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The four words "wealth can rival the country" are just a simple adjective in later generations, but in some special historical eras, this is the literal meaning.

Ying Zheng could indeed refuse a workshop that could make novel tools, but he couldn't refuse a small half of the country-this money could complete a project that required the power of the whole country.

Mo Dou encouraged from the side: "Your Majesty, as long as you put a seal on it, the transfer of the assets will be successful."

Yingzheng's fingers moved slightly, but he still held the paper stubbornly. He took a deep breath and calmed down: "Why did the Ba family invest all their assets in the workshop?"

"Ms. Qing is seriously ill, and she is willing to entrust her assets to the workshop before she dies." Mo Dou absently dropped a bomb, and then continued to persuade Ying Zheng, "Why are you so dazed, your majesty, hurry up!"

Seeing Mo Dou's impatient look, Ying Zheng calmed down. He leisurely put the paper on the case table and interrogated slowly: "Madam Qing is gone?"

He didn't believe it. Based on his understanding, Mo Dou wouldn't react like this when Mrs. Qing died.

"Ms. Qing has indeed died of illness." Mo Dou blinked, and then smiled mischievously, "Speaking of which, a female craftsman from Qing was recruited in the workshop yesterday, and it hasn't been listed in the asset list yet, Your Majesty won't mind it. "

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows knowingly, he said how could Mrs. Qing suddenly change her sexuality back then, it turned out that she had made a deal with Mo Dou...

"So Mrs. Qing traded the Ba family for her freedom?"

Mo Dou smiled wryly: "Almost... But these assets are used to buy shares, and they can be distributed in proportion to dividends in the future."

At the beginning, Mo Dou thought that Qing would definitely agree to the condition due to the bondage of the family, but he didn't expect that the other party would not directly agree, and even refused the condition for the sake of the Ba family.

'Although Qing is trapped in the Ba family at the moment, it is her husband's family who made Qing embark on the road of refining medicine. Qing is unwilling to do such a heartless thing. '

The Ba family led her into the world of refining medicine and provided her with all the conditions. She definitely did not hand over the entire Ba family to others for her own freedom and ruin the lifeline of such a big family.

Seeing this situation, Mo Dou came up with the conditions for stock dividends. Although Qing did not open his mouth, he still felt a little heartbroken. After all, the shares of the research institute are not as simple as dividends.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and this deal is done fairly," Ying Zheng said noncommittally. He already knew the condition when he read the paper just now... But even so, Mo Dou is so big that even he couldn't refuse it. Zheng stared at the paper and pondered for a moment, and finally confirmed it, "Is Mo Dou really willing?"

"Of course I don't want to give it away like this." Mo Dou sat up straight and looked serious, "I have a few requests."

Seeing this, Ying Zheng also became serious: "Please speak."

"First, this time, the king of funds in the workshop can be transferred into the treasury, and then it cannot be misappropriated arbitrarily, and should be used for research purposes."

"Secondly, Uncle Niu has done a lot of hard work and no credit these years, so I privately left some shares for him, and I hope the king will forgive me."

"Thirdly, this workshop is my painstaking effort. After the king takes over, he must manage it well and not be perfunctory."

Mo Dou lowered his eyebrows and finished listing the conditions, then handed the pen to Ying Zheng's eyes, and looked directly into the other's eyes: "If the king can do the above three points, he will draw his signature on the paper, and the workshop and I will hand them over together." gone."

However, Ying Zheng did not take the pen, but shook his head and said, "Add a little more."

Facing Mo Dou's dentist's eyes, Ying Zheng's eyes softened: "Mo Dou has made great achievements in running the workshop, and he should hold half of the shares in his hand. In addition, he should also take half of the funds."

half?This is too much!

Mo Dou was about to refuse, but was stopped by Ying Zheng, he said: "This country should belong to you half, it is already a grievance, if Mo Dou refuses, the widow will have no face to stamp and sign."

Mo Dou had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, watching Ying Zheng pick up a pen to add such a condition on the paper, and then be branded with a bright red seal, how could it feel like he was sent out to a workshop, and ended up earning more money...

The shock caused by Mrs. Qing's 'death' was not small, especially when her will was made public, it caused a lot of shock in Xianyang.

Of course the Ba family rejected such an inexplicable deal, but this is not the land of Shu, but Xianyang, which is the territory of Yingzheng. People have to bow their heads under the eaves. They can only grit their teeth and watch Yingzheng lead the soldiers. According to the will, all the assets of the Ba family were taken away, leaving only a little money to live on, which was used to live in the house, and a share certificate that seemed useless.

