Li Chengfeng excitedly ran to sit next to Li Lizhi, while Wu Xu beside him also had a happy smile on his face.

On the other hand, Changsun Chong, who was in front of Li Chengfeng, looked at Li Chengfeng anxiously.

Before meeting Li Chengfeng, Changsun Chong was a well-known scholar in the imperial palace.

But ever since he met Li Chengfeng, Changsun Chong felt that he was like a piece of shit in front of him and was not worth mentioning at all.

In the competition of reciting poems and correcting, I lost with all my body and skin. In the competition of strength, I even broke my bones when I moved a stone.

"Brother Feng'er, why do you come to the Wenxuan Attic to take classes?"

Li Lizhi blinked her bright eyes and looked at Li Chengfeng curiously.

Li Chengfeng smiled and shook his head, saying: "I'm not here to listen to the lectures, I'm just here to hang out!"

"Oh, it turns out you're tired of staying at the Prince's Mansion and want to go out and play for a while, right?"

"Well, you can put it that way!" Li Chengfeng nodded slightly, but his purpose of coming here was mainly to make money.

Immediately afterwards, Li Lizhi asked: "Brother Feng'er, I heard that you promised my father to donate 20,000 gold to buy food for the people coming from Youzhou City, right?"

"Yes, I did agree to this matter, Father!"

"What? That's twenty thousand gold. Brother Feng'er, can you take it out?"

Li Lizhi looked at Li Chengfeng with worried eyes.

The conversation between the two of them also successfully attracted the attention of all the students.

They all looked at Li Chengfeng with admiring eyes.

Because the eighth prince, who was only six years old, dared to spend 20,000 gold to support the refugees coming from Youzhou City.

Let me ask, who else in the world today can do this? Who would do this? Who dares to do this?

But Li Chengfeng dared. Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "Isn't it just 20,000 gold? I have a lot of money, but I don't want to give my father my own money, because he doesn't know how to use money!"

"Ah? Shh, brother Feng'er, please keep your voice down. If these words reach my father's ears, he will definitely be angry!"

"What I said is actually the truth!"

Li Chengfeng muttered.

"Ahem, classmates, you should listen carefully in class and don't whisper or make noises. Do you understand?"

Under the podium, Du Ruhui glanced towards Li Chengfeng and said something.

Du Ruhui did not dare to name him, saying that Li Chengfeng was making noise in Wenxuan Pavilion.

The Eighth Prince finally came to Wenxuan Pavilion to listen to the lecture, and Du Ruhui was very excited inside.

He thought that this time he must show his real talent to the Eighth Prince.

However, the Eighth Prince ignored Du Ruhui at all, and instead started chatting happily with Princess Li Lizhi of Changle under the podium.

Du Ruhui was very helpless, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Because, he had no chance against Li Chengfeng.

Noisy and noisy, no comparison with status, no comparison with literary talent, seems to be no comparison.

So, Du Ruhui coughed twice on the podium out of embarrassment and continued to lecture on his own course under the podium.

…

Under the podium, Li Lizhi and Wu Xu looked at Li Chengfeng curiously.

Wu Xu asked: "Eighth Prince, you said that you do not plan to use your own money, but you have promised the emperor to donate 20,000 gold to the people? 20,000 gold is not a small amount.

Ah, how could you possibly get it all together in three days?"

"Xiao Wu, don't you underestimate this prince too much?"

Li Chengfeng showed a look of arrogance on his face and said: "Actually, my purpose this time is mainly to make money from those extremely rich ministers! Because on the surface they cry for poverty, but they must be hiding a lot behind their backs.

money!"

"Not to mention all the ministers, just the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. When the country was founded, my father gave them a lot of money and minerals in the pastures. They no longer know how to make money by relying on these minerals in the pastures.

How much money did you pay?”

"What? Brother Feng'er, how do you know that they are very rich?" Li Lizhi asked curiously again.

Li Chengfeng smiled disdainfully and said: "At that time, when Prime Minister Wei Zheng and I went to collect taxes, we recovered all the money that the ministers in the court had evaded and evaded taxes for ten years! Do you know how much I recovered in total?

Money?”

"How many, how many?"

After Li Chengfeng finished speaking, many students immediately looked at Li Chengfeng with curious eyes.

Even Du Ruhui himself was not in the mood to lecture and listened to Li Chengfeng's words.

Because Du Ruhui knew that the Eighth Prince collected taxes, but only Prime Minister Wei Zheng, the Emperor and the Eighth Prince knew how much the Eighth Prince had collected.

Then, Li Chengfeng smiled lightly and said: "I collected more than 300,000 gold in tax alone that day! Of course, there are also some jewelry, silver and the like, but the total value must be more than 300,000 gold."

A million dollars!"

"What?"

"I'll give it to you, 300,000 gold?"

"Oh my God, 300,000 gold, this is really an astronomical figure!"

Many students in the class immediately stared at their pockets and were surprised. But unfortunately, they didn't know how to say "fuck"!

Even Du Ruhui himself took a deep breath.

300,000 gold, what is that concept?

Can you buy the entire Chang'an Avenue?

The system gained the surprised emotional value of everyone in the Wenxuan Pavilion, and another wave of naughty points from Ding Ding Ding, which were collected into the system.

Although the talents to be purchased in the system are very expensive, the cheap ones cost at least 2,000 naughty points, while the expensive ones cost more than 100,000, and there are even some hidden talents that have not been opened.

It seems that Li Chengfeng needs to complete some kind of mysterious mission or accumulate the naughty points in the system to a certain level before he can unlock those hidden talents, right?

Look at the stunned expressions of all the students.

Li Chengfeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said: "So, you know how rich these court ministers are, right? Their tax evasion alone has reached 300,000 gold? What about their own money?

The total amount of money they have is definitely more than one million gold! I don’t believe that I can’t earn 20,000 gold from them?”

"That's right! But, how can you, the Eighth Prince, make money from those ministers? Because you can't rob them, right?"

Wu Xu blinked his big eyes and looked at Li Chengfeng curiously.

Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "That's a good question! Of course I can't rob them of their money, but I can find my own way to make them willing to pay for their own injuries!"

As he spoke, Li Chengfeng patted Changsun Chong on the shoulder and said: "Brother Changsun, last time we collected taxes, your Changsun family alone collected 100,000 gold. I think your family must be very rich.

?”

"Haha, the Eighth Prince is joking! Xiaochen's father has never managed money for Xiaochen, so I don't know whether he has any money or not!"
Chapter completed!