History chat group: I just want to make money

As soon as these words came out, the originally joyful court instantly turned serious.

Meng Bo was in a daze.

Your Majesty, what does this mean?

Could it be that the King of Southern Xinjiang, Li Chengjiu, is causing trouble again?

Damn it, this guy is a scourge. He was finally kicked out of Kyoto. Why do you care about the new policy when you have nothing to do? Doesn't this make His Majesty turn his anger on me?

Damn it, who did I provoke?

He cursed secretly in his heart, but his expression was extremely frightened. From time to time he glanced at Grand Master Qin Yu, but the old Grand Master had his eyes closed and there was no trace of joy or anger on his face, which made him a little at a loss.

However, before he could speak, the emperor said again:

"Meng Aiqing, don't be afraid. Please take this letter and circulate it to all your loved ones. I also want to hear everyone's opinions."

Meng Bo was even more confused, but he still thanked him and stepped forward, taking the letter with both hands.

When I returned to my seat, I took a deep breath before opening the letter and reading it carefully.

All the courtiers around him poked their heads in, wanting to see the contents of the letter as soon as possible.

But when they saw Meng Bo's expression, everyone frowned.

What was written in the letter? How could it surprise the Salt Transport Envoy so much?

Emma, ​​are his eyes almost popping out?

Stare out?

Meng Bo wanted to pop his eyes out at this moment.

New fine salt refining method?

What nonsense?

You unlearned and rogue king of Jiang can't even read a complete "History of Dayun", so how can you say that you have discovered a new method of refining fine salt?

I have been here for hundreds of years, and so many craftsmen have tried countless times but have never made any achievements in refining fine salt. Why do you think so?

Humph, I don’t believe it anyway.

I felt confident in my heart, but when I looked up and saw the emperor's calm and composed expression, I felt a little uncertain again.

Holy shit, did your Majesty believe it?

Don’t you know what your son’s virtues are?

The key is that what he does will affect the advancement of the New Deal. Once the New Deal is delayed, where can I make a fortune?

Your Majesty, you must not be confused.

As the saying goes, judging a person's financial path is like killing his parents. Now Meng Bo has to wear hemp and mourn his parents.

However, when the officials on the side saw that the salt transport envoy was holding the letter and was still not circulating it, the senior officials closest to him became anxious, so they went up and snatched the letter.

In this way, the letter was quickly circulated among the ministers.

Immediately, discussions began in the court.

"The efficiency of the new refining method has increased by more than a hundred times? How is that possible?"

"If we have enough manpower, we can produce tens of thousands of kilograms every day? Is this king of Xinjiang crazy? Do you dare to say such a thing?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Have you ever thought about how low the price of fine salt will drop if this is true?"

"What level? Fifty cents? Or a hundred cents?"

"Heh, even lower, right?"

"..."

Anyone who knows Qiu Xiuru knows that although he has a submissive nature, he is extremely serious about people and matters, and is honest and upright.

This letter was written by him, so its credibility has to be carefully considered.

Finally, the letter finally reached Grand Master Qin.

Qin Yu simply glanced at it, his brows twitched slightly, then he gently stroked his beard and handed the letter into the emperor's hands again.

Li Bingyu put the letter away and then raised his eyes to look at everyone.

The expressions of the officials in the hall varied, either nervously or happily. Some were whispering to each other, while others were minding their own food and paying no attention to the matter.

With a slight smile, Li Bingyu waved his hand.

Seeing this, the eunuch standing by took a step forward and said sharply: "Quiet."

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly became extremely quiet.

Li Bingyu smiled, then nodded and said:

"Previously, I had the same idea as all my dear friends, and I was also shocked after reading this letter. However, through the fine salt refining method presented by the King of Xinjiang, I have found someone to verify it repeatedly. Sure enough, it is indeed true."

Everyone only saw the content of the letter, but the real method of refining it had already been figured out by Li Bingyu alone.

They say you have no jokes.

Since the emperor has said so, the matter must be concluded.

Meng Bo's hands were shaking a little.

Previously, I thought that trying to create a mystery about this incident would at best delay the advancement of the New Deal and make me less money.

But now?

The new extraction method is a hundred times more efficient. If we really need to use the power of the whole country to mass-produce fine salt, then the existence of the New Deal is of no use?

As His Majesty said, this matter has really turned into a joke.

But he had already collected an unknown amount of stolen money in his pocket. After collecting the money, nothing had been done yet.

Do you want him to spit out so much money again?

What the hell are you talking about?

In a hurry, Meng Bo shook his sleeves, hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and said:

"Your Majesty, the New Deal has been in effect for half a year, and there are too many involved in it. If the New Deal is suddenly stopped, it will inevitably cause civil turmoil, and the humble ministers will be frightened, fearing that it will be detrimental to the fate of the country!"

After hearing this, Grand Master Qin Yu frowned slightly and glanced at Meng Bo calmly.

But Li Bingyu sneered, "Is it bad for the fate of the country? I think it's bad for you, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Bo felt his eyes go dark, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I tried my best to hold my body firmly on the ground, and began to make rapid calculations in my mind.

After fighting in the officialdom for so many years, he had a plan in just a moment.

When he raised his head again, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Your Majesty, I am very loyal to you. I have worked hard to promote the New Deal, but I have never neglected it. Now that the New Deal has been implemented throughout the world, if the New Deal is abolished, all my previous efforts will be in vain.

The East River is indeed unfavorable, and I am unwilling to accept it!"

After saying that, he tilted his head and looked aggrieved.

Li Bingyu squinted his eyes, glanced at the expressions of everyone in the hall, and then smiled:

"My dear, I have misunderstood. I have no intention of blaming you. Today is the night of the Yuan Dynasty. When we are not talking about the court, come and drink this cup with me."

As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials raised their glasses again.

Meng Bobo exhaled as if he had walked through the gates of hell, and the cold sweat on his forehead had already flowed to his neck.

Fortunately, he escaped, so he kowtowed and thanked him. Although his calves were a bit cramped, he still managed to return to his position.

As soon as this incident broke out, the atmosphere on the court became tense.

Queen Yun's eyebrows moved slightly.

Looking at the emperor's slightly serious face, he smiled.

"Your Majesty has many things to do and is busy with government affairs, but the affairs of the court are not a day's work. You should be happy to spend the Yuan Dynasty night today. I heard from Huai'er that he secretly prepared a program for you. Why don't you let him come in and perform for your majesty?

To add to the fun, this is in line with the meaning of the first month."

Yuan Yueben emphasized unity and harmony, and the happiness between family members really made the Queen hit the mark.

Li Bingyu laughed and said, "Okay, what the queen said is absolutely true, then let me see what surprise Chenghuai has prepared for me."

Things in the court returned to a pleasant atmosphere again.

Some people are happy about this meal, while others are sad about it. Some people enjoy eating it, but some people find it difficult to swallow it.

Of course, the situation in the Prince's Mansion far away in southern Xinjiang is not the same.

Li Chengjiu didn't know that his method of refining fine salt would cause trouble for many people and they would not live well for years.

I looked at my watch and saw that there were less than twenty minutes until twelve o'clock.

He hurriedly called Xiaozhu and asked people to move all the extra meals to his room. How to arrange the rest of the people was not his thing to worry about.

Of course, Xiaowan had already been arranged into the guest room by Xiaozhu.

Otherwise, if things go wrong, this girl will really get under her bed.

Li Chengjiu was also very angry about this.

There was a group video chat in the evening, and several people were watching it, just in case Xiaowan came up and interacted with me again.

There is no money for this kind of live broadcast.