Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

A maritime trade.

The Tang Dynasty's first royal fleet alone earned the Tang Dynasty a fortune of 460 million strings of cash, equivalent to 4600 million Tang yuan.

It can be said that the profits from this single trade, such as clocks, silk, and tea, were enough to rival the annual fiscal revenue of several provinces in the Tang Dynasty.

Not to mention, there are still 40,000 Kunlun slaves that have not been able to officially enter the market.

The wealth generated from the work of these slaves in the future will also be a considerable income.

"Brother, I want a group of Kunlun slaves to work in the plantation area I control in Linyi..."

Upon hearing the news, King Li You of Chu quickly summoned Li Chengqian.

However, there are many people who are faster than him.

When Li You arrived at the East Palace, several figures were already seated in the Xiande Hall.

King Yi Eun of Yang, in charge of Silla; King Yi Yun of Yeon, in charge of the nation's railway construction; King Yi Tae of Wei, who wanted to fly; and King Yi Zhi of Jin, who lived off his wife...

Li Zhi looked at his still somewhat bewildered fifth brother with a smile and pointed to the seat next to him.

"Come, Fifth Brother, sit here. After the rest of us finish talking with the Emperor, it will be your turn."

Li You: "......."

Inside the Xiande Hall, Crown Prince Li Chengqian looked at the young men with a headache. Of the 40,000 Kunlun slaves, it was possible that not a single one would make it to the common people's market. This was not what he had imagined.

“Brother, although these filthy Kunlun slaves have all been castrated, they are still uneducated savages. Moreover, Kunlun slaves need to be trained. How could ordinary people know how to do such a thing?”

"How about this, my original share of the Harsha slaves brought from Tibet this year will be waived, Your Majesty