and the cotton inside is doubled."

I originally intended to test your willingness to be courteous, but who knew you would resort to violence so readily.

Li Chengqian had a very helpless expression on his face.

"Since you don't even have this much awareness, then I can only proceed according to official procedures."

Li Chengqian shouted towards the outside of the tent:

"Xiao Shunzi".

Xiao Shunzi walked in with paper and pen.

"Your Highness, this thickened version of the immunization is an added-value service provided by the logistics department. There is no such expense in the imperial court's military budget."

Li Chengqian pointed directly to the clothes in Cheng Chumo's arms and said:

"Even close brothers should keep clear accounts. If you want these clothes, pay for them."

Changsun Chong was taken aback:

"Buy? Your Highness, how much is this dress?"

Li Chengqian simply held up five fingers.

"Five hundred strings of cash."

The tent fell silent instantly.

Cheng Chumo said in horror:

"Five hundred strings of cash? Your Highness, are you robbing me? In Chang'an, five hundred strings of cash can buy ten Western Region women."

Li Chengqian's face darkened upon hearing this:

"You think it's too expensive? Fine. Xiao Shunzi, take the clothes back."

Make them take off their coats and go stand guard in the snow. The wind is quite strong tonight; it'll help them clear their heads."

"No! I'll buy it. I'll buy it, okay?"

Cheng Chumo hurriedly shouted.

With that awful weather outside, you'd freeze solid even while wearing your coat, let alone take it off.

Li Chengqian nodded in satisfaction.

"That's more like it. We didn't ask you to pay up now. Xiao Shunzi, get them some paper and a pen."

Li Chengqian patted Changsun Chong on the shoulder.

"Cousin, write an IOU. This outfit is a lifesaver. Is five hundred strings of cash too much for a life?"

Besides, once the war is over and we return to Chang'an, you can take the IOU to your uncle for reimbursement.

"Your uncle loves you so much, what's a mere five hundred strings of cash?"

Upon hearing this, Changsun Chong immediately stopped worrying about the money.

Anyway, it's his dad's money that's being swindled, not his own.

"I wrote."

Changsun Chong took the pen and said.

Seeing this, the remaining people all expressed their willingness to pay.

Soon, dozens of IOUs with fingerprints were in Li Chengqian's hands.

Li Chengqian flicked the IOU in his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

This wave will allow us to take another piece of meat from those old foxes in Chang'an.