"Is it useful for me to object?" Liu Ying asked.
"It's useful. If you object, the promise you made last night will be invalidated... Choose one of the two, Nai Weng is very reasonable and can't let you lose both ways." Liu Bang vowed.
Liu Ying gritted her teeth, listen, is this human talk?
I earned the conditions and wrote the poem. Does it have anything to do with you?
You old scoundrel!
Liu Bang was so confident that he stretched out his hand, pinched Liu Ying's bulging cheeks, and said with a smile: "Which one should I choose?"
Liu Ying broke free from the old gangster's vicious hands and shouted angrily: "Do I have any choice?"
Liu Bang laughed heartily and said with satisfaction, "I know you are a smart boy. Let's do this, Nai Weng will give you a little discount."
He turned to look at Shu Sun Tong and said to him: "I insulted you at the banquet. It's my fault... I can't treat Confucian scholars well, so I'd better find someone who can treat you well. You and your disciples, How about we all return to the prince's sect?"
The old gangster actually admitted his mistake, as if the sun was rising from the west.
Shusun Tong did not seek refuge with Liu Bang alone. He was followed by hundreds of Confucian disciples. Returning to Liu Ying's sect, it is obvious that the future is bright.
Shusuntong hurriedly thanked him, and Liu Bang also asked him to teach Liu Ying well, and then he hurriedly waved his hand and asked them to leave.
Coming out of the tent, Shusun Tong was satisfied. Although Liu Bang still didn't like Confucianism, by capturing the prince, he also captured the future. Once Liu Bang died and the prince succeeded to the throne, Confucianism could show its talents.
So...when will King Han die?
After Liu Ying came out, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she suddenly said: "That's not right!"
Shusuntong was startled, "What's wrong, Master?"
Liu Ying said: "My father's expression was wrong. When he asked us to come out, he let out a sigh of relief, as if he had thrown away some baggage."
"Burden? What kind of baggage?" Shusuntong asked in confusion: "The king just handed over the Confucian scholars to the young master, there is no baggage!"
Liu Ying glanced at Shusun Tong meaningfully and said nothing.
Shusun Tong was shocked all over. After a long time, he seemed to realize something. His old face gradually turned red...
"Young master, one hundred Confucian scholars, based on two kilograms of grain per day, will need two hundred kilograms per day, as well as a certain amount of fruits, vegetables, meat, and salt. Each person needs four pieces of cloth per year for clothing. Confucian clothes are large and cannot be spared. Among Confucian scholars, If there are old and sick people among them, they need to prepare medicine. If they are accompanying the army, they have to carry their horses, horses and tents. If they stay in Guanzhong, they need to arrange accommodation and build houses."
Zhang Han settled the accounts for Liu Ying, "The above is just for daily expenses. Confucian scholars study and discuss doctrines, and entertain guests and friends at banquets, which costs even more. At that time, Qi State was poor in Linzi's wealth, so it could support Jixia Academy."
Liu Ying was stunned, what a big burden!
"Then, can I get it from the treasury?"
Zhang Han shook his head, "It's difficult. The King of Han has said that these people will be your disciples."
"I, I am the prince of the Han Dynasty. I must have a lot of income, right?"
Zhang Han even smiled bitterly, "Young Master, the Han Dynasty currently uses the Qin system. The First Emperor has not established a prince, so the palace has not arranged for the expenses of the prince. It can only be calculated as an ordinary prince... Of course you can't be hungry, but if you want to raise a prince, One hundred Confucian scholars is not enough."
Liu Ying was furious, he was asking Liu Bang to make a trick!
Liu Ying thought for a while, "No, Lord Xinling, Lord Mengchang, Lord Chunshen, and Lord Pingyuan, how can they support three thousand guests? I can't even support a hundred Confucian scholars? I, a big man, can't compare. them?"
Zhang Han nodded and said honestly: "Master, you are indeed inferior to me. I have a fiefdom!"
"Fief? I'm going to get it now!" Liu Ying started to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Han.
"Sir, the Qin Dynasty system of prefectures and counties has abolished the enfeoffment. What's more, you are the prince of the Han Dynasty. You are only waiting to succeed to the throne in the future. The whole world is yours, so where can I entrust you with it?"
Liu Ying is stupid. In other words, I am the richest man in the world, but I can't use my wealth before it's time to inherit... Guarding the treasure mountain, I can't do anything!
This is too frustrating.
Liu Ying walked around on the ground a few times and suddenly asked out of curiosity: "Sir, you are the Young Master of the First Emperor. You must know the expenses in the First Emperor's palace. How did Great Qin make money? Tell me quickly."
