Another year of hot summer has finally passed, the sky finally cleared, and the remaining power of the flood is still galloping, but with the care of the Song Dynasty, the Liao Kingdom was in danger this time.

The Buddha Baonu, who was sitting in the hall reviewing the memorial, saw the official documents reported by him, and his eyebrows slowly stretched out.

This business is worth it.

As the "big son" of the Liao emperor, she is now fulfilling her responsibilities as a state-controller. Although it seems to be incredible, she knows how difficult it is.

Sometimes she also hated the Liao Kingdom, why didn’t there be a few ministers like Song Beiyun and Yan Shu, even if there weren’t, then there would be a few virtuous ministers like Zhao Lang. But the Liao Kingdom had nothing, and a group of ministers were just a corpse. They thought about either intrigue or stretching their hands to the imperial power all day long.

She really felt a little tired, but at the same time she hated the Song Dynasty, who was obviously weak but didn't know where so many good ministers came out. She opened her eyes when she went to Song Dynasty this time. Wen You Prime Minister supported the court, and Wu You Fu King stabilized the country. If this was a matter of time...what would it be better?

Although I took some advantage this time, the Song State did not lose anything. If you want to blame it, I would blame the monster-like Song Beiyun. It would be great if this person was in the Liao Kingdom, but it was in the Song State, which was a big concern.

But now this is useless. Anyway, there are many opportunities to fight in the future. If Song Gou doesn't come to Liao Kingdom in the end, he will have to find a way to deal with him, because besides Song Beiyun from Liao Kingdom, the only one who died is the safest.

"Come."

A eunuch with a high hat appeared in front of Fo Baonu: "Your Highness, what are you asking?"

"I'm going out and have a look, you can place it."

"yes."

Put on a casual outfit, Fo Baonu walked on the streets of Xindu, Liao. Although it could not be compared with Jinling City in the Song Dynasty, the prosperity was the first sign. The people in the market were flocking, and the goods in the shops were also dazzling.

"Um?"

Fo Baonu walked to a shop and picked up a glass cup, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar he looked...

"Store, how to sell this?"

"Five cents."

"Five cents?" Fo Baonu was shocked at the time: "I heard it right?"

"This young master, now it's at this price. If it's sold at a high price, no one will buy it."

Fo Baonu took the clear crystal cup and looked at it carefully. The workmanship and texture were used to be at least 300 yuan, and it could even be sold for 500 yuan. But now it only costs 500 yuan?

She ordered her entourage to buy one, and then continued to walk deeper with doubts. After that, her doubts became deeper and deeper, because the goods on this street were so cheap that they were outrageous.

First there was the crystal cup that costs five cents a day, and then there was the Analects of Confucius, which cost seven cents a day. This book has been not cheap since ancient times, and now it costs seven cents a day? This made her a little confused.

When she saw someone selling private salt at a low price, she couldn't help it and immediately ordered someone to catch the salt dealer and seize more than 1,400 kilograms of private salt.

"How much?" After hearing the price of a pound of salt from the lower head, Fo Baonu stared at the boss: "700 pounds per pound? The price of private salt and official salt?"

“That’s right.”

She didn't care about that much and went straight into the warehouse of the yamen and ordered people to open a bag of private salt. The delicate and white private salt flowed out of the bag. She twisted a little and put it in her mouth. The salt was very salty and without a slight bitterness. Even the salt used by the royal family was not as good as this salt. She had only seen such a salt in the Song Dynasty.

"Song Beiyun!"

A person flashed in Fo Baonu's mind at that time, and he was so angry that he was filled with smoke from his orifices. He was like this. If she didn't know who was causing trouble, then she would be a waste of the country.

This kind of salt can only be produced in Songdog's workshop, and there is no other place. Since it appeared in Liao Kingdom, it means that Songdog's pussy has reached here.

In this case, she would know exactly where the cheap goods on the market came from and didn't even need to check them.

If it were the case, she would have been able to seal all the goods with a ban, but now the reality is that these goods were bought by her own money...

But why is it so cheap? She doesn't believe that people like Song Gou can do business at a loss, but after thinking hard, Min couldn't think of any better reason...

"He is afraid he doesn't like me, right?"

Fo Baonu asked himself secretly, then shook his head hard: "No, that guy..."

But what's wrong with cheap things? The people are very happy. In the past, they complained, and the ones are expensive, and now they are all cheaper, so they should be happy, right?

Fo Baonu thought about it and decided to observe some days before making a decision, so she walked out of the yamen and went to a restaurant.

