Soon, Kauslin came back.

Li Shilong said angrily: "Why are you the only one, Qin Mo?"

"Your Majesty, the prince-in-law, he...he was racing horses and said he was coming here later!" Gao Shilin just went to the horse racing scene to watch it. It was indeed very interesting and excited.

Qin Mo was very busy at the scene. The silver in the gambling pool was piled up into a hill, and at least 40,000 to 50,000 taels were left.

Li Shi grandly photographed the document, "Is he going to rebel? Could he still ask me to invite him in person?"

Gongsun Wuji said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, Qin Mo's contributions are getting bigger and he is becoming more arrogant and domineering. If it lasts for a long time, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Qu Tuba didn't say anything. He had just returned to the capital, and the reformists had the upper hand at this moment. He could just discuss things and attack Qin Mo, but he would still wait and see.

Li Shilong frowned. Qin Mo has always had this personality, and it has nothing to do with whether he has made any contribution.

But he couldn't resist the thought of others, so he stood up and said coldly: "Go and go over and take a look!"

Soon, the group came outside the six ministries' yamen, and it was vast and crowded!

There are about ten yamen, each of which has two or three BMWs waiting for the competition.

The atmosphere at the scene was ignited.

"Run, No. 1, Dali Temple, I have 300 taels of bets, it's up to you to get the money!"

"No. 2 of Taichang Temple, yes, that's it, surpass them!"

The people on both sides held the bills in their hands, looked excited and swearing.

"Come on, Qin's milk tea shop directly supplies milk tea, a cup of 100 large-scale dry Tongbao!"

"You are too greedy. The milk tea shop is the most expensive than 30 large Qiantongbao. Do you want 100 large Qiantongbao here to grab the money?" said a Shaoqing.

The old man holding the Bingjian in his hand said, "This is a Martial Arts offer. If you see it, this milk tea is called Shengli. After drinking Shengli milk tea, it is difficult not to win money!"

"You boy can talk, give me a drink!"

"Okay, this man, do you want Shengli melon seeds and Shengli dried fruits? It's only a hundred Qiantongbao!"

"Buy, buy, buy!"

......

Qin Mo had just run a lap, and Feng Ya was still very strong, because she was too popular and had to lower the odds.

He felt relieved when he watched the first game.

Although he had no face in the Sixth Department, he had a great face in other departments.

These departments are usually miserable, but now they hear that they have generated income, and their eyes are green.

When I saw the silver, my mouth was grinning behind my ears.

"Jing Yun, how much money did you collect this time?" asked Sun Zhiguo, the minister of Dali Temple.

Qin Mo spread his hands and Sun Zhiguo opened his eyes widened, "Five, five thousand taels?"

"Where are cursing people? Fifty thousand taels are almost there!" Qin Mo smiled, "I didn't put some money on the surface. The game will end later, let's share the money!"

"Be good, so much money, the equal amount is more than 4,000 taels!" Sun Zhiguo was excited.

"I have to repay them with money, but after repaying it, I will probably have about 30,000 taels left. I will take half of it as funds, and you can share the rest!"

"So much smoke, then we won't be in vain?" Fu Liang, the minister of Taichang Temple, widened his eyes.

"More?" Qin Mo snorted: "Do you think it's not expensive to build a venue? I will build a racecourse that can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

In the future, I will collect the entrance fee for the top ten Qiantongbao. The entrance fee for a game can earn thousands of taels, and there will be two or three million people in the capital. Even if one-tenth of them participate, it will be twenty or three hundred thousand.

Think about it, how much income will be at that time, at least tens of thousands of taels of silver a day.

There are ten horse racing games a month, and you can earn 30,000 to 50,000 taels a year, which is hundreds of thousands of taels a year.

Have you ever seen so much money?"

The other temple ministers swallowed.

Isn’t it so unhappy to earn hundreds of thousands of taels a year?

Just as they were looking forward to a bright future, Li Shilong came, "Okay, it's so good. You don't work in the yamen. You come here to bet on horses and don't want to do it anymore, right?"

Everyone trembled all over and paid homage.

"I'm going to see your Majesty!"

Some timid people were scared to kneel down.

Seeing this, Li Shilong snorted coldly, "Qin Mo, come here!"

Qin Mo was not surprised and stepped forward, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Li Shilong was so angry that he was so damn, so he even installed it.

He pointed to the horse team next to him and the piles of silver on the side, "Come on, explain to me, what's going on!"

Everyone wanted to dig a crack in the ground and drill in, but Qin Mo said: "Horse racing, generate income, and reduce the pressure on the national treasury!"

"Qin Mo, bet on horses, don't bet on horses, don't be so righteous!" Gongsun Chong said coldly: "Look at the good things you did. They are taking the salary of the court, but they are gambling on horses here. Isn't it not that they are not doing their jobs?"

"I understand, you are complaining again!" Qin Mo said angrily: "I helped you the day before yesterday, why do you turn your back on others like a dog?

My horse racing is in a way that you are not dragging you into the Ministry of Rites. Have you finished recruiting students? Watch me and do it every day!"

Gongsun Wuji was so angry that he thrust.

"Qin Jingyun, please return my elegance!" Du Jingming cursed: "Hurry up and withdraw this horse racing. This is the six ministries' yamen, not your family!

Sun Dali Temple Minister, Fu Taichang Temple Minister, you are also Jiuqing, why are you making trouble with this kid?"

"This...is not considered a nonsense, it's mainly for... to generate income!" Sun Zhiguo said with a tough bullet.

“Create income?”

Li Shilong narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me well. If you can't tell me today, just go home and face the wall!"

Dali Temple is one of the three departments. After Li Cungong became the Minister of Justice, Sun Zhiguo went on to join the country. It would be fine if the people below were making trouble, but Sun Zhiguo actually followed suit.

Sun Zhiguo glanced at Qin Mo and gritted his teeth and said, "To be honest, there are nearly 400 people in Dali Temple, and they have not paid their salary for several years. Although they have rice, they are only enough to make a living.

The treasury has no money, and I understand that the people below have complained."

"That's right, Taichang Temple is almost the same!" Fu Liang bowed and said, "There are suburbs under Taichang Temple, Taile, Gongshu, Taibu, and six departments, thousands of people, and it is difficult to make a living."

Taichang Temple has no real power, it just serves the royal family, but it has many subordinates.

Before, the treasury had no money, and when Dai Wei was still alive, he was stingy.

Your Majesty’s inner treasury does not allocate funds, and the whole family is poor.

When they reach their status, they don’t care about that little money. After all, there is land at home and other ways of wealth.

But no one else.

It’s better to be responsible for sacrificial sacrifices in Guanglu Temple, after all, sacrificial sacrifices are the most important, and you have to squeeze out even if you don’t have money.

Weiwei Temple, which is in charge of the ceremonial tent, has a large population and has no real power, so poor shed tears.

Speaking of which, it is Jiuqing.
Chapter completed!