This is Zhang Han's business scope, so he is naturally familiar with it.
"Sir, the Shaofu has three main financial resources. One is the gardens, gardens, mountains and wilderness under its control, and the output goes to the Shaofu, or is leased to merchants to collect rent; the second is the collection of business tax and customs tax; and the third , are some oral gifts. With the methods of the First Emperor, the expenses in the palace will naturally not be small, but now I am afraid it will not be easy for the young master to restore the young manor!"
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"Sir, I'm sorry I can't agree!" Xiao He refused directly.
Liu Ying's eyes widened, "Father Zhong, why are you bullying me?"
Xiao He said with a smile: "Sir, the war in Guanzhong has caused the people's livelihood to decline, and the people have been displaced... I have long ordered that the First Emperor's gardens be opened to the people for cultivation. Now that I have gone back on my word, I will take it back to you. I absolutely cannot do it."
Liu Ying was helpless and murmured: "Even if Father Zhong gives it to me, I don't dare to ask for it. The people in Guanzhong will have to scold me as a New Qin man... Also, set up checkpoints and collect trader taxes..."
Before Xiao He could object, Liu Ying shook her head. The reasoning was the same as above. As for the poll tax... that thing was even more hated!
"Father Zhong, what do you think I should do? Father left the Confucian scholars to me. My pocket is cleaner than my face. Where can I find money to support them?"
Xiao He also smiled bitterly, "Young master, this matter will still fall on the king. He probably wants the Confucian scholar to be unable to endure it and leave on his own."
"How can that be done? Since they are my disciples, I should take good care of them! If they all leave, wouldn't it make me look so useless!" Liu Ying gritted her teeth.
Xiao He is also helpless. All his energy is now focused on purchasing armaments and raising food and grass. Liu Bang is about to leave Hangu Pass eastward and must fight Xiang Yu desperately. He must not be careless at all.
Even if there is a grain of food, it must be sent to the army.
Don't break the rules just because Liu Ying is pitiful. The consequences will be even more disastrous.
Liu Ying thought about it again and again, then suddenly gritted her teeth and stamped her foot, "In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that, he walked away, Xiao He was startled.
"Sir, don't be rash!"
Liu Ying didn't even bother to answer: "Don't worry, Father Zhong, I have a sense of discretion."
Xiao He sat blankly for a moment, his heart beating inexplicably, always feeling that this young master was going to do a whole lot of work.
Liu Bang made a triumphant return from Xiaqiu and returned east to Yueyang, passing through Xianyang along the way. This was originally the capital of Qin, but Xiang Yu burned it to the ground, and the land was still covered with scorched earth, which was so desolate.
The Han army stopped here, and Liu Bang called Zhang Liang and Han Xin, and they rode out of the camp together. They walked around Xianyang and talked about their plans to deal with Xiang Yu.
It took them most of the day to return to the camp.
Just when I arrived at the gate of the camp, I saw a huge group of people surrounding me.
Liu Bang looked surprised. He raised his eyes and saw that there was an earth platform in the middle of the crowd, and there was a child standing on the earth platform.
No need to ask, there is no one other than his precious son!
"Uncles, many of you are from Peixian County. My name is Liu Ying, and I am the prince of the Han Dynasty. I am now in trouble and need money to support my followers... One gold or two gold is not too little, ten thousand gold or twenty thousand gold is not too little. If it is too much, as long as I am willing to donate generously, I will write it down and carry it with me everywhere. When I grow up and can make the decision, I will definitely repay you twice as much!"
Liu Ying said, and bowed in all directions, "Ying Ying thanks you all."
The people surrounding him immediately began to whisper to each other, and the discussion became louder and louder.
The young master borrowed money from a big guy, but he said he still wouldn't pay it back!
When you succeed to the throne, just give us a big official position!
"Young Master, I have three hundred gold here, originally dedicated to the Young Master!"
"I have one too, I'll pay you five hundred gold!"
There was an uproar for a while, and Liu Ying thanked him frequently.
Liu Bang, who was watching from a distance, was furious, "What is Zhuzi doing?"
The person next to me said: "Your Majesty, the young master seems to be borrowing money?"
This sentence instantly lit the fuse, and Liu Bang exploded, "Is he borrowing money? He is ruining my reputation!"
As he spoke, Liu Bang charged towards the crowd, and regardless of the crowd, he roared at Liu Ying:
"Gui Zi, get out of here, Nai Weng!"