Because of the influx of grain from the Song State into the market, although the Liao Dynasty suffered disaster, the prices of grain were still stable and all kinds of materials were also stable, which made Fo Baonu a little relieved.

"Have you heard that someone in the market is collecting food at a high price."

"It's not that they collect food, they collect everything." Another diner said excitedly: "I heard that it is a caravan in Song State, and the price is 20% higher than that in other places."

"Then go and see what you can sell."

"Go together."

When Fo Baonu heard this news, he was full of doubts. What was the Song Kingdom playing with? Get the food and raise the price by 20% and get it back? If the money is too much, it will be burned?

"He won't really like me..."

This is really not because Buddha Baonu is self-indulgent and does not carry out such business in the world. Isn’t this just giving away money for nothing?

There are only two situations in the world that will give money for free. One is the father who gives it to his son, and the other is... Lang... Langjun...

Don't think too much!

Even if Fo Baonu braked, he insisted that Song Gou wanted to take advantage of him and wanted to be his father for him.

Since he likes this, let him enjoy himself. He doesn't suffer any loss anyway, so why don't everyone do it? Anyway, it's Song Gou who loses the money.

Returning to the palace with joy, Fo Baonu sat on the throne of the emperor only and continued to start her work.

At this time, the Minister of Revenue came hurriedly, his face full of sweat: "Your Highness."

"Huh?" Fo Baonu raised his eyebrows: "Master Han, why are you so anxious?"

"Go back to Your Highness, 30% of the stores have been closed in the market in recent days. They all say that the things in Song State are too cheap. If they don't lower the price, they can't sell them. If they lower the price, they will lose money, Your Highness."

"Then let them go, just a group of unscrupulous profiteers. Why can't the things from the Song State be cheaper? Whoever the people like, I can't control who they are. Could it be that I offend all the people in the world for these unscrupulous profiteers?"

"Your Highness..."

"What else?"

Seeing that Fo Baonu showed displeasure on his face, the Ministry of Revenue officials could not speak out, but just bowed and slowly retreated.

But Fo Baonu didn't feel anything wrong. After all, those profiteers were full of evil deeds. They did so many evil deeds in the past, but now they have ended up being beaten by evil deeds. What the people like is what Fo Baonu likes, and what does the life and death of those profiteers have to do with her? If they really can't sell it, go back to farm. Some places in the Liao Dynasty farm for them, but they won't be able to make money? Moreover, starting next year, the Song Dynasty will come to send money every year.

When he thought of this, the Buddha Baonu looked down on the soft Song even more and more. Although there were many talents, the weak Song was still weak Song, which was vulnerable. It really wasted a waste of such good ministers.

"Your Highness, there was a businessman from Song State just now saying that he was giving gifts to Youth Highness for others."

As supper approached, a eunuch stepped forward and said to Fo Baonu, "Your Highness, do you want to take a look?"

"Where is the businessman?"

"I left after giving the gift."

"Oh, where is the stuff?"

The eunuch slowly placed the box in front of the Buddha Baonu. She opened it curiously, but it was a small ornament made of pure gold. However, this thing was really strange. It was a golden dog that was venting on the ground, but only movements were done without seeing the dog shit.

Seeing this, Fo Baonu immediately laughed out loud. There are no one else who can do such an outrageous thing except Song Gou. Although the craftsmanship is obviously so exquisite, although the statue is only the size of a palm, its hair is clear and its expression is lifelike, but what he does is so indecent.

There was also a note in the small box. When Fo Baonu took it out, he saw that there were only four words: "Wait for you to die."

After seeing these four words, she first had a strange expression, but then suddenly burst into laughter. The more she laughed, the happier she became, and finally she even burst into tears.

"Dog thing!" she cursed: "You've been reminiscent of the taste."

After seeing the four words, Fo Baonu immediately knew that Song Beiyun had realized that he had been cheated, but now it was too late for him to do so. The wood was already done and the rice was cooked. It was destined that Fo Baonu won a point in this battle.

"I've told you a long time ago." Fo Baonu bounced the golden dog's head: "We have a long time to come, so you look down on me. Now do you know if you are wrong?"

After she finished speaking, she slowly curled her smile and put away the golden dog, changed into a cold face and continued to review the memorial.

However, in her spare time, this little hand-in-hand became her favorite little toy, and she took it out and played with it whenever she had anything to do, because when she saw this dog, she could think of Song Gou's furious and furious appearance, which made her ecstatic and couldn't help laughing even when she had eaten.
Chapter completed!