Tai Chi palace.


    The setting sun threw a round spot through the window lattice and shone on the opened case file.


    The king of the Tang Dynasty held the case, looked at it for a moment, pointed to the name on the rough paper and said.


    "Today''s big families in Qingzhou, but according to this Zhang Xian, the horse takes the lead?"


    When the king of Tang asked, father-in-law Rong arched his hand.


    "Exactly."


    "As early as the pre Qin Dynasty, the land of Qilu melted the nation, assimilated the humanities and became a school of its own."


    "Zhang''s surname is the largest family in Qingzhou, and Zhang Xian is the representative of Zhang''s family in Qingzhou today."


    Closing the case, the king of Tang narrowed his eyes slightly and said.


    "Some knowledge is certainly good."


    "But these volumes of cases are in the name of Confucianism, instigating the people to oppose the government. Where will the law of the Tang Dynasty be?"


    When Duke Rong saw that the king of Tang was getting angry, he agreed.


    "Today''s Zhang Xian is highly respected and has a large number of distinguished guests."


    "It''s a little out of line to gather people to make trouble if you''re a little dissatisfied."


    The great Confucian family in Shandong has always been a thorn in the heart of the king of Tang.


    Confucius, Mencius and sages all come from here with profound cultural heritage.


    Later generations, these aristocratic family disciples who have read the books of sages spontaneously gathered together, led by the Zhang family, and their roots have extended to the surrounding states and counties.


    Although such a large clan is based on literature, it is also a force that can not be underestimated.


    The king of Tang closed his eyes slightly, rubbed his forehead and said slowly.


    "I hope these old die hards can abide by their duty and don''t make trouble again."


    As soon as the voice fell, Tang Hao stepped into the hall and said hello to the king of Tang.


    The king of Tang was polite. After all, Tang Hao is now his own family. He waved to Duke Rong to step down and motioned Tang Hao to take his seat.


    Tang Hao sat down, did not play charades, and came straight to the point.


    "Hearing of the famine in Lingnan, your majesty has trouble sleeping and eating. He is a minister and should share his worries for your majesty."


    "I just don''t know what the money has to do with the food for disaster relief?"


    Seeing that Tang Hao was so cheerful, he made clear the purpose of his trip, and the king of Tang didn''t need to hide it.


    "In the land of Lingnan, the grain is moldy. It should have been transported by the imperial warehouse for disaster relief."


    "But the imperial storehouse was short of grain, and the Duke of Zhao gave advice to let the courtiers raise money and silk in exchange for grain, but it didn''t work very well."


    "Do you have a clever trick?"


    Smell speech, Tang Haoxin also put down.


    In the future, there are not many big philanthropists to open their pockets, let alone in the ancient times when materials were scarce.


    What''s more, this disaster relief is a major event of the country. It has little to do with these courtiers. No wonder no one is willing to donate.


    The National Treasury was empty, and the Tang Dynasty could not afford to buy food for disaster relief, but the people were different.


    People still have surplus food and money, which is not rich, but it is also a huge sum of money.


    This situation is quite the same as that of later generations.


    Tang Hao smiled, looked at the king of Tang and said.


    "Since the courtiers of the Tang Dynasty are unwilling to contribute, they can make voluntary contributions. It''s not difficult to make money."


    When Tang Hao said this, a bright light flashed in the eyes of the king of Tang and said.


    "Come on."


    Tang Hao turned his eyes and said.


    "There is still the rule of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty. There are folk merchants and rich families."


    "The king of Tang can borrow money from these aristocratic families and pay dividends. When the autumn harvest comes, he can return it."


    Tang Hao''s words were as light as the Tang Dynasty''s asking for money. It was as easy as taking things from his bag, which only embarrassed the king of Tang.


    "Is this your boy''s way to make money?"


    "Borrow money from the people in the name of the royal family? Haven''t I become a beggar?"


    "Where did you put my royal face?"


    The king of Tang, who reacted, almost sank in an instant, showing a touch of anger.


    The royal family bowed to their knees. The king of Tang certainly couldn''t do such things.


    Seeing that the father-in-law was a little unhappy, Tang Hao slowly got up and smiled.


    "It''s not that the royal family wants these people to ask for money, but that these people voluntarily give all their money."


    Seeing the king of Tang sitting high, he still raised his eyebrows and looked completely unbelievable.


    Tang Hao doesn''t buy Guan Zi, either.


    "The people are rich. It''s not expensive to stay in their hands. It''s just idle money. It won''t rise by a penny."


    "If the money given to these hands next year, plus some dividend benefits, compared with these people, they have already squeezed their heads to give money."


    The receiving and sending seemed to hide a mystery, which made the king of Tang almost confused.


    Although I know little about doing business.


    But the king of Tang also understood that Tang Hao''s plan was easy to borrow money but difficult to repay it!


    Thinking for a long time, the king of Tang sighed.


    "This is to gouge out the meat and mend the sore. Although it solves the current dilemma, there is a hidden disaster."


    "By the end of next year, the benefits of these dividends will be a huge sum of money. Isn''t Datang paying more?"


    While talking, the king of Tang waved his hand.


    "The gain is not worth the loss. It''s wrong, wrong!"


    Tang Hao knew that the ancients could not understand such advanced concepts of national debt.


    At this moment, no amount of explanation is helpful, Tang Hao said frankly.


    "Your Majesty can rest assured."


    "There is a folk saying that wool comes from the sheep."


    "Your Majesty only needs to disclose to the public that there will be a 10% bonus next year for the money deposited into the national treasury."


    "As for the bonus money, the boy has his own way to get it back from these princes."


    Seeing that Tang Hao was confident, the king of Tang stopped thinking about it and waved and said.


    "So good!"


    "It''s up to you at this time. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me."


    After that, the king of Tang pointed to Tang Hao and said.


    "The way to make money is up to you."