Of course, Li Muyun would not listen to the second imperial edict. After all, it was only three things. The first time he could make a fuss, but if he didn't give Li Er face the second time, he would probably not be far from the ban until he died.

So he was as clever as he immediately bowed his fists and shouted: "I received the order, long live my emperor!"

The eunuch who sent the order should have been to flatter him for the first time, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyaohou's words are fresh, our family must bring them to Mr. Hou."

"Then Li thanked my father-in-law."

"Xiaoyaohou is not busy thanking you for now. Your Majesty has something to say before our family comes." The eunuch who sent the order waited for a while, and after the head opened the door of the cell, Li Muyun came out, he walked to him and said, "Your Majesty said, let you present the way of making the second kick."

"No problem!" Li Muyun nodded.

The formula of gunpowder is already simple, and he didn't think about how much money this thing could make for him. Li Shimin would give it to him if he wanted it.

However, it is precisely because of this that Li Muyun understood why he was inherited from generation to generation. It turned out that Li Er was attracted by gunpowder!

...

A piece of straw paper, with only more than ten words, was written by Li Muyun, and everyone else was driven aside, and even the eunuch passed the imperial eunuch.

It was not until Li Muyun finished writing that the eunuch took an envelope and packed the straw paper, then sealed his mouth with paint. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Xiaoyaohou, Han Jun, our emperor's life is here, so I won't leave it here for a long time. Goodbye!"

"Goodbye, go!" Qian Fu bent over and returned the gift, but did not go out to see him off.

The eunuchs in the Zhenguan Dynasty were not at high level, and few people would care about them from top to bottom. Han Fu, as a fourth-rank Xiazhou envoy, did not have the necessity of the eunuch.

As for Li Muyun, this guy didn't even stand up.

A person who can even avoid being a fourth-grade person, he is a hereditary person who is from the third-grade person, and is afraid of what is he afraid of?

...

After the eunuch who was sent to the order left, the atmosphere in the room began to become awkward.

Li Muyun just looked at Han Fu quietly, as if waiting for him to explain.

But Han Fu was also in a lawsuit at this time. All the mess was caused by Li Shimin and had nothing to do with him. Moreover, he was secretly helping a lot. Although it was useless, at least he did it.

After a long time, Han Fu finally spoke: "That, Master Hou, I am the official..."

"You don't need to explain. I understand that this matter has nothing to do with you." Li Muyun shook his head, but soon continued: "But the letter you sent to me was not written about the fifty-headed bull, can you tell me now?"

Bah, I'm just a excuse to lie to you down the mountain!

Looking at Li Muyun who was waiting for the following text, Han Fu felt so uncomfortable, but he couldn't say anything. Finally, he could only grit his teeth and said, "Mr. Hou, can we slow down on the matter of a cow? I really don't have so many cows here. You need fifty at once, which is no longer within my ability."

"What does it have to do with me? It's true that the people of Shanyin County are in my fiefdom, but they also live on the land of your Shuozhou Prefecture, right? Do you spend in your Shuozhou Prefecture? You, the sect, can't ignore them, right?"

"I want to take care of it too, but you don't know the conditions of our Shuozhou Prefecture. How do you think I will take care of this poor person?"

"That's your problem. Now you are the sect. The people under your rule are about to starve to death, but you come to me for your advice?" Li Muyun rolled his eyes, stood up and waved to Su Wanqing, and said while walking out: "Anyway, you can do this. If there were no fifty strong cows before the New Year, I would go to Beijing to sue the emperor and say you are careless."

"..." Han Fu was completely speechless.

Li Muyun is a bastard who is not soaked in oil and salt. With him under his control, he has been suffering for eight lifetimes.

...

But the same old saying is still the same, and some are happy and some are sad!

Han Fuchou was pulling his hair one by one, but the original owner of Shanyin County, the current county magistrate was so happy that he smiled and was full of joy. He was so happy that he wanted to forget where his grandma's home was.

The reason? Simple, because the nobles who wanted to exchange wine brought a lot of food, and in five days, the granary of the entire Shanyin County was filled with the granary.

For this reason, Sun Liang got drunk and hugged Li Muyun, who had just been released from the Shuozhou prison, and cried and laughed incoherently.

"Master Hou, you don't know, this is a wealthy one in our Shanyin County."

"The lower officials are here, and I have been here for five or five years. The most common ones in the warehouse are the most, and the most ones are to put a thousand stones of grain."

"The officials, every year, ask for relief from the court, every year, go to the palace to cry and shout, but not many people can come."

"Now, now, hehe..., the grain and the granary were actually filled, filled. Haha..., this is the first time, the first time in a century."

"Xiaguan is happy, really happy. Thanks to you, Mr. Hou. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that Xiaguan would never have seen so much food in his life."

Sun Liang was about to be crazy about the food, completely ignoring the fact that the food had nothing to do with him, it was just what Li Muyun stored in him.

However, Li Muyun didn't say much. Originally, there were no 1,000 households in Shanyin County, but his fief was 1,000 households. In other words, his obligations and Sun Liang's responsibilities actually overlap. In other words, it can also be understood that Sun Liang is actually working for him.

Thinking of this, Li Muyun pulled off Sun Liang who was hanging on him and said with a laugh and cry: "Mr. Sun, I have something else to deal with."

"Your Majesty Hou said, I will never refuse to die!" Sun Liang patted his thin chest and promised.

"I'll give you fifteen days to build a larger granary, which requires you to be able to fill 150,000 stones of grain."

"..." Sun Liang didn't say anything this time, and opened his mouth and closed for a long time without saying a word. It was not until a long time later that his cheeks became a little sore, and he said hesitantly: "Mr. Hou, do you mean, there are still 150,000 stones of grain to transport it?"

"It can be understood almost this way. Even if there are not 150,000 stones, there are 100,000 stones." Li Muyun said.

With a "happy" sound, Sun Liang rolled his eyes and fell down, although he was so excited that he was dizzy.

In response to this, Li Muyun innocently spread his hands and said to the two yamen runners standing aside: "Please carry your county magistrate in. Don't forget to remind him when he wakes up."

"No! The villain will definitely bring Mr. Hou's words!" The two yamen runners looked at Li Muyun and Su Wanqing with their own father, and promised them confidently.
Chapter completed!