Chapter 814: Preaching

Spend money to buy peace, and only care about the people, not the guilt.

Frankly speaking, this kind of request is not excessive, and there is not much conflict with the current "Zhenguan Law" of the Tang Dynasty, the general capital crime, only kill himself, relatives are exempted from death, Liu Yiyi's request is just to want the court not to pursue his clansmen or collect or flow the responsibility of the crime.

With such a promise from the emperor, it can avoid that the people of the Liu clan will ignore the laws of the court in the future because they rely on it, bully men and women, and kill people and goods. Second, it can ensure the safe continuation of the Liu family, so as not to be involved by individual illegal clansmen.

From the bottom of his heart, Di Zhixun was optimistic about Liu Yiyi's request, and compared with those clans who could be spared death because of their ancestors' military exploits, Liu Yiyi's condition of only punishing the culprits and not implicating the clansmen was already very low.

With 2 million pieces of silver and 300,000 quintals of rice in exchange for a promise of forgiveness that does not conflict with the law, Di Zhixon felt that this idea was a little crazy, and he didn't know what Liu Yiyi's idea was? No matter how rich you are, you can't spend it indiscriminately, right?

However, Di Zhixun can be sure that a promise without pressure can easily be exchanged for two million yuan of silver and 300,000 quintals of rice, and the emperor and his old man will definitely be happy to see it, and I wish that all the merchants in the Tang Dynasty could be like Liu Yiyi.

Moreover, since Liu Yiyi himself said that he was not to blame for whether he succeeded or not, what was there to hesitate about? Therefore, Di Zhixun patted his chest on the spot and guaranteed the ticket, and even said that he would do his best to persuade the emperor and ask for a pardon from the emperor.

Actually, "I was worried that something would go wrong, so Liu Yiyi also wanted to add another layer of insurance to Di Zhixun: "Uncle can also look farther." ”

"I want to hear about it." With Liu Yiyi's promise to donate money and food, Di Zhixun now said that there was no more pressure, and the little old man squinted his eyes, relaxed, and tasted the top-grade Sanyuan provided by Liufu with a comfortable face. Hearing Liu Yiyi's words, the little old man's eyes opened slightly, and he slightly raised a trace of interest.

"Sanyuan, Chang'an, and other counties in the territory, isn't it just my Liu clan chamber of commerce?" Liu Yiyi said to Di Zhixon with a tempting voice: "I wonder if my uncle still wants to ask for a second, third, or even a fourth two million yuan?" ”

"Huh?" Di Zhixun's eyes were round, he sat up straight and looked at Liu Yiyi, and asked Liu Yiyi with some excitement: "Mo Cheng, what is the good plan for the virtuous nephew?" ”

It's no wonder that Di Zhixon is a little excited, but Liu Yiyi's words are too shocking for him.

One two million guan is enough for him to gain a firm foothold in the household department and keep his position as the head of the household department in the court. If there is a second, third or fourth two million, Di Zhixon can't imagine that so many Chiguoguo's political achievements are piled up together, and above the court, who else dares to point fingers at him and talk behind his back?

Being able to do the book of the household, Di Zhixun is already very satisfied, and he has long lost the ambition and plan to continue to be on top, so being able to keep his current position, stable and stable, has become the old man's greatest wish now.

And the first, second, third, and fourth mentioned by Liu Yiyi can completely exceed Di Zhixun's current wish, so he can't help but pay attention to it.

"Does my uncle know what rich people, especially rich businessmen, are most afraid of, most worried about, and what they want the most?" Without answering Di Zhixon's question, Liu Yiyi asked him a rhetorical question.

"Business failure?" "The family is ruined?" "Personal safety?" "Beacon of War?"

"It's all right, it's not right, and my uncle still hasn't caught the key to it." Hearing Di Zhixon say a series of speculations, Liu Yiyi shook his head one by one and vetoed them, and said lightly: "Safety and recognition, this is what they want most in their hearts." ”

"Hmm," Dickson nodded, as if he had realized something.

Merchants are lowly and most of them are despised by others. And the merchant has wealth, and the great wealth suffers disaster.

The safety of family property and the recognition of the surrounding people or the court are indeed things that most merchants desire but cannot reach. If the court can give them these things, and the price they have to pay is only a part of the money in their hands, they will not refuse.

"What does the virtuous nephew mean," said Di Zhixun, "to take this matter as a basis, and then seek donations from other wealthy merchants in the country?" ”

"First of all, we should create a kind of ***," Liu Yiyi said calmly: "The matter of the little nephew's donation of money and food and the emperor's decree to pardon the Liu clan can be publicized in the territory." ”

"Secondly, posting notices in various places to solicit wealthy businessmen from all over the world who have made voluntary donations."

"As for the conditions of donation, in addition to this pardon of the little nephew, you might as well add some practical benefits such as being able to enter the official and be knighted. The specific matters still need to be discussed by the uncle and the emperor and some other ministers in the court, as long as these conditions are enough to attract the hearts of the rich merchants, there is no need to worry about sending troops without money and food. ”

"Well, the most virtuous nephew's idea, you can give it a try." Di Zhixun nodded lightly, and at the same time saw the intention of Liu Yiyi's move, if the emperor could agree, then the forgiveness he asked for would naturally be no problem.

