"Prime Minister Zhang, what do you think?" Empress Wang spoke to Li Longji and turned to ask Zhang Shuo.
"I … I would like to invite Your Majesty." Zhang Shuo was in a dilemma. What should I say? Thus, he said something ambiguous.
It could be interpreted as he agreed and asked for His Majesty's instructions.
It could also be said that he invited His Majesty to speak and whatever His Majesty said was the law.
"Brother Yi's house can still accommodate 100 families." Li Longji talked about the house.
Thus, Zhang Shuo and Empress Wang understood. 100 families could be sent over and they could be considered as private soldiers. They could be used to protect Zhuangzi.
At the same time, they could not be considered as private soldiers. Since the House of Subjugation was disbanded, how could they not be allowed to seek refuge with others?
The children's procession walked all the way to the Vermilion Bird Gate, which faced the Vermilion Bird Avenue.
They were tired again.
However, the children were trying their best to stand. Fatigue was written all over their faces.
"Get on, get on. I will bring you to the East Market to play." Song De called out.
Seeing that they were about to collapse, the children cheered and ran into the carriage.
The procession turned around and the Winged Knights went back.
Firecrackers were sold off in an instant. All the firecrackers produced in the city were sold off.
There were a total of 200 families and they were all from the poorest families.
On average, each person produced 1,700 firecrackers a day. Some families had three people working on it, including the wife and the children.
On average, they produced more than 2,000 firecrackers. Including the time needed to transport the yellow mud and dry the firecrackers, each family produced more than 12,000 firecrackers.
Zhuangzi earned 2.4 million yuan. It was no wonder that Yao Chong was jealous.
When the children arrived at the East Market, they formed a group to play. They only looked at the firecrackers and did not buy anything. The only things in the East Market that the children could not use were the things that Zhuangzi could provide.
The children did not care about snacks. How much could they eat? How could they compare to what they had at home?
Even the candied hawthorns that King Song and Li Chengqi sold were not good enough for the children. The candies were too big and they would get toothache if they ate too much.
Furthermore, there were only hawthorns and nothing else. Zhuangzi had peony, watermelon, cantaloupe, orange, grape, banana …
Mixed together, they looked colorful, beautiful, and delicious.
"How long has this oil been used for? It's all black. You'll get sick if you eat it. "
A little girl raised her finger and pointed at a stall that sold deep-fried food.
The other party didn't understand what he meant. Wouldn't deep-fried things be black? Ever since the invention of the soybean oil extraction method, deep-fried things had become more popular.
"You can't eat it. You'll get sick," the little girl said kindly to the other children.
The children looked at her in surprise, thinking that she was pretty.
"Little doll, don't talk nonsense. How could you be sick? I'll eat it for you to see. "The stall owner was furious. Was he trying to cause trouble? Whose child was it?
"Don't shout. Child, speak the truth. What are you shouting for?" The manor's guard did not agree and retorted.
The people beside him hurriedly advised, "Old Fifth Feng, don't say anymore. The Li Family Zhuangzi's child is very precious."
"You can't say that my oil isn't good." The stall owner lowered his voice. He couldn't afford to offend him, especially when he was shouting at a child.
"Let's go, let's go. Sorry, the child can't keep her mouth shut." The guard didn't continue pestering him.
The little girl mumbled, "Dongzhu said that I can only fry for a maximum of eight hours. Throw it away and use it to make soap. I can't let people eat it. If they get sick from it, he'll have to treat them. It's so tiring!"
"If you speak the truth again, I'll beat you up!" The guard glared at her.
"Father, I won't speak anymore." The little girl pouted. The guard was her father.
The stall owner shrunk his neck. Luckily, he didn't scold the girl's family and didn't beat her up. Otherwise …
Very soon, the entire East City knew that the group of children had returned to stroll around.
The rich people who bought things in the East City didn't dare to provoke them. They were even more unwilling to get into trouble than the common folk.
If they had the guts to bully people and children, they might as well find trouble with Li Yi.
Li Yi was Dongzhu. If they found trouble with him, they could just apologize. If they bullied the child, they would have to think about the magnanimity of the prime minister.
