Da Tang: Father, can I resign?

Chapter 12 Xuan Ling's Wrath

The children immediately became alert, with Yuchi Xunyu taking the lead:
"who are you?"

"I hired some helpers to help move some things."

Li Ming squeezed out from among this group of weirdos.

Because the previous owner from the Western Regions had long since lost hope and was too lazy to take care of the store, the cloths and silks in the store were piled in a mess.

Need to tidy up and make room.

This way more silk can be accommodated.

That’s right, those Western merchants just now were just the first step.

Now that he had found the market's floor price, Li Ming planned to follow suit and continue buying silk at the bottom.

The more you hoard, the more you earn.

It's not enough to just catch those few sheep from the Western Regions. We have to treat them equally, the more the better.

It’s not Li Ming’s fault that he is too greedy, but the spendthrift woman in his family is too good at squandering money.

"My dear, is that all?"

The people looked at the shop curiously, there were not many things in it.

In addition to silk, those Westerners left the store cleaner than if it had been robbed.

"That's all." Li Ming nodded affirmatively.

"Okay!"

The foot soldiers looked delighted.

This job is easy!

The legmen had time to take out some dry food and chew it as lunch.

They ate flatbreads made from coarse wheat grains. They used their feet to push away the obvious large stones and pick off the moldy spots, then chewed them with big mouthfuls of dust.

The children's throats moved with difficulty, and it looked like their throats were sore just by looking at them.

But the leg workers cherished the food very much and licked the crumbs clean carefully before continuing to work.

Soon, the entire warehouse of cloth was cleaned up and stacked neatly.

"Thank you for your hard work." Li Ming bid out a hundred coins.

Only one hundred coins per person? Too little... the children couldn't help but complain.

"Hey, young man, that's too much." The honest coolie panicked, "It's just a small job, I feel uneasy when I'm given so much."

Li Ming's attitude was very firm: "Take it. I will come to you for work in the future."

"OK then."

Under the children's astonished gaze, the porters received their 100-cent wages and left with many thanks.

The total amount for all people is one hundred coins.

Such a low price refreshed the children's cognition.

It's just a mouthful of oyster...

It’s just a day’s wages for a few strong laborers?

Fang Yizhe asked in confusion:

"Brother Ming, why did you give them a hundred dollars?"

Li Ming felt puzzled:

"Why should they work for me if I don't pay them? Are you going to do the work for me?"

Even though he was as holy as a newborn, he still felt that it was a bit too much to take advantage of the labor of children for free.

Li Ming only wanted to anger his father, not to make mortal enemies with all the civil and military officials in the court.

"No, I mean...is a hundred coins too little salary?" Fang Yize was so anxious that he stuttered.

Li Ming was even more puzzled:

"No, buddy, don't you know the situation outside? There have been a lot of refugees in Chang'an recently, and the labor is very cheap. You just saw that those people thought I was too generous."

The children of officials looked at each other in bewilderment.

No, they really don’t know.

Li Ming had rich experience in grassroots assistance in his previous life, and in this life he has accumulated rich experience in speculation and profiteering, so he can easily get along with the grassroots.

However, the “lower class of people” that these wealthy young men could come into contact with were, at best, servants who were neatly dressed and had no worries about food and clothing.

Although their fathers and grandfathers attached great importance to their children's education and always taught their children not to be ignorant of the sufferings of the people.

However, the so-called education only remains on paper, and it is just a matter of reciting “Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it” a few times, but there is a lack of practice.

No one has ever taken them to the most grassroots places to take a walk and have a look like Li Ming did.

The macho male groups of the early Tang Dynasty all had more or less some problems in educating the next generation, which led to the fact that their descendants were generally mediocre and indistinguishable from the crowd in history.

This also stems from the limitations of these tough men themselves - most of them are high-ranking aristocratic families who have been passed down since the Eastern Han Dynasty. It is impossible for them to jump out of their own class and really associate with the peasants.

"The people are poorly clothed and refugees are everywhere. Our Tang Dynasty has declined to this point..."

Fang Yi imitated his father and sighed to the sky, and was hit on the head.

Li Ming: "Don't mention the Tang Dynasty. It's a blessing if you can take care of your own business."

Fang Yize: "I...I have to be self-reliant. I have to work tomorrow too!"

Li Ming: "You are the only one who wants to take away the workers' jobs? If anything happens to you, something bad will happen to me too!"

