Chapter 692: Datang version of new house pre-sale!
The joys and sorrows in the world are not the same.
Under the same moonlight, some people are singing softly, some are loving children, and some are holding candles and reading at night, sighing all night long, and seeming to ignore the orioles and swallows around them.
In the imperial study room.
Li Shimin frowned, staring at the map of Tuyuhun on several cases, repeatedly weighing the pros and cons.
"Your Majesty, it's already late at night, why don't you rest?"
Queen Changsun's gentle words came from behind her.
Li Shimin's eyes briefly moved away from the map in front of him, turned around, looked at the steaming lotus seed soup on the tables beside him, and smiled tiredly.
"It's so late. If you didn't rest earlier, why did you come here..."
"I saw Your Majesty was so late and hadn't gone back to rest, so I came over to take a look. By the way, I asked the people below to help you make a bowl of lotus seed porridge. Drink it while it's hot to replenish your body..."
Li Shimin rubbed his tense face, walked to the table and picked up the lotus seed soup.
Get it warm, just right.
He drank it in one gulp, probably because he had this bowl of hot porridge as a base in his stomach, and he felt a little better.
"Your Majesty, you are still worried about the situation in Tuyuhun..."
Empress Changsun took the empty bowl from Li Shimin's hand and asked in a gentle tone.
Li Shimin nodded.
"Fu Yun is now fatuous and old. He blindly obeys King Tianzhu's instigation and repeatedly provokes the bottom line of the Tang Dynasty. This time he attacked one of our border towns. Hundreds of women and children were kidnapped. If I can't pacify Tuyuhun in one day, I can't sleep or eat in one day.
install……"
"Has Your Majesty decided to raise troops?"
Queen Changsun seemed to have thought of something and asked with some worry.
"Your Majesty, is it possible that you intend to agree to the proposal of the Tibetan envoy..."
Li Shimin slowly shook his head.
"This child Zi'an is better than thousands of troops. As long as Zi'an is here, Tuyuhun and his like will be in the possession of the Tang Dynasty sooner or later. But if Zi'an is not here, he will become a serious problem for the Tang Dynasty..."
Empress Changsun breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.
"That girl from Yuzhang, she asked me insinuatingly today, but I prevaricated her..."
Li Shimin sighed softly.
"It's my fault, and it's also difficult for you and that girl Yuzhang..."
Empress Changsun didn't speak, she just snuggled into Li Shimin's arms silently. She knew her husband just as her husband knew her. She had a lot to say and didn't need to say more. This was the tacit understanding between the couple for many years.
In the final analysis, there are many choices and many compromises because the country has not been established for a long time and the foundation is too weak.
Without money and food, it is difficult to move forward——
…
The morning of the second day was another noisy day as usual.
The military generals and civil servants of the Tang Dynasty were so quarreling that their faces turned red and their necks were thick. They seemed to be rolling up their sleeves and having a fight. They didn't care that their majesty had already stood up and left.
"You think I don't want to? Just one sentence, no money!"
Tang Jian was holding a long knife, breathing heavily, and stared at everyone fiercely.
"Which of you wants to go to war? It's very simple. Either fight me to the death, or go and get money from me! If you don't have money, you're going to beat Tuyuhun and use the northwest wind to fight!"
All the generals were dumbfounded. Even Cheng Yaojin, who was jumping around the most, was not confused.
Because everyone knows that Tang Jian is right.
No money!
The last bit of money in Datang was invested by His Majesty in Datang Zhenguan Bank, and now the money cannot be moved, and all the previous efforts will be wasted if it is used.
"It would be great if the Marquis of Chang'an hadn't rebuilt Nancheng..."
Fang Xuanling sighed quietly.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
They think this way, not that Wang Zi'an has really reached the point where he is so rich that he can conquer the world by one thief, but that among the rich people, they can probably only borrow money from Wang Zi'an, and probably only Wang Zi'an can borrow money from Wang Zi'an.
Maybe he would lend such a huge sum of money to the court...
…
"Sir, today's edition of Datang Evening News is really——"
When they came out of the gate of the main hall, the deacon in the palace handed them today's newspaper very humbly. This has become the practice of all officials in the Tang Dynasty. After everyone goes to court, they can receive a copy of the Tang Evening News for that day.
In the past, every time this time came, everyone would subconsciously glance at the newspapers to see if there was anything new.
But today, Changsun Wuji was not in the same mood. He took the newspaper casually, rolled it in his hand, frowned, and walked out. However, after taking a few steps, he heard someone exclaiming behind him.
“Qujiang Villa, Dream Garden!”
"Let me see, let me see, it is indeed worthy of my dreamy eyes. This villa area is so beautiful——"
“Is there a medical clinic and a supermarket nearby?”
"...What supermarket?"
"Changle Supermarket, it says you can shop in one stop, there is nothing you can't think of, there is nothing that is not available in there..."
"There are also large theaters nearby, and various new plays such as Peking Opera, Henan Opera, and dramas are performed every day..."
"Ah, there is also a large private school taught by Mr. Guozijian himself. Anyone who settles in the villa area can enroll without taking the exam..."
Changsun Wuji was stunned and couldn't help but stop.
He took out the Datang Evening News that had been put in his sleeve and glanced at it. At just one glance, his eyes were attracted by a rendering of Qujiang Villa that occupied the headlines and front page.
The sparkling Qujiang River contrasts with the well-proportioned villas.
The streets are full of fallen flowers.
There are also detailed diagrams of supporting facilities in the surrounding areas.
Yes, what the newspaper said was supporting facilities. Although Changsun Wuji didn't understand what supporting facilities were, he could understand the meaning of this new word just by looking at it.
There are many private schools, supermarkets, theaters, and tiled houses, but they are appropriately avoided in the villa area, which can not only facilitate people's daily entertainment, but will not affect the tranquility of the villa area.
The community is even equipped with various service personnel, who are ready for the residents' call at any time twelve hours a day to solve all the residents' worries.
In fact, this aspect is not very attractive to him.
The Duke of Qi's mansion had so many servants that it naturally had no need for these extra service personnel, but with his eyes, he could still see the huge value contained in this villa area at a glance.
Although the side of Qujiang Pool is far away from the palace, it would not be conducive to going to court if you really want to stay there, but it is a leisure villa area! If it can be built according to the renderings above, it will definitely become a new and precious place in Chang'an City.
.Even if it is only used as a temporary residence for rest and relaxation, it is enough to double its value!
What made his eyes twitch the most was the line of big words below.
“Pre-sale!”
For sale from now on!
Zong Zhengqing of the Tang Dynasty and the Marquis of Chang'an solemnly promised to ensure quality and quantity, and complete the villa and corresponding supporting measures according to the renderings, making Qujiang Villa the most top-notch, noblest, most healthy, and most livable leisure residential area in Chang'an City.
"Pre-sale?"
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and suddenly looked around.