Of course, no one doubted whether it was Ying Zheng's manipulation, but these two Mrs. Yueqing lived among wealthy businessmen and lived under people's noses. Some groundless speculations were denied early on. Of course, There are also many paparazzi credits.

Li Si walked leisurely through the streets and alleys, chatting with passers-by from time to time. The things he talked about were all commonplace, but Li Si was quite satisfied: the rumors have been going on these days, and the king ordered him to deal with them properly. Now it seems that this job is done. Well done, Li Si said he was very happy, not only because of the completion of his mission, but also because Ying Zheng paid more and more attention to rumors - Ying Zheng tasted a lot of sweetness by using rumors to kill Li Mu back then.

Sure enough, the king is still wise, unlike some idiot who doesn't even know how to change it!

Maybe it's really unacceptable to say bad things about people behind their backs. Li Si had just finished picking a handful in his heart when he ran into Han Fei and Mo Dou on the street. The two seemed to be talking happily.

Li Si narrowed his eyes, and quickly stepped forward: "It's been a long time since the two of you have seen each other, what are you talking about?"

"It's Mr. Li." Mo Dou stopped talking with Han Fei, turned his head and said, "It's nothing, just talking about weights and measures."

Li Si asked curiously: "Oh, why did you think of this?"

Han Fei interjected in a good mood. Mo Dou's idea was with him just now, and it feels very good to find a bosom friend: "Adou went, went to buy stone jade, and found that the measurement and measurement are not uniform, so, so..."

"That's why I said that," Li Si interrupted Han Fei impatiently, and continued to ask Mo Dou, "Du was tricked by someone?"

At this time, weights and measures were not standardized. A bucket of grain in the east might feed a soldier, but a bucket of rice in the west might only cook a bowl of rice soup. Under such circumstances, many people would take advantage of this loophole. Ordinary traders always like to force the algorithm to seek small profits, but if it involves the government's budget, it is a conscience not to starve to death.

"Indeed," Mo Dou smiled, "It took a long time to talk, but I didn't expect that the other party was talking about a bean from Qi."

A dou in the state of Qin is ten liters, but a bean in the state of Qi is only four liters.

"Indeed, inconsistencies in weights and measures will eventually be a disaster," Li Si said while agreeing, and he was stunned. This ink fountain is quite generous, and he would buy a bucket of jade every time he bought it. Although he was curious about what the other party wanted to buy so much jade, he was still wise. He didn't ask further, "Where is Dou going next?"

Li Si was secretly vigilant, wouldn't he be going to Han Fei's house as a guest, would it be okay if these two people who are favored by the king get mixed together?

Fortunately, Mo Dou has no plans to make friends with Han Feishen, he still has his own things to do: "No, I still have to go to Qianjin Pavilion, you guys have a good chat, I'll go first."

After saying that, he saluted, turned around and left, walking in a hurry, as if he was going to do something important.

This ink fountain is going to make trouble again...

Li Si felt guilty, but Mo Dou would not hinder Li Si's pace, so Li Si didn't care, he turned his head and wanted to go home, but saw Han Fei's bright eyes, and he twitched the corner of his mouth: "Senior brother, what are you doing? "

Han Fei said happily: "Teacher, Junior Brother is still a Junior Brother, and you, too, think that it should be unified, and the weights and measures are correct, right?"

A few days ago, whether it was Yao Jia's matter or Han Di's matter, the other party did not stand by him. He almost forgot about Li Si who used to chat with him in the school. Now Han Fei's unified views on weights and measures made Han Fei Hope was ignited.

His senior brother is still so naive...

Li Si silently looked at Han Fei's joyful expression, then suddenly smiled, and said, "Of course, otherwise Yao Jia wouldn't have been able to embezzle so much property."

"Self-employment?" Han Fei's face fell instantly, and he frowned dissatisfiedly, "Yao Jiadang, did you really do that?"

Li Si's face was filled with remorse, and his tone was kind and kind: "Yes, it seems that the senior brother from back then was far-sighted..."

Han Fei clenched his fists: "I, I'll, I'll tell you, Your Majesty."

Li Si hurriedly stopped him: "Senior brother, why should you be in such a hurry, how about waiting until the court tomorrow, when I will impeach Yao Jia together with my senior brother."

Han Fei looked at Li Si's concerned eyes and said trustingly, "Okay!"

Tomorrow, he will pull Yao Jia off his horse.