When Chao Kai'an entered the Devil's Academy, wasn't it because of his stepmother's pressure that he had to risk his life and throw himself into this place in order to find a way out?
At that time, he didn't think about being famous, he just wanted to survive.
Now that Gu Qingling agreed to be his backer, he was already very surprised.
After speaking, Gu Qingling dismissed Chao Kai'an.
Li Wenchong said with a smile: "This kid is indeed a talent. He has a tight mouth and is very suitable for doing things for you. No wonder you took a fancy to him and asked him to be the middleman."
"It's not a middleman, it's key training." Gu Qingling sat next to him, poured herself a cup of tea, and said, "Tight mouth, careful mind, hidden deep, if used properly, it can have miraculous effects. I can do it
Isn't it just for talents that colleges engage in education? If there are half-ready uses, why not use them?"
"Both Fu brothers, do you want to use them too?"
Gu Qingling did not deny it: "If you want to promote the brand of Devil Academy, you must have representatives, right? In addition to Yan Qizhi, Ruan Feiguang and those representatives, the situation of the Fu family brothers is also quite representative, and it will be good to use it for publicity.
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"Indeed, even if there are no direct brothers, there are many half-brothers. In the past, everyone only wanted to focus on raising the eldest son and eldest grandson, and the rest were all taken care of. They were afraid of wasting resources and causing sibling disputes...
...If you can train a talent for them without any effort or help them, they will definitely be happy."
"Brothers working together are as powerful as gold. If there are conflicts between brothers and they only fight for one-third of an acre of land at home, it means there is something wrong with education. The pie at home is too small. Give them a few more real pieces of pie.
Let them see the outside world more, and they will stop fighting among themselves and know how to look outside."
Li Wen Chongxiao looked at her meaningfully and said, "For example, that world map?"
Gu Qingling raised an eyebrow: "Isn't that map big enough?"
"Pretty big."
Li Wenchong laughed.
If it weren't for his special situation, if he met him, he might really be tempted and want to run outside to fight.婿
The territory of Ming Dynasty was still too small and could only accommodate one dragon chair.
But there’s a big world out there, and whoever robs it belongs to whomever. Wouldn’t it be nice to make a new chair to sit on?
If the imperial brother knew about it, he would definitely be very happy to support it, right?
As the influence of Natural History Journal expands, more and more people pay attention to the contents of the newspaper.
When someone learned that Natural History Journal also wanted to study the geography of the Ming Dynasty and the surrounding areas of the Ming Dynasty, those who were interested in geography or were interested in this topic paid attention to it one after another.
Some people sorted out their travel notes, and some took advantage of their status as traveling businessmen to pay special attention.
All in all, all kinds of news arrived in the hands of Yao Hongcan, the great emperor Li An, the twenty-second prince Li Zheng and others along with the letters entering the capital.
The map in front of them is getting bigger and bigger, and the content on the map is getting more and more extensive.
There are many new problems and many problems have been solved.
Even Emperor Mingguang would send people over from time to time to copy.
The twenty-second prince Li Zheng threatened that when he grows up, he will go to the frontier to become a general stationed on the frontier - whoever dares to bully the Ming Dynasty will take over the other party's territory.
Emperor Mingguang: "..."
--Wait for you?
——I really want to grab it now.婿
It's just that he is getting old and is afraid of losing his security in the evening, so he doesn't dare to move.
But just because he doesn't move doesn't mean his son can't move.
Undercurrent is surging.
The generals were invited to drink tea, and they arrived and left quietly.
Some people are still staying in Beijing, and some have disappeared.
Li Song, a relative of the emperor, was brought in by Gu Qingling and Li Wenchong to discuss the new investment direction of the Daming Investment Club.
"Princess wants to invest in the caravan?" Li Song was a little confused. They have so many profitable businesses, there is no need to go out and earn this hard-earned money, right?
It’s not like there are no caravans in the club. If there are any supplies that need to be transported, can’t we just contact them?
Gu Qingling said with a smile: "This caravan is not that caravan. People invest in caravans to make money and travel around the world, but my caravan... although making money is also important, it communicates with people around the Ming Dynasty. I rashly sent people in
It is easy for other countries to be wary of each other, but what if they send a caravan for business? They transport supplies thousands of miles away, just to make money. Hello, I am hello, everyone, let’s make money together...
"
Li Song's eyes flashed slightly, indicating that this kind of thing seemed not something that a small businessman like them could do, right?
Is it the meaning above, or is it the meaning of Prince Chong?
Li Wenchong looked innocent: "Don't look at me, I don't know anything."
Li Song had no choice but to look at Gu Qingling again.
"If it works, let's exchange credit; if it doesn't work, then it's a serious businessman, and no one can make a mistake." Gu Qingling said, "When we do business, it's normal to make profits and losses. No matter how much we earn or how little we earn,
They all have to pay taxes, and for the imperial court, there is no loss at all." Yi
Li Song understood and gave a thumbs up, secretly praising the couple for their cunning.
He didn't have any other problems. As long as he didn't do it behind his back, and if he was caught, Emperor Mingguang would deal with it, then he wouldn't be afraid.
They can think about the Ming Dynasty, and as relatives of the emperor, he can too.
After returning home, Li Song called his son Li Xing and grandson Li Qian over and told them that a "big job" had come.
"If we do this well, our family won't have to worry about it for generations. It doesn't matter if we don't do it well. At most, we'll lose some money, and it won't be ours."
Li Song chuckled, while his son Li Xing hesitated, repeatedly asking him whether he was joking and whether this matter was guaranteed.
They won't do anything treasonous.
Grandson Li Qian was smarter and understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he wanted to take the job.
"Grandpa, how about... I go too?"
"You?!" His son Li Xing immediately shook his head, "No, no, you're not in good health. You're so far away, what should you do if something happens? It's too far away and I can't care about you... I'll just take care of you.
Such a son..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before he finished speaking, Li Song slapped him on the back of the head and scolded him for being useless. His grandson was not afraid of him, he was afraid of nothing.
Since you want credit, how can you not take risks?
What's more...
They are a serious caravan, not imperial spies. If they go out with such a large amount of supplies, what danger can they face?
At most, you will be robbed and lose money.
Of course, Li Song was also worried about the health of his precious grandson.
Li Qian has a good mind, but his body is typically incapable of restraining a chicken. He kills the chicken in vain. If he really wants to let it go, he won't worry.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't do anything dangerous. If you are really worried, I won't follow the caravan when it goes out for the first time. I will arrange for someone to explore the route first. Once I have experience, I will follow.
"
"Wealth can be found in danger," Li Song gritted his teeth, "Okay."
Even if he couldn't bear to let go of his grandson, since he had this ambition, he couldn't stop him.
He immediately discussed with Li Qian and said that the Devil's Academy run by Princess Chong was good. It was under some kind of military management. It taught martial arts and had extremely strict requirements on students' martial arts.
He had taken a look and found that those who entered had some skills in fists and kicks.
If Li Qian really wants to go, he should go to the Devil Academy and stay for a while to get through the military training. Once his body is in good health, he can go out.
"Grandpa, please bother me."
…
His son, Li Xing, had no choice but to watch helplessly as his unattractive father negotiated with his family's lifeblood.
Even if he wants to object, what should he do if no one listens to him?
Li Song is not someone else, he will whip anyone if he doesn't like it.婿
If it really doesn't work, they might even move Prince Chong and Princess Chong to take action.
But from another perspective, what his father said is not entirely inappropriate, such as sending Li Qian to the Devil Academy for military training...
