The snow has stopped, but the sky has not cleared up. A cold wind is blowing in the palace, carrying snow particles and hitting people's faces, like needles pricking them.

Three hundred thousand stone coal can net a profit of more than two hundred thousand gold. If we only buy grain, it will be enough to feed nearly 20,000 soldiers and civilians in Hexi for two to three years...

Make a fortune!

Li Chengzhi’s smiling eyes were not eyes, his eyebrows were not eyebrows, and he left the palace with brisk steps.

As soon as the warrior opened the door, he suddenly felt a black shadow coming from one side. Li Chengzhi was so frightened that he almost pulled out the sharp blade hidden in his sleeve.

He is a martial arts minister or a tiger general. He is responsible for protecting the knights, so he can carry weapons in front of the emperor. There is a waist sword hanging by his waist. The reason why he also hides a short sword in his sleeve is that it is much closer than the waist sword.<

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Who gave him too many enemies?

The sharp blade came out of his sleeve, and when he suddenly heard a roar, Li Chengzhi stuffed it back forcefully.

"What a thief, you almost killed me... Why didn't you tell me earlier that your charcoal poison can't kill anyone?"

Is he actually King Yingchuan?

Yuan Yong jumped up and lay on Li Chengzhi's back, like a bear, cursing and yelling.

Li Chengzhi made a move to throw him down, and then said with a cold laugh: "Your Highness, it makes no sense. What would you do if I told you? Do you want to make and sell it yourself?"

I can’t help but kill you!

"Selling a bird feather?"

Knowing that he could not take advantage of Li Chengzhi, Yuan Yong jumped down and cursed angrily, "If you really can relieve the common people's suffering and hardship, let alone 30,000 yuan a year, it is three million gold a year. I will never do it alone."

Rent it to you..."

Hmm?

If you don’t make money, is this still Yuan Yong?

Li Chengzhi took a closer look and saw Yuan Yong's eyes staring at the palace door, turning around. Looking back, he saw that the ears of the Changhemen were about to close, making a "dong" sound. The moment they closed,

, Li Chengzhi caught a glimpse of a yellow ribbon flashing through the crack of the door. It should be the small yellow gate guarding the palace gate...

Good guy, are you delivering a message to the emperor?

Seeing that the palace gate was closed and there were no more ears around, Yuan Yong's face fell and he suddenly got excited: "I almost got killed by you, a thief..."

Seeing Li Chengzhi's expression of loneliness and doubt, Yuan Yong pulled him towards the carriage and cursed in a low voice: "How old are you, how ignorant are you? You are the richest in the world, and you have reached the top of the world.

, what are you doing with so much fame, are you doing something illegal?"

Li Chengzhi suddenly realized: It turns out that what happened in the palace was not because he was jealous of wealth and went back on his word. It was because he was afraid of being jealous of the emperor?

Just like Yuan Xie, his reputation was so prosperous during his lifetime that both the government and the public praised him as a wise king. What was the result?

No wonder he made a scene in front of the emperor like a riot, but the emperor didn't get angry at all, and just stabbed him with cold words?

Li Chengzhi said helplessly: "Your Highness, is it possible?"

"Why not?"

Yuan Yong forced him to get on the carriage, "If you only want to make money, I will not bother to care about you. But you must 'popularize the world', 'benefit the people', and engage in the business of robbing the rich and giving to the poor? Think about it,

Is this the nature of being lonely? Only when I lose my mind and go crazy will I mix with you..."

As he spoke, he took the deed into his arms and threw the deed on Li Chengzhi's lap: "Return the orphan's share as soon as possible... Don't worry, 450,000 gold will be delivered to the house by night at the latest..."
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Real compensation?

"What about Tanshan?"

"What do you care about Tanshan?" Yuan Yong was very annoyed, "It's Jinshan, and I will never touch him..."

Li Chengzhi rolled his eyes.

Since Yuan Yong is not here to steal business, it would be unreasonable to ask him for liquidated damages. Otherwise, how can we cooperate in the future?

"Even His Highness doesn't care about money, so how can a lower-level official be a person who wants to make an extravagant effort? Breaking the gold three times is just a joke..."

"Fart!" Yuan Yong's eyes widened, "How dare you joke in front of His Majesty? Furthermore, who said that I don't love money? Although I do love money, I can get it in a wise way..."

For fear that Li Chengzhi would regret it, Yuan Yong stuffed the deed into his arms and said with a cold smile: "But don't think that I'm giving you this money in vain... Four hundred and fifty thousand gold is enough to buy it."

