Chapter 199： : 8 The prince wants to donate 20,000 gold?

Wei Zheng smiled helplessly, and said: "But, eighth prince, you must give the old minister an explanation, so that the old minister can go back, and give the emperor an answer!"

"Well, fine, then you go back and tell my father like this! Within three days, I will give him 20,000 gold! Use it to buy food and donate it to the people in Chang'an City! However, this matter, I, Li Chengfeng, are required to handle it myself, because I am afraid, and I am not at ease if I leave it to other ministers to do it!"

"Hey, okay, okay! Yes, the eighth prince, the old minister will go back and give the emperor an explanation!"

"Ding, joy from Wei Zheng, naughty value +120!"

Hearing the Eighth Prince's words, Wei Zheng felt extremely happy.

Because Wei Zheng knew that it would be even more difficult for the Eighth Prince to take out the money.

And because Li Shimin knew this, he sent Wei Zhenglai to tell Li Chengfeng.

No matter how much Li Chengfeng takes out? But it is more or less a bit of meat, which can prove Li Chengfeng's patriotism and love for the people!

But Li Chengfeng offered 20,000 gold when he opened his mouth?

This is even more than those donated by the ministers of Lingyan Pavilion!

When Wei Zheng thought of this, his heart was full of emotions.

It's because I'm blind.

The eighth prince is obviously a good prince who loves the country and the people, but why would he think of the eighth prince as a cheapskate?

It's time to fight, it's time to fight!

After wanting to play, Wei Zheng couldn't help but slapped himself twice.

He Wei Zheng donated money, but he can't come up with 20,000 gold? But can the Eighth Prince take it out? What else is there to say?

…

After returning to the imperial study, Wei Zheng told Li Shimin about it.

When Li Shimin heard it, his eyes widened immediately, he put down the memorial in his hand, and said, "Prime Minister Wei Zheng, the Eighth Prince, do you really say that?"

"Reporting to the emperor, yes, this is what the eighth prince told the old minister himself! He said, give him three days and spend 20,000 gold to buy food! In addition, he needs to be responsible for the food and donate it to Chang'an People in the city! He also said that he is worried about leaving it to other ministers to deal with it! Look, Your Majesty, the eighth prince treats money like dung, loves the country and the people, he is really a rare and good prince!"

"Oh, yes, I underestimated him, I was jealous of a gentleman with a villainous heart!"

Li Shimin stood up, put his hands behind his back, and then let out a long sigh.

"But that's good too. The Eighth Prince can give out 20,000 gold to support the people of Datang! This shows that the Eighth Prince is still very kind and patriotic!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, besides, the money belongs to the Eighth Prince. It is his duty not to give it, and it is human kindness and kindness to give it!"

"Well, as an imposing Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty, I like this! Hahaha!"

After all, Li Shimin burst out laughing on the spot.

…

At this moment, when Li Chengfeng said that he would donate 20,000 gold, there was an uproar in the palace.

Many ministers were extremely shocked.

Although they knew that the eighth prince was rich, but looking at the entire palace, who can give out 20,000 gold for free to support the people who are suffering from the drought?

Even the richest minister can't come up with 20,000 gold in one go, right?

In the backyard of Prince Zhen's Mansion, Li Chengfeng frowned slightly as he looked at several large boxes full of gold.

He touched his chin, and said to himself: "With so much gold, it is no problem to spend 20,000 gold to support the people of Datang!"

"But Datang's current purchasing power is relatively weak, and gold is worthless! So 20,000 gold can buy food, which is not much at all! It's better to trade it with Turkic Goguryeo!"

"Hmph, it's impossible for my own money to go out! Those ministers usually look like they are stingy, but in fact, the family is so rich, I don't want to earn their money? Do I have to do it myself? pay?"

"And my father Li Shimin, my grandfather Li Yuan, isn't that richer than me? Well, I have to earn their money!"

After finishing speaking, Li Chengfeng put his hands on his back, and then waddled out of the Prince Zhen's Mansion.

Eunuch Wu wanted to come with him, but Li Chengfeng refused. Li Chengfeng said: "Eunuch Wu, just take a good look at my prince's town palace, and don't follow me! I'm going out to make money!"

"Here, all right! The Eighth Prince, you have to be careful!"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine if I don't leave the town's palace. Once I leave the town's palace, the ministers in the court will be the ones to watch out for!"

"Haha, Eighth Prince, you are really amazing!"

Before parting, Eunuch Wu even flattered Li Chengfeng.

But it is true, let me ask, which minister dare to despise Li Chengfeng in the court today? Dare to speak rudely to Li Chengfeng?

The consequence is that Li Chengfeng can directly take out a small notebook from his pocket, and keep reading until they kneel down and beg for mercy.

…

After coming to Wenxuan Pavilion, Li Chengfeng suddenly met Du Ruhui who was studying calligraphy and painting. In the audience, there were Changsun Chong, Li Lizhi, Wu Xu, some princesses and children of court ministers.

Because the summer vacation is coming, they don't have to go to class.

In order not to delay their studies, Du Ruhui planned to teach them the art inheritance of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the Wenxuan loft.

It can be regarded as an ancient cram school.

Everyone can come to this cram school if they want, and Du Ruhui doesn't force it if they don't want to.

Because this is what the emperor meant.

The emperor Li Shimin felt that if one wanted to grow up to be a talent, one had to start from an early age.

Exercise their knowledge, courage, UU reading and arts such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc.

Li Chengfeng passed by the corridor of Wenxuan Pavilion, and instantly caught the attention of Princess Changle Li Lizhi and Wu Xu.

Although Li Chengfeng is currently not tall, his walking posture is very unique, either with his hands in his trouser pockets, like a hooligan, or with his hands behind his back, like a little adult.

Others can tell at a glance that this walking posture must be the Eighth Prince.

"Hey, isn't this the Eighth Prince? Have you also come to listen to the old minister's class?"

When Du Ruhui saw Li Chengfeng standing at the door, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Li Chengfeng nodded and said, "Well, I'll come over and have a look!"

"Okay, okay, please come inside, the eighth prince, please sit inside, if the old minister is wrong in some places, please bring it up, the eighth prince, the old minister will not mind!"

"Well, then I'm not going to be polite!"

Li Chengfeng stepped into the academy of Wenxuan Pavilion, and immediately attracted the attention of a group of sons of ministers.

Some sons of ministers have only heard of the famous name of the Eighth Prince Li Chengfeng, but have never really met him.

Now when Li Chengfeng appeared, he immediately seemed to stand out from the crowd, attracting the attention of others.

But Li Lizhi waved at Li Chengfeng and said, "Brother Feng'er, here, here, come and sit down here!"

"Okay, I'm here, sister!"