Since this money cannot be kept by itself, Yang Fan certainly knew the principle that it should be better than it should be later. After writing the memorial, he hurried to the palace.

When entering the Ganlu Palace, His Majesty Li Er just waved his hand to let Yang Fan stay aside.

Because this emperor, Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng, Li Daliang and other important officials were calculating the gains of the imperial court's sales of books this time.

After Li Daliang, the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, counted the money he had cheated from the aristocratic family this time.

Fang Xuanling asked in a lost voice: "How much do you think there is total income this time?"

After picking up several books of the books and confirming them again, Li Daliang said excitedly: "Fang Xiang, after excluding the cost, the net profit of more than 2.65 million yuan."

All the important officials in the court who were sitting were surprised.

I really didn’t expect that I would earn such a large amount of money just by selling imperial examination books.

Although I knew that I must have made a lot of money this time, I let the court lose more than 2 million yuan from the aristocratic family in just a turnaround, which is too outrageous!

What's more, the Yang family's enlightenment school and paper, pen, ink and ink are sold by the Zhongyi Marquis Mansion. These aristocratic families must have suffered more than so much loss!

Yang Fan just made a plan for His Majesty Li Er, and then he lost more than two million yuan from the aristocratic family. Who can believe it?

Several important officials of the court were really ashamed.

Everyone looked at Yang Fan with complex eyes and felt a little ashamed.

These people are fighting to the death, but the court's finances are so poor that they are so poor, but now...

Alas, it’s so annoying!

Perhaps only Yang Fan was indifferent to the people present.

After all, compared with the income from his own mansion, the money Li Erk had found seemed a bit insufficient to see.

However, His Majesty Li Er did not think so, so he turned to stare at Yang Fan and said happily: "You have made great contributions this time, and I will not forget your contribution."

"By the way, what's wrong with you entering the palace this time? Are you here to show off your Marquis' income?"

"Don't be discouraged. Although you may not earn as much as the court, you should have made a lot of money. Just be content!"

It is inevitable that His Majesty Li Er would have such a statement.

Even others have this illusion.

The Zhongyi Hou Mansion sells either children's enlightenment books like Yang's enlightenment, or low-priced school supplies such as paper, pen, ink and ink.

Now that the spring exam is about to be held, everyone is focusing all their attention on the imperial examination books, naturally ignoring the sales volume of Yang's enlightenment.

What's more, the price of a book for the imperial examination can be worth a lot of paper, pen, ink and ink.

So everyone did not notice how many school supplies Wu Meiniang sold, and they did not know that the income of the Zhongyi Marquis Mansion this time was much more than that of the imperial court!

Of course, except for the family that lost money, there is a general estimate, others are not very clear about it.

Although he was reluctant to give the money to His Majesty Li Er.

But after hearing Wu Meiniang's analysis, Yang Fan also knew that only by giving this money to the court could he share the pressure on the aristocratic family on him.

However, Yang Fan was a little disgusted with Li Er's proud face, and Yu held his mouth in his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, do you know how much money Weichen has earned this time?"

His Majesty Li Er said coquettishly: "But it's okay, I won't steal your little money..."

"Your Majesty's words are serious?" Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked at Li Er, and asked with a smile.

Seeing Yang Fan's expression,

His Majesty Li Er's heart thrust violently.

Could it be that this kid earns more than the court?

Because this kid always has this expression whenever he has a bad idea.

Then Li Er quickly suppressed this idea and shook his head.

Having already spoken, Li Er could only say coldly with a stern face: "Hmph, you don't have any jokes. As the king of a country, how could I worry about your little money?"

Looking at the emperor who was desperate for face, Yang Fan was speechless!

But he was not slow in his mouth and teased: "Your Majesty spits and a nail, I admire you!"

"Weichen didn't earn much this time, he only earned about 9 million guan..."

After saying that, Yang Fan deliberately lowered his head, looking extremely ashamed.

Of course, the actual income is naturally far exceeding this number.

Yang Fan was of great use to the gold he received, so he naturally could not give it to His Majesty Li Er, so he concealed some of it.

Even so, His Majesty Li Er almost shocked his chin.

