Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 140: Angry and vomiting blood
Early the next morning, Fu Yuan invited Yin Ping'er to his house to tell him a story. Naturally, he had no interest in Yin Ping'er.

The reason for inviting Yin Ping'er into the house was to use Yin Ping'er to take over the Yang family's bookstore.

This was naturally not a difficult task for Fu Yuan, after all, he was just a bookseller in Shuntian Prefecture. In addition, Yang Yuzhen obeyed Yin Ping'er's words, and the Yang family's supplier also gave him a guarantee. So Fu Yuan almost completed the nominal annexation of the Yang family's bookstore that morning.

It’s just that Yang Yuzhen was still kept in the dark.

Fu Han got off work late today. The Ministry of Rites had been holding a meeting all day, and Fu Han did not return until the evening.

During dinner, Fu Han couldn't help but complain while eating: "It's just a discussion of a civilian business issue. Is it necessary to take the entire Ministry of Rites to discuss it until now?"

"If you don't know, you might think that all the merchants in Ming Dynasty care about running the newspaper business."

After saying this, Fu Yuan's hand holding the dish suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He mechanically turned his head to look at his father, and after a moment's silence, he asked, "What, what do you mean?"

Fu Han waved his hand casually and said, "Nothing. The six ministries of the cabinet have made regulations on the newspaper industry. Except for Shuntian Newspaper, no other businessmen are allowed to operate the newspaper industry."

"The Ministry of Rites is discussing this matter today, and a notice will be posted to the world tomorrow."

Fu Yuan was completely stunned, his voice became hoarse, and he asked, "Why?"

Fu Han saw that his eldest son looked strange, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you? Is there any problem?"

Fu Yuan's breathing was rapid, his eyes were red, his whole body was trembling slightly, he suppressed his anger and growled in a low voice, asking word by word: "Why!"

puff!
After Fu Han said these three words, blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth.

He is an extremely confident and proud person. Such people have a common problem: any failure will make them feel the most painful blow.

"Are you OK?"

Fu Han was terrified, for he knew his eldest son's temperament too well. He was smart, competitive, and would not allow himself to fail. He could govern a country by being in the government or governing the people by being in the underworld. He had been scheming all his life and had never made any mistakes in anything!

Seeing Fu Yuan’s pale face and trembling lips, Fu Han knew something was wrong.

Fu Yuan covered his chest and waved his hands, saying, "I'm fine. Dad, please explain clearly why the court does not allow any businessman to run a newspaper business again?"

Fu Han glanced at his second son Fu Wan, who was busy eating, and said sternly, "Go and get a doctor for your eldest brother! Go now!"

"Yuan'er, I don't know why the court suddenly made this decision. In fact, since yesterday, the six ministries of the cabinet have been discussing with the emperor whether Shuntian Newspaper is suitable to continue operating."

"Earlier, an imperial censor from the Censorate suggested that the newspaper be banned, but the emperor held back at that time."

"The six ministries of the cabinet came up with this conclusion yesterday, and only today did they inform the Ministry of Rites to implement it."

Fu Yuan's face turned terribly pale, and he asked hysterically: "Then why didn't you say it yesterday?"

"Why didn't you say anything when the Censorate submitted a petition about this?!"

Fu Han was afraid that something might happen to his eldest son, so he could only say: "This is not a big deal, and I didn't pay much attention to it. It's my fault. What on earth are you..."

Fu Yuan didn't listen any more, stood up and staggered towards the study.

It turns out that I was the one being plotted against?
joke!

He also went to see Chen Ce with the attitude of a winner, and he thought he could use his financial resources to gradually erode Chen Ce's newspaper business.

Now he suddenly realized that he was a complete loser and that Chen Ce had been teasing him from the beginning to the end.

He was like a monkey, being toyed with and applauded by Chen Ce, yet he was complacent and unaware of it.

He had never felt such a humiliating scene before. His heart felt like it was being hit hard by a heavy hammer. The continuous hitting made his breathing become difficult.

Failure is not terrible to some people, but it must be terrible to Fu Yuan!

He can lose money, no matter how much, as long as he can win, money is not important to him.

But now, not only did he lose a lot of money, he also lost, completely lost to Chen Ce!
He couldn't accept this no matter what.

There was a knock on the study door. Fu Han was really worried that something had happened to his eldest son. He still didn't understand what had happened.

How could he let his eldest son become so depraved? He had never seen such an expression on his eldest son's face!
Bang bang bang!
In the study, there were sounds of porcelain breaking and books falling to the ground.

"Yuan'er, are you okay?"

"Don't scare your father."

"Break the door open, quick!"

Fu Han immediately ordered the servants to knock open the door. The study was in disarray and a mess. Fu Yuan was sitting on the armchair with dull eyes, like a willow catkin that had been drained of energy, with his eyes empty and lifeless.

"Yuan'er, don't scare daddy."

"What happened?"

Fu Yuan stared at Fu Han blankly and sneered, "I lost."

"Defeated to a pariah."

“In a business that I’m proud of.”

"I have managed my Fu family into the largest merchant family in Linjiang Prefecture without relying on any family resources."

Fu Han knew all these things. The Fu family was very rich and they were the richest family in Linjiang Prefecture. These were all done by Fu Yuan.

"But I was defeated by a lowly person from Shuntian Prefecture."

"Haha, he's making a fool of me. In his eyes, I'm just a clown!"

"He's playing a trick on me... because of you! Because of you!"

Fu Yuan pointed at Fu Han and roared, "If you had told me about the court earlier..."

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with you. You won't tell me, and no one will tell him either."

"But why can he calculate these things?"

Fu Han had tears in his eyes. At this moment, what was the difference between his son and a madman? How big a blow must he have suffered to be like this?

But he still didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't even understand what his son said.

Hoo, ho, ho!
Fu Yuan took a few deep breaths, waved his hand weakly, and said to Fu Han: "It's okay, Dad, go back, let me be alone for a while."

"Dad is worried. Now that the doctor is here, ask him to diagnose you." Fu Han said with concern.

"No, I said no! I'm fine!"

"Are you laughing at me? Are you going to bring someone to laugh at me?"

"Go, go quickly! Close the door, I said I'm fine!" Fu Yuan screamed.

"Okay, okay, Dad will leave right away. Don't be impulsive. I'm here for you. If anyone bullies you, tell me and I'll make him suffer."

Fu Han closed the door carefully, not daring to disturb his eldest son any further.

"Dad, let me tell you, my brother is just too competitive. It's obvious. He lost the business battle with others and couldn't stand the blow, so he became like this."

Fu Wan muttered quietly outside the door.

Fu Han said angrily: "Shut up! He is your biological brother!"

(End of this chapter)