Li Chengqian had not spoken and tried hard to think about how to describe his thoughts in as simple as possible. Li Er also knew that this question was a bit complicated, and after asking, he did not rush to let Li Chengqian answer, but just waited quietly.

After a long time, Li Chengqian slowly said: "There are only three ways for the sons to be. First: propaganda, let the people know that the Tang Dynasty will not give up on them; second: transfer food, and let the people know that they will not starve; third: arrest people, incite, cause trouble, and arrest all the rumor-mongers and deal with them strictly."

"Yes, let's continue." Li Er nodded, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He asked Li Chengqian to come over, originally holding the idea of ​​a stone from another mountain to be able to polish jade. Although this kid is unreliable in doing things, his imagination is indeed amazing.

But accidents always catch people off guard. The unreliable Li Chengqian was rarely reliable, and the method proposed was very feasible.

"For publicity, we can print a large number of leaflets, and in addition, we can mobilize all young students to participate in the publicity. As long as students who have participated in the publicity, they will get extra points during the scientific examination, so that we can get a large number of free publicity personnel."

"It's a solution, let's talk about the second one." As a manager of the empire, Li Er sometimes lacks only an idea. As long as he has an idea, everything else is easy to say.

"The second is to transfer grain from the south to the north. It takes a summer to transfer grain from the south through the canal transportation to cope with the famine after the autumn harvest." Li Chengqian said slowly, while also observing the old man's performance.

"Let's talk about the third one." Even if Li Chengqian didn't say anything about the food transfer, Lao Li would do it, so he jumped over after the beginning of the conversation.

"Third, I don't know what to do. I just have an idea and a specific operation... I don't know." Li Chengqian was not stupid, so how could he touch Lao Li's bottom line?

How to supervise and incite people to cause trouble? This is definitely not something Li Chengqian should have encountered now. It involves many things in all aspects and may even involve the army. If Comrade Xiao Li doesn't want to be warned by Lao Li again, it's best to hide away.

Li Er did not ask any further. Seeing Li Chengqian's eyes there was a hint of praise, the topic quickly shifted to another thing: "What exactly do you want to do with the 'Xinhua Bookstore' you set up in Shandong?"

"We can not have the right to print in a unified manner. It's nothing to put it in the hands of aristocratic families, but the right to print must be taken back." Li Chengqiankao passed by the printing matter for a long time, so as soon as Lao Li asked a question, he immediately answered.

"You kid never see a rabbit or a hawk. This time your book is sold so cheaply, what tricks are there?" Li Er asked his most concerned question.

"There is no trick. A new printing method. A book with more than ten pages can be sold for ten cents, and we will make a profit." Li Chengqian shrugged and said indifferently, but his expression was showing off no matter how he looked at it.

However, Old Li didn't care about Li Chengqian's showing off. His Majesty the Emperor was already scared by the numbers Li Chengqian said. You know, now a book with more than ten pages in the Tang Dynasty, even if it sells for 200 s, it will be a loss but no profit. If it sells for ten silences? What's the difference between this and talking in broad daylight?

"Crown Prince, do you know that you have no jokes?" After a while, Old Li calmed down and said in a deep voice.

"Father, the 'Xinhua Bookstore' was run by Uncle Wang of Hejian. If you want to make a profit, just call him here to ask." Li Er's face was solemn, and Li Chengqian did not dare to be too arrogant, otherwise he would be beaten and he would not even be able to find a place to reason.

"Is 'Xinhua Bookstore' Xiaogong? Not yours?" Li Er was a little surprised. In his impression, Li Chengqian was definitely not a person who was willing to suffer losses.

"I don't want to do it either, but I don't have anyone under my command. I can't let that stupid guy Wang Chenghu go to the printing house, right?" Li Chengqian said a little aggrievedly.

"So, Xiaogong made a lot of money this time?" Li Er did not take Li Chengqian's words, and he didn't have enough people in his hands, so how could he send someone to him again?

"Of course I made a lot of money, otherwise how could I do..." Li Chengqian was about to talk about carp, but when he saw that Lao Li looked bad, he hurriedly stopped.

"Since there is a new method, why not make it public?" Compared to making money, Li Er is more concerned about the education of the entire Tang Dynasty.

"Father, I only have many scholars in the Tang Dynasty. No matter how cheap the books are, there are only a few people who read them, and it is not very useful. So my son believes that we should take advantage of this opportunity to make more money." Li Chengqian tried to seek some benefits, or some privileges from Lao Li.

"Are you short of money?" Li Er's old words, from his opinion, the prince Li Chengqian basically cannot use money.

"There are no shortages of ministers, but the Tang Dynasty is short. My father never thought that we should print more books of the Book of Songs but sell them to foreign countries? For example, those envoys sent by the Tang Dynasty from Japan." Li Chengqian said tentatively.

After all, the Tang Dynasty now promotes the country of etiquette and takes good care of vassal states such as Japan, Goguryeo and Silla.

Li Chengqian's method, in the Tang Dynasty, would be a little "teaming teammates" and would be despised by Shi Lin. So before he was uncertain about Lao Li's thoughts, Li Chengqian was always a little guilty.

"Sell it to a vassal state?" Li Er was not as furious as Li Chengqian thought, but instead thought about it seriously.

Li Chengqian naturally would not miss this opportunity, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot and said, "Yes, we can print more novels, Book of Songs, Analects of Confucius, etc., oh yes, the most important thing is Buddhist scriptures, and the printed Buddhist scriptures to them."

Li Er faintly felt that he was about to be taken into the ditch by Li Chengqian, but he couldn't help asking: "Sign Buddhist scriptures? Will they want them?"

"They don't want monks. Monks have money. Who can we criticize who they travel east to Japan and go to countries such as Japan and Goguryeo to promote Buddhism. If they want to go, they must bring Buddhist scriptures, right? We can print them." Li Chengqian became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Father, you don't know that Japan is a country rich in silver. They even use silver to build houses. We don't have to worry about them losing money at all. Moreover, those books are the crystallization of the wisdom of our ancestors. We cannot give them for nothing. If you sell them more expensively, you can let him know, 'The scriptures cannot be passed on lightly'."

The more Li Chengqian said, the faster he said, Comrade Li felt that his thinking could not keep up, but the central idea was to understand it, just one word "money".
Chapter completed!