Two days later, the second prince Bazhuo, who returned to Mobei with ten thousand jars of fine wine, fulfilled his promise.

The first batch of 80,000 sheep of trading materials have been delivered to the border and completed the transaction with the border army.

The border troops did not dare to neglect them. While sending people to send these sheep to Beijing, they also sent people to deliver the news to Chang'an.

As soon as he received the news, Zuo Pushe Changsun Wuji, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, was furious and entered the palace in a hurry.

Li Er was in a good mood after finally calming down for two days. When he saw Changsun Wuji, he immediately called out: "Wuji is here just right, I will play a game with me later."

Changsun Wuji didn't have the heart to play chess, and said directly: "Your Majesty, the payment for the Turks has arrived."

"What payment?" Li Er didn't react for a moment.

Changsun Wuji explained: "It was the payment for the last batch of Du Kang wine."

Li Er suddenly patted his forehead: "Oh, this is a good thing."

Since the last time he realized that the amount of the money was too large, Li Er had already discussed with several of his confidants that the money would not be transferred to the inner government and would be directly handed over to the treasury.

Although the inner government will lose some money by doing so, it can raise the transaction to the national level by handing over it into the treasury.

If the official sells cattle and sheep, the price will be controlled by the court. After deducting the part to be given to Li Hao, the treasury's income will be far higher than the initial agreement.

But what puzzled Li Er was that Changsun Wuji did not show any excitement, but instead looked worried: "Your Majesty, I am afraid that this matter is good or bad, it is too early to say it now."

"Why do you say this?"

Changsun Wuji sighed: "Your Majesty, you know, our domestic meat supply has always been insufficient in the past. Now, a large number of meat supply is suddenly supplied to the market. I am afraid that it will cause robbery, which will be harmful to the people."

Li Er nodded: "Wuji means...I'm afraid that those rich families and court officials will rob you? I, the people of the Tang Dynasty, aren't rich enough to rob meat."

Changsun Wuji said: "That's true, Your Majesty, officials, merchants, and wealthy households, these people are not short of money. How can a large number of meat be sold on the market? If they fight for it, it will inevitably cause market turmoil. Those poor households are afraid that they will not be able to buy it even if they want to."

"Hiss..." Li Er took a breath of air conditioning and fell into deep thought.

It was not that he had thought that limiting officials and wealthy households could buy meat, but this was not realistic at all. Not to mention whether it could be restricted, even if it could be restricted, it would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among officials and wealthy households, and another turmoil would inevitably occur.

Seeing Li Er silent, Changsun Wuji continued, "I have thought of putting less meat on the market, but now winter is coming soon. If so many livestock are not sold, it is a big problem to raise only the forage in the court."

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Li Er was so worried that he couldn't sleep at night.

I kept thinking about the question raised by Changsun Wuji during the day. It was not until dawn that I came up with a solution that was not a solution: the person who tied the bell must untie it.

Who is it? Li Hao.

The business was negotiated by Li Hao. After the goods were sold, he had half of the money. There was no reason to let this kid watch the show.

So, Li Hao, who was furious in the military camp, was once again called into the palace.

"Are all the uncles here?" After entering Li Er's study and greeting the boss, Comrade Xiao Li greeted Changsun Wuji, Du Ruhui and others in turn.

"Cough." Li Er felt angry when he looked at his hippie and smiled, and coughed, "Li Dejian, do you know why you asked you to come this time?"

Looking at Li Er's serious look, Li Hao shrank his neck in fear and said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, I haven't collected fat for several days, and the price of meat in the city has dropped."

"I didn't tell you this." Li Er waved his hand angrily and gave Changsun Wuji a wink.

Old Changsun nodded and said to Li Hao: "Where is Dejian, the first batch of payments for the Turks have been delivered, and 80,000 sheep are being transported to Chang'an."

"Hey! Good thing." Li Hao felt spirited when he heard this: "Uncle Changsun, how could he sell so many sheep for about 60,000 guan. The treasury should be much more abundant now. At that time, I will suffer a little loss. According to the previous standards, I will only get 25,000 guan. I won't want more."

Changsun Wuji and others looked at each other.

Damn it, can you still have some shame? You want to ask for more, but you have to give it to you.

Fang Xuanling was a real person after all. Looking at Li Hao who was still happy, he tweeted: "Dejian, don't be happy too early. You must know that a large amount of meat is put into the market, which is likely to cause looting. At that time, 60,000 yuan will be small, causing market turmoil and public resentment will be a big deal. So the only thing we think is that the best way is to slaughter the flock directly and prevent them from flowing into the market."

"ah?!"

How many meanings does this mean?

Li Hao seemed to understand something in an instant. It turned out that these old guys were planning to give up.

This is absolutely impossible. You can't afford to pay, but I still have to pay.

I just came to the Tang Dynasty and was poor and wasted. After more than a month of hard work, I would have made you old guys millions of people. It would be better to die.

Thinking of this, Li Hao looked at Li Er who was sitting firmly on Diaoyutai.

The great emperor naturally didn't want to kill Shui Piao for hundreds of thousands of yuan, and frowned and sighed: "If you don't have any good way to solve this problem, that's all."

Li Hao blinked his innocent eyes and suddenly made up his mind.

My uncle, if you don’t show your power, you will treat me as a sick cat, right?

Then I will let you see what RMB players are today.

"Your Majesty, I believe that the looting that the uncles mentioned should be from wealthy families and lower-level officials."

Oh, it's not bad.

He actually reacted so quickly that he reached the same conclusion as Changsun Wuji in such a short time.

A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in Li Er's heart, and he said seriously: "No. You have a solution."

Changsun Wuji and others looked at each other for a few times. I have discussed it for almost a day, but there is no solution. What can a little kid solve?

Li Hao smacked his lips, turned his head to look at the old guys sitting: "There is a solution, but... I'm afraid that my uncles will not accept it."

Li Er suddenly felt energetic: "What method? Let's talk about it."

"Subscribe, as long as a few uncles sacrifice, each person can subscribe for 1,000 sheep. Of course, I don't want to harm the uncles. There are so many officials in the court, so it is better to allocate them according to the grade, subscribe to 1,000 sheep, second-grade 900 sheep, and so on. As for those rich families... let them subscribe to 500."

What?! Everyone lost their voices.

I'm afraid this kid isn't a disaster?

What do I want a thousand sheep for? Will I keep it for herding after retirement?
Chapter completed!