"If you want to rob, go ahead, it's not that the poor road won't help you, three thousand taels! Even if the hall master sells the poor road, the poor road can't be taken out, the main thing in the hall is to go to rob, and it has nothing to do with the poor road if he is caught! Ye Lin rubbed his feet and said.

"You think I wouldn't dare? Others robbed it, why can't I rob it! Ziyi looked up and said.

Ye Lin said: "You spend this money with peace of mind, just go and rob it!" I know that the hall master is in a hurry, but there is no way, there is no way, the poor Dao also wants to help the Yun hall master, is it okay to give the poor Dao some time! ”

"The Taoist chief's heavenly mana can't even cure a foot injury, and when the Taoist chief comes up with a way, my sister is afraid that she will die of illness, and the concubine happened to find Li Shimin's treasury in Chang'an recently, and the concubine is generally guarded, so it's better to ......"

Ye Lin was speechless by Zi Yi's anger, Zi Yun's illness Ye Lin knew, as time went by, the medicinal herbs needed were getting higher and higher, which also meant that this year was getting longer and longer. Zi Yi knew that Chang'an had a treasure medicine that was close to seventy years old, so she left the money that was robbed in the temple, but she didn't expect that the medicine was the treasure of Bao Zhitang's town store, at least three thousand taels, seeing that the herbs in Zi Yun's hand were about to run out, but the money on her body was really not enough, Zi Yi was getting more and more anxious, but she couldn't grab the treasury in a hurry, not to mention that now several people are under the eaves of Li Laoer.

"Ahem, ahem! Lord Yidian, Poor Dao thinks that the matter of robbing the treasury is a little hasty, it is better to wait a few days, Poor Dao wants to think of a way, after all, under someone else's roof, this kind of thing is going to lose his head! Ye Lin coughed dryly.

Ziyi said: "The concubine didn't say she wanted to rob it!" ”

Ye Lin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "That's good, as long as the hall master doesn't have the idea of fighting the treasury, the poor road will always have a way to get money."

Zi Yi leaned in front of Ye Lin and whispered: "The concubine body means that she will sneak in at night when the moon is dark and windy, and take the money out, anyway, Li Shimin has so much silver, and no one will find out if it is less, and even if it does, no one will know that it was made by the concubine."

Ye Lin widened the distance between him and Ziyi and said, "Go to the toilet in the poor way, hall master, calm down first." There is no problem with the face of the Lord of the Hall of Poor Dao Guanyun in a short period of time, and the idea of the treasury is that the Lord of the Hall of Yi will let it go first, and the Lord of the Poor Dao will have a way."

Ye Lin said that, and slipped into the green bamboo forest, Zi Yi looked at Ye Lin's back, gritted her teeth, Zi Yi and Zi Yun are no longer Zi Xuan's hall masters, Zi Yi has been by Zi Yun's side these days, my sister doesn't seem to care much about her illness, and she didn't even tell Zi Yi that the medicine was about to run out, which made Zi Yi a little uneasy, but fortunately, there was still this stinky Taoist priest around who was willing to help her, if she really wanted to steal the treasury, Zi Yi was not very sure.

On the stone steps, Ziyi stretched her waist, lay on the three stone steps, pillowed her forearm, and slowly closed her eyes, stealing the treasury is dangerous, is it not easy to steal a Baozhitang?

In the bamboo forest, Ye Lin unbuttoned his pants at Qingzhu and muttered to himself: "Three thousand taels, the tax of the entire Tang Dynasty at the beginning of Zhenguan is only one hundred and three thousand taels, and it will cost one percent of the tax paid by the Tang Dynasty, why don't you go to heaven?" A voice came at this moment.

"Dao Chief, lack of money?"

"There is a lot of missing, and I am worried about dying of poverty," Ye Lin, who was refreshed, replied subconsciously.

After saying that, Ye Lin felt that something was wrong, this voice sounded a little familiar, right to think of it, isn't this Li Shimin's voice?

After Ye Lin finished his work, he hurriedly fastened his pants, and when he turned around, he saw Li Shimin standing not far away with Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui.

Ye Lin straightened his entire robe and was about to salute, when Li Er stepped forward and grabbed Ye Lin's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Dao Chang just said that he was short of money?" I still have some surplus in my treasury, Dao Chief, you come here."

Li Er pulled Ye Lin to the side and said, "It's difficult! The Taoist chief is right, the tax paid by the Tang Dynasty for a whole year is only one hundred and three thousand taels, and now it is a flood and a locust plague, but fortunately, I still have some surplus, as long as the Taoist is willing to go out of the mountain, let alone three thousand taels, it is okay to give the treasury to the Taoist and let the Taoist sleep in the pile of silver every day."

Ye Lin looked at Li Er dumbfounded, and gave the treasury to himself, this is too direct, right, just to make himself an official? Did Li Shimin take the wrong medicine today?

Ye Lin thought about it carefully, this Li Erda has a good abacus, although the treasury is given to himself, but this also means that the affairs in the treasury must be taken care of by himself, the treasury of the Tang Dynasty at the beginning of Zhenguan is not very rich, and he has to help Li Er solve the messy things, don't talk about spending money at that time, even if he is tired and tired to death, it is worthy of you, Li Er! What kind of self-management of the treasury is clearly a big trap.

Ye Lin figured it out and said: "Poor Dao is a shortcoming money, but the money in the treasury is from the Tang Dynasty, not a poor Dao, Your Majesty, Poor Dao is for the sake of seeking immortals, and he really can't be an official."

Li Shimin followed: "It turns out that the Taoist is seeking an immortal path, that's better, I am willing to seal the Taoist as the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, and the entire Datang can seek the path to immortality for the Taoist chief, and please help me Datang."

Ye Lin was a little depressed, how could Li Er and dog skin plaster today Yes, he was determined to be an official himself.

Li Shimin said again: "Today, as long as the Taoist chief agrees to help me, no matter what the Taoist chief asks, I can agree, I see that the Taoist chief's small view is also a little old, it is better to give the best Mingguang Temple in Chang'an City to the Taoist chief, as long as the Taoist you open your mouth today, the immortal path, money, power, beauty, I can satisfy the Taoist chief!" ”

Ye Lin's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and he only needs to open his mouth to reach the peak of his life, I have to say that Ye Lin is a little moved, but Ye Lin knows that this is still a cake painted by Li Er, and this monarch really does everything for the Tang Dynasty.

Ye Lin Zhengse said: "Your Majesty, just say what you want me to help, the poor road has a request for Your Majesty, but it is impossible to be an official in the court."

Li Shimin said: "I want to let the Taoist help me Datang and make Datang stronger and more prosperous."

Ye Lin said: "Your Majesty, you can do these things yourself, the heavens will descend on the people, you must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are tempted to endure and benefit what they can't." The Tang Dynasty will be strong, and the only thing that can help Your Majesty is to solve this locust plague. ”

Li Shimin was silent, and after a while, he asked Ye Lindao, "Is what the Taoist chief is asking for money?" ”

Ye Lin said: "Ask for a herb that is more than sixty years old, I think Your Majesty should know about Ziyun's illness, this is what Poor Dao asked Your Majesty."

Ye Lin still decided to help Li Er, today Li Er looked like he had eaten the scales and had an iron heart, Ye Lin could only give this monarch a little sweetness, and Ye Lin was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed, and this locust plague should also be over, and he still had an account that had not been settled!

"Okay, please help me Datang"

Li Shimin agreed without too much hesitation, this herb is worth it no matter how you calculate it!