Inside the Temple of Manna.

Li Zexuan said again: "Your Majesty, the minister has an idea, I don't know whether to talk about it or not!" ”

Li Er said angrily: "If you have something to say, when will you do this~?" ”

Li Zexuan smiled, and then said: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that if you want the people to do good deeds for a long time, so that the Nuan Tang Foundation can continue to run for a long time, you have to come up with some rewards to encourage the people and wealthy businessmen to donate money!" In the past, Zilu was praised by the Confucian sage for saving the cow, and Zigong was criticized by the Confucian sage for redeeming the people without being punished by the gold, which is not completely unreasonable! ”

Li Er couldn't help but say, "Didn't you send a certificate of honor for doing good to the donors?" Isn't this a benefit~? ”

Li Zexuan shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, this is just a small favor, if you want the rich people in the people to donate money willingly, we must give some sincere and real benefits!" ”

"For example?"

"For example, some special treatment.....

"Bastard! Are you letting me go and be that Liu Hong to sell the official~? ”

Li Er suddenly guessed something, and immediately got up and said angrily.

The Liu Hong he is talking about is the original Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, a faint monarch who pushed the act of selling officials to the extreme.

Some emperors before Liu Hong also did official sales, but most of them were only occasional, and the money they received was generally "urgently needed by the country". Only this Comrade Liu Hong has carried forward the act of selling official positions and pushed it to the extreme.

The most ridiculous thing is that this benevolent brother actually opened an official exchange in the West Garden, clearly marked the price, and openly sold officials. Regardless of talent, character, or ethics, as long as you have money, you can buy an official. And the money from the sale of officials flowed into Emperor Han Ling's own pocket.

This product also unified the market price of official positions, and personally formulated the regulations for selling officials, stipulating that the price of official positions is 10,000 times the annual income of officials, for example, the price of an official position of 2,000 yuan a year is 20 million yuan! His style of selling officials is extremely innovative, and he refuses to let go of any opportunity, even Zhang Wen and others, who have made great contributions and have a high reputation, first paid the emperor enough money to buy an official before ascending to the official position.

Li Er thought of the possibility of selling officials that he reprimanded angrily.

Li Zexuan was stunned, and said in his heart, Master, when did I let you sell your official position? It's because your association ability is too rich, right~?

"Your Majesty, the minister doesn't mean that. The minister's idea is that every other year, he will select three people from the people who donated money that year and give them the title of righteous businessmen in the world! This is just a title, which will not damage the prestige of the imperial court, but also stimulate the enthusiasm of wealthy private businessmen to donate! And there have been precedents before! Nothing more than a few more, right? ”

In order to avoid Lao Li's misunderstanding again, Li Zexuan directly said the plan in his heart.

"Just a title? You kid really doesn't have a backache when you stand and talk! Do you think this title of righteous merchant is so worthless? ”

Li Er said with a dark face.

"Your Majesty, the minister didn't say that this thing is worthless! According to the minister's preliminary estimate, if a wealthy businessman wants to be selected, he has to donate 50,000 or 60,000 yuan! It's not cheap at all! And under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. Merchants are also His Majesty's people, so why should His Majesty be so prejudiced against them? ”

Li Zexuan couldn't help but say.

Li Er was silent, and after a while, he said meaningfully: "Heh! You're here to be a lobbyist today! The distinction between scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants has existed since the Spring and Autumn Period, and has been divided in this way in all dynasties, how do you ask me to change it? ”

Li Zexuan arched his hand and said: "The minister didn't think about changing the status of businessmen, but the minister thinks that it should be harmless to give some businessmen who have made outstanding contributions to Datang the title of "Righteous Merchants in the World"!" For example, Feng Zhihua before! ”

Li Er thought for a while, and finally waved his hand and said, "Okay!" Come on! I promise you a quota per year! ”

Li Zexuan smiled and said: "Ministers for the tens of millions of merchants in the Tang Dynasty and the poor people who have been helped, thank Your Majesty!" ”

Li Er waved his hand and motioned for someone to get out!

"Your Majesty! Does that count as this year? ”

"Get out~!"

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"Hey! I didn't say that it didn't count, but I just said a word to roll, which means that this year is also counted! ”

Sitting in the carriage, thinking back to the situation in the Ganlu Hall before, Li Zexuan muttered to himself.

"Ah~~! As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better world~! Ah~~"

Just thinking about his thoughts, Li Zexuan suddenly heard the sound of someone humming a little tune outside the carriage, he couldn't help but be happy, and said in his heart that after this modern song arrived in the Tang Dynasty, it was sung quite quickly!

He didn't know that this song "Dedication of Love" could spread so quickly, in addition to its own special tune, the main reason was that the first singer, Fang Feiyan, had great personal charm and sang very well!

Listening to people humming a little song all the way, I arrived home unconsciously.

"Sir, you're back!"

Jumped out of the carriage, only to find the little fish waiting at the door.

Li Zexuan smiled: "What's wrong? Looking for me something~? ”

Xiao Yu'er took out the newspaper from behind her back, walked up to Li Zexuan, pouted, and said angrily: "Sir, you are asking knowingly, why did you have to ask me to change the headline of the headline to this yesterday~?" ”

Xiao Yu'er pointed at the news headline on the "Datang Daily" with a hint of unhappiness on her face!

Li Zexuan's heart was stunned, but his mouth said: "Oh! What a title! Little fish, don't you think this title has a better meaning? ”

Xiao Yu'er said angrily: "Hmph! Sir, you're still pretending to be confused! Yesterday I did think so, but today I realized that it was you who fell for you, sir! This title is exactly the same as the song sung by Pingkang Fang Baihualou last night! Now the people in the editorial department are asking me if I went to Pingkangfang to listen to a little song last night! Even the steward asked me this morning! It's disgusting! ”

Li Zexuan wanted to laugh a little when he heard this, but he hurriedly held back his laughter, he forced a smile and said with a straight face: "Ahem!" Coincidental! Absolutely a coincidence! Those people in the editorial department are also a bit excessive, Xiaoyu'er, you are an innocent daughter's family, how can they say that you have been to that kind of place! The next time I go to the workshop, I'll definitely reprimand them! ”

Xiao Yu'er's face suddenly turned cloudy, and she said, "That's right! Sir must train them well! Obviously I didn't go, they have to slander! I'd like to listen to the tune, but there's no one to accompany me, these people are really disgusting! ”

Li Zexuan was stunned for a moment, daring to love that he didn't get Xiao Yu'er's anger at all! What is this little girl thinking about all day long, she actually wants to go to the kiln, forehead, is she the devil?

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