More than 20 years of education in later generations have washed Li Chengqian's brain into a situation that is incompatible with the ancients, so all his behaviors are so strange and unreasonable in the eyes of others.

His Majesty Li Er has been having a headache for this son recently, and the pain is terrible.

The so-called 'city management picket brigade' seems to be on par with the monks in the temple, and there are constant routine inspections every day, checking fire prevention today, anti-theft tomorrow, and anti-espionage the day after tomorrow.

At the beginning of the year, a fire in the Wude Hall burned the entire palace to pieces, which was because of the usual people living there, and the discovery was timely, so there was no loss of personnel.

And what would have happened if the fire had been in a densely populated temple? How many people will die in the fire?

The anti-theft work is the same, there are all kinds of things in the temple that the people give alms, and there is no bank in Datang, so a lot of finances have been placed in the temple, which is easy to attract thieves.

For example, the Yunmen Temple in Yuezhou is an example, the old monk who argued was recruited a thief because of a "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" left by the master, and the sticker was snatched away, not to mention, people were still angry and sick, and it seemed that they would not survive the end of this year.

This matter has been made from Yuezhou to Chang'an, and the cultural circle is boiling and condemning, but there has been no result.

Li Er, who loves calligraphy, also thought about this matter, and finally knew the clues of "Lanting Collection Preface", but in the end it was a result of no trace, and Lao Li even directly ordered the exile of the Yuezhou envoy for this matter.

From the above two points, it can be seen that the importance of fire prevention and anti-theft is important, so in the face of inspection, the monk has nothing to say.

But within ten days, what is the matter with three days of fire prevention, two days of anti-theft, and four days of anti-espionage?

And after the inspection, a rectification notice will be issued, and no one shall enter the incense or outsiders shall enter the temple before the rectification is completed, which is the same as nonsense. Isn't it 148,000 pieces of silver? Won't it take so much effort to toss?

Therefore, after the temple was sealed for half a year, the old monk Pufa finally sent 148,000 guan into the palace almost crying, and finally he couldn't afford it.

However, Li Chengqian turned out that this was not the end, this bastard still planned to close the temple for another half a year, as a lesson for the debt, if it was not forcibly stopped by the old man, it is estimated that the old monk of Pufa would also follow in the footsteps of the debater, and he was so angry that he whimpered.

Of course, in the past half a year, the old monk has not given up the complaint, and the imperial historians have also impeached the 'urban management picket brigade' several times for problems in the law enforcement process, but it has had little effect.

The word 'fire' became a panacea for anything, complaint? No problem, whoever sues will be expelled, and there is no problem with impeachment, let's expel him.

In the end, the imperial historians have no recruitment, and the 'City Management Picket Brigade' has thousands of people, and it is enough to fire one for three years a day, so you can't impeach it every day for three years without doing anything, right? The old monk also saw this, so he gave up the useless struggle and handed over the money directly.

However, none of the money fell into the hands of Li Chengqian, and after being sent to the palace, Li Er directly took it to repair the Daming Palace.

The reason is very simple, the location of Da'an Palace is not good, it is hot and humid in summer, and Lao Li is uncomfortable living in it. And Li Chengqian, as the eldest grandson, should take some money out to build a palace for the emperor's grandfather no matter what.

It's just that there are so many sons and grandsons for Old Man Mao, and Lao Tzu must come out with this money?

Li Chengqian complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, he agreed to come down from the old man, and the more he thought about it when he went back to 'Lanruo Temple', the more depressed he became, and he always wanted to find a place to vent.

can prefer to die or not, the current Datang is unusually calm, whether it is internal or external, it is all calm like a pool of stagnant water, even if you want to find someone to step on, you can't find it.

Li Chengqian, who was helpless, could only spin around the yard like a fly without a head, and when his scalp was about to be scratched, he finally thought of a way to toss people.

As a result, Chang'an City began to spread a news, His Royal Highness the Prince since he was a child because of the accidental worship of the immortals as a teacher, recently the immortal master returned from the fairy world, bringing back more than 1,000 fairy wine. Among them, there are 1,000 jars of ordinary immortal wine, 100 jars of top-grade first wine, and 10 jars of top-grade immortal wine.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks that his fortune is shallow, and he does not dare to enjoy it exclusively, and it is specific to the auction in the Yingbin Building on the Shangyuan Festival of the fifth year of Zhenguan, and welcomes the majority of Chinese and foreign guests to participate.

Immortal wine! Immortal! Celestial! For Datang, which is still in the stage of feudal superstition, it is not something unbelievable.

Along with the news of the auction, the legends of the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, the Nine Heavenly Xuannu, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Twenty-eight Stars, the Thirty-six Tiangang, and the Seventy-two Earthly Demons are also circulating in Chang'an.

Li Er in the Ganlu Hall rubbed his swollen head and complained to Empress Sun Chang constantly: "Guanyin, tell me, is this still like words?" The prince of a dignified country, in order to sell some wine, what did he do. ”

"Second brother, you can let him go." Empress Eldest Sun smiled lightly, pulled Li Zhi, who was crawling around on the couch, and hugged him in her arms: "Speaking of this, Qian'er is also doing things for Your Majesty." ”

Remembering that Li Chengqian had indeed promised to hand over 1.25 million yuan of wine sales every year, Li Er suddenly felt a dilemma, and his face unconsciously brought a tangled expression: "That can't be like this, he is a prince, and he does some businessmen's business, what does this make the world think!" Do you want to have the face of the heavenly family! ”

"Second brother, it's September now, it's too early to think about this, at most, the concubine will talk to Qian'er in the future, so he doesn't have to participate in person." Empress Eldest Sun held back a smile and slowly persuaded Li Er.

In fact, as Li Chengqian's mother, how could the eldest grandson not know that Li Chengqian was deliberately arching the fire, for the 148,000 yuan that was detained by Li Er.

Li Er also knew that his deduction of more than 100,000 yuan from his son was a bit unauthentic, but between repaying the money and having a headache, he still chose to have a headache. After all, the headache will pass after a while, but more than 100,000 yuan of money is not so easy to get.

And Li Chengqian's kid seems to be the reincarnation of the God of Wealth, and it seems that there are always many ways to get money. From the time he was let go to Qingzhou Mansion until now, not counting the ones he himself lost with his own flowers, the money that was deducted alone was no less than 500,000 yuan.

This money may not be a big deal for Datang's taxes for a year, but if you consider that this is just a twelve-year-old doll who accidentally tinkered with it because of lack of money, it is a terrible thing.

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