"Your Majesty, I have been indulging in leisure and joy over the years and have few songs. I am really ashamed, so I will resign."

At night, in the Ming Palace, Li Longji looked at Li Guinian kneeling in front of him and couldn't help but feel funny. Chen Lang built Shenyuan in Fenglefang. Why are you going to join in the fun? You even asked me to resign.

"Li Guinian, are you going to Chen Lang's sect to be a lackey?"

When Li Longji thought of Ma Xianqi who went to Yuhuan to retire, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he had been arrogant for most of his life, his civil and military skills were not inferior to Emperor Taizong and Emperor Gaozong. In literary and music, he felt that he was far superior to the previous dynasty. Ma Xianqi and Li Guinian were both famous court musicians during the Kaiyuan period, especially Li Guinian, who was still a master of the world.

But now, both of them wanted to go to Chen Lang's sect, which inevitably made him a little depressed. Could it be that this palace was not as good as the wasteland that Shen Lang had just bought?

"I'm not hiding it from Your Majesty, I am indeed willing to be a lackey under Chen Lang!"

Li Guinian made up his mind and wanted to give up his face. He was not a fool. How could he not know that Shenyuan would be able to go hand in hand with the Pear Garden in the future and even over the Pear Garden? Besides, when the Saint was in Yichun Garden, he was very happy to talk to Shen. Even the houses in Fenglefang were not secretly ordered Gao Lishi, so how could Shen buy them?

Chang'an City is worth every inch of land. Fenglefang is not too far from the East and West Markets and the Imperial City, and it is not even possible to buy the houses inside with money. Otherwise, why would those Persian merchants live in Huaiyuanfang and its surroundings?

Thinking of this, Li Guinian became more and more determined. He had already made enough money in recent years. He had built a large mansion in Chang'an City and Luoyang City. But if you really want to ask whether he is happy or not, it seems that he is not as good as these days to study music in Yichunyuan.

"Forget it, since you are willing to go to Chen Lang's sect, I will fulfill you."

Li Longji waved his hand and said, "Ma Xianqi is old, and Li Guinian is no longer as energetic as he was when he was young. It doesn't matter if he lets them out of the palace. Of course, the most important thing is that Chenyuan is also considered his own property, and helping Chen Lang is to help him."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Li Guinian kowtowed to the ground and received the permission of the saint. He felt relaxed all over. From now on, he would be free and protected by Shen Lang. Except for the people who had always been friends with Qi Wang and others, other powerful people would no longer need to be silly.

Gao Lishi was quite happy to see that Chen Yuan was nominally a different business that Chen Lang had established in Chang'an, but in fact it was like Fanlou in Yancheng, different from the Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Hepingkangfang, Yichunyuan.

Thinking of Chen Lang talking about himself and the saint that day, when it comes to Fanlou holding so-called special performances for only a few days, there will be more than 30,000 yuan per month. If it is replaced by Chang'an City, the scale will be incomparable. Even if the performance starts every day, there will be enough customers willing to come. At that time, it will be easy to earn 300,000 yuan per month.

Even though he knew that Chen Lang was painting them cakes, the saint was still willing to eat it, because if the Chen Garden was opened, it would be a revenue of four or five million yuan a year. The saint accounted for 30% of the dry shares under the name of Li Guinian, the imperial concubine accounted for 10%, he accounted for 10%, and 20% used to pay taxes, Chen Lang accounted for only 30%.

Such distribution is naturally extremely satisfying to the saint. Speaking of which, Yichunyuan is under the jurisdiction of the Jiaofang Department, and the tax paid is hundreds of thousands of trump cards each year, but the return is ten times greater than what Chen Lang said.

Of course, Gao Lishi felt that the reason why the saint agreed was because Chen Lang said that he would invite the imperial concubine and the saint as the finale guests. In addition, Chen Lang would return to Anxi in the future, so Chang'an Chenyuan naturally wanted to invite the saint to pretend to be Li Guinian, who was playing the role of the saint, to support the formation. How could the saint who became more and more fun would not agree?

"Guinian, when you go to Chenyuan, you are still Li Jia, in the eyes of everyone, but in front of Chen Lang, you are a substitute, you understand!"

"I understand."

Li Guinian stood up and replied that he did not dare to have any thoughts about the saint pretending to be his name and interacting with Shen Lang. Anyway, he thought it was just to please the saint.

"Let's go on!"

After waving Li Guinian, Li Longji looked at Gao Lishi. Speaking of the lively Yichunyuan, he also wanted to get together, but in the Horse Immortal Period, He Huaizhi and his team were not cunning enough, so they would inevitably show their strength in front of Shen Lang. This is really a pity.

"Lishi, please let Sanlang go to Yichunyuan these two days, and let him take care of this Shenyuan in the future."

Li Longji ordered Gao Lishi that he did not intend to hand over power to the prince for the time being. Now Li Linfu is very honest and there is no need to let this old minister think too much. However, Chen Yuan and Chen Lang's various plans were very moved, especially the annual income of two or three million yuan was a small benefit for him, a saint who spent money.

In addition, he also wanted to use this matter to see if the prince could have some practical skills when leaving the officials in the court.

"Here, your majesty."

"I'm tired, so go."

Gao Lishi retreated gently, and then went straight to the Eastern Palace. Speaking of Chenyuan's planning book, the prince also had one. Could it be that the saint had already planned it?

As he guessed the saint's thoughts, Gao Lishi soon arrived at the East Palace, and then saw the prince who was reading at night, full of energy on his face. On the table was the thick stack of planning books written by Chen Lang.

"Second brother, why are you here? But Aye called me."

When Liheng saw Gao Lishi, Liheng was very enthusiastic and pulled Gao Lishi with full of expectations. Now he just wanted to please Aye and gain Aye's favor, so no one could shake his status.

"Your Highness, the saint wants you to go to Yichunyuan for the past two days. After Chen Lang returns to Anxi, His Highness will have to deal with this Chenyuan for more care."

Gao Lishi said his intentions directly, Li Heng was stunned for a moment, and then became very happy. He said that since he scolded his subordinates, he was all focused on being a filial son in the East Palace. Although he was very pleased with Aye, he was really bored.

Now that Aye asks him to take charge of Shenyuan more in the future, does that mean that he can leave the palace from time to time? This is great.

"Aye really asked me to go to Shenyuan..."

"This is still fake. Chen Lang is going to go back to Anxi. In addition to Your Highness, who else can the Saint and Shen Lang hand over Chen Yuan to take care of?"

Gao Lishi said with a smile that the prince pretended to be his nephew in front of Shen Lang, and he also helped Chen Lang buy the house in Fenglefang, so he occupied 10% of the shares in the Shenyuan. Of course, this share belongs to the prince, and he didn't care about the hundreds of thousands of dollars that year.
Chapter completed!