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Chapter 25: I Thought You Were a Pilgrim

Li Shimin felt that he had been pushed to his throat by anger.
But after thinking about it carefully, the matter of the official business of the salt and iron was proposed by Fang Xuanling, and it seemed to have nothing to do with him, Li Shimin.
Li Shimin was not so angry now.
He also wanted to ask Zhao Chen to help him think of ways to enrich his treasury.
"Zhao Chen." Li Shimin showed the expression of a big bad wolf on his face, and he looked at Zhao Chen with a smile.
It made Zhao Chen feel like he was being targeted.
Not to mention, although Lao Li is usually a little crazy, his eyes are still quite sharp.
Take a look, it puts a lot of pressure.
But Zhao Chen didn't care.
"It's getting late, and you've had the meal. Today, for the sake of my aunt, I won't accept your money for food and drinks. Let's go back!" Zhao Chen waved his hand, got up, and was about to walk to the backyard.
This old head Li was so intimate with him just now, and he must have been holding his bad farts in his stomach.
"Boy Zhao, wait, you have not finished saying something yet?" Li Shimin quickly stood up, grabbed Zhao Chen, and held Zhao Chen on the bench with a smile on his face.
"If you said, this is not OK, then it is not OK. If the treasury is empty, how can the Tang Dynasty spend money to improve people's livelihood?"
"How can I resist the possible wars?" Li Shimin sat opposite Zhao Chen and asked curiously.
Zhao Chen raised his head and looked at Li Shimin and joked: "Old Li, why are you a businessman in Shu, caring about so much?"
"I don't know, I thought you were a pilgrimage."
Zhao Chen just said it casually, and was annoyed by Li Shimin's questioning, and his tone was a little complaining.
But in Li Shimin's ears, he suddenly burst into his heart, thinking that he had been exposed.
Fortunately, Zhao Chen fiddled with the teacup in front of him and did not look at him.
I thought this kid...
"As the people of the Tang Dynasty, we all have the responsibility to jointly assume the country of the Tang Dynasty."
"Besides, I can also tell you to your aunt. If it can be passed into the ears of the saint, it may be rewarded to you!" Li Shimin smiled, but hid the worries in his heart just now.
"Don't, don't just think about everything and tell the saint, I just want to live a good life like this, don't make any troubles to come and bother me." Zhao Chen waved his hands repeatedly.
In his words, he disliked the saints of the Tang Dynasty.
"In this way, I'll tell you a good way to get rich." Zhao Chen waved to Li Shimin and signaled him to get closer.
Li Shimin raised his eyebrows, how dare this kid let me do this?
I have never been beaten by the emperor.
"How delicious did yesterday's wine taste?" Zhao Chen asked with a smile.
Can that wine be bad?
Although it is intoxicating, Li Shimin is still savoring the mellow taste until now.
I originally thought that when I left by myself, I would not secretly go to the two halls when Zhao Chen was not paying attention.
This is not stealing.
How can I say that I steal my son’s things?
Li Shimin thought to himself.
"The taste is OK!" Li Shimin nodded.
I am the emperor, so I can't show that I have never seen the market.
Even if there was nectar in front of him, he would still be very calm.
Zhao Chen just smiled, but did not expose Lao Li's quibbling, and said with a smile: "Wine is not a must-have for the people's lives, but it is an indispensable item in the rich family."
"If you want to enrich the treasury, you can start with wine."
"How to start?" Li Shimin asked.
"Charge taxes." Zhao Chen replied.
"Don't think about the official business of the wine industry, or you'll be fishing in the dry pond."
"There are now three million households in the Tang Dynasty. Sacrifices require wine. Weddings and funerals, and people are invited to have wine."
"No matter how much wine is needed for those rich people a year, these three million households always need ten kilograms of wine per household a year."
"A pound of wine costs twenty cents, which is not expensive. The court taxes two, and each household can get forty cents."
"Three million households are 12 million, and 120,000 guan."
