I Built a Territory in Ancient Times

"Tsk tsk! So, if the goods in my shop can be shipped over there for sale, it will make a lot of money, is it better than the moldy qiáng stuck here?"

He opened a small shop in the capital, selling some cloth, silk and satin garments. Because his shop is small, he can only barely maintain his family's life. In recent years, Dayan's treasury has been tense, and there have been natural and man-made disasters. This business has become increasingly difficult to do.

When people are poor, their thoughts change, and no one can hang themselves on a tree, right? Today's news has made many people who are very thoughtful have different thoughts. Although they don't have a lot of capital, but if they think of a way, they might be able to take this opportunity to survive.

Small businesses and hawkers can think about changes, and those big businesses that control the lifeline of the economy should not be underestimated. What happened in the courtroom that day was quickly inquired about by those who were interested, and even the kind of pamphlet that Ming Yu sent to the ministers, those who had channels had already obtained it.

Ma Siyong carefully read the contents of the booklet several times before covering up and pondering. As businessmen, they are a little more sensitive than those ministers in the DPRK to this matter. The planning instructions in Duanwang's booklet made them feel ashamed of those who have experienced shopping malls for a long time.

This just shows that Duan Wang is not as stupid and incompetent as the legend, and then again, if it is as rumored, how could he think of bringing the goods from the Western Regions back to Dayan? The profits earned made even their top merchants jealous.

Now Duan Wang's proposal to develop the Xiqi Corridor is even more impressive. If Duan Wang really can be sure, this is a major event that can change the lifeline of the entire Dayan. Isn't it a huge opportunity for businessmen in the world? All he has to do now is to seize this opportunity.

"Father!" Ma Jinyu looked at Ma Siyong cautiously. After getting the booklet for so long, his father didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Only then did Ma Siyong come back to his senses, and handed the booklet to his son, motioning him to read it before speaking.

Ma Jinyu didn't dare to refuse, and read it carefully before saying: "Duanwang really has a lot of knowledge. When I chatted with him that day, I had some words. I didn't expect it to be taken so quickly. It is incredible to discuss it in the courtroom, and to get all the ministers to agree to this matter."

When the court discussed this matter before, most of the people in the court were against it. The most important thing was to spend money. If the court has no money, don't waste your efforts. But now that King Duan has taken over this matter in the court, no one can match his aura.

"Where do you think King Duan will get the money? The Xiqi Corridor is no child's play. Except for the imperial court, there is no one person who can spend so much money." Ma Siyong stared at his son. asked.

Ma Jinyu frowned and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head, how did he know Duan Wang's plan. "Father, do you think this Duan Wang is just kidding around?"

Ma Siyong chuckled lightly: "Just kidding? Who can play in the courtroom? Aren't you afraid of losing your head?"

Ma Jinyu snorted, "Didn't the emperor love him the most? So..." It was impossible to think about it, and he swallowed the second half of the words. No matter how much he loves his son, it is impossible to play tricks on state affairs. The current emperor is not a fool. Since he can agree, it means that the emperor believes that Duan Wang can do it well. "But my son really can't think of any way for King Duan to get money."

Ma Siyong smiled slightly and said firmly, "Wait. No one else can see Duan Wang's actions, but one day we will understand his actions."

Ma Jinyu nodded, but listened to him again: "Looking for opportunities to contact Duan Wang, be sure to get first-hand information."

"Yes, my son understands."

Not only the merchants are staring at Ming Yu, the people in Beijing, the ministers in the court, countless pairs of eyes are staring at it. Want to see how he can get so much money. Of course, more people are holding the mentality of watching jokes. Look, I'm bragging about Haikou when my head is hot for a while, now it's all right? Things can't be done without making jokes.

Ming Yu didn't take these gossip to heart at all, he should eat and drink every day. From time to time, I go to the ministers' palace to beg for alms, eh! Is to pull sponsorship to borrow money. Of course, the courtiers are not stupid, how could their own money bring disaster to a stupid prince, so every time they see Ming Yu's figure, they run faster than that rabbit.

In the prime minister's mansion, Ming Yu was eating snacks and drinking tea. He wiped his mouth when he was almost done eating, "The dim sum here is still the most appetizing for the prime minister, and it can compete with the ones in the palace."

Prime Minister Wen was sitting on the low couch, holding a book in his hand, glanced at Ming Yu, and smiled helplessly: "Old minister these years, the only part of the family has been lent to you, how can you return it to this old minister? Are you running?"

Almost all of Ming Yu's courtiers' homes passed by, and only the Prime Minister's Mansion came the most diligently.

Ming Yu was also aggrieved in his heart, "I have nowhere to go? The other ministers don't welcome me, so the tea here is delicious, Lord Prime Minister."

Wen Qing was funny, "My lord, you just said that you want the dim sum here." He also knew that in Ming Yu's circle in Beijing these days, the royal family members of the imperial court could hide as far as they could see him. I was afraid that Ming Yu would open his mouth to borrow money.