Datang: Showdown, your father and I are Li Shimin

Chapter 29
Not long after.

Tang Jian had already drawn up a few cursive scripts, and walked towards the imperial study with the cursive scripts in hand.

As soon as he entered the imperial study room, he saw Changsun Wuji and others in it.

"Your Majesty, the cursive script has been drawn up..." Tang Jian originally wanted to say something, but frowned and swallowed the words on his lips.

Li Er looked around with a smile. Changsun Wuji and the others seemed to have something on their minds, but they seemed embarrassed to say it.

Looking at the few ministers in front of him who have always been calm, who opened their mouths to express the righteousness of their family and country, frowning and puffing up their cheeks, Li Er couldn't help it.

"Hahahahaha... Auxiliary machine... Do you guys want to ask about donating and borrowing money?" Li Er looked at everyone with interest.

The guys nodded slightly, and muttered a few words like mosquitoes: "The emperor is holy..."

After all, the hundreds of thousands tonight is really not a big amount. If it were anyone with the same status and salary, the boss would prostitute you for hundreds of thousands or millions, and ask others to quit hundreds of thousands or millions.

Moreover, the boss obviously likes you more, and he prostituted you for hundreds of thousands of dollars, but the person he hates borrows it instead, and no one feels balanced.

The interest on the borrowed money is still high.

But no one really has no opinion.

Among the crowd, there was no Wei Zheng.

A few people's small thoughts were seen through, and they immediately blushed.

It's not that they want to ask for money, but they are just curious why His Majesty is so tough to borrow money from Pei Ji and the others.

Although these 10 taels of silver were not a small amount to them, they had followed Li Er for so many years, and they had received quite a few rewards back and forth.

1 taels of silver can be exchanged for 100 shi-polished rice, and their salary is less than [-] a year.

That is naturally distressing.

Li Er simply calmed down, and stopped himself from smiling slightly.

This smile made the ministers below look confused.

"Look at this." Li Er said, holding up the imperial list compiled by Tang Jian.

Fang Xuanling and the others immediately approached, their eyes swept towards the imperial list like searchlights.

It clearly stated: "The smallpox in the Tang Dynasty was raging, but the treasury was empty. Now I call on all the courtiers to raise funds for disaster relief. The amount is as follows:"

"Changsun Wuji donated 12 taels, Fang Xuanling donated 10 taels, Du Ruhui donated 8 taels, Wei Zheng donated 8 taels, Tang Jian donated 7 taels..."

The people below kept looking back, and then the names of Pei Ji and others appeared on it:

"Pei Ji donated: 500 taels, borrowed 30 taels, Sima Yu donated 500 taels, borrowed 4 taels..."

After reading it, Zhangsun Wuji and the others seemed to have some concept in their heads, but they didn't really understand it.

The general feeling is that there is a layer of fog in my mind, and there is a candle in the fog, and I seem to see it clearly, but I don’t seem to see it clearly.

Seeing that everyone had finished reading it, Li Er put down the imperial list: "Just based on this list, make a copy of about ten copies for me, and paste them all over the city of Chang'an!"

As soon as the words fell, all the ministers suddenly realized what they were saying.

My mind suddenly opened up.

This trick is wonderful!

Changsun Wuji looked at Du Ruhui, and Du Ruhui looked at Fang Xuanling. They all looked at each other and then smiled knowingly.

Li Er saw all of them smiling, and he was very excited: "You said... If the people in Chang'an City saw this, what would they think?"

"If Pei Ji and his group know what the people think of them, what will they think? What will they look like?"

Changsun Wuji and the others laughed and laughed: "Your Majesty, your move is really wonderful! It's wonderful!"

"This move can be described as a scheming plan, completely ruining their reputation!" Fang Xuanling bowed her hands to Li Er with a smile on her face.

Du Ruhui smiled for a while, feeling that something was wrong. There seemed to be no records of such things throughout the ages.

How did His Majesty come up with this idea?
Du Ruhui rolled his eyes, and suddenly a golden light shot out from his eyes, and he cupped his hands towards Li Er: "Your Majesty, this plan is very clever, but it doesn't seem like your Majesty's plan, I dare to ask, this plan... But from Doctor Li?"

Li Er blushed immediately, reached out and nodded Du Ruhui: "Good Du Ruhui, you deserve to be you! You can guess all of this!"

The Imperial Study Room is full of joy again...

The next day.

After Tang Jian and others learned that Pei Ji was going to be rectified, they copied hundreds of copies overnight.

I don't know why, but I always feel that after this thing is posted in Chang'an City, it will definitely be very interesting.

Everyone is waiting for Pei Ji's expression next time.

Anyway, now that there is Dr. Li around the smallpox epidemic, His Majesty dares to send the empress to the disaster area, so there must be a definite solution.

Not long after dawn, dozens of teams covered their faces with silk cloth, carried paste, and held a stack of papers in their hands.

This posture is only available in the imperial examinations.

This time it was suddenly listed on the list, and many people were also very curious.

What is worth promoting like this?

The literate scholar stood next to the imperial list, with a hundred coins in his pocket that he had just received from someone else.

Naturally, he was asked to read the list.

At the same time, I am explaining the difference between borrowing money and donating money to the people.

Today's common people are suffering from smallpox, and they seldom get together. Everyone's face is covered with silk cloth, which is better than nothing.

The scholar squeezed the copper in his pocket and squeezed it forward.

This money was naturally entrusted by Du Ruhui and the others.

These scholars are also very happy, why not do it for one hundred Wen a day?
And they're all telling the truth.

Du Ruhui and the others were also very generous, willing to pay.

After all, it was to clean up Pei Ji, and several 10 taels of silver were donated, which is not bad for these dozens of taels.

More and more people passed by, and bustling crowds surrounded every place where the imperial list was posted in Chang'an City.

Usually, people would read the royal list when the imperial examinations were released. Today, the common people waited for a long time but no one stepped forward. Many people began to urge:

"I haven't heard of any exams recently, why is it suddenly released on the imperial list?
"What are these? It seems to be related to money? Does anyone want to read it?"

"Is there anyone who can read?"

The people in the front row looked around, and suddenly a thin arm stretched out from the crowd: "Me! Everyone, let me show you!"

The people consciously looked in the direction of the scholar and made way for him.

The young man pretended to look carefully at the imperial list, but actually he had memorized the contents of it already.

"That young man! What are you doing standing there, tell me what's written on this thing! I haven't heard of the exam recently!" Several commoners began to boo.

The scholar in front of the list glanced at the crowd, and seeing that there were almost no more people around, he stretched out his hand to signal for silence.

The common people watching immediately shut their mouths, since they are illiterate, shouldn't they listen to others?
(End of this chapter)