God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 218
late at night.

The censor Zhang Chao entered the palace in person and read a copy of Du He.

"Your Majesty, the uncle of Huyi County, relying on his own explosives, exploded in Chang'an City every now and then, causing people to be in panic and not being able to live all day long. In order to protect the safety of the people, please punish Du He severely. From now on, Du He is prohibited Then make explosives." Zhang Chao Dayi said awe-inspiringly.

Li Er raised his head when he heard the words: "I know about this matter."

After finishing speaking, there is no more text.

Zhang Chao looked at Li Er eagerly: "Your Majesty..."

Li Er waved his hand: "Pull it out and hit the ten boards."

"Ah...Your Majesty, what is the crime of the minister, what is the crime of the minister..."

Zhang Chao cried, but was dragged down and beaten with a dazed expression.

After Zhang Chao left, Li Er asked Li Junxian next to him: "Lang Ji, Zhang Chao, I remember that he is a relative of Zhang Shigui, right?"

Li Junxian nodded: "That's right, Your Majesty, Zhang Chao is General Zhang's cousin."

Li Er nodded: "Hmph, Zhang Shigui's reputation is really dishonored."

On the table in front of Li Er, there were two damaged Dark Night Iron Needles.

Li Junxian said: "Your Majesty, I have confirmed with the craftsman that this is the Dark Night Iron Needle of the Murong family."

Snapped.

Li Eryi slapped the table with his hands: "Murong family, Mo family, did they show up again? At the beginning, when I attacked Wang Shichong, Corporal Lixian asked people from the Mo family to come out to help, but those stubborn old people refused to say anything, and even scolded the great Tang Dynasty. That's not right... Humph, these bastards dared to bring the Dark Night Iron Needle to Chang'an, did they think I forgot what happened back then?"

Seeing Li Er was furious, Li Junxian said suddenly: "Your Majesty, calm down, the Mo family, it seems that they have offended Du He this time, and it is also their bad luck that they have offended the Great Demon King."

"Hahaha...Okay, that's right, Du He, I want to see if the mechanism technique of the Mo family meets Du He's invention, who will win!"

Thinking of Du He's endless tricks, Li Er was in a good mood.

……

Back at the furniture factory, Du He directly asked Zhang Du to start selecting workers to produce mahjong machines.

Then he took two undamaged Dark Night Iron Needles to the room to study.

three days later.

A total of ten mahjong machines and 50 sets of mahjong were transported to Chang'an City for sale.

Two days passed, but none of them were sold. Even though Li Lizhi had asked people to publicize it in advance, unfortunately, no one cared about it.

Li Li ran up to Du He angrily, and asked in a puzzled manner, "Are these people all pig-headed? Why doesn't anyone buy such an advanced thing?"

Du He rubbed his temples, and said: "The price of one set is [-] yuan, which is a bit high. However, none of the sets were sold, which is still a bit exaggerated. It seems that things that are too advanced, people don't like them for a while. I can’t accept it for a while. Forget it, withdraw the ten mahjong machines, make an empty house, and use them for entertainment for the workers, and then send another one to the Taishanghuang’s old man.”

Du He doesn't do business that loses money.

Since neither mahjong machine nor mahjong can make money, it is time to stop the loss in time.

Unexpectedly, Li Lizhi shook her head: "No, I don't believe it. It will definitely be sold. You must have a way. You must find a way. Those are ten mahjong machines. If you sell them, it will be worth [-] yuan." If the money cannot be sold, our furniture factory will lose a lot."

Du He smiled helplessly: "What can I do? You regard me as the greatest salesman in the world?"

Li Lizhi grabbed Du He's arm: "Can you help me?"

Du He shook his head.

Li Lizhi leaned close to Du He's ear and said, "If you don't help me, I'll tell my father, you took my sister to your room for the night, and you still do that kind of thing to me every day."

Swish.

Du He jumped back in fright: "Don't be so scary, okay, I, Du He, am an honest person. What is that kind of thing? Isn't it just playing mahjong? Why are you talking so mysterious?"

"Hmph, I don't care anyway, Du He, you must help me!" Li Lizhi said angrily with her hands on her hips.

Du He thought to himself, if Li Er found out about this, he would have to skin him.

He hurriedly said: "It's a deal!"

"Good! Hee hee!"

Li Lizhi said happily: "Tell me, what should I do?"

Du He thought for a while, then suddenly said: "The first step is to create momentum."

"How?"

"come over……"

When Li Lizhi approached, Du He leaned on her ear and whispered something.

Li Lizhi's eyes lit up, and she took the initiative to kiss Du He: "That's great, I knew you had a way."

The next morning.

A group of people left the gate of the furniture factory.

It was Du He who took the lead.

Du He was riding on a tall horse, wearing a blue bunt and a blue cloak on his shoulders, swaying in the wind.

In the rear, Li Lizhi sat in the center of a bright yellow carriage, full of confidence.

She shouted: "Du He, come up and have a seat?"

Du He turned around: "Do it? Or not!"

In the rear, there is a team of more than ten people, and seven or eight carriages, all of which are full of goods.

Not long after, the convoy entered the east gate of Chang'an City and arrived near the East City.

Du He chose an intersection with a lot of traffic and an open field, and asked the workers to start building the platform.

It has been three months since he last set up a stage in Chang'an City. That day, he set up a lottery table for selling books at the entrance of Cuiwei Building, and slapped Chang Sun Chong in the face severely.

Today, Du He is here to promote mahjong.

After a short time, Marquis Wu, who was patrolling the city, arrived and wanted to drive the workers away.

When Du He heard this, he rushed out: "Who the hell is so bold, dare to stop this young master from doing business?"

The city patrol envoy took a look, and hurried over: "Oh, Huyi county uncle, I know who it is, it turned out to be you, I know my mistake, I know my mistake."

This street envoy is Hong Zhong.

Du He laughed: "Emissary Hongjie, I've made it difficult for you. I didn't bring any good gifts when I went out today. I just happened to have a pair of mahjong for you. It would be nice to take it home and play."

Hong Zhong thanked him, took the mahjong, but murmured in his heart, Du He was so generous in the past, why only give him such a rotten mahjong today.

However, this was a gift from the county magistrate of the fourth grade, even if he didn't like it, he didn't dare to reveal it.

At dusk, the platform was erected.

From a long distance, I saw a few large characters directly above the table: Chang'an's first mahjong competition.

This strange arrangement and incomprehensible signboard immediately attracted many people to watch.

For a while, the surroundings of the platform were blocked, and there was a sea of ​​people.

There are thousands of people at least.

It's a pity that no one came out for a long time. Looking at the empty table, some people could hardly hold back.

Du He saw that the heat was almost ready, so he waved his hands and said to the left and right: "Cheer up, my young master. In ancient times, there was a tree at the gate of Shangyang City, and now there is a mahjong competition held by this young master in Dongshi. Don't mess it up for me." gone."

Zhang Du said curiously: "Master, this doesn't rhyme either!"

Du He kicked Zhang Du: "You are the only one who has too many things!"

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