Chapter Seventy-Three: Time Strikes!

"Your uncle, can you still play like this?"

Hearing the system's explanation, Meng Fan directly burst into foul language.

No way, he was really innocent along the way, he simply chanted a poem and slept for a while, what happened?

The amount of silver exceeded 500,000 taels!

If every 200,000 taels of silver is added, the test time will be reduced by one year, and the ten-year period will actually be only two million taels when it is fully completed.

At the current rate of making money, maybe the matter in the capital is not over, and he will have to ascend to heaven! In this way, how can he go back to the earth and squander the more than 800 billion yuan?

That's more than 800 billion, and a big bill can circle the earth dozens of times when connected together!

It's exciting to think about!

Even Meng Fan thought in the middle of the night that if he really returned to Earth, he would first buy dozens of Bugatti Veyrons and then connect them with iron chains as a train. And there is a girl in each car.... The kind that wears a bikini.... There is also a large manor, from the gate to the living room to take a car, and the pets in the family must start with giant pandas......

But now, a prompt sound from the system completely pierced his dream.

"No, we have to find a way, we can't sit still! But it's a question of how to spend it neatly!"

Back to his senses, where is Meng Fan still a little sleepy,

He began to reflect on his previous strategy, and began to work on his previous things one by one.

"Isn't it because I have gone astray from my previous path? Otherwise, why would the silver be spent more and more! And these silver are like being able to give birth to cubs, obviously looking at the big loss, but in the blink of an eye, they will give him a big "surprise!"

The carriage continued to move forward until a long time later, when Meng Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped his head suddenly,

"Look at my brain! As long as this is not enough, no wonder the more money was spent before!"

Immediately, he got out of the carriage, and after explaining to the coachman, he turned around and jumped into Fang Xuanling's car!

"Childe.... What are you?"

Meng Fan's appearance really startled Fang Xuanling.

"Is there any such super gentleman in the capital, I want to meet them!"

Looking at Fang Xuanling, Meng Fan's eyes were burning and he spoke very seriously.

"Super Dumb?"

"That's right, it's that kind of loser, the more the merrier!"

"This ..... Let me think about it! Actually, there are quite a few people like this in the capital, but Gongzi asks them what they do? Most of these people are extravagant, extravagant, and do not want to make progress!"

Fang Xuanling scratched his head, he really couldn't guess what his son-in-law wanted to do.

"You don't have to worry about what you do, you just need to get them together to form a bureau when you arrive in the capital!"

Meng Fan patted Fang Xuanling's shoulder and jumped out of the carriage again and went to Su Cheng's car.

That's right, Meng Fan figured it out, it was a bit hard for him to spend money, but some people didn't work hard!

If you invite these gentlemen together and get a think tank, they are afraid that they will not be able to spend the money with their "wonderful ideas"? It is estimated that 500,000 taels of silver will be able to get to the bottom of the sky in a few days!

In this way, you can completely solve your worries!

.......

In a flash, it was ten days in the blink of an eye,

Chang'an, at the city gate, people and merchants come and go, it looks very lively and prosperous, but many people are intentionally or unintentionally looking at the official road outside the city, as if waiting for someone.

Drive!

But at this moment, two white figures rode their horses and rode all the way to the city gate.

It stands to reason that the imperial city is majestic, and when entering the city, you must dismount and be inspected, but when the guard commander who defends the city saw them, he hurriedly ordered the guards to let go of their peers, and did not dare to stop them.

Even after these two entered the city, the commander of the city guard straightened up and let out a long sigh of relief, and muttered to himself, "When did this great god leave the city?"

"Commander Qiqi, I left the city a month ago, and I heard that the people inside said that they went to the direction of Qizhou..... It seems that I went to find the author of a poem...."

"Qizhou direction? Ahem, cough cough! Why are you inquiring about her? Although she is the number one ..... of my Great Sui? And the status is noble, and it is not something that people like us can snoop on, understand!"

Hearing the response of the guards next to him, the commander immediately frowned.

"Understood, Commander!"

Hearing this, the guards smiled, but when they looked in the direction of the departure of the two figures in the city, there was still a hint of fascination in their eyes.

......

Time is like water, and it is late at night in a blink of an eye, and the palace and the imperial study are still brightly lit.

Although Lord Sui is suspicious and suspicious by nature, he is indeed an out-and-out good emperor, if he were to be another emperor, he might have already found his own three palaces and six courtyards, how could he still play late at night!

Under the lamp, Lord Sui picked up one of the folds, saw half of it, threw it on the bookcase, rubbed his eyebrows, and then looked at the old eunuch next to him casually,

"Su Cheng, where have they gone?"

"Your Majesty, you will be able to enter Beijing tomorrow!"

Hearing this, the old eunuch hurriedly bowed down and replied.

"Tomorrow? It's about the same time, by the way, what are the moves of Gao Gong and the prince?"

"Your Majesty, Gao Gong used a fast horse to pick up a show yesterday before entering the Prime Minister's Mansion, it seems to be called Wu Yuntian, it is rumored that Meng Fan is the replacement of this person's position of Xie Yuan! If the guess is right, after Meng Fan enters Beijing, Gao Gong will definitely let this person come out to confront him!"

"Wu Yuntian, this name is somewhat similar to the name of Wu Yunzhao, Marquis of Nanyang, the son of King Zhongxiao!"

Emperor Sui showed a look of surprise.

"Your Majesty, this Wu Yuntian was originally a Xiucai from Licheng County, and he has nothing to do with King Zhongxiao, and it was estimated that this name was just to deliberately misunderstand!"

"And when this show entered Beijing, it actually attracted a lot of people in the rivers and lakes to take action, if it wasn't for Gao Gong's shot at a critical time, this person might have died in Huangquan! Even so, this Wu Yuntian was scared half to death!"

This old eunuch is really terrifying, although he is in the palace, he knows everything about the outside world, and even Wu Yuntian can find out clearly.

"It's a bit interesting, the day after tomorrow, I want to see what talent this Wu Yuntian has, and he can make Gao Gong make such a big bet!"

"Your Majesty, this may also be what the prince meant, after all, Su Cheng is the fifth righteous son of the king of the backer!"

"Prince, how much do I trust him! It was he who said that the golden silk nanmu was cheaper than huanghuali and red sandalwood, which made the palace all replace it with these two kinds of wood, but just two days ago, the king of Jin said that this golden silk nanmu is more valuable than huanghuali, and the silver taels allocated by the treasury every year for this purpose are astronomical amounts? If this matter is spread out, won't it make the people of the world think that I am also a person who enjoys leisure?"

At the mention of the crown prince, Emperor Sui's face became much more ugly.

"And what does Your Majesty plan to do with it?"

"When King Jin returns with his troops, I will deal with this matter!"

After that, Emperor Sui seemed to have slowed down, and immediately picked up the previous movement,

"Sun Simiao, the director of the Tai Hospital of Zhengliupin?"

After looking at it and muttering to himself, Emperor Sui fell into deep thought, and it wasn't until a long time later that he picked up the cinnabar pen and slowly wrote the word quasi-music behind the fold!