However, as long as things are beneficial to himself and the imperial court, Di Zhixun doesn't care about Liu Yiyi's little scheming and purpose.

"When I return to the imperial city, the old man will personally explain this matter to the emperor, and the virtuous nephew can rest assured!" spoke out and comforted Liu Yiyi, Liu Yiyi was able to think of such an idea, which could be regarded as a great favor for himself, and Di Zhixun would not neglect what Liu Yiyi had explained.

After the matter was settled, the two chatted for a while, and Di Zhixun got up and went to the backyard under the pretext of going to Luo Liu's talk.

"Young Master!" Liu Wuchen entered from outside the hall and bowed down to greet Liu Yiyi.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Gaoyang is quite safe, right?" After dealing with Di Zhixon for almost a morning, Liu Yiyi was a little sleepy, and when he saw Liu Wuchen coming in, he stretched his waist comfortably and asked him softly.

"Back to the young master," Liu Wuchen said: "Since Her Royal Highness Princess Yuzhang came down, Princess Gaoyang has been much quieter, and she has been gossiping and playing chess with Her Royal Highness Princess Yuzhang in the courtyard for the past two days, and rarely comes out to find trouble. ”

"What's more," Liu Wuchen continued, "The two princesses have been gossiping with Mrs. Di in Mrs. Luo's courtyard, saying that they would return to Chang'an with Mrs. Di in the afternoon. ”

"Well, remember to bring some gifts back to them." Liu Yiyi nodded lightly and said, "Also, isn't the ear warmer specially made by the Cotton Mill already ready?" Prepare some for them too. ”

What is the saying? If something is good, the next will follow.

The popular trend of the ancients is generally upward and downward, and the preferences of the emperor and the royal relatives greatly affect the interests and attachments of the subordinates and the people under their rule.

Isn't there a poem that says, 'The king of Chu has a thin waist, and the palace is starving to death'? There are princesses, ministers and even emperors and queens of the Tang Dynasty who make mannequins for themselves, how can they Liu no longer worry about the lack of sales for their products?

It is not difficult to imagine that if Princess Yuzhang, Princess Gaoyang, as well as Di Zhixun and Mrs. Di all appeared on Chang'an Street with beautifully made ear warmers, it would be difficult not to attract the attention of others.

If Liufu had given a little publicity and guidance at this time, so that people would know the role of this kind of object and where they could buy it, then the result of this matter would be self-evident and conceivable.

"Yes, young master."

"Well, I have already responded to Master Di's request," no longer thinking about business matters, Liu Yiyi said softly: "Three days later, raise and donate 2 million pieces of silver and 300,000 quintals of rice and grain for the household department, you should pay attention to this matter, find more people, and send the things to the treasury of the household department in Chang'an in three days." ”

"Two million?" Liu Wuchen's heart was shocked, considering the current situation in the mansion, he hurriedly said: "Young master, that's all the money saved in our mansion now, will it be ...... if we donate it all at once?"

It's just food, anyway, in order to make instant noodles, the young master secretly raised nearly one million quintals, and 300,000 quintals can be spent at any time. However, these two million pieces of silver were a little difficult, and Liu Wuchen softly reminded the young master of their family that if they took out all the living money in the mansion at once, then their Liu family's business would inevitably be affected.

As for why Liu Yiyi wanted to donate, and donated so much at once, Liu Wuchen didn't ask, first, he believed that what their young master did must have a plan, and second, this money was all the young master's private property, how to use it, he had no right to ask as a housekeeper, he just had to do what their young master told him to do.

"In many cases, having more money is not necessarily a good thing, it should be regarded as destroying wealth and eliminating disasters, and wealth is gone, and people are happy." Liu Yiyi waved his hand lightly and said, "As for working capital, isn't there still a lot of inventory in the warehouse?" Whether it is wine or tea, or cotton clothes and quilts and other goods, from now on, all of them will be sold at a reduced price of 10%, and strive to return some funds as soon as possible. ”

"Got it, young master."

"And then there is, about the processing and production of instant noodles," after a pause, Liu Yiyi said in a deep voice: "Follow the example of the cotton mill, while maintaining strict secrecy, increase the number of people, and also start to increase production." It won't be long before someone will come looking for them and order them in large quantities. ”

Time is getting more and more urgent, now Liu's workshop is mostly handmade, the speed of production can be described as outrageously low, there is no way, only in the number of people on some effort, fortunately, the wage in this era is not high, each person can get five cents a day is already very happy, but also for Liu's to save a lot of wages.

"Yes, young master." also didn't ask much, after answering, seeing that Liu Yiyi had no other instructions, after a little salute, Liu Wuchen turned around and walked out of the living room, to implement all the instructions of their young master, one by one.

"Two million taels of silver, 300,000 quintals of rice." Watching Liu Wuchen step out of the living room, Liu Yiyi sat there alone and whispered to himself: "My Liu someone's money is not so easy to earn. ”