Li Ming knocked Fang Yize's head desperately, trying to knock the dangerous thoughts out of this idiot's mind.

Because he dared not forget his mother's warning, he had marked Fang Xuanling as "the old silver coin that holds a grudge."

It’s okay to annoy the old house, but don’t cause any real harm to his beloved youngest son. He’s afraid that he will be like his mother’s husband, suddenly becoming open-minded while walking on the road (physics).

After a long and earnest speech, Fang Yize finally fell silent.

The children were speechless.

The adult world is actually like this...

Li Ming did not make such an exclamation.

He doesn't have time.

There are a lot of things to deal with. Instead of sitting there and sighing, you might as well roll up your sleeves and get to work.

After setting up the shop, it was already nightfall.

Li Ming looked up at the darkening sky and said hurriedly:
"I have to go back to the palace first. It's very troublesome to enter and leave the palace now. You should go back quickly as well."

After sending his friends away, he ran towards the palace.

Ever since the classroom was moved from the Secretariat in the outer court to the Literature Hall in the inner court, it became suddenly more difficult for him to sneak out of the palace.

When he was in the Secretariat, he could easily sneak out of the palace by hiding among the children.

But now he is the only one left, and the inner court is far away from the palace, so he has to go through many difficulties.

Even so, in order to earn enough money to support himself after running away, he had to go through great pains to sneak out.

Alas, my father and mother who betrayed their son.

I'm too difficult.

…………

The leader of the children left, but the children still didn't want to leave for a long time.

Although Li Ming brought them here today, it was only to serve as angel investors for his entrepreneurial project.

But ATMs also have a mind of their own.

They felt that there must be a deep meaning behind the fact that the imperial nobles personally led the noble children to understand the people's sentiments.

Chang Sunyan frowned and stroked his chin:

"Your Highness wants us to open our eyes to the world and see what the real Tang Dynasty is like."

In serious occasions, he naturally refers to his title.

Yuchi Xunyu angrily punched the ground:

"How could the country our fathers shed blood to build become like this?"

Hou Baolin waved her chubby little fist angrily:

"There must be corrupt officials running rampant. We need to rectify the administration!"

When they heard that the commander-in-chief of the Jiaohe Road march was going to reorganize their grandfathers, everyone immediately fell silent.

Di Renjie shook his head disapprovingly:

"Your Majesty is wise and wise, and the ruler and his subjects are one, so there will be no problem with the administration of officials.

"It's only been a dozen years since the chaos at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and only fifty years since the hundreds of years of chaos that began at the end of the Han Dynasty. The people need to recuperate, but now they are waging war against foreign countries year after year..."

I can't go any further here as it's easy to touch on a topic that shouldn't be touched upon.

In the midst of a gloomy mood, the children, who were concerned about the country and the people, returned to their homes.

…………

"Yi Ze, where did you go today?"

When Fang Yize entered the house, Fang Xuanling was quietly reading by candlelight in the main hall.

But Fang Yize knew that his father usually read in the study.

"I went to the West Market." Fang Yize confessed honestly, without the usual enthusiasm for playing cat and mouse.

Fang Xuanling noticed his youngest son's abnormality, and his eyebrows twisted slightly, and even his tone couldn't help but be a little teasing:

"You also assist His Royal Highness Prince Cao?"

After waiting for a long time, there was no answer.

Fang Xuanling was puzzled.

When did the third brother become so ambitious?

He finally turned his eyes away from the book and calmly moved them to his youngest son.

Fang Yize's shoulders shook and he was sobbing silently.

Fang Xuanling, a mature and steady man, felt a fire burning in his heart.

He knows everything.

Fang Yize looked so horrible yesterday that it was obvious he didn't fall.

It’s Li Ming.

At the instigation of Hou Junji's grandson, the little tyrant gathered the sons of military generals and beat up his youngest son.

It's not a bad thing to suffer some physical pain. It can suppress Yi Ze's temper and it can also be a lesson for him... Fang Xuanling comforted himself in this way.

But today, Fang Yize even cried out of grievance.

This is not a lesson, this is bullying.

He had a son in his old age, and Fang Yi was the apple of his eye, his weak spot, and also his Achilles' heel.

Fang Xuanling felt that his tolerance towards His Royal Highness Prince Cao had reached its limit.

(End of this chapter)