"How much did you say you earned?"

His Majesty Li Er, who was originally sitting on the dragon couch, stood up with a loud voice, almost glaring out his eyes, and even the short beard under his jaw twitched slightly.

Fang Xuanling and the others opened their mouths and looked disbelief, and they were pulling a few gray beards in their hands without knowing it.

Seeing His Majesty Li Er's expression, Yang Fan cursed the countryside, and then Yun Danfeng repeated lightly: "This time, the empress has earned about nine million coins."

This time everyone finally heard it sincerely and took a breath.

hiss!

Changsun Wuji even exclaimed: "Marquis Zhongyi, can you forcefully buy and sell your Marquis's mansion?"

No wonder Changsun Wuji is so fussy.

After all, this number is amazing!

Although everyone knows Yang Fan's ability, everyone has always envied Yang Fan's methods of making money.

But it is too outrageous to sell nine million yuan in less than a month!

Last year, the annual tax of the Tang Dynasty was about 30 million guan. After only selling a few books and some school supplies, you Yang Fan can sell one-third of your annual fiscal revenue.

How is it possible to buy and sell if it is not forced?

However, the officials present were so ashamed!

Hearing Changsun Wuji's words, Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and he looked at His Majesty Li Er helplessly: "Even if I want to force my business, those aristocratic families and merchants will not buy it!"

As he said that, he gave a rough explanation of how the money came about.

Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng nodded with deep understanding, and his eyes floated to His Majesty Li Er, seeing what the emperor said.

But His Majesty Li Er regrets his intestines!

How awesome I was just now, how embarrassing I was at this time, and more regretful I really wanted to slap myself in the mouth!

Li Er looked at Yang Fan with a gloomy face, with golden light in his eyes, as if Yang Fan in front of him was a walking mountain!

Nine million coins, even for the king of a country, the impact is really too great!

Most of the annual taxes in the court are scattered in various states and are dispatched and transferred according to the budget, but they are not all shipped to Chang'an. Li Er has never seen such a large amount of cash.

I really can't imagine that Yang Fan can do this, and most of them are pitted from the hands of the aristocratic families.

Nine million coins, how much does this cost?

A coin of copper weighs six or seven kilograms, 9 million kilograms, which is equivalent to 60 million kilograms.

According to a ox cart that can pull 2,000 kilograms, it also needs to pull 30,000 kilograms. If you line up, you may not be able to load the entire Chang'an City road.

If all of them are converted into copper coins, the one-time coins are 1,000 copper coins. Will these coins be piled up throughout the Tai Chi Palace? Can you lie on it and sleep?

Then, His Majesty Li Er quickly shook his head and woke him up.

I am the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. How could I have such a bad idea? It's so ridiculous!

But there seems to be saliva flowing down the corners of my mouth!

hiss!

Li Er quickly took a sip.

You can't show a too rich expression, otherwise you will inevitably be ridiculed by this little bastard!

Taking a few deep breaths, His Majesty Li Er shouted: "A court official knows money in his eyes. Why do you want so much money?"

"You kid actually used his power for personal gain and openly solicited bribes to make money? What should you blame?"

The important officials present woke up in an instant and looked at His Majesty Li Er in surprise. Why did the emperor suddenly talk about using power for personal gain and openly soliciting bribes?

They were all old foxes who had been practicing for thousands of years. Everyone quickly woke up and couldn't help but cover their faces with their sleeves.

The emperor obviously has set his sights on this money, and his appearance is so ugly!

Didn't you look very noble just now?

Everyone looked at Yang Fan with sympathy.

Although you are the God of Wealth, you are still too tender in front of the emperor.

He actually dared to show off in front of the emperor. Don’t you know that this emperor is a glutton and is a master who only eats but cannot help?

Seeing His Majesty Li Er's face as if he was righteous and angry at Yang Fan's crime, everyone couldn't bear to look at him.

He could only count the ants on the ground with his head hanging down, looking like he was hanging high without any matter.

The emperor was obviously jealous of the money. What can they do?

What's more, the court is indeed short of money, so it can only turn a blind eye.
To be continued...