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..." p>
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?" p>
"It's nothing more than worshiping eminent monks' relics or golden statues!"
Li Liang replied, and then said suspiciously: "But for some reason, since I came to Beijing, it has been very rare to see Yinxuan Temple open its gates and welcome believers. However, its financial resources are so strong that it has not been seen doing much construction for half a year.
Stop?"
"Why else? The emperor didn't like Mahayana and forbade him to open a forum to preach, so it was so deserted. But don't forget, this Baimei was the predecessor of Zhaoxuan Datong, with countless disciples and disciples, and a lot of believers. If he wants money, he can't pay for it.
Simple?"
Li Chengzhi pointed to the mansion a mile away, "That's Jia Can. As a fifth-grade Taste Medicine Quyu, he can be called the emperor's confidant. Wasn't he almost cut off by the old monk?" p>
"It's Mahayana?"
Li Liang asked curiously, "I wonder if I have anything to do with Liu Huiwang and Liu Huizhen from Jingzhou?"
"You really dare to think about it?"
Li Chengzhi sneered and said, "Before the current emperor ascended the throne, seven of the ten Buddhist temples believed in Mahayana. Otherwise, how could we say 'a good Mahayana school'? There are more than a million temples in the country. According to you, wouldn't they all be successful?"
Rebellious? Don’t be far-fetched..."
As soon as the words "far-fetched" came out of his mouth, Li Chengzhi was stunned.
Yuan Yi laughed and said that the ministers were kneeling around the stove, just like the Zoroastrian worshiping the fire. Only then did he remember: In addition to Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, there are a lot of chaotic religions in Luoyang. In order to compete for believers, you will learn from them today.
, tomorrow he will learn from you, how to be fashionable, how to attract believers, how to come, there will be a lot of chaos.
Including this Yinxuan Temple, I have been worshiping the fire for a long time...
"How could I forget when did these monks stop chanting sutras in the middle of the night?"
"It seems that the ice production stopped not long ago..."
Li Liang thought for a moment and suddenly remembered, "I remembered that it should be August Dingwei (the sixth day of August), and the eight wells in the house dried up at the same time. It happened to be that night, the monk of Yinxuan Temple
I didn’t worship the fire and chant sutras...
The old man (Li Xie) once joked: Could it be that the gang of thieves next door did some magic to make the well dry..."
Li Chengzhi had an impression of this. After only working for more than an hour, the water in the well was full, as if by magic.
Li Chengzhi concluded at that time that what should be the cause of the sudden drop in groundwater levels.
But what does this have to do with the monk suddenly not worshiping fire?
There seems to be a thread popping up in my mind, but I can’t catch it?
Just as he was thinking hard, he suddenly heard a loud shout in the distance: "Lang Jun...Lang Jun, the head of the family has entered the capital and has arrived at the mansion..."
When I looked up, I saw that it was Li Cong, urging the horse hard.
Father is here?
Li Chengzhi was overjoyed and urged Li Liang: "Quickly...quickly..."
……
After not seeing each other for several months, Li Shixian has lost a lot of weight. His belly, which originally looked like he was six months pregnant, has long since disappeared, and his cheeks are thinner and darker.
But people are much more energetic. Although the carriages and horses are tired and covered with stars and moons, their faces are majestic, their tiger eyes are shining, and they are not angry.
He was sitting on a grand master's chair, rocking back and forth, exclaiming: "This traitor just likes these weird tricks when he doesn't do business?"
"Who said Chengzhi won't do serious things?"
Guo Yuzhi complained, "In less than a year, he has already graduated from the fifth rank, which is two ranks higher than you!"
Li Shixian burst out laughing with a sneer: "Even if you are ranked among the three nobles and have a first-class official position, what's the use of it?"
With just this sentence, Guo Yuzhi was pushed up against the wall. The pretty face that was originally smiling suddenly fell down.
"If the world is always peaceful, why would you do... such things as confiscate your family and exterminate your clan?"