"Brother, do you have any firecrackers? Father bought a thousand of them and didn't let me play with them. I just wanted to touch them. "A little boy ran over and said to a villager child who looked slightly older than him.
The villager child took one out from his pocket and secretly gave it to the boy.
"Brother, why don't you play with them?" The boy looked around and hid the firecrackers.
"I'm happy to see you play with them." The villager boy actually felt that the firecrackers weren't fun anymore. His arms hurt.
"Why? I'm happy too. "The boy said.
"We're fated. In the future, remember to buy anything from the Li Family Zhuangzi." The villager boy said sincerely.
"Okay!" The villager boy felt that he had found a confidant.
Many of the villager children were selling things. They were used to living a hard life and were very shrewd.
Children from poor families were already in charge of the household. It was just that they met Li Yi and lived a good life. It didn't mean that they were stupid.
Some of the children were almost sold off because they were poor, especially the little girls.
Song De didn't follow them. He took two million out of the 2.4 million yuan he earned from selling the firecrackers back to Zhuangzi.
The remaining four hundred thousand yuan worth of silk was placed at the entrance of Xingqing Palace and handed over the invitation written by Li Yi.
The gatekeeper didn't care about the mountain of silk and entered with the invitation.
Li Longji returned with Zhang Shuo. Empress Wang gave him face and didn't rest. In fact, she was too excited and didn't want to rest.
"Daoji, look. I told you that Brother Yi would send a portion of the money over. Sure enough." Li Longji said to Zhang Shuo.
"Your Majesty is able to predict the future. This subject admires you." Zhang Shuo flattered.
Then he asked, "What did Li Yi write? Don't tell me it's still that … "
"What?" Empress Wang interrupted. What? How obscure can a nursery rhyme be for children?
"This subject forgot." Zhang Shuo corrected his mistake as fast as he could. The Empress has a son in her belly, how scary is that?
Li Longji opened the invitation and read, "Brilliant heavenly omen, Zizi Shun Yao, Four Seas Sing Peaceful, Eight Directions Around, Flowing Clouds Clear Sky, Blue Water Surging, Where the Emperor's Heart Lies, People's Lives Shall Be Spared, People's Suffering Shall Be Shared, Clothes Shall Be Worn Together, The Barren Lands Shall Remain Unchanged, The Li Family's Grace Shall Be High …"
As Zhang Shuo listened, he shook his head. Yes, this was what Li Yi should have written. Matching the four literary styles, all the way down.
Li Longji continued to read, "Winter Snow and Cold Wind Invade, Coal and Firewood Burn Incessantly, Chang An's Palace Watch Out …"
Zhang Shuo continued. Good, Li Liu Xing Wen is out, multiplying with Pian Si Ping Shu.
Li Longji read, "Your Majesty, quickly give this money to the people. Since it's New Year, you must find those who are poor, especially those who are sick.
The imperial physicians of the Imperial Physician Department had nothing better to do. Tell them, do they still want other medical books? Go see a doctor, otherwise they won't give it. Even if I write it, they won't give it, they'll burn it … "
Zhang Shuo was listening comfortably when he suddenly heard these words. He jumped out of his chair and gritted his teeth.
"Your Majesty, he, how can he blaspheme you like this? He should be punished. "Zhang Shuo felt that there was something in his heart that he could not vent. It was very uncomfortable.
"Hehehehe …" Empress Wang laughed.
"Empress, if Li Yi wrote the entire thing, it would be a poem. Unfortunately, how could he dare, aiya, I …"
What Zhang Shuo wanted to do the most was to rush to Zhuangzi, grab Li Yi, and make him delete the nonsense at the back and rewrite it.
He felt that it was as disgusting as eating half a fly during a meal. His good mood for the day was gone.
"Hahaha!" Li Longji also laughed and said, "The first part is nonsense, the last part is the key."
"Yes!" Empress Wang held back her laughter and said, "Four hundred thousand can buy a lot of things. My uncle and I have a lot of money. Why don't we take some out and share it with the people."
She was not short of money now. The rice cakes were selling well, and there was also the business between her uncle (Bai) and Li Yi. The majority of it was in the palace.
She had money!
Although a part of it was used to invest in marine products, there was still a lot left.
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