"However, in the past fifteen years, with the development of copper mines, iron mines and gold mines, the annual income of Changsun Mansion has increased by more than ten times!"

"In other words, the annual income of the Changsun Mansion is about one hundred thousand gold. However, because Zhao Guogong was afraid that the emperor would deprive him of his mineral industry, he still paid a tax of ten thousand gold every year to confuse the emperor!"

"This is a treasonous crime of deceiving the emperor! It should be punished, so Duke Zhao, don't you still admit it?"

After Li Chengfeng finished speaking, Changsun Wuji's hands were trembling.

He knows that he has indeed made a lot of money over the years.

Especially that gold mine, which produces more than tens of thousands of gold every year.

But who in the world doesn’t like money? So Changsun Wuji concealed the matter and paid only 10,000 gold in taxes every year, in order to confuse the emperor and make him think that his iron ore and gold mines were just

Just some abandoned mines.

Changsun Wuji wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt a little confused.

The eighth prince actually knew everything about the annual income of his eldest son's house?

This must have been what Emperor Li Yuan told him.

Moreover, the emperor must have his reasons for vigorously cracking down on tax evasion officials this time.

If you don't comply, you may be killed?

Then, Changsun Wuji suddenly knelt down, kowtowed heavily to Li Chengfeng three times, and said: "Old minister Changsun Wuji confessed his crime, and asked the eighth prince to punish the old minister!"

"Ding, surprise from Wei Zheng, naughty value is 50!"

Seeing that Chang Sun Wuji had confessed his crime, he kowtowed to the Eighth Prince?

Wei Zheng couldn't help being shocked.

Changsun Wuji is the leader of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. He can be said to be the second person with the most power today except the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Did he even admit his mistake to the Eighth Prince?

Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "Wouldn't it be better to admit your mistakes earlier? If you know your mistakes, correct them. There is no greater good!"

"I did some calculations. Your tax evasion over the past ten years has reached 120,000 yuan! When will you make up for it?"

"Reporting to the Eighth Prince, I will make up for it right now! I will immediately send my subordinates to replenish all the gold I owe to the Eighth Prince and the Emperor!"

"Okay, I'll deliver it later!"

"Done, call it a day!"

After taking care of the last Changsun Wuji, Lin Haochuan took Wei Zheng and left the Changsun Mansion.

However, at this moment, Changsun Wuji suddenly stopped Li Chengfeng, folded his hands into fists, and bowed: "Eighth Prince, veteran, I have another unkind request!"

"Please say!"

Li Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

I saw big beads of sweat on Changsun Wuji's forehead and said: "Old minister, I am willing to give up two of the three iron mines in Changsun Mansion and a gold mine to the Tang Dynasty and to the Emperor.

!”

"Oh? Is it so generous? Okay, then I will go back and talk to my father. Just say that Duke Zhao not only made up for the tax evasion, but was also willing to donate two iron mines and a gold mine, okay?"

"Yes, I have thanked the Eighth Prince!"

After Li Chengfeng left, Changsun Wuji wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt as if he was exhausted and even trembled a little when he walked.

At this time, Changsun Chong suddenly came to Changsun Wuji and said: "Father, haven't you already paid the taxes? Why do you still want to give up two iron mines and a gold mine to the Eighth Prince and the others?

"

"Huh, bastard! If I don't do this, do you think the emperor is a vegetarian?"

Changsun Wuji took a deep breath and said: "Chong'er, don't think that the emperor sent the eighth prince to collect taxes this time, but in fact, the emperor is also secretly observing how much annual income we ministers have! And we

The annual income of Changsun Mansion can be said to be the highest among the officials of the Tang Dynasty! If we still occupy so many minerals, sooner or later the emperor will take action against us?"

"But father, those are two iron mines!" Changsun said anxiously.

Changsun Wuji waved his sleeves and shouted: "Hmph, let alone two iron mines. If the emperor takes action, it is very likely that all the minerals will be taken back!"

Changsun Wuji looked up at the sky, clasped his hands in his fists, and said: "Your Majesty, that's because I have been with him for many years and am the head of the country. There is no credit but hard work! That's why the Emperor did not come forward in person to make trouble with our Changsun Mansion.

Turn over! If our Changsun Mansion still has so much money after I die, or after I abdicate, or when the new emperor ascends the throne, we will be exterminated sooner or later!"

"Chong'er, you need to know one thing. Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger! The world is big and the emperor has the highest power! If you anger anyone in the future, you must never anger the emperor. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I have learned a lesson!"

…

"Haha, I got back 120,000 gold in taxes, and I got back two iron mines and a gold mine in an instant!"

"It seems that I have to ask my father to give me an iron mine!"

Li Chengfeng was jumping happily on the road.

Wei Zheng followed Li Chengfeng with a burly look on his face.

"Eighth Prince, please run slower and don't fall!"

"I know! By the way, Mr. Zheng Guo, when you go back later, remember to ask my father to come to the Prince's Mansion to get the money, and say that I have paid back all the taxes owed by all the ministers!"

"Okay, Eighth Prince, I know what to do!"

"Well, then I will go back to the Prince's Mansion first, bye!"

"Okay! Bye, bye?"

Wei Zheng looked confused.

Bye? What does bye mean?

Returning to the Prince's Mansion again, Li Chengfeng's mood suddenly became much brighter.

When Wei Zheng went back to Li Shimin and told him about the eighth prince's tax collection at the eldest grandson's house, Li Shimin was also surprised in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengfeng actually recovered the taxes owed by the Changsun family? Not only that, he actually asked Changsun Wuji to take the initiative to give away the two iron mines and the most valuable gold mine in his possession?

Awesome, really awesome!

"Zheng Guogong, I would like to ask you, how did the eighth prince make the grandson Wuji willingly spit out the money in his pocket?"

Li Shimin looked at Wei Zheng with a smile.

Wei Zheng touched the back of his head and said, "This..."

"But it doesn't matter. Is there anything else you and I can't talk about?"

"Okay, Your Majesty, that's what the old minister said! Yes, it was the Eighth Prince. He took out a book called "The Immoral Things Changsun Wuji Did in Those Years"! Then he started to read, and kept reading, Changsun Wuji

So he took the initiative to kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake!"

"What? So that's what happened?"

After hearing this, Li Shimin finally figured it out.

It turned out to be Li Chengfeng’s registered death notebook?

As long as Li Chengfeng takes out that small notebook and reads from it, there will probably be no one in the court who will not be afraid.

Even Li Shimin was terrified inside.
Chapter completed!