The six old men looked at Li Zhao in shock.
A hundred thousand? Do you know how much money that is?
That was 10 million wen!
It was more than enough to buy 120 houses in Chang 'an!
If you want to take out 100,000 scrolls to give to the Imperial Court, you should at least discuss it with us. Do you really think that's a small amount of money?
It wasn't just them. Li Jiancheng, Li Er, and Li Yuanji, who were in the room, almost jumped up from their chairs when they heard Li Zhao shouting out 100,000 strings.
If the Imperial Court had 100,000 strings of coins, wouldn't the current crisis be easily resolved?!
Promise him!
Hurry up and agree!
Li Jiancheng, Li Er, and Li Yuanji's hearts were beating fast. They all looked at Li Tai with hopeful eyes. With this 100,000 strings, they could still be rich after resolving the urgent matter of the imperial court!
Li Tai didn't say a word, but he slowed down the speed at which he was munching on the melon seeds. He turned to look at the seven old men outside the house, who were bowing to the ground, and said in a childish voice,""Patriarch Li of Longxi, there's no need for formalities.”
What about us?
Seeing Li Zhao stand up straight, they heaved a sigh of relief. The other six old men were anxious. Their waists were really about to break!
However, Li Tai only asked Li Zhao to stand up. It was obvious that he wanted the six of them to show their attitude. Otherwise, they would keep bowing and not get up!
"Brother Li, you-"
"Sigh!"
"100,000 strings of strings is not a small amount!”
The other six old men didn't say anything. Instead, they looked at Li Zhao with anger.
Even if you said 30,000 to 50,000 strings, it could still be negotiated. However, 100,000 strings was too much money.
Even a province of the Great Tang couldn't pay this much tax in a year! There were a lot of things to do in the world, and money was needed everywhere. The provinces were like Pi Xiu, only entering but not leaving!
Taking the salt tax of Chang 'an City in the eighth year of Wude as an example, the salt tax collected by the Salt and Iron Envoy was only 1,700 strings!
The annual salt tax was only 1,700 strings!
The amount that Li Zhao had donated was a hundred times the annual salt tax of Chang 'an City!
Facing the anger of the six old men, Li Zhao felt bitter in his heart.
This time, he had really fallen into the hands of the little Emperor.
The power of the stone tablet was too great. It was nothing more than killing people's hearts!
Meeting the furious and confused gazes of the seven old men, Li Zhao lowered his voice and said,"
"Do you think we have a choice? His Majesty didn't let us get up because he wanted us to express our stance. If His Majesty doesn't hear the number he wants, you can just bow here until you die! Don't treat His Majesty like a child anymore. He is the emperor, the revered one! Not ordinary people like you and me!"
Li Qing gritted his teeth and said,"But 100,000 strings is too much!"”
Li Zhao said resentfully,"
"Even if you can't take it out, you still have to take it. With 100,000 strings, in exchange for your Zhao County's Li Clan not going to go down in infamy for ten thousand years, how would you choose?”
Seeing everyone hesitating, Li Zhao gritted his teeth and said,"
"Can't you see that we've made His Majesty lose face this time? If we can't take out something that can move His Majesty, how can we appease His Majesty's anger? The seven stone tablets outside Mingde Gate, do you think they are glamorous?”
"Before you came, you saw it outside Ming De Gate. The seven stone tablets had just landed at the city gate, but how many people had already despised the five surnames and seven Wangs? In less than three months, this matter spread throughout the world. The five surnames and seven Wangs were no longer the five surnames and seven Wangs. They were rats crossing the street, hated by everyone! Wake up, everyone!"
At the end of his sentence, Li Zhao almost roared.
The seven old men looked at each other and finally gritted their teeth. They rushed into the room and shouted in pain,
"Your Majesty, the Zhao County Li Clan is willing to donate 100,000 strings!”
"Boling Cui Clan is willing to donate 100,000 strings!”
"The Cui Clan of Qinghe is willing to donate 100,000 strings to the Imperial Court!”
"The Wang family of Taiyuan is willing to give you 100,000 strings!”
"The Zheng family of Xingyang is willing to donate 100,000 yuan!”
"Fan Yang Lu clan is willing to give 100,000 strings!”
100,000 strings, if six people shouted at the same time, that would be 600,000 strings?!
Adding on the Longxi Li Clan, it would be 700,000 strings?!
Li Jiancheng's heart was thumping, and his face was red with excitement. 700,000 strings of coins, the imperial court's treasury income last year was 5.8 million strings of coins, and now it had increased by a tenth?!
He wasn't the only one. Li Er was also stunned. He knew how much the imperial court's national treasury collected every year, but he didn't expect the seven family heads of the five surnames and seven Wangs to raise the price from 100,000 strings to 700,000 strings!
Earlier, Li Er had thought that the 100,000 strings the Li Clan of Longxi had mentioned was the sum of seven people.
There was only one shop?
Are the five surnames and seven Wangs that rich?
Li Er's breathing quickened. If he was so rich, could he come a few more times in the past? It was too f * cking profitable. It was even faster than taxes!
Li Yuanji stood at the side, dumbfounded. 700,000 strings of money was not a small amount. Back then, the Eastern Palace did not even have this much money. The Emperor had only been on the throne for two days, and he was already robbed by the court. Ah, no, he had raised 700,000 strings of money!？
If he sat there for too long…
How could the Imperial Court not be rich?
The Minister of Revenue and Assistant Minister of the six ministries, didn't they love the little Emperor to death?!
At this moment, Li Tai clicked his tongue in his heart. That dog was rich. Then, with an innocent smile on his face, he said in a childish voice,"Since that's the case, don't bow. Go back and prepare the money.”
Hearing this, the seven old men were stunned. We donated 100,000 strings, and you only told us not to bow and go back to prepare the money? Where are the seven stone tablets? At least give us an answer!
"Your Majesty, those seven stone tablets…" Li Zhao couldn't help but say anxiously.
"We'll discuss it again."
Li Tai's tender voice rang out.
The seven old men widened their eyes. What did he mean? Are you complaining that we didn't pay enough?
Li Zhao gritted his teeth and said,"Your Majesty, I'm willing to pay another 50,000 strings!"”
You still want to pay more?
Back then, when you said that money burns your hands, were you talking about yourself?!
The other six old men glared at him, feeling regretful, angry, and bitter. They shouldn't have listened to Li Zhao's plan. They had agreed that they would never donate more than the usual amount to the imperial court. How many strings were they going to donate now? Even 100,000 f * cking strings couldn't beat him?
Are you a spy sent by the imperial court?!
I beg you, don't give money to the imperial court anymore!
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