In this letter, in addition to the detailed record of the two people's whereabouts, the most noteworthy thing is the poem that the old gentleman inadvertently sang when talking with Xiao Han.
"The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road. The prosperity and decline are so close, and the melancholy is hard to describe again!"
Twisting the letter paper lightly, Changsun also read the poem contained in the letter in a low voice, and the strange look on his face suddenly became a little stronger.
Yan Zhitui's trip was indeed invited by her.
But her original intention was to ask Mr. Yan to enlighten Xiao Han, so as not to cause any further rift between her husband and Xiao Han due to disagreements.
But she never thought: Why did the person who enlightened people start fooling around with the person being enlightened?
That's right, in the eyes of Changsun, this behavior of the two people is nonsense!
As the saying goes, the wine and meat of a wealthy family stink, and the road will freeze to death!
Even if the two of them can't stand the suffering of the people and want to find someone to help them, is this the attitude of asking people to help?
If you take out this poem, wouldn't it mean that you are pointing it at some people's noses and scolding them, just writing the four characters "for the sake of wealth and unkindness" with a red pen on those people's faces?
Not to mention, the person who scolded people was still Tian Wenzong and a historian! The later Tang history records came from their family! If you are scolded by such a person, you can only accept it and have no way to defend yourself. Otherwise, others
With one stroke of the pen, a hat will be infamous for thousands of years, but it can never be thrown off!
"Ahem, now that Mr. Yan has come forward, the donation should go smoothly." After thinking about this for a long time, Changsun coughed lightly and asked a little helplessly.
“It went very smoothly!”
Li Shimin leaned on the back of his chair and snorted from his nostrils and replied: "With the rich smell of wine and meat, the road is frozen to death." According to the poem, all the families in Chang'an who can be counted are driving in the car.
, I went to give money to Xiao Han! I heard that this afternoon, the north gate of Chang'an was blocked by money-pulling trucks! "
"Oh? Are there so many gifts? How much does it cost?" Changsun asked slightly surprised.
Li Shimin closed his eyes slightly and replied angrily: "I don't know how much it will cost. Anyway, I heard that there are dozens of families who have donated 4,900 yuan!"
The eldest grandson frowned slightly and said: "Four thousand nine hundred strings? Are they all the same number? Have they discussed it? How could they choose such a number?"
"How did you come up with this number?" Li Shimin still closed his eyes and hummed: "It's not because we gave Xiao Han five thousand guan! In order to avoid suspicion, those people can't give more than five thousand, but they can't give too much.
Young, so as not to be scolded by Mr. Yan as being rich and unkind, so I compromised and took this amount! If I had known better, we would have discussed with Xiao Han in advance and put out 50,000 yuan at a time, and waited for the money from the big family to arrive.
No matter how much you pay, you still make money!"
Having said this, Li Shimin couldn't help but feel a little angry. He also didn't expect that the five thousand guan money that he just used to send Xiao Han away so that he could mind his own business would actually have such a useful effect on him!
With the title of emperor and the support of Yan Zhitui, how much wealth can this kid amass in one go?
“I’ve made so much money and prepared to go home and fill the grave!”
He secretly gritted his teeth and cursed, but when he thought about the carloads of yellow and shiny copper coins arriving in an endless stream at Xiaojiazhuang, Li Shimin was still upset and his chest was heaving violently.
These days, let alone the landlords who have no surplus food, even the emperor is short of money! Even the five thousand guan given to Xiao Han at the beginning was allocated from the internal treasury, not the national treasury!
If, like Xiao Han, he could do the same thing as taking advantage of a wealthy family! He probably wouldn't be like now, going through all kinds of hardships just to divert disaster to Liaodong!
"No! After the New Year, I must have a good chat with that guy! I must donate at least one-third, no, half!"
In the palace, the most noble couple in the world gritted their teeth and whispered together! When they heard that the words of the person next to them were exactly the same as their own, they couldn't help but look at each other, and then they laughed together in understanding.
For example, the royal family cannot and cannot do things like eating big families! But eating Xiao Han, is there a problem? There doesn't seem to be any problem!
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"This is the five thousand coins given by the emperor? Have you counted it? If not, I will help you count it to avoid making mistakes!"
Just when a couple in the palace were secretly thinking about how to kill Xiao Han severely.
In Xiao Han's house, Cheng Yaojin, who was wearing a black bearskin cloak, was drooling and looking at the neat pile of copper coins in the center of the room with gleaming eyes. On top of the copper coins, there was a piece of red silk hanging on it.
A few neat characters were written in thick ink: Rob the rich and give to the poor... Ahem! It's to help the poor and help the poor!
"Go away! I asked you to count it once. I'm afraid that the five thousand strings will be counted into four thousand strings by you!"
On the side, Xiao Han, who was busy checking the amount of donation money and the name of the fundraiser with Butler Lu, heard this and immediately rushed up with a vigilant step, barely standing in front of Cheng Yaojin. His eyes were like guarding against thieves, and he couldn't help but look up and down.
Follow him!
"Haha... How is it possible? You can count at least four thousand nine hundred strings, right?" Cheng Yaojin didn't care at all about Xiao Han's bad attitude. He still put his hands on his hips, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Besides, I will
Just kidding, I'm scaring you! Do you think that I, Old Cheng, am just a thief?"
"Uh, yes!"
Xiao Han stared at Cheng Yaojin, thought for a while, and nodded seriously, almost breaking Cheng Yaojin's waist!
"Humph, dogs look down on others!" He put away his smile in embarrassment, and the indignant Cheng Yaojin reached into his bearskin cloak, took out a stack of silver notes and slapped it heavily into Xiao Han's hand, smiling with great generosity.
: "Do you really think I care about your little money? This is the money I reward you with! Take it and spend it!"
After all, it is money that moves people’s hearts!
Seeing real money and silver, Xiao Han's tense face immediately relaxed. Before Cheng Yaojin could finish speaking, he had already reached out and copied all the banknotes jointly issued by several large banks.
He grabbed it in his hand and began to count it happily in front of Cheng Yaojin.
"Haha, thank you Uncle Cheng for the reward! That old Lu, don't record this money in the merit book. This is what Uncle Cheng has given to our family! If he can't come up with another donation today, then he will give it to the Cheng family
Let’s put a zero under his name so that others can know in the future who is a charitable person and who is a philanthropist, right?”
After counting the banknotes, Xiao Han waved his hand, put the banknotes into his sleeve, and then happily gave an order to Butler Lu over there, which made Cheng Yaojin's eyes almost roll out of his head.
