Du Ruhui shook his head and said slowly: "Your Majesty attaches great importance to King Yan now. If you want to marry your eldest son, Sun Wan'er, to King Yan, what should you do?"
"Haha, King Yan is now favored by His Majesty even more than His Highness the Crown Prince, and King Yan is also a talented person, so marrying King Yan is also a good choice!"
Fang Xuanling echoed on the side.
These words were naturally made by Fang Xuanling. They all knew that Changsun Wuji and King Yan Li You had some issues with each other, so they said this casually and deliberately.
Sure enough, after hearing what Fang and Du said, Changsun Wuji immediately became excited, "Bah, bah, you two have such clumsy mouths! This is impossible!"
"Now His Majesty indeed loves King Yan, but the prince is the prince, and the prince is the future of the Tang Dynasty!"
"You don't have to worry about the marriage of the girl from my eldest grandson's family!"
"Haha! It's true that the two of us have thought too much. Let's think more about how to implement the night market economy!" Fang Xuanling said with a smile.
"Indeed, it can be seen that His Majesty attaches great importance to the construction of this night market. If we do not do well, we will inevitably be punished!"
"Hahaha, you're right! I'm also looking forward to the Chang'an Night Market!"
………
Fang Xuanling returned to Zhongshu Province and immediately started drafting the edict:
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty issued an order to cancel the curfew in Chang'an City with immediate effect!
Once this edict was issued, the people in Chang'an City were excited!
"Haha, the curfew has finally been lifted!"
"This is a great thing!"
"Every night when I stay at home, I almost have nothing to do!"
"Now that the world is at peace, the lifting of the curfew is in line with public opinion."
"Your Majesty is so wise! He is truly the emperor who understands us people best."
…
The people of Chang'an were very satisfied and happy with the lifting of the curfew.
Some people who were already street vendors saw the opportunity and began to prepare to set up night stalls.
On the first night when the curfew was lifted, the entire city of Chang'an was no longer lifeless, but became more and more lively.
Night stall vendors have occupied their spots early in the morning.
Ordinary people also take their relatives and friends out of their homes, stroll along Chang'an Avenue and enjoy the beauty of the night market!
On the first day alone, the excitement was even more lively than during the day.
Not only is it lively, but the vendors on both sides of the street are also making a lot of money.
Soon, the people of Chang'an who were wandering around the night market smelled the aroma, which was exactly the aroma of hot pot.
Under the arrangement of the imperial court, a hot pot restaurant was opened in East Market and West Market.
Dozens of hot pots were being cooked, and the aroma spread throughout the street. Many people came over after smelling the smell.
"What does this smell like? It smells so good!"
"Hot pot! You don't know about this? It is said that it came from the palace, and even the emperor likes to eat it!"
"This smells delicious!"
"I've heard about it for a long time. I always thought that only nobles could eat this thing. I didn't expect that now I can eat it in the night market!"
"Haha, what are you waiting for? Boss, give me a pot!"
"I want it too, I want it too, our whole family will come to eat!"
…
Not long after the night market started, the hot pot restaurants in the east and west cities were full, and the queues stretched all along the streets.
But soon, Changsun Wuji and Du Ruhui also asked their servants to set up hot pot stalls directly on the roadside.
It can be regarded as relieving the pressure on official hotpot restaurants.
Just one night.
The Changsun family and the Du family made a lot of money!
Although it is unseemly for court ministers to open a hotpot restaurant to make money, and they are often invited to participate by the censors, this time it is different. Not only did the censors not participate, but they wrote letters one by one to praise Changsun Wuji and Du Ruhui, asking for awards for their inventions.
When Li Shimin came down to ask about the hot pot people, he discovered that these censors went directly to the hot pot restaurant for team building that night!
Cheng Zhijie and Yuchi Gong also discovered this good idea to make money, and they no longer cried for money.
Instead, following the example of the Changsun family, the Du family also opened a hotpot restaurant on Chang'an Avenue!
So, the next day.
There are many more hot pot restaurants in Chang'an City.
Realizing this, Changsun Wuji and Du Ruhui got together.
"Keming, it's strange, why suddenly there are so many hot pot restaurants today!"
"Haha, look at the big black man greeting customers at the door of the hot pot restaurant over there, and the big guy greeting customers across the street!"
Du Ruhui smiled slightly, pointed into the distance and said.
It was Yu Chigong and Cheng Zhijie.
"It turns out these two guys are here to steal business!" Changsun Wuji said depressedly.
Yuchi Gong and Cheng Zhijie seemed to have also seen Changsun Wuji and Du Ruhui, so they smiled and walked away towards them.
"Haha, Duke of Qi and Duke of Lai, you are also here! We really want to go together!"
Cheng Zhijie laughed and said.
Changsun Wuji directly gave Cheng Zhijie and Yuchi Gong a roll of his eyes, "I also thought of going together with you. Keming and I came last night, and you will follow us immediately today. Haha, you still have the nerve to say it."
Yuchi Gong immediately said: "Qi Guogong, what you said is wrong. Your Majesty proposed the night market economy, and also proposed the hot pot. You have also benefited from His Majesty. Why can you open a hot pot restaurant? My husband and I
Can’t Cheng?”
"Even if this matter comes to His Majesty, you won't take it for granted, right?"
Hearing Yuchi Gong's words, Changsun Wuji was so angry that his head was filled with smoke, but he could not get angry.
Faced with Cheng Zhijie and Yuchi Gong, these two tough guys, even if he knew how to talk to each other again, he would not be able to explain himself.
Du Ruhui was more open-minded and said with a smile: "Haha, we opened the hotpot restaurant to implement His Majesty's strategy. If we have money, we can make money together."
"Why should I ruin the friendship between colleagues for a few taels of silver?"
Cheng Zhijie laughed loudly and said, "You two made more than a few taels of silver last night, right?"
At this moment, Yu Chigong pointed to the distance and said: "Look, we are not the only ones who want to open a hotpot restaurant to make money, there are several more opened over there!"
Hearing Yuchi Gong's words, the other three people quickly looked around.
"Good guys! King Li Xiaogong of Hejian... Minister of Household Affairs Quan Wanji... and that guy Wei Zheng are all here too!"
"There are a lot of people eyeing hot pot restaurants for making money these days!"
While the four of them were talking, Li Xiaogong, Quan Wanji, and Wei Zheng also walked over with smiles.
Changsun Wuji became more and more upset as he read more. At first he thought this hotpot restaurant was an idea that could make a lot of money, but now that so many people have joined in to compete, it would still be a huge profit!
Cheng Zhijie put his arms around Changsun Wuji's shoulders and said with a smile: "Qi Guogong, don't be angry! Think about it, we are all working for His Majesty, let's make money together!"
"Look at the number of people visiting the night market now. It will definitely be necessary to make money by then."
After hearing this, Changsun Wuji could only accept this.
He can't drive everyone away now, he can only wait and see first.