Datang romantic little landlord

In the past two years, Li Zhou successively borrowed about 100 million yuan from the company.

The interest for one year is 60 yuan, and the interest for two years is about one million. This is still for the sake of the Li family's Tang clan, and there is no rolling interest.

If Li Wangyou doesn't pay back the money this year, he will have to pay back 260 million next year...

He stood up and bowed deeply to Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao: "Master Liu of Yang Ming's Mansion is the boy Meng Lang. But please rest assured, I, Li Wangyou, will definitely pay back this debt, and I will definitely not implicate Ming Mansion and Liu Xiao." master book."

"Xiao Lang, what are you paying back now?" Yang Zuan asked.

Such a huge debt does not mean that Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao can't afford it, but it will definitely hurt their muscles and bones, and even need to sell the fertile land and slaves in their own mansion.

Li Wangyou really thought of a way to make money, which is to make wine, but this matter still needs to be kept secret.It was also inconvenient for him to say so, so he could only say vaguely: "Please Yang Ming's mansion forgive me for a while, and Wangyou will definitely return all the money from the company."

"Xiao Lang, it's not that the county doesn't give you a chance, but it's that the county has been in office for three years and will leave in one year at most. The company's money must be settled before leaving, otherwise..."

Yang Zuan didn't finish his sentence, but Li Wangyou understood the meaning of what he said.

When he left office, the money from the guarantor company had to be paid back, otherwise he, Li Wangyou, would have to be imprisoned, and then Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao would fill the hole with their own pockets.

One year!

Li Wangyou plotted in his heart that it would be really difficult to earn a huge sum equivalent to 800 million in his previous life within a year, but now he can only grit his teeth and fight hard.

"Yang Mingfu, Master Liu, if the two of you believe in Wangyou, please give Wangyou one year! I will definitely pay back the money!" Li Wangyou stood up and replied resolutely.

"You are a young man, how can you boast such a big mouth?" Yang Zuan shook his head, he did not believe that Li Wangyou could pay off his debts within a year.

Not only he didn't believe it, but Liu Xiao didn't believe it either, they just thought it was Li Wangyou's big talk.

When Li Zhou was alive, it was difficult to repay the debt, let alone Li Wangyou, a young man?The two middle-aged men lost their minds for a while, and sighed.

Li Wangyou is now sixteen years old, and the middle-aged men stipulated by the laws of the Tang Dynasty are not counted.Although you can get married at the age of 16, the crown ceremony is only held at the age of [-], which is regarded as an official adult.

Obviously, Li Wangyou was underestimated.

He rolled his eyes and suddenly remembered an allusion. He turned to Perrin and said, "Peilan, go to the study to get a pen and paper."

"Yes, sir." The little girl Pei Lan left in a hurry, and everyone didn't understand what Li Wangyou wanted to do.

Soon, the pen and paper were brought, and Li Wangyou didn't say much, letting Peilan grind it.

After licking enough ink with the brush, Li Wangyou went to the desk, splashed the ink, and finished it in one fell swoop.

Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao were curious about what he wrote, so they also walked closer to watch, and couldn't help but read it aloud.

Shang Yang Zhuan

On the same day, Dapeng rose from the wind and lifted up to 90,000 miles.

If the wind breaks down, it will still be able to shake the water.

When the world sees my constant special tone, they all sneer when they hear what I say.

Xuan's father can still be afraid of future generations, and his husband should not be young.

"Hiss..." The two of them couldn't help but gasp after reading the entire poem, good poem, absolutely good poem!

"Xiao Lang, you made this poem?" Although Yang Zuan is in the title of the poem, it means to present it to Yang Zuan.But both of them couldn't believe that such a good poem was written by the young man in front of them.

Li Wangyou didn't answer, put down his pen, and bowed to the two of them again: "Yang Mingfu, Master Liu, your husband is not young. Please believe in Wangyou, within a year, the debt will be paid off!"

This poem was actually written by poet Li Bai and Li Taibai when he was young, and Li Wangyou shamelessly plagiarized it.

The original title of the poem is "Shang Li Yong". It is Li Bai who went to visit Li Yong, the governor of Yuzhou, and was despised, so he wrote a poem in return when he parted.

Li Wangyou directly plagiarized Li Bai's poem and changed the title of the poem from "Shang Li Yong" to "Shang Yang Zhuan".

The meaning in the poem is that you should not sneer when you hear my rhetoric. Confucius also said, "Young people can be fearful, but you don't know what is coming." A man should not despise young people.

Don't bully young poor!

"One day the big roc rises with the same wind, soaring up to [-] miles..." Yang Zuan recited it several times, his eyes burst into a gleam: "What a soaring up to [-] miles! Li Jiaxiaolang, this county is ready! How about giving you a year!"

016 What time is it now?

Hearing Yang Zuan's agreement, Li Wangyou couldn't help making a V-shaped victory gesture in his heart.

What he and Su Changqing need now is just time. As long as the county magistrate Yang Zuan agrees to suspend the return of the 200 million gongs, he has absolute confidence in earning the money back.

"Thank you, Yang Mingfu, for your success." Li Wangyou saluted Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao again sincerely.

"Xiao Lang, have you thought about how to raise this money?" Although Yang Zuan was moved by Li Wangyou's shamelessly plagiarized poems, he was still worried and wanted to see what his plans were.

"Hey, the Buddha said you can't say it." Li Wangyou smiled mysteriously, unwilling to answer.

Seeing that Li Wangyou didn't want to say anything, Yang Zuan didn't force him, but instead rolled up the piece of rice paper that Li Wangyou had handwritten just now.

"The county took this poem away, Xiao Lang, I hope you don't forget what you said today. The roc will rise with the same wind in one day, and it will soar up to [-] miles. This county will see how you can soar."

Liu Xiao on the side showed regret, obviously he also wanted to collect this poem.

But Yang Zuan started too quickly, he could only think about it and rewrite it silently after returning.

Li Wangyou nodded, and said solemnly: "Yang Ming's mansion, you can't let the two of you go for nothing today, why not hand over my mansion to the county government to offset the debt."

As soon as he said this, Li Heng, the old housekeeper standing beside him, became anxious first: "Your Majesty, no. This mansion was bought by the old master, how can we use it to pay off the debt?"

"Why not? Now that I have released all the servants in the mansion, you, an old slave, clean this Nuo Da mansion by yourself?" Li Wangyou said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, servants can also help with cleaning." The little maid Pei Lan said crisply from the side.

"You? Aren't you going to leave the house?" Li Wangyou looked at the little girl curiously. The release papers have already been given to her. Do you still plan to follow him?

The little maid gave Li Wangyou a blessing: "As long as the gentleman doesn't drive the slaves away, Peilan is willing to serve the gentleman forever."

Li Wangyou shook his head speechlessly, this little maid is really both loving and angry, why did she recognize her?

But thinking about it, it seems that Pei Lan was sold into the mansion at a very young age, and it seems that there are no relatives alive.He was really worried about letting her leave the mansion, so he simply nodded and agreed.

Seeing that Li Wangyou agreed to let him stay, Pei Lan couldn't help cheering, and then quickly shut his mouth tightly, for fear of disturbing everyone in the main room.

The appearance of this little girl made everyone in the hall couldn't help laughing.

Yang Zuan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The servants of Xiaolang's family are kind and righteous, which is rare."

"Mingfu is absurd. What I just said is true. Please ask Mingfu to send someone to take over this mansion."

"Xiao Lang, have you thought about it? This mansion is the hard work of your lord."