"Okay." Li Muyun nodded and stood in the middle of the room: "Just as I just said, this world is very big. Similarly, there are many things we don't know in this world, and it may not be as much as you think."

Everyone stopped talking and continued to stare at Li Muyun, wanting to hear what he wanted to say next.

Li Muyun did not disappoint everyone, and paused and continued, "The reason why you are biased against me, Li Muyun is nothing more than that of collecting food, changing land and printing technology. I am not wrong, right?"

"But have you ever thought about it, is the little thing dug out of the land really so important to you? And is the land reversal to change the land into my hands of Li Muyun? In addition, I didn't hide the printing technology from you, right? In addition, I didn't hide the papermaking method from you, right? So what made you so afraid of me?"

The five surnamed Qi Wang and several old men were speechless by Li Muyun. After careful consideration, it seemed that this was the case.

Li Muyun had already made it public on the day the printing of movable type appeared, and he also made the papermaking method. From a principle point of view, it is really impossible to say that he is wrong. Even from a moral perspective, they would give Li Muyun a banner or something. After all, what he made it public plays an important role in the dissemination of culture.

But then again, the five surnames and Qiwang lost a lot of money because of what Li Muyun made public. So what? Who should I ask for reason? The impression they left on the world is that poetry and books are passed down from generation to generation, and they regard money as dirt. They can't say one thing to do, right? If that happens, there is still a face to pretend in the future. So, this mute seems to be able to suffer a loss.

But Li Muyun did not stop there, but continued: "Next, let's talk about the integrated food collection. You should know that the things digged out in the ground are not worth much. The price of grain is getting lower and lower now. The price of five cents and one bucket has been going on for several years, right? Even if you oppose this policy, how much food can you save and how much money?"

"Now our Tang Dynasty no longer has a civil war. What's the use of stocking up too much food? Apart from causing unnecessary fear, who can make a fortune by making a fortune with the extra grain?"

"To say that you don't like to listen to it, you may say that if you are in a famine, you can gather the hearts of the people. But Li wants to remind you here that our Tang Dynasty now has rice seeds that can plant two to three seasons a year. In a few years, the Tang Dynasty will no longer have any worries about famine. If you want to rely on that little favor to win the hearts of the people, it is probably not realistic."

"So in Li's opinion, it is completely unnecessary for you to insist on it. It is the general trend to pay food together and change land and return to the current. Why do you make your Majesty dissatisfied for that little money?"

To be honest, the old men from the five surnames Qiwang were not unable to understand what Li Muyun said, but whenever they thought of paying a large amount of food every year, they felt a little uncomfortable, although it was really not worth much.

But under the influence of inertial thinking and the land complex from the bones, emotions defeated reason, and those who were conditioned reflexive thoughts to oppose this policy. Now, under the reminder of Li Muyun, if you look back, the old men also feel a little regretful.

The head of the Wang family's hometown was listening to Li Muyun's speech, and suddenly spoke: "According to the meaning of King Xiaoyao, should we agree to paying food together and changing the land to the current?"

"Haha, Master Wang, I have always felt that everyone who is sitting is putting the cart before the horse." Li Muyun did not directly answer the words of the Master Wang. After a faint smile, he continued: "Actually, in my opinion, the survival of the family is the foundation you should consider."

Listening to Li Muyun's slightly threatening tone, the face of the Lord Wang's hometown changed instantly, and he said coldly: "What do you mean?"

Li Muyun waved his hand and said calmly: "Don't worry, Master Wang, don't be in a hurry. I don't mean to threaten you. I just talk about the matter. Today we can get together to alleviate the conflicts between us. So naturally we have to express our thoughts clearly, right?"

The head of the old man Wang took a deep breath: "Then make it clear, what did you mean by that sentence just now."

"Oh." Li Muyun sighed and said, "Let's say it first. What I'm talking about is just an assumption, not a fact. If you agree, I will continue to talk. If you must take it seriously, then we will stop and go back to our own houses. How about it?"

Seeing that he was speaking solemnly, several old men couldn't help looking at each other, but in the end they nodded, agreeing with Li Muyun's words. They really wanted to hear what shocking words Li Muyun could say.

Li Muyun was polite. Seeing that they all agreed, he said slowly: "I'll talk about a very realistic problem. If Your Majesty was not kind, if you met a tyrant like Emperor Yang of Sui, would you dare to make trouble like this now?"

"Even the grass-headed people know that the little arm can't twist the thigh. Don't you know? Do you have to squeeze things to the point where swords and swords are facing each other?"

Li Xiaogong was sweating all over and slapped the table and said, "Mu Yun, don't talk nonsense!"

Li Muyun curled his lips: "Brother Wang, this is not nonsense. I just want to know what the heads of the family would choose if they faced the butcher knife? Should they continue to persevere with the lives of all the tribesmen, or compromise?"

It is human nature to bully good and fear evil. The main reason why the heads of the five surnames dared to fight against Li Er was that Li Shimin was the kind of emperor who was more face-saving and reasonable. If it were Yang Guang at the time, they would probably have been cowardly.

And this is true. In history, after Wu Zetian came to power, she killed the aristocratic family, but in the end she didn't see them making any big waves.

Cold sweat began to seep out of the heads of several heads of the family. Although Li Muyun kept saying hypotheses, who could guarantee that what he said was true was hypotheses, and who could guarantee that Li Er really didn't have such an idea.

If the assumption comes true, the heads of the family hardly dared to imagine what kind of ending would be.

Li Muyun turned around in the middle of the room, glanced across the speechless people one by one, and smiled with teeth: "It seems that you agree with Li's words, so can we continue?"

"The prince just say something, let's listen carefully!" The head of the Cui family wiped the cold sweat from the top of his head, and his tone was many times softer than when he first met.
Chapter completed!