In Datang, a society based on integrity, Li Chengqian, who has a contract in hand, can already be invincible.

As for the old monk's popularization of the law, whether the old monk wanted to be opportunistic and could rely on the arrears in the future, or he was clumsy and didn't notice the default clause in the back, anyway, he now owes Li Chengqian and Li Xiaogong 144,000 yuan of silver.

So, Li Chengqian, who was holding the verdict of Dali Temple, appeared in front of the old monk of Pufa again: "Old monk, now you can hand over these 144,000 guan to this palace, right?" ”

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, why are you doing this, the old monk really doesn't have so much money in his hands." After the old monk finished speaking, his face showed sadness, his palms folded, and he began to chant in a low voice, for fear that he would not be able to suppress the anger in his heart and beat Li Chengqian.

It's not that he deliberately wants to repay the debt, it's really that the price of printing books is pitiful now, and the money he used to print Buddhist scriptures at the beginning, if he gets it now, he can print more than ten or twenty times the number of books.

This made the old monk how could he be willing to pay again, and it was much more than the money he originally paid.

"Old monk, do you really plan to repay the debt?" Li Chengqian didn't care what the old monk thought, this money was related to whether his medical school could be built, and he had to ask for the money no matter what.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, if it's not an old monk, he really doesn't have so much money."

Listening to the old monk's words, Li Chengqian sneered in his heart, the temple in Chang'an City was about to paint the wall with gold, saying that there was no money, who would believe it!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but say: "Old monk, don't think that this palace doesn't know how much you will collect from the people of the Tang Dynasty in a year, not to mention hundreds of thousands of fields and real estate, they are considered one hundred and ten thousand, but I am afraid that you are not lacking, right?" ”

The old monk twitched a few times, and pronounced a Buddha name: "His Royal Highness the Prince, those are all given by believers, not forced by the Buddhists, and they are ......."

"Stop, this palace doesn't believe in Buddhism, you say you have money or not."

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the poor monk really has no money."

The old monk Pufa really has no money, not only has no money, but he is also very poor.

There is money in the temple, but it is public money, and Fafadao has the right to decide how to spend it, but the thought of spending dozens of times the money to print a book, the old monk is very painful, how can he take out this money.

"Cheng, then the palace will go back, I hope the old monk will not regret it in the future!" Li Chengqian got up from the table, patted his ass and turned to leave.

Don't fight for steamed buns, since he doesn't want to come to the money, then go home to find his parents, it's a big deal that the more than 100,000 yuan is not needed, and they will all be handed over to the old man.

When the time comes, His Majesty Li Er, who has seen the money, will come to ask for money, and see what this old monk will do.

"Amitabha!" The old monk watched Li Chengqian leave, and a bad feeling faintly rose in his heart, as if he had done something wrong this time.

Half an hour later, Li Chengqian, who had hurried back to the imperial city, had already appeared outside the Ganlu Palace, and just wanted to open his mouth to ask the guard at the door who was in the old man's room, but he was startled by an angry shout: "Stinky boy, where to run!" ”

raised his eyes to look, but saw Li Xiaogong rushing down the steps in three steps and two steps, and counted angrily while running: "Stinky boy, the old man has long known that your kid is not a good thing, but he still can't prevent it." ”

"Uncle Hejian, what's wrong? Where did the little nephew offend you? ”

"What's wrong? What's wrong, you ask? Li Xiaogong's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "When you borrowed the 1,000 yuan from the old man, how was the IOU written?" ”

"What thousand? What an IOU? Li Chengqian pretended to be confused, and the IOU of 'borrowing a thousand taels of silver from Li Xiaogong, the king of Hejian County', flashed in his mind.

After such a long time, this old guy really came to ask for money, and he asked the old man for it, it's really not what he thinks.

"What, you kid also want to learn from that monk, but you can't repay the debt?"

"Where did Uncle Hejian start with this? The little nephew really doesn't remember, if Uncle Wang has an IOU in his hand, take a look, if there is, the little nephew will pay back the money immediately. ”

"Fart!" Li Chengqian didn't say that the IOU was fine, but when he said the IOU, Li Xiaogong became even more angry.

In the early dynasty, because of the mention of borrowing money and repaying debts, the old guy suddenly remembered that Li Chengqian had borrowed a thousand taels of silver from him when he was in Qingzhou.

So when he went home, he immediately rummaged around at home, and after finding it, he was afraid that Li Chengqian would excuse himself for being too young and had no money in his hands, so he simply took the IOU and came directly to Li Er, planning to let the old man return the money for his son.

As a result, this toss and toss something wrong.

The meaning of the word "borrowed" in "borrowing a thousand taels of silver from Li Xiaogong, the king of Hejian County", is too vague, and it is impossible to distinguish who borrowed the money from whom, and finally Li Er made a decision: The debt relationship between this matter is unclear and cannot be used as a basis!

Therefore, Li Xiaogong's money is gone, and a thousand yuan has evaporated in the world.

Li Xiaogong, the king of Hejian County, finally understood why Li Chengqian was so happy to give himself an IOU that day, and he was laughing so weirdly at that time.

"Uncle Hejian Wang, some time ago you didn't make less money, for a thousand yuan?" Looking at Li Xiaogong's angry appearance, Li Chengqian said indifferently.

"Stinky boy, is that a thousand times? Why don't you kid say that it's your calculation that changes the law! ”

"Uncle Hejian Wang, look at the relationship between us, what do you say is calculating and hurting feelings, right?" Li Chengqian took two steps back, avoiding the fingers that were about to poke into his nostrils.

"Don't mention anything that is emotional, you just say, do you owe money or not."

"Uncle Hejian Wang, a thousand taels of silver are worth your mouth? Shame on people, isn't it? Li Chengqian squeezed Li Xiaogong's sentence, and added a sentence before the old guy reacted: "I really want money, the little nephew has a way, and it is not a problem to earn tens of thousands of yuan casually." ”

"This old man believes that your kid has a lot of crooked slopes, but what does this have to do with the one thousand taels of silver you owe the old man?" Li Xiaogong caught Li Chengqian and didn't let go, and bit 1,000 taels of silver to talk about things, planning to get the money back no matter what Li Chengqian said.

"Uncle Hejian Wang, in two years, you have earned no less than hundreds of thousands, right?"

"Don't talk to the old man about those useless things, the old man just likes money, what's wrong, can't you?"

"Yes, but what the little nephew wants to say is that there is another business that can make a lot of money, I don't know if Uncle Wang is interested?"

"You dare to promise not to cheat?" Li Xiaogong was already scared, and asked reflexively.

"Uncle Hejian Wang, when did the little nephew cheat you, is the hundreds of thousands of dollars you earned fake?" Li Chengqian glanced around, dragged Li Xiaogong to the corridor outside the old man's study, and muttered quietly.

(End of chapter)