"Which wealthy businessmen need a luxury year is more than a thousand pounds of wine. Although the number of luxury people is small, they consume more than that of civilians."
"If you can control the wine industry and take taxes, the Tang Dynasty's treasury can increase its income by at least 200,000 guan a year." Zhao Chen said slowly.
Regulating the wine industry will not only not endanger the survival of the people, but also enrich the Tang Dynasty's treasury.
Li Shimin thought it was feasible.
In the past few years of the early Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty's fiscal revenue was less than 2 million yuan.
Zhao Chen, a kid, could only enrich the treasury by just talking casually.
10% is a lot, especially for Li Shimin, who is short of money now.
Old Li looked at Zhao Chen, his eyes full of dazzling colors, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
...
Li Ruoshuang returned to the Duke of Wei's Mansion with some anxiety.
Although she is fierce outside, her mother Hongfunu is much better than her.
Especially in today's situation.
I came back wearing a man's clothes, if my mother saw it...
"Ruoshuang!" Li Ruoshuang quickly walked into the mansion.
Thinking of going around the front yard, my mother was sitting in the front yard waiting for me.
Li Ruoshuang said intimately that he was lucky and quickly walked forward and shouted, "Good morning, Mother."
"Ash, you haven't returned all night last night, where did you go?" Hong Fu Nu glanced at Li Ruoshuang and said lightly.
Seeing that she was wearing a man's clothes, Hongfu Nu stood up suddenly.
Although the women in the Tang Dynasty were fierce, there were even more cases of women leaving their husbands.
But there has never been a rumor that a woman did not return all night before leaving the boudoir and even lost her clothes.
Such a thing happened especially at the home of Duke Wei Li Jing.
If this matter is spread, where will the face of the dignified Duke of Wei be put?
"What's going on? Why are you wearing a man's clothes and your own clothes?" Hong Fu Nu's face looked ugly and she questioned Li Ruoshuang.
"I was drunk yesterday and vomited all over. In desperation, I took a dress from the shopkeeper of the tavern..."
"Li Ruoshuang, you!" Hong Fu Nu's face turned black.
Li Ruoshuang actually got drunk in the tavern.
I haven't returned yet another night, and with her beautiful appearance, wouldn't it be taken advantage of by others?
Li Ruoshuang was not happy at all, and at this moment, she felt increasingly unhappy when she heard her mother yelling at her.
Li Ruoshuang, who inherited the tough personality of Hongfu Nu, was not willing to listen to the precepts.
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with drinking alcohol outside?"
"The person who dares to take advantage of me has not been born yet. Mom, what are you going to worry about?" Li Ruoshuang looked at Hong Funn and said impatiently.
The needle pointed at the wheat horn, and the angry Hongfu girl almost died directly.
Hong Funu thought to herself that she was worried about Li Ruoshuang, but she expected that she would talk to her like this.
I was really angry.
"Who is that kid?" Hong Funu resisted the urge to come to the door.
"I will deal with this matter myself, so you don't have to worry about it." Li Ruoshuang said.
"Tell me, where did you go last night? Otherwise I will send a message to your father..."
"Pingkangfang Forget Tavern." When Li Ruoshuang heard that he wanted to send a message to his father Li Jing, he immediately became angry.
Li Ruoshuang has a fearless personality, and even her mother, Hong Fu Nu, cannot control her.
When he heard his father Li Jing, Li Ruoshuang was like a mouse seeing a cat.
"Don't you know where Pingkangfang is?" Hongfu Nu said angrily.
Pingkangfang is a city that never sleeps. It has the largest brothel in Chang'an City. Merchants, wealthy businessmen, and scholars all live here.
Hongfu Nu firmly believed that there was no good person in Pingkangfang.
Li Ruoshuang never returned all night in Pingkangfang...
"You are punished to be confined. Without my permission, you are not allowed to step out of the mansion. I will go to the Forget-Ware Tavern tomorrow!" Hongfu Nu said angrily, turning around and leaving.
"Whatever you want, go wherever you like." Li Ruoshuang said coldly, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!
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