When Chao Kai'an first came to the Devil Academy, wasn't it because of his stepmother's suppression and in order to seek a way out, he had to die and then throw himself into this place?
At that time, he hadn't thought about being arrogant, he just wanted to survive.
Now that Gu Qingling promised to be his backer, he was very surprised.
After saying that, Gu Qingling sent Chao Kai'an away.
Li Wenchong smiled and said, "This kid is indeed a talented person. He has a tight mouth and is very suitable for you. No wonder you took a fancy to him at the beginning and asked him to be this middleman."
"It's not an intermediary, it's a key training." Gu Qingling sat beside him, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "I have a tight mouth, meticulous mind, and hidden deep. If it is used well, it can have miraculous results. Isn't my school just for talent? It's half ready-made, why not?"
"You want to use the two brothers of the Fu family?"
Gu Qingling did not deny: "If you want to play the Devil Academy brand, you must have a representative one, right? In addition to Yan Qizhi, Ruan Feiguang's representatives, and the situation of the Fu brothers is also quite representative, and it will be good to use it for publicity at that time."
"Indeed, even if there are no direct brothers, there are many half-brothers. In the past, everyone just wanted to focus on cultivating the eldest son and the eldest grandson, and all the remaining supplies were sacked, for fear of wasting resources and causing disputes among brothers... If you can train them with a talent effortless and help them, they will definitely be happy."
"Brothers work together to break the gold. If there is a conflict between brothers and only know how to fight for one acre of three parts of the land in the family, it means that there is a problem with education. The cakes at home are too small. Give them more real cakes and let them see the outside world more, so they will not have internal conflicts and know how to look out."
Li Wen Chongxiao glanced at her meaningfully and said, "For example, that world map?"
Gu Qingling raised her eyebrows: "Is that map not big enough?"
“It’s quite big.”
Li Wenchong laughed.
If it weren't for his special situation, if he met him, he would have been really moved and wanted to run outside to fight.
The territory of the Ming Dynasty was still too small, so I could only put a dragon throne.
But the world outside is very big, and whoever grabs it will belong to whom. Isn’t it good to make a new chair and sit on it?
If the emperor knows, he will definitely be very happy to support him, right?
As the influence of "Baowu Zhibao" expands, more and more people pay attention to the content in the newspaper.
When someone learned that the "Baowu Zhibao" also wanted to study the geography of the Ming Dynasty and the surrounding areas of the Ming Dynasty, those who were interested in geography or were interested in it all focused on the target.
Someone has sorted out their travel notes, and some have paid special attention to them with their identity as a traveler.
In short, various news came to the hands of Yao Hongcan, Grand Emperor's Grand His Highness Li An, twenty-two prince Li Zheng and others along with the letters entering Beijing.
The map in front of them is getting bigger and bigger, and the content on the map is getting wider and wider.
There are many new problems, and many problems have been solved.
Even Emperor Mingguang would send people to copy from time to time.
The twenty-two prince Li Zheng threatened that when he grows up, he would go to the frontier to be a general stationed in the frontier. Anyone who dares to bully the Ming Dynasty would steal the other party's territory.
Emperor Mingguang: "..."
--Wait for you?
——I want to grab it now.
It’s just that he is old and is afraid that he will not be able to protect his integrity in the evening, so he just dares not move.
But his failure does not mean that his son cannot move.
The undercurrent is surging.
The generals were invited to have tea, and they arrived quietly and left quietly.
Some people are still in the capital, while others are gone.
Li Song, a royal relative, was invited by Gu Qingling and Li Wenchong to discuss the new investment direction of the Ming Investment Club.
"The princess wants to invest in a caravan?" Li Song was a little puzzled. They had so many profitable businesses in their hands, so there was no need to go and make this hard-earned money, right?
There are not caravans in the club. If you have any supplies to transport, just contact them?
Gu Qingling smiled and said, "This caravan is not that caravan. People invest in caravans to make money and move around the world, but my caravan... Although making money is also important, it is communicated with the surrounding areas of the Ming Dynasty. It is easy to be vigilant with each other when sending people to other people's countries, but what if they send a caravan that does business? They transport supplies thousands of miles away, just to make money. Hello, I, everyone, make money together..."
Li Song's eyes flashed slightly, saying that this kind of thing seemed to be something that they, a small businessman, could it be?
Is it the above meaning, or is it the Prince Chong?
Li Wenchong looked innocent: "Don't look at me, I don't know anything."
Li Song had no choice but to look at Gu Qingling again.
"If it is useful, then exchange the credit; if it is useless, then it is a serious businessman, and no one can make mistakes." Gu Qingling said, "It is normal for us to make profits and lose money in business. No matter how much we make, we have to pay taxes. For the court, we will not lose money."
Li Song understood, gave a thumbs up, and secretly praised the couple for being cunning.
He has no other problem. As long as he doesn't do it on his back, he will be dealt with by Emperor Mingguang if he is caught. Then he will not be afraid.
They can consider the Ming Dynasty, and as royal relatives, he can do it too.
When Li Song returned home, he called his son Li Xing and grandson Li Qian over and told him that he had a "big job".
"This is done well, and our family doesn't have to worry about generations. It's okay if we don't do well. At most, we will lose some money, and it's not our own who will lose."
Li Song smiled and his son Li Xing hesitated and repeatedly determined to him whether he was joking and whether this matter was guaranteed.
They don't do anything treason.
My grandson Li Qian was smarter and understood what was going on as soon as he heard it. He wanted to take the job.
"Grandpa, otherwise...I'll go too?"
"You?" son Li Xing immediately shook his head, "No, you are in poor health. You are so far away. What if something happens? If you are too far away, you won't care about you... I'm the only son..."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before he finished speaking, Li Song slapped him in the back of his head and called him a shameless grandson, not afraid of his grandson, he was afraid of wool.
Since you want to make a contribution, how can you not take risks?
What's more...
They are serious caravans, not spies from the court. What dangers can they be with such a large amount of supplies?
At most, I was robbed and lost money.
Of course, Li Song turned his head and was also worried about his baby grandson's body.
Li Qian had a good brain, but his body was a typical person with no power to tie a chicken. He was not relieved if he wanted to release a chicken like this.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't do dangerous things. If you are really worried, I won't follow the caravan that I went out for the first time. I will arrange for someone to explore the way first. I will follow after I have experience."
"We are looking for wealth and honor in danger," Li Song gritted his teeth, "Okay."
Even if he can't bear to leave his grandson, since his grandson has this ambition, he cannot stop him.
He immediately discussed with Li Qian and said that the Devil Academy run by Princess Chong is good, and it is engaged in militarized management, teaching martial arts, and the requirements for students' martial arts are extremely strict.
He saw that those who entered were somewhat fist and foot skills.
If Li Qian really wanted to go, he would go to the Devil Academy for a while and survive the military training. With his health guaranteed, he would go out again.
"Grandpa also asks you to worry."
...
My son Li Xing was helpless and could only look at his uncontrollable father and discuss with his lifeblood.
He wanted to object, but what should he do if no one listened to him?
Li Song is not someone else, he will beat him if he is not happy.
If it really doesn't work, maybe she will even move Prince Chong to take action.
Chapter completed!