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Chapter 437 It's all about money

As Li Er thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Li Chengqian and Li Xiaogong had no use with so much money, but Li Xiaogong was his younger brother, and some words could not be said so directly. After thinking about it, Old Li felt that the solution to this matter would have to fall on his son.

Thinking of this, he coughed lightly and said earnestly: "Here is Chengqian!"

"Father, you said!"

I've never heard Li Er say this before, and Li Chengqian felt a little embarrassed, not knowing what the old man wanted to do.

Changsun was also a little surprised. Feng's eyes glanced at Lao Li, intending to ask what happened.

"Chengqian, you are the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty. You should know that the Tang Dynasty has just finished the war and the treasury is still very empty. This is not a good thing for a country..."

As soon as Li Er opened his mouth, he complained endlessly, from the disasters that lasted for three consecutive years to the remote Turks, and from the expedition to the redemption of the people and returning to the Tang Dynasty.

He talked for about a quarter of an hour, with both voice and emotion, and tears..., which made the listener cry and the listener moved.

The Changsun on the side had already understood the old man's meaning, and naturally smeared a few tears with him. Li Chengqian couldn't help but sighed.

But even so, Li Chengqian still planned to continue to be confused. He also had his own plans and uses for the money. How could he be handed over to the old man after complaining? This is not his personality at all.

Li Er also saw that Li Chengqian was planning to stop eating. After saying a few more words, he kept silent and just looked at his most caring wife, meaning: I have no idea, you can go, it's better to take out all the money for him.

What can Changsun say in such a situation? Not to mention what the impact will be in the future, she is not so relieved to say that Li Chengqian is holding such a huge amount of money in her hand.

So, the great Queen Changsun took over Li Er's words: "Qian'er..."

"Mother, my son knows what to do. In the future, the money for selling alcohol must be paid in full." Before Empress Changsun finished speaking, Li Chengqian could no longer bear it.

Queen Changsun is not like Li Er. She can communicate by presenting facts and reasoning. This powerful mother is often unreasonable. If Li Chengqian doesn't seize the time to surrender, the consequences may be very serious.

The first eldest grandson will cry, the second eldest grandson will pull his ears, and the third eldest grandson will cry while pulling his ears, so just hand over the money. Anyway, the money will probably not be real money.

The most good business of aliens is to exchange things for things, such as using herds of cattle, sheep, horses to exchange prisoners of war, etc. As for money... it seems that the aliens around them have no concept of money.

"Okay, Qian'er knew to share his father's worries, solve the country's problems, and do it well..." Li Erle was a little confused about his income every year, and he poured his high-end wine of 250 knots into his mouth one by one. Seeing Li Chengqian's eyes twitched, fearing that the old man would drink too much and would be crazy.

"Father, why not adjust the taxes too!" Before the old man drank too much, Li Chengqian's bad idea came up again.

There is no reason why he donated all the money, and then let the old man Li Xiaogong make money for nothing every year, so he has to make some money from him.

"Tax adjustment? Why?" Li Er put down the wine glass in his hand and asked in confusion.

"Father, under the efforts of my father, my Tang Dynasty, have new changes every day, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as changing with each passing day. It is believed that within three years, the prosperity of Zhenguan will surely be created."

"When under the prosperous era, people's living standards are gradually improving, and a large number of luxury goods must also emerge. These things often have dozens or hundreds of times the returns. Such a huge income is still taxed at one tax rate of ten or one. Father, this is a huge loss for the Tang Dynasty!"

"This..." Li Er was hesitant and couldn't understand the problem for a while. He said to Li Chengqian after a long time: "Let this go in advance, and let me discuss it with your father and your uncle and others before I talk about it."

"Here!" The old man did not take on Li Chengqian's topic, which made him feel a little frustrated, and he felt like he had not dug a good pit.

However, the old man's usefulness is "being a father" and the uselessness is "I"'s self-proclaimer, which makes him even more amused and cry.

Then, Li Chengqian accompanied the old man and his mother to have dinner in Ganlu Palace, and said goodbye before the old man fainted, and hid back to his "Lanruo Temple" to lick the "wound". More than 1.2 million yuan in money every year, he only earned the old man's claim to be a father, which felt really bad.

The days passed by little by little, and it was soon June. After a thorough investigation by various prefectures in the Tang Dynasty, they used the list of "seed" members in their hands to completely destroy this mysterious organization in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, some senior executives in the organization received the news without knowing what way they informed in advance, and secretly hid them before arresting, and finally disappeared from the vast crowd and nowhere to look for them.

However, this is no longer important. Yu Wen Chan was killed. Without this largest "seed", the mysterious organization would be meaningless to exist, and the person who ran away should not appear again. Therefore, everything about "seed" can basically end and end.

The medical school has started construction now, and the location is a yard near Furong Garden, the southeast corner, which is remote and there are not many people living there. I give some money and then give another yard a house, which simply completes the relocation work.

After all, the Tang Dynasty belonged to a feudal monarchy. Faced with the officials who came to demolish the country, the common people were unable to resist. In addition, Li Chengqian gave a lot of compensation, so there was no nail household in the demolition of a whole yard.

There is nothing left after 250,000 yuan of compensation. Fortunately, the new building uses brick-concrete structures, and cement and bricks are adjusted from their own industry, saving most of the material payment, which allows the project to continue.

A test building, a teaching building, two teacher dormitories, four student dormitories, and an external outpatient clinic, which are all the buildings currently under construction.

The construction personnel were prisoners of war confiscated from human traffickers.

Under the supervision of the three thousand soldiers of Zuowu guards, tens of thousands of Turkic prisoners of war were divided into three shifts and worked day and night on the construction site.

The work of plain buildings, leveling the site, digging deep foundations, laying concrete foundations, etc. is carried out in an orderly manner. In just a few months, tens of thousands of prisoners of war have become qualified construction workers, with some strong abilities, and can even build thousands or even bricks in four hours.
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