"This inner official..." Lu Zhi took a quick step and reached out to hold the little yellow gate. "Dare you ask? Your Majesty summoned the young grandson of the Cao family to Qianqiu Wansui Hall? What's the matter?"

Lu Zhi has such a personality. He will never give up if he wants to know what he wants to know until he asks the casserole.

The little yellow gate glanced at him and saw that it was Lu Zhi, and his tone was raised. The eunuchs never looked down on these scholars and Confucian scholars. "Your Majesty wants to discuss business with Young Master Cao Shu? What? Are you going to stop him?" After that, he shook Lu Zhi's arm with a "hum" sound!

At this time, Lu Zhi seemed to be limping all over. He widened his eyes and looked straight at the eunuch.

Your Majesty discusses business information with the young grandson of the Cao family? This... this little guy? He... he really understands business?

With a puzzled skill, Cao Shu and the little yellow gate had already boarded the sedan chair and walked away slowly.

But Lu Zhi stood there blankly, his eyes dull and unconscious!

Seeing this scene, Cao Song reached out and put his hand on Lu Zhi's shoulder. "Lord Lu Zhi seems to know only one thing about my Cao family, not the other. Is it true that my Cao family is the richest man in Luoyang? But I'm afraid Lord Lu Zhi doesn't know the origin of this rich man, right?"

Having said this, Cao Song patted Lu Zhi on the back and continued to speak.

"Haha... Come on, let me tell you carefully to Lord Lu Zhi! The wealth of our Cao family is earned by my young grandson Cao Shu. When it comes to doing business, I am afraid that anyone in the entire Luoyang City may not have the vision and insight of Shuer!"

What?

Suddenly, Lu Zhi felt shocked, and he even felt that he could not breathe.

He widened his eyes and looked at Cao Song, as if he said again, "Is this teasing me?"

But Cao Song's eyes were firm, and he didn't look like he was joking at all!

I'm going? This six-year-old guy really knows how to do business... he... can he make a fortune? Is this a business genius?

At that moment, Lu Zhi really had a thought. Could this Cao family’s young grandson Cao Shu? A six-year-old child? Can the gold in His Majesty’s Wanjin Hall really overflow?

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Luoyang Imperial Palace, the Hall of Longevity.

"Your Majesty, the horses in Xiyuan should be replaced this year."

Waiting for Cao Shuo's kung fu, Cao Jie reported to Emperor Liu Hong about something, a very important thing. "But the price of horses this year... If you still buy a thousand horses, the treasury may not be able to afford them."

It turns out that the horse used by the emperor needs supplies and replacement every few years. After all, the horse has a lifespan of twenty years, and the most mature period is only four or five years. It is easy to be impulsive when it is too young; it is too old, it becomes lazy, the back sinks, and the joints of the limbs will also become weak...

For this reason, Xiyuan only uses horses aged twelve to sixteen!

The last replacement was five years ago. This year... the imperial horses are seriously aging and have to be replaced, but... the price of horses on the market has soared by a hundred times!

"well…"

Emperor Liu Hong sighed a long time ago. He, who has always been sensitive to prices, wouldn't he know that the price of horses on the market has soared to nearly five million yuan per horse, and it has even risen again. This price is a rhythm that goes straight to the sky!

"Now, a horse can catch up with the price of selling a Guanneihou. What's the point!" Another sigh, or complaining.

Today, Emperor Liu Hong is very annoyed, very annoyed!

First of all, the stubborn Lu Zhi was actually thinking about the money in his Wanjin Hall. Damn! Damn!

The second is this horse... Although he is in charge of the supreme power of the empire, he feels weak in the "main business" of doing business and making money.

Of course, it was not just because of his own reasons. These powerful clans of the Han Dynasty were really hateful.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but they chose the stall where the horses were replaced in Xiyuan, hoarded almost all the horses of the entire man, monopolized the market, and directly priced them!

Whenever I think of this, Emperor Liu Hong feels sad. He really can't do their business!

Of course, what made Emperor Liu Hong even more annoyed was that this wealthy clan was like a quail on weekdays, but they were very smart when it comes to speculation and making money.

The most hateful thing is that while they make money, they also look like they are like Jun Yaoshun. Thinking about it, they are all dirty and ugly faces!

"This group of clans! No one is good!" Emperor Liu Hong cursed coldly. "They made a lot of money by themselves, but they were still thinking about my Wanjin Hall, thinking about asking me to spend money everywhere. Cao Dachangqiu, tell me? They are hateful!"

"hateful…"

Cao Jie was about to say these two words, and with it, he was ready to express his strong condemnation to this clan.

But, these two words were spoken in advance by a childish child's voice, crisp and resounding, and even more a tone of sharing the same hatred of the emperor.

Cao Jie looked over and saw that at the gate of Qianqiu Wansui Hall, Xiao Cao Shu walked in slowly.

It turned out that the emperor had ordered Cao Shu to come here without a full message, so... he stepped into it directly and was hearing the emperor's nagging about the clan.

"Shuo'er has met the emperor and uncle." Then, Cao Shu walked into the middle and gave a regular greeting.

"Cao Shu is here! Get up, there is no need to bow." Emperor Liu Hong turned around, as if his bored mood had become much clearer because of seeing Cao Shu. "I just shouted the 'hapless' to the aristocratic family?"

"It was Shu'er who shouted!" Cao Shu nodded.

"Then tell me what? Where are they hate?" Emperor Liu Hong continued to ask.

Cao Shu's eyes turned and then explained:

"The whole world is the emperor's uncle. Whether it is a minister, clan, or a poor family, what they should do is to make the emperor happy and help the emperor deal with all the troublesome things. The great man is short of money, and Wanjintang has no investment. The civil and military officials in the court, shouldn't the wealthy clans think about how to help the emperor make money? How to make the gold in Wanjintang full of gold?"

"But what about them? Not only did they not help the emperor make money, but they were also thinking about the money in the emperor's Wanjin Hall, as if they had forgotten the way of being a minister... I, a child, read Confucian classics, know that loyalty to the emperor, and loyalty to His Majesty is the first priority. How could they not know? Then put the cart before the horse?"

Yoyo Yoyo…

This made Emperor Liu Hong feel warm in his heart! He felt very happy.

Oh, all the ministers in the court, just the Cao family educated them well... Look at what Cao Shu said, the duty of the minister is to make the emperor happy! I like money, so you can make money for me. This is the duty! Look, everyone puts the cart before the horse!

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Emperor Liu Hong's mouth was grinning and smiled, "All the civil and military officials in the court, your Cao family knows the best. Your grandfather Cao Song manages the treasury for me, your father Cao Cao dismissed officials for me and handed over the offerings. You little guy, sweet-mouthed, has also made my mood much better..."

After some boasting, Emperor Liu Hong couldn't stop smiling.

"Your Majesty seems to like Cao Shuo very much." Cao Jie did not forget to agree.

"I like it, I like it!" Emperor Liu Hong nodded and greeted Cao Shu. "Come on, come and sit next to me. I really have business problems and I need to ask you, little guy."

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Chapter completed!