Datang: Changle, I really don’t have any private money for my husband

Chapter 171

When the five surnames and seven watchmen were in full swing to arrange the assassination plan, they relaxed their obstruction of Liu Sheng.

Of course, in terms of daily business, they still block Liu Sheng, and the business war is in full swing.

Liu Sheng also adhered to the attitude of "do nothing or do nothing". Since you want me to destroy, then I can't help but destroy you.

This time, Liu Sheng took out his wealth and directly expanded the printing scale several times. It is not difficult to print tens of thousands of books in this month alone.

Hundreds of craftsmen continue to print day and night, which directly magnifies the output several times.

How bold people are and how productive they are.

As long as Liu Sheng can print as much as possible during this period, Li Shimin will accept as much as he can with tears, and the price he gives is not a preferential price.

He can even sell these printing technologies and materials directly.

After all, he, Liu Sheng, still has a big family to support, and he is also very unhappy with Li Shimin, and even more unhappy with the court. He only has business and has no friendship.

Little Baron, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want it, I, Liu Sheng, don’t need it, but you have to give it to me!
"Boss, there seems to be some pirated books on the market recently, what should we do?" the manager said to Liu Sheng with a bow and respect.

Liu Sheng looked at the map of the entire Chang'an city. There were several buildings scattered on it that hadn't been built before. The extra ones were the newly built Juxian Pavilion.

He put down the pen in his hand and said with a smile:

"It's a good thing, we don't have to worry about it."

"A good thing?" The manager was puzzled, wondering how such a pirated book could be considered a good thing?

Liu Sheng is in a good mood recently, and he has time to explain to him:

"There are more and more books on the market, and the people can read more. Besides, Chang'an City is too big, Juxian Pavilion is too small, and it's too far away. Some people can buy books directly from book sellers."

"Even my son-in-law would like those book dealers to pirate more books. In this case, the price of books will continue to drop, and the cost of reading for ordinary people will continue to decrease."

As for whether it would cause any loss to Liu Sheng, anyway, he was just doing a one-off sale, and the books he printed would be sold directly to the imperial court, and there was no direct conflict with these book dealers.

Besides, when Liu Sheng handed over the technology and materials, the imperial court would naturally rectify this chaos.

What does this kind of thing have to do with him now?

He is not the emperor, at most he is the county magistrate of Chang'an County, can he manage the affairs of the world?

He has made a lot of money this time, and he is already very satisfied.

Not only can Wu Xing Qiwang's waist be stabbed from behind, but also the crisis can be passed on, so that Wu Xing Qiwang can point the spearhead at Li Shimin and the court.

He is very relieved of Li Shimin, after all, his father-in-law has a very hard life.

Life is not hard, he was hacked to death at Xuanwu Gate long ago, can he not be hard?

"The head of the house has a kind heart, and I admire his humble position!" the manager said with a look of admiration.

Liu Sheng shook his head, he can't afford to be kind-hearted, he just doesn't want to make money from the common people.

But he subconsciously overlooked one point, as long as he didn't harvest the common people as leeks, he could already be regarded as a saint among businessmen.

The buildings of Junxian Pavilion continue to stand tall, and when the people know that they can make money by contributing to the construction of Junxian Pavilion, they will burst out with incomparable enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

Liu Sheng's place is in full swing, but he doesn't know that the palace is already in chaos.

It's not that Li Shimin was assassinated, the five surnames and seven Wangs are still planning, and they haven't moved so fast.

In fact, it was Empress Changsun who fell ill. She had been suffering from shortness of breath. Even after receiving Liu Sheng's prescription, it was not so easy to get well.

After all, it has been a decades-old problem, and it cannot be cured in a short time.

It's just that this kind of qi disease often recurs, and occasionally it is even life-threatening. If Liu Sheng's prescription was not given in time, Empress Changsun might not be able to survive this time.

Originally thought that this time was just an ordinary recurrence of illness, but never thought that this recurrence of Qi illness is more serious than the previous ones.

Even the imperial physicians who came to make a diagnosis were convinced that it seemed that it was difficult to cure, and the queen was afraid that her life would be lost.

"Let the other imperial physicians from the imperial hospital come here, and they must heal the queen well!"

"But we have all diagnosed it, the queen is afraid..."

"Be careful with your words, if not, why don't you try the previous prescription?" The old doctor was obviously experienced and quickly found the crux.

It stands to reason that the Empress Changsun should be gone. Seeing that the Empress was alive and well some time ago, it must be due to the prescription.

"You don't know, I also tried it, but it seems that the effect is already very small. Unless the dose is increased, it will be difficult to have an effect."

As soon as this remark came out, several imperial physicians present fell silent.

Although the effect is excellent, who would dare to increase the dosage of this unknown prescription?

It is a three-point drug, and no one dares to try to increase the dose to see if it is effective.

It may make Empress Changsun better, or it may make Empress Changsun die faster.

Who dares to bet?
If they win the bet, that's their duty, but if they lose the bet, then it's not as simple as beheading them.

The imperial doctors are getting old, even if they are not afraid of death, once they are killed by Li Shimin, their descendants will never be able to step into the imperial hospital again.

"His Majesty is here!"

Just when the imperial doctors were in a hurry, the familiar voice came from outside, Li Shimin had arrived.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

The imperial doctors saluted one after another, and there was no time to wipe off the sweat on their faces.

Li Shimin walked in with a sullen face, glanced at several imperial physicians, and asked aloud:
"How is the queen?"

Even though he didn't show it on his face, the worry and concern in his tone were real.

The imperial physicians trembled all over, and one of the imperial physicians with a gray beard came out, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, the queen's qi disease has suddenly worsened. The ministers and others have already diagnosed it, and there is no cure."

Speaking of this, his tone seemed very low, and he was already ready to accept his fate.

Li Shimin's eyes sank, he ignored him, and said to the old eunuch beside him:

"Xing'an, hurry up and get all the imperial doctors from the imperial hospital to come over, and let them give the queen a good look!"

How could the old eunuch dare to delay, after answering, he stepped forward to call someone.

Soon, other imperial physicians from the imperial hospital also came.

The imperial doctors were panicked. Judging by this posture, a group of people might die in the imperial hospital this time.

The imperial physicians took turns to diagnose, went in in a cold sweat, and came out with despairing eyes.

It's over, they all know very well in their hearts that this time the queen may be powerless.

There was even an imperial doctor who was very upright, and advised Li Shimin to mourn when he came out:

"Your Majesty, I am guilty of the crime, and the empress's illness may be difficult to cure with medicine and stones!"