Li Shixian sighed sadly: "If there were always peace officers, who would be willing to take risks..."
Halfway through, there was a noise outside the door, and Li Shixian naturally stopped talking. Then he saw three or five maids carrying square plates, hot wine, milk tea, preserved meat, dried fruits and the like into the central hall.
Guo Yuzhi calmed down, forced a smile and said: "Let's use some first, I have asked Li Xie to prepare meals..."
Li Shixian nodded slightly, glanced at it inadvertently, and frowned.
There are five maids, the eldest looks about twelve or thirteen, and the youngest is probably only ten years old. And all of them are sallow and skinny, as thin as a bamboo pole. If they weren't wearing colorful skirts and double-ringed buns, they might even be male and female.
Not coming out.
Just when she was unhappy, another person came into the hall. Yingying looked at Li Shixian and said, "I have seen... I have seen my father-in-law!"
Although Zhang Jingmo is just a concubine, is she the concubine of his legitimate son?
The call of father-in-law made Li Shixian's eyes narrow into slits, and he quickly called out: "Hurry up, Mo Duoli..."
But he only said five words, and the rest seemed to be stuck in his throat, and Li Shixian's eyes suddenly popped out.
Zhang Jingmo... actually wears a swallow-tail bun (also known as a hundred-flower bun, a hairstyle for unmarried women in ancient times)?
Moving his lips, Li Shixian asked after a long time: "You still...haven't you bowed to each other yet (referring to the husband and wife bowing to each other on the wedding night, which is the last of the six rituals and the most important one)?"
Guo Yuzhi replied casually: "How can I pay my respects when you are not here?"
Fart!
If Zhang Jingmo had not been present, Li Shixian would have cursed violently.
This is a concubine, not a lady, so why do you have to wait for your grandfather to come to Beijing before you can have sex with her?
When a wealthy family took a concubine, only a carriage was brought into the house, and there were many guests who were not banqueting. What's more, Li Chengzhi and Zhang Jingmo had already completed five of the six rituals and were already known as husband and wife.
Otherwise, why would she dare to call her ‘father’?
Seeing the corners of Li Shixian's eyes twitching fiercely and the veins on his forehead gradually bulging, Guo Yuzhi secretly exclaimed: Is it going to be bad?
"I ordered Mr. Li to prepare the meal. You can keep an eye on it and let the cook prepare it more carefully..."
Zhang Jingmo was blessed again and went to the kitchen. Li Shixian gritted his teeth and used all his strength to suppress his anger: "I asked you to bring Jingmo to Beijing in advance for decoration?"
Your son doesn’t want to lose etiquette, what can I do?
Guo Yuzhi rolled her eyes at him and waved her hand: "Everyone, please step aside!"
Looking at the five maids filing out, Li Shixian's eyelids twitched: "That's all? Since you don't want to be rude and have to wait for grandpa to come before you can take your concubine into the house, how about Ji, how many houses have you taken?"<
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Ji's status is lower than that of concubine, and she is not protected by law. She can be traded as goods and given as gifts. For example, Zhao Ji, who was originally Lu Buwei's concubine, was given to Ying Zheng, who was born after Ying Chu.
Therefore, there is no need to perform any six rituals...
What kind of girl is there?
Looking at the few bean sprouts leaving the main hall, Guo Yuzhi said melancholy: "Don't you know that rebellious nature, how can you take the daughter of such a bean bandit into your eyes? Even if you have someone you like, you won't be here until 17 or 18.
Nine times out of ten, those who marry people are prostitutes. But even the rich women have not entered the family. If you buy such a woman to come in, will the Li family have any reputation..."
Does that mean even Ji is not there?
Li Shixian felt a rush of blood surge into his heart, and his face turned purple.
At this moment, a shout of joy sounded outside the door: "Father..."
Seeing Li Chengzhi enter the hall, Li Shixian's 36,000 pores were full of anger. He picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it over his head: "You traitor, where is grandpa's grandson?"