A big man like Li Er naturally doesn't care about money. If he thought that even if he had spent all the Tai Chi Palace, it would be fine. The main reason why he was so shameless was that he looked down on himself.

In Li Chengqian's Yiqiu Palace, Li Hao looked through the layout of the Tai Chi Palace brought by the eunuch Lin Xi, and kept comforting himself with such reasons, but he could not suppress the feeling of heartache in any case.

There are dozens of palaces, more than a thousand houses, nearly ten thousand doors and windows, and all of them are inlaid with glass, even if they are cheap, they will require thousands of stakes, not to mention that there is still a lot of land. These are all white silver, and they are gone like this. No one will believe it except Li Er.

Li Chengqian squatted beside him, staring at the layout without blinking, and seemed particularly excited. He rubbed his hands and eyebrows and flew around: "Dejian, demolish the palace, hey, tell me, do you feel excited?"

I'm not, I don't, you wronged me.

Although Li Hao did think so in his heart, he still denied: "Your Highness, although I am very grateful for your comfort, do you really think I will be so superficial? You can think of it if you destroy the palace."

"Stop pretending, I don't know you yet?" Li Chengqian curled his lips and said contemptuously: "If you don't have this idea, I will eat the layout diagram on the table immediately."

"Okay, then you can eat it."

"Bah! I don't believe you didn't think about it."

After the joke, he squatted back to the layout of Tai Chi Palace again, and Li Hao grabbed the paper and pen on Li Chengqian's table and calculated it carefully.

Unlike the imperial palaces of the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, before the Tang Dynasty, the belief of the Chinese people was "big".

No matter what, big is the truth, big is the beauty.

Qin and Xianyang Palace have a construction area of ​​3.92 square kilometers; Han and Weiyang Palace have a construction area of ​​5 square kilometers; Sui and Daxing Palace have a construction area of ​​4.2 square kilometers; Tang and Daming Palace have a construction area of ​​3.2 square kilometers.

Since the Tang Dynasty, whether it was the Song Dynasty or the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the construction area of ​​the imperial palace has been changed to be calculated in square meters. Taking the Taiji Palace where Li Er lives now as an example, the imperial city of the Southern Song Dynasty is only one-eighth of it, and the Forbidden City of the Ming and Qing Dynasties is only one-sixth of it.

As for the Northern Song Dynasty, I won’t mention it. At the beginning of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Ziwei Palace was used in Luoyang. The Ziwei Palace was originally built in the Sui and Tang Dynasties with a construction area of ​​4.2 square kilometers. Later, the Northern Song Dynasty imperial city was moved to Kaifeng, and the palace was simply changed by the Xuanwu Army Jiedushi Office, and the area was not even comparable to that of the Changsun Wuji family.

With such a huge building complex, human water pumps cannot guarantee water supply. After all, human power is sometimes poor. No matter how exquisite the human water pump is, the water pressure is placed there, and it is impossible for humans to shake it.

In this way, mechanical water supply, the location of the boiler room, the location of the water pump, the size of the water pump, and the method of driving are all problems.

Li Chengqian was just joking about demolishing the palace, but when he saw Li Hao constantly writing and painting on paper, countless thick lines running through the Tai Chi Palace like a dragon, his face changed and he stuttered: "Dejian, you are not serious, are you really going to demolish the Tai Chi Palace?"

Li Hao put down his pen with a headache: "It's okay not to demolish it. Each palace has an independent boiler room. At that time, dozens of large chimneys will be erected in the palace, and thick smoke will be rolling in winter."

Li Chengqian's mouth twitched and made a gesture of invitation: "That's better, you continue, continue."

Li Hao rolled his eyes, grabbed the pen and continued to draw: "My dear Your Highness, please believe in my professionalism. If it is not necessary, I will not make a decision easily."

"It would be strange if I believe you." Li Chengqian muttered, as if he suddenly thought of something, and slapped his thigh and said, "It's broken, Taiming Palace, what should I do with the Taiming Palace on the Dragon Shouyuan?"

"What should I do with the Daming Palace?" Li Hao was stunned.

Li Chengqian said anxiously: "I am talking about the Daming Palace. After the renovation is made here, will the Daming Palace not be repaired? You can't demolish the Tai Chi Palace before demolishing the Daming Palace, right?"

"What does that have to do with me?" Li Chengqian, who was looking at Li Chengqian who was about to speak out to Li Er, shrugged.

I have no grudge against money. A Tai Chi Palace renovation project has hurt me. My wife can probably lose all of her money and return it to the Daming Palace...

Who do I love in the Ming Palace? I won’t fall into the trap. If Li Er waves his hand and looks forward to me again, I guess all my child’s milk powder will be filled in.

After packing up the drawings and returning them to the leader of the imperial guards who were guarding aside, Li Hao took his hand away from Yiqiu Palace and went home.

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...

In the Duke of Wei’s Mansion, Li Jing had moved back from the ‘relics’. The study room was still the same as the previous study room, and the bedroom was still the same as the previous bedroom. Except that it was closer to the ceiling, nothing changed.

However, there was no more smoke in the room. Sitting by the window, the afterglow of the setting sun shone into the room, rendering everything with a layer of golden color.

It’s so comfortable, this is the environment that people should stay in. What was the house in the past? Is it okay if the pigs couldn’t live there?

He took a sip of tea comfortably and glanced at several old guys who were facing each other coldly. Li Jing smiled slightly: "Everyone, have you discussed it? Who will come first and who will come?"

"I'll first!" Tang Jian, Cheng Yaojin, Li Ji, Li Daozong and other old guys spoke in unison, then glared at each other and snorted heavily.

Li Jing put down his cup and said with a tsk, "Tsk, brothers, it's hard for you to do this. Dejian has only one person and he still has official duties. It's impossible for your few companies to start construction at the same time."

Tang Jian said: "I don't care about those things. When I was in the Turkic period, the boy personally promised me to change the land for free after I came back. I was the first to be in the mood and reasonableness."

"Of course you are the first among the outsiders, but I, Lao Cheng, are an insider, and that kid is my son-in-law, so you are also behind me, Lao Cheng," Cheng Yaojin said proudly.

‘Tu’, Li Daozong vomited the tea leaves that he accidentally sucked into his mouth, and said coldly: “I’m shameless, I don’t admit it at all. And to talk about relationships, when the Turks came to propose marriage, that kid was snatching love from a knife. What’s this called? True love, do you understand it?”

Cheng Yaojin shook his head: "I don't know what I love or not. Anyway, I, Cheng, will be the first one, otherwise I will discount the kid's legs. Then everyone should not decorate, wait for the kid to recover."

Everyone: "..."

What is this? If you can't eat it, you will be able to turn over the table?

Outside the door, Li Hao, who had just returned, shrank his neck, looked down at his legs, turned around and left.

If you can't afford to offend me, I can always afford to hide.
Chapter completed!