"These guys are so flawless."

Chen Yuan muttered and returned the silver on the table to the Dali Temple Prison: Brother Tie, please come over.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Putting the silver in his arms, the prison waved his hand with a smile: Young people, let’s set up the scene for Brother Shen.

OK!

In the corridor, more than a dozen officials hurried towards the prison, each holding a thick stack of documents in his hands.

These are the list of losses suffered by each company during the flood in Luoyang, with an average of about 50,000 to 60,000 taels of silver.

"Iron Mountain, the imperial prison in Dali Temple in Beizhi, please see all the great masters!"

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take us to see Chen Yuan, mom, I will see where he will run this time."

The censor Liao Wenxiang urged impatiently.

"Censor Liao rest assured that Chen Yuan was disrespectful to the order and ignored the national laws. He was tied to an iron frame and tortured him hard."

"I guarantee it won't run away."

The prison was smiling all the way and led all the ministers into the prison.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone was shocked and saw that Chen Batian, who was jumping around in the past, had no appearance in his life.

The whole person was tied to an iron rack, and blood was everywhere on his clothes. It seemed that he had more breathing and less breathing.

Seeing everyone coming in, I raised my head and smiled with difficulty.

"Sir, I'm so sorry. I can't salute you anymore... Cough cough..." As he said that, he spit out a few mouthfuls of red blood.

The ministers looked at each other and poked Liao Wenxiang, which meant that he was polite and asked him to speak first.

Liao Wenxiang covered his mouth and came to Chen Yuan, frowned and said: My surname is Chen, let’s stop talking politely.

When you were alive, you didn't see you saluting us. Let's talk about how to compensate for the losses.

Chen Yuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Liao Wenxiang, showing a bitter smile.

"My lords, I only have fifteen taels of silver on my body, so how can I have money to compensate you for your losses."

"Why, go and ask General Wang Xiaojie for it. He still owes me 50,000 guan of copper coins but didn't give me it.

"Hmph, please change the topic here. I won't take that trick!"

"If we don't make up for the losses today, you can't think of falling off the iron frame."

When they heard that Chen Yuan did not intend to compensate for the losses, everyone immediately became anxious and surrounded him and began to criticize the crimes committed during the disaster relief.

"Okay, sirs, can't you pay compensation?"

Chen Yuan smiled bitterly, told his plan together, and finally said: The official will definitely not be able to pay the compensation for 800,000 or 900,000 taels.

But as long as you do what I said, not only can you make a profit this time, but you may also make a small profit.

"real?"

Liao Wenxiang looked at Chen Yuan with a suspicious look on his face, and always felt that this guy was not thinking about anything, but what was wrong.

He couldn't say it.

"Of course it's true. As long as you give the money to the officials, it won't take half a year to ensure that you will make a lot of money."

"this....."

Everyone looked at each other and was a little confused. In the end, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue made a decision: Forget it, instead of wasting the damaged money, it would be better to believe him.

Ten thousand per person is not a big money for us, what if we make a profit.”

"Since that's the case, let's go back and get the money quickly. If it's too late, it's time for others to take the lead."

Everyone came and went in a hurry. In a blink of an eye, there were only two people in the prison.

The latter gave his thumbs up: Brother Shen is still you are good at it. Can you earn a share of it too?

"sure."

Chen Yuan stretched out and was about to take off his prison uniform and took a hot shower. A sound suddenly sounded outside the iron gate.

"Wu was really worried when he heard that Brother Chen was in prison and came to visit the prison."

"Why didn't you come late?"

After saying that, Wu Zetian, dressed as a Confucian scholar, walked out from behind the iron gate with Shangguan Wan'er.

"You...You..."

"Um?"

Wu Zetian frowned, and Tieshan was so scared that he quickly closed his mouth and retreated aside, thinking in his heart that why the emperor was in prison.

"Brother Wu is here just right. Chen has applied a lot of red juice on his body. Please help me rub it with Brother Shangguan."

Chen Yuan untied his prison uniform and jumped into the bathtub, waved to the two of them.

He didn't care much about Tieshan. It was obvious that the background of Wu Di was not simple.

Judging from his years of case handling experience, this kid's family must at least be at the level of a Shangshu.

So it is no surprise that Tieshan's attitude is not surprising.

"You asked me to rub your back?"

Wu Zetian thought he had heard it wrong, and pointed at him and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Wu Zetian......

"Young Master Wu, come on, villain." Shangguan Wan'er glared at Chen Yuan with a pretty face flushed and said in a low voice.

Wu Zetian took a deep breath and sat on the long bench.

She was a great emperor of Zhou and couldn't help but take a bath and rub the back of a young man.

While waiting, Wu Zetian looked at the surrounding environment and had to say that this kid Chen Yuan did have a trick.

Not only did he spread a silk quilt, but he also lit a good South China Sea incense. This thing is worth at least two taels of silver.

I don’t know if I’m here to go to jail or enjoy life.

At this time, a piece of paper with graphic drawings on the desktop caught her attention, as if it were some kind of high-rise building.

"This is the drawings drawn for the affected people when I was in Luozhou. It only took more than a dozen acres to build several high-point buildings."

Chen Yuan sat in the bathtub and saw Wu Di staring at the drawings and explaining.

"Can this kind of building accommodate tens of thousands of people?"

Wu Zetian suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Yuan in surprise. The highest level of the Wanxiang Temple is only a few floors, and it is the limit to accommodate thousands of people.

Unexpectedly, Chenyuan could still build a house that accommodates tens of thousands of people.

"Of course, the floors don't need to be too high, otherwise there will be a suspected violation, and each floor is divided into dozens of three-person huts."

"That's how eighty buildings are enough to accommodate the victims."

Chen Yuan had thought about this before, and as Luoyang was upgraded to Shendu, the population became increasingly dense.

It would be inappropriate to live in a separate courtyard like before.

Building some three-story cement buildings can not only solve the problem of the lack of housing for Luoyang people, but also develop the construction industry in Qingyuan County.

It can be said that kills two birds with one stone.

Wu Zetian frowned and his fingers hit the tabletop.

"A three-story building must not be made of wood. The material should be expensive. Where did you get so much money to buy it?

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: Brother Wu, don’t worry, this problem has been solved by all the lords in the court. They will pay the money and build our Qingyuan.

Ensure that people live in clean and tidy houses.

Wu Zetian was stunned and then laughed loudly. The huge rock that had been pressing on his heart for several days disappeared.

Since she didn't have to spend money on this matter, she would certainly be happy to see it happen, so she changed her mind and mentioned the court affairs.

"I don't know if Brother Chen heard that, recently the court encountered a huge difficult thing."

"What's hard?"

Chen Yuan asked curiously, when he came to Luoyang, he really didn't know what big thing had happened.

Wu Zetian sighed lightly.

"Yingzhou Governor Zhao Wenhui was stubborn and arrogant, and even hung the governor Li Danian on the flagpole and died of exposure to the sun."

"The people under the rule were in panic all day long. The court was determined to send a governor to Yingzhou, but no one dared to go."
Chapter completed!