How many little ladies? Just like that ice, that strong wine, that tofu, or that salt, no matter what you do for a living, give me a piece of it, I will not rush you, let you think about it slowly... these forty-five

Ten thousand yuan should be regarded as a deposit..."

And such a good thing, this is 450,000 gold?

Looking at Yuan Yong again, it’s so unpleasant!

Li Chengzhi leaned forward with a playful smile: "There is really a business: just like the snow-white frosting outside the car, what do you think, Your Highness?"

"Is there such a good thing?" Yuan Yong rolled his eyes, "How long does it take to earn a million gold?"

Li Chengzhi took a deep breath: Do you really dare to think about it?

Stone honey (the collective name for sugar and honey) is already expensive, and non-rich families dare not enjoy it. The white sugar made from it can only be more expensive. And it is not as indispensable as salt. You can earn tens of thousands to tens of thousands a year.

One hundred thousand gold is enough. But Yuan Yong wants to earn a million?

Li Chengzhi hesitated and said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

Does that mean you can’t?

Yuan Yong said impatiently: "Then think about it again!"

"It's really gone!" Li Chengzhi spread his hands and said, "The business of tofu was given to King Ruyang, the business of refined salt was given to King Qinghe, the business of hot pot was given to King Hejian, and even Lelou lost money because of Wei Qing's nephew.

Take care of.

Apart from charcoal, only iron furnaces are left. Although the profit from this item is huge, rich families can only use it if they have earth dragons, so the water can only flow slowly. Therefore, in one or two years, there is no way to make a million..."

"Who said there is no more?"

Yuan Yong rolled his eyes, "Your uncle has been going to conquer Shu since the beginning of spring. How can you protect this golden mountain of smoothies with just your third year in high school..."

Li Chengzhi's eyes suddenly popped up: Yuan Yong wants to poach Gao Zhao?

What good things are you thinking about?

Before he could open his mouth, Yuan Yong scolded: "Why are you panicking? No matter how unbearable I am, Yuan Simu, I can't stab my uncle in the back. It was my uncle who took the initiative to find me, confessed the matter, and instructed me to come and find you.

..."

Li Chengzhi sighed with sadness and immediately believed 70% to 80% of it.

Gao Zhao has always been scheming, so it’s not surprising that he would do something like this.

Gao Zhan is too simple, and he may not be able to appreciate this golden mountain. Li Chengzhi is too busy and has too many trivial matters to just take care of Gao Zhan every day. Therefore, the third year of high school may be plotted by others.

Furthermore, although the Gao family is not as wealthy as Yuan Yong and Yuan Chen, they are not that poor. Whether or not they make money is a matter of choice. Rather than inviting disaster, it is better to go along with the flow and do favors.<

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Gao Zhao's move is to leave some incense. After he leaves Beijing, he can ask Yuan Yong to take care of the Gao family. The main thing is to build a bridge for Li Chengzhi...

Ask yourself, Gao Zhao is quite good to him. But he is good, delaying the marriage contract again and again!

Li Chengzhi said with emotion: "It is Sikong's explanation, and the lower officials should obey it."

"That's good! Anyway, it's still early. As for the specifics, it won't be too late to discuss it in the spring, and I won't rush you..."

Yuan Yong smiled brightly, "I'm on my way, I'll take you back home!"

With such attentiveness, Li Chengzhi felt uncomfortable and quickly refused: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness... Your Majesty's carriage is still under the shed outside the palace, so I have to take it back!"

"It's up to you!"

Yuan Yong did everything he could. Seeing Li Chengzhi get out of the car, he promised again, "Don't worry, 450,000 gold will be delivered to your house by night at the latest!"

"How dare you not trust His Highness?"

Li Chengzhi cupped his hands with a smile on his face.

It wasn't until the carriage was far away that he came to his senses: Only 450,000 gold?

Among them, there is also the rent of 150,000 yuan that he has paid to Yuan Yong?

This old thief never forgets to make plans...

A sudden heavy snowfall forced all parts of the government to temporarily suspend work. I have nothing to do at home, so the driver today was Li Liang.

Li Chengzhi did not enter the carriage, but wore a curtain hat to protect the snow and sat side by side with Li Liang on the carriage shaft.

While walking and chatting, the carriage left the inner city unknowingly.

After leaving Guangmo Gate, after walking only a few dozen feet, there was a sudden "bang" in my ears. Then I heard a loud Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

The sound of the bell came from Yinxuan Temple, and it should be that the practicing monks had finished their morning classes.

Through the veil, Li Chengzhi glanced at the nearly six-foot-tall pagoda in the temple and asked suspiciously: "It only took half a year to build it so high. It seems that it is not yet completed. I don't know what it will be used for?"
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To be continued...