Chapter 1493

Gao Yang looked righteous, and his tone even carried some dissatisfaction.

Gao Feng looked dumbfounded, unable to speak.

Now everything was clear; Gao Yang didn't create bamboo paper to speak up for the scholars from poor families in the world at all.

This was clearly because he was carrying a huge debt and had long set his sights on the Pei family's mulberry-bark damask paper business, wanting to snatch the business!

He calculated the time Gao Yang had been in debt for ten million and the time he had ordered the acquisition of bamboo, and everything matched up perfectly.

Gao Feng stared at Gao Yang, looking as if he had seen through everything.

This wicked son hides very deep.

Gao Feng's gaze was too scorching, making even Gao Yang's thick skin unable to withstand it.

Therefore, he said with a look of dissatisfaction.

"Carrying a huge debt, yet I can only rely on myself, and I can't be too greedy. If this child doesn't do business, if I'm not a bit black-hearted, how long would it take to scrape together ten million taels?!"

While speaking, Gao Yang also looked at Gao Feng, saying with a reminder, "There's no way, others can rely on their fathers, but my father is past middle age and is still working hard outside so that his descendants can lie flat for a lifetime, yet this child..."

Upon hearing this, Gao Feng suddenly became furious.

"Wicked beast, what kind of talk is this?"

"A man should be self-reliant; what kind of skill is relying on one's father? What did your father have back then? Isn't it just that your father was the Dingguo Duke, the head of the six dukes of Great Qian?"

"Besides hundreds of servants in the mansion, there were hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, hundreds of acres of fields, three shops in Changan, four or five residences, what else was there?"

Gao Yang's mouth twitched as he listened, "Father, it's fine if you say this in front of this child, but please don't say it outside, otherwise I'm afraid you'll be beaten by the excited scholars of Changan."

Gao Feng also knew he had gone a bit too far, but he still couldn't let go of his pride, so he said to Gao Yang.

"In any case, our older generation suffered much more than you do now!"

At this moment.

Shangguan Wan'er came over slowly, her face cold and her temperament transcendent.

"Prime Minister Gao, His Majesty summons you." Shangguan Wan'er said.

Gao Yang responded and then headed straight for the Imperial Study.

Soon.

Gao Yang followed Shangguan Wan'er into the Imperial Study and saw Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao was wearing a golden dragon robe, her whole body exuding coldness, and as soon as she saw Gao Yang, she couldn't help but snort coldly.

"You, Gao Yang, your courage is getting bigger and bigger, and you are putting me less and less in your eyes."

"For such a major event as bamboo paper, you didn't even inform me in advance!"

"Do you know what crime this should be?"

Wu Zhao feigned anger, waved her dragon robe, and said majestically to Gao Yang.

If an ordinary official saw this posture, they would probably be scared until their legs went soft.

But who is Gao Yang?

He said cheekily to Wu Zhao, "Your Majesty, this subject was thinking of giving you a surprise."

"Besides, how majestic are you in this subject's heart? How could I put you in my eyes? Naturally, I must put you in my heart and protect you carefully."

While speaking, Gao Yang also extended a hand, placing it close to his chest, looking very careful.

Wu Zhao: "..."

Gao Yang's cheeky appearance made Wu Zhao feel both angry and amused.

But she didn't want to continue this topic, and there was absolutely no need to reprimand Gao Yang.

The art of imperial power is completely useless!

Therefore, Wu Zhao went straight to the point and said, "Prime Minister Gao, how is the production of this bamboo paper?"

Gao Yang said with a smile, "Your Majesty, do not worry, it is enough."

"With a cost of nineteen coins per sheet, compared to the Pei family's hundred coins for a sheet of mulberry-bark damask paper, I am very gratified!"

"Prime Minister Gao, I am just curious about one thing: how much do you intend to price this bamboo paper?"

Wu Zhao narrowed her eyes and threw out this thorny question.

Cost is cost, and pricing is pricing; if bamboo paper is also priced at a hundred coins a sheet, then for the people, it won't have any substantial effect, because they still won't be able to afford it.

And Gao Yang said the cost was nineteen coins in the morning court session; if he raises the price, I fear he will suffer a backlash!

This was also the biggest purpose for Wu Zhao ordering Gao Yang to come.

Gao Yang raised his head, bowed his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, I have already thought of the pricing!"

"Nineteen coins a sheet!"

Once these words were spoken, Wu Zhao and Shangguan Wan'er looked shocked.

"Nineteen coins?"

"You, Gao Yang, are not earning a single coin?"

Wu Zhao looked surprised and asked.

"For the sake of the scholars of the world, for the sake of the students from poor families, how could this subject earn money?"

"Could it be that I, Gao Yang, am so unbearable in your eyes, Your Majesty?"

Gao Yang clutched his chest, looking heartbroken.

Wu Zhao stared at Gao Yang; she didn't believe a single word of this sentence.

"Prime Minister Gao, speak properly, is the cost... not nineteen coins?"

If she remembered correctly, before Gao Yang said nineteen coins, he had deliberately paused before changing his words to nineteen coins.

"Your Majesty, what kind of talk is this?"

Gao Yang's expression changed suddenly, looking excited.

But Wu Zhao interrupted his spellcasting directly, "Prime Minister Gao, just speak boldly, there are no outsiders here, and you are carrying a debt of tens of millions of taels, which is also for the sake of the students from poor families in the world, and also to help me curb the noble families of the world."

"No matter how much profit the bamboo paper makes, it is all yours."

"In addition, if Minister Gao lied, I will also grant you a special pardon, but only this once."

Upon hearing this, Gao Yang's eyes widened.

He didn't expect Wu Zhao to be so generous.

Since things had reached this point, if he didn't confess, it would be somewhat impolite.

Gao Yang said with a look of heartbreak.

"I won't hide it from Your Majesty, this subject sometimes likes to tell little lies."

"The cost of this bamboo paper is not nineteen coins a sheet, but... ten coins a sheet."

"What?"

Once these words were spoken, Wu Zhao grabbed the armrest of the dragon throne, saying with a face full of shock.

She gasped.

Damn it, she just felt something was wrong.

How could this guy not make money?