Chapter 40 Radish and big stick

As a soul in his thirties, Zhao Feng naturally knew Cheng Lin’s little thoughts. He glanced at Cheng Lin and said, “Old Cheng! That’s it, where is I! I want to build a stadium!”

"The court? I'm sorry that the officials are ignorant. I don't know what this is used for?" Cheng Lin frowned and asked.

Zhao Chen said a long story short and roughly explained the purpose of the stadium.

Cheng Lin immediately felt that Zhao Jin was making a fool of himself, but he didn't say this.

Zhao Chen continued, "What about this money! I can't take it out for a while, so I decided to borrow money from the court. A total of 200,000 guan. I will repay it in five years, 50,000 guan a year, which is half a share of the profit every year! Five years have passed, you will only make 50,000 guan! That is, I am such a good person, thinking that the official family is my brother, otherwise I will not borrow money from the court!"

Afterwards, it is obvious that Zhao Chen is slapped in a swollen face and pretends to be fat.

Cheng Lin naturally had to worry about it in her heart. The profits made are quite good, and you can only pay back the problem! Such a nonsense, would you dare to lend money to you, aren’t you afraid of losing all your money? You are the prince. If you are a lie, what can they do?

Of course, Cheng Lin didn't dare to say this. She turned her eyes a few times and came up with an excuse, and said, "The prince is really the Wenqu Star. This idea was thought of by the prince. But you don't think of how much money the Sansi envoy is, but you can use it more! It's used by the army, and repairing rivers in various places, and the Yellow River! If there is a dam, it will be a huge disaster!"

Bianliang City is the Kaifeng City in the future. Anyone who knows the terrain of Kaifeng City knows the threat of the Yellow River to Kaifeng. The riverbed of the Yellow River is several meters higher than that of Kaifeng City! It is a famous hanging river in the world! Once the embankment is missing, it will really flood the Jinshan Mountains, and even the palace cannot escape this disaster.

It seemed that this was not convincing enough, Cheng Lin paused and continued, "Not only that! The Taimiao ceremony will be held next February. No matter what you say, you can delay it! At that time, the road from the palace to the Taimiao, and then to the suburbs of Heavenly Temple, the road to worship the sky must be paved with loess and repaired it well. How many soldiers and horses will be dispatched! There are also scholars and officials at all levels, the wine and food prepared along the way, etc., which cost money!"

Zhao Qian looked at Cheng Lin, inserted his hands into his waist, and said, "Old Cheng, are you unwilling to say that?"

Cheng Lin's heart was terrified. This is a strange prince, it's hard to deal with! "Your prince, it's not that the officials are unwilling to do it. He really has no money! A good wife can't cook without rice. What if it's built next year?"

Cheng Lin is worthy of being a man who has been in the officialdom for a long time. Seeing that he refused directly, he might anger Zhao Jin, so he immediately changed to the method of dragging the word.

However, Zhao Qian did not take Cheng Lin's trick and took out Song Renzong's order and said, "This is the order of the emperor." After a pause, Zhao Qian said immediately. "I'm not afraid to tell you directly. This stadium is not that simple. It also concerns the Bianliang sword competition. You know what happened to the Bianliang sword competition? There is nothing wrong with failure, but if you fail because of you, then! Hum!"

As he said that, Zhao Feng said a few words coldly. "The "Empress of the Martial Arts Reign" is good!"

Cheng Lin felt bitter immediately, and Zhao Feng was so naughty this time. Cheng Lin was a good guy who was trying to change his position. The problem could not resist her position in the wrong position and once persuaded Liu E to be Wu Zetian. Although this matter has been around for about five years, if someone mentioned it in Song Renzong's ear, Cheng Lin would naturally be unable to take it.

Zhao Qian knew that he could not just give Cheng Lin a big stick, so he had to give him some carrots. "Old Cheng! We are so familiar. When I went to fight and cause trouble, you didn't care about this! I won't remember these things! As long as you do this, you will be my own person. I will not let you suffer any losses. I will inevitably say a few good things to you from the emperor's brother!"

Cheng Lin also knew that she had no choice. Cheng Lin was very good at everything and stood at her current position, but once Song Renzong took power, there would be some places where Cheng Lin was very good at everything? He would have to be demoted. If he was not lucky, he would probably go to Hunan and Guangnan to become officials. Even if he was not killed by the rebellious barbarians, he would be poisoned to death by miasma! Haven’t you seen Kou Zhun, Ding Wei and other powerful ministers died in those places?

Cheng Lin said in a little disappointed voice: "What are you saying? Lin should do his best. Within three days, he will definitely raise 50,000 ounces for the prince to lay the foundation!"

Zhao Jin said with satisfaction: "Very good! Old Cheng, you are still very happy to do things!"

Cheng Lin didn't know what expression to do, flattering? She was too despicable and had no expression on her face? Wouldn't she offend this strange prince who didn't play according to common sense? She was disappointed? Wouldn't that suggest that she was loyal to the aunt?

Before Cheng Lin could make any expression, Zhao Qian left in a very casual manner.

Cheng Lin looked at Zhao Jin's back and couldn't help but twitch. After a while, she said helplessly: "It's true that he is a strange prince. He is very human in his work!"

When building a stadium, you naturally need to provide food and accommodation, especially food, which is a must. Otherwise, how much work will be delayed just by eating time?

Zhao Qian first asked Song Xing to lead people to buy food in the market. It happened that it was early July. The early rice harvested in Huaibei had been harvested and sent to Bianliang City for sale. Early rice from Jiangnan was also sent to the canal and transported to Bianliang City along the canal. The rice price in Bianliang City is very low now, and you can buy high-quality japonica rice for one stone in 300 cents, which usually costs about 340 cents.

Maybe some people will buy in large quantities quickly, but in fact, merchants are not stupid. The japonica rice is all shelled and peeled, and it is not easy to preserve it for a long time. However, ancient people were not very particular about hygiene, which naturally led to the breeding of mosquitoes. In this case, it is not easy to preserve rice and grain. But if a rice warehouse is built, how can ordinary people build it?

However, all this has nothing to do with Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian was moved and took the opportunity to build a few rice warehouses. First, he didn’t need to buy a large amount of rice and grain every one or two days, and second, he could also do this for rice and grain in the future. I don’t become a bad businessman, and I sell it at the market price. I should have two or three thousand guan a year, right?

Zhao Qian thought of doing it, and asked Song Renzong to agree that he obtained a piece of land of 300 acres on the other side of Yichunyuan. Yichunyuan is an imperial garden, the garden of Zhao Yanmei, the younger brother of Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty, Zhao Yanmei. It is commonly known as the Dongyu Garden. It is a famous royal garden and is known as the four major gardens of the Song Dynasty.

It is precisely because of the royal family that there is land nearby, and no one dares to occupy it. Geographically, Yichunyuan is leaning against the Bian River Canal, just two or three miles away from the nearest city gate, Dongshuimen.
Chapter completed!