The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 225 Listening to Jun's words completely ruined his outlook on life
At certain times, Yu Zhining really wanted to open Li Muyun's mind and see what was inside.

As early as a month ago, Lao Yu began to worry that Li Muyun's massive employment of labor in Shanyin County would affect the autumn harvest, but he never expected that this guy would use a competition to hire people to harvest.

Oh yes, this is not a job, but a competition, with a total of 23 bonuses. I believe that there will be many people participating for the No.1 [-] bonuses. By that time, as long as he provides land that can be harvested, it will be fine. Countless people who were there for the ten or five bonuses would help him harvest as quickly as possible, and the harvested grain would remain in Shanyin County.

Seeing that Yu Zhining was in a daze and did not speak, Li Muyun blinked his eyes, and continued proudly: "How is it? Am I very smart? Teacher Yu, let me tell you, money is actually divided into how to use it. I hired some people to harvest, and if the entire county has harvested, it is estimated that there is not enough money for a few hundred guan, and the grain harvested may not be worth a few hundred guan at all."

"Small cleverness, you are nothing more than cleverness." Facing Li Muyun who was like a villain, Yu Zhining had black lines all over his head.

Although his method is good, and it seems that he can do it once a year, but... But is it really good?If other counties are like him, then who will harvest?Ordinary people are not fools. How can they be cheated a second time after being cheated once.

Regarding Lao Yu's question, Li Muyun seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, rubbed his nose and said, "Teacher, the situation in each county is different. In fact, the main output of our Shanyin County is not grain, but the reason why we grow grain , just to prevent the land from being left unused, if it really depends on the little things that grow in the ground, it is estimated that most of our county will starve to death."

"Then what do you mean?" Yu Zhining asked for a long time without understanding what Li Muyun meant, looking at him suspiciously.

"It's simple. Our county grows grain for fun, so that the people will not forget their roots. As for the harvested grain, the winery in the county will buy it at the price of a bucket of grain for a catty of wine." Li Muyun sat Going to Lao Yu's side, he looked up at the moon that was slowly sinking in the sky and said.

"The price of a bucket of grain and a catty of wine? Wouldn't that be a bucket of grain for ten stones of grain?" Yu Zhining still remembered the price of "suffering the donkey" at the beginning, and he came up with the answer after a little calculation, but this conversion method It's all a bit dumbfounding.

However, Li Muyun didn't mean to be nonsense at all. Instead, he said plausibly: "Didn't we just say that the county's grain is not enough to eat, let alone pay taxes. So I thought it's better to further process it, which is equivalent Once the weight of grain changes hands, it can be exchanged for ten or even a hundred times the grain, and the people will feel at ease when they are full."

Yu Zhining looked at Li Muyun quite speechlessly, and asked after a long while: "If I remember correctly, your wine shop seems to be able to produce more than two catties of bar for a bucket of grain?"

Li Muyun smiled and said, "That's right, about two and a half catties!" This data is not a secret in Shan County, and he never thought of hiding it.

"That is to say, after your operation, a bucket of grain becomes 25 stone grain in an instant, right?" Yu Zhining's tone was a little weird.

"That's right, this is the price purchased by the palace, and it is also the standard price of a thousand catties of wine every year. If it exceeds a thousand catties, the price may double."

"You..., you..., aren't you making black-hearted money!" Yu Zhining finally couldn't stand Li Muyun's shameless face, stood up abruptly, pointed to his nose and said, "Why is the old man not safe at the end of the day? You are such a disciple, sad, sad!"

For some reason, Li Muyun looked at Yu Zhining, and what appeared in his mind was the image of Uncle Benshan. Seeing his grief-stricken look, he couldn't help saying: "Teacher, I am also thinking of the common people, don't you Do you think it would be enough to starve the people in the jurisdiction to flee famine every year?"

"Then you can't do it like this. One bucket of grain is exchanged for ten stones of grain, which is a hundred times! If you do this, what will other counties do? What will other state capitals do?"

"What does that have to do with me? As the saying goes, if I am not in the position, I will not seek the government. I am a small county magistrate. If I want to take care of the affairs of other counties, I will wait until I become an assassin. As for other state capitals, this Let’s think about it after I enter the center.”

"You..." Yu Zhining was almost offended by Li Muyun, but the old man also knew that what his disciple said might not be unreasonable. From a county magistrate's point of view, what he did now There is really nothing wrong with it.

But, why doesn't he know that he is not a standard county magistrate at all? Well, there is a godfather of the emperor, how will he be a county king in the future, how can a county king only consider his immediate interests.

Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, mud cannot support walls, and rotten wood cannot be carved... For a moment, all these words flashed through Yu Zhining's mind, and seeing Li Muyun really gave him a hard blow.

However, Li Muyun didn't seem to feel Lao Yu's anger at all, and still said to himself: "Actually, this is not bad, at least we can make Shanyin County the number one county in the country. After three years, I will let the county All the people live in small western-style buildings, and each family has at least two horses. At that time, I can relax. I only need to drink tea and chat every day. I buy hundreds of maids and let them beat your legs and shoulders every day... ...".

"Go away, I don't want those things." Yu Zhining looked at Li Muyun who was lost in his imagination, waved his sleeves fiercely, turned and left.

I can't listen to it anymore, I can't listen to it anymore, Yu Zhining has always been known as the founder of the world, but he never expected that he would be so worthless after accepting a disciple, and even drink tea and chat, don't he? Should it be to share the worries of the king and serve the country?
As the saying goes, listening to what you say will ruin your outlook on life!Yu Zhining regretted why he had to ask so many questions, why he had to listen to that brat explain so much.

……

The distance from Shuozhou to Chang'an is [-] miles, and the express delivery of [-] miles can take only six days.

His Majesty Li Shimin, the great Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, was sitting behind the dragon case, flipping through the memorial that belonged to Lu Qinghong, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched, revealing a disdainful smile.

It's just a twelve-wheeled carriage, so nothing, as long as the old man doesn't make trouble for himself, so what if it's twenty-four?It's ridiculous that Lu Qinghong didn't even know the identity of the person he was suing, so he dared to send the impeachment memorial in an expedited way of three hundred miles. I really don't know how this guy's brain grows.

What's more, this is obviously what happened in Shuozhou, and it has nothing to do with his analysis of the state. Even if it is impeachment, he doesn't need to impeach it, right?Forcing people to write poems without talking about it, losing face in a bet, and even being ashamed, the villain sued first, and didn't look at his own character.

His old man ran away from home, so Li Shimin would not just let himself go. In fact, Shuozhou Mansion was already covered with his eyeliner. What happened there was not a daily report, but at least two In three days, there will be a piece of information on his desk.

So from some perspectives, whether it was Li Muyun or Li Yuan, they were all under his supervision.

He knew that Shanyin County could produce thousands of catties of pig iron every day, he also knew about cement, and he also knew that Tang Jian bought six thousand horses.

So Lu Qinghong's impeachment memorial is actually useless at all. For His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Empire who has already understood the whole story, everything in the impeachment memorial is actually not that important.In his opinion, Li Muyun, who produces thousands of catties of pig iron every day, is far more useful than Lu Qinghong, and his usefulness is not small.

And when Li Shimin was thinking about how to deal with the narrow-minded Lu Qinghong, Empress Changsun walked in from the outside, and saw the three frontier poems written by him on the table at first sight, and sighed in surprise after hastily reading them : "What's wrong with your Majesty today? Why did you write so many frontier poems?"

Li Shimin glanced at the surprised Empress Changsun, and said with a smile, "I just copied this poem on a whim, but I am not the original author!"

"Oh? My Tang Dynasty still has such a talented person? Can I write such a good sentence?" Empress Changsun was even more surprised when she heard that the poem was not written by Li Er.

"How about Avalokitesvara Maid Guess and see if he can guess who did it?" Li Shimin asked with a light smile.

Empress Changsun once again focused her eyes on the three poems on the table, and said with a bitter smile for a long time: "Your Majesty is hard on me, these three poems are majestic and ambitious, I really can't figure out who wrote them of."

Li Shimin was not surprised by Empress Changsun's answer. After a slight smile, he pointed to the sentence "Don't teach Huma Du Yinshan" with his finger: "Look here, think again."

"Yinshan? Could it be Li Ji, the British Duke? No, no, it can't be him." Empress Changsun frowned, thinking hard, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, her eyes widened in surprise: "Yinshan, Shanyin , wouldn’t it be written by Li Muyun, the adopted son newly adopted by the emperor?”

"Hehe..., it wasn't he who wrote it, and Lu Qinghong was so angry that he vomited blood because of this matter." Li Shimin shook his head and smiled and told Empress Changsun the information he had received.

"This, how is this possible? In ancient times, Cao Zhi's seven-step poem was amazing enough. Then Li Muyun obviously hadn't read a book for a few days, so how could he write such a good sentence in such a short time?" She didn't comment, she was just surprised why Li Muyun wrote such quatrains that could be passed down through the ages in such a short period of time.

"No, Guanyin's maidservant is wrong. This poem was not written in a short period of time. It may have been prepared in advance, and it took at least a month."

"Even if it's a month, it's impossible. If you don't have a certain literary talent, it's impossible to write it even in a lifetime!"

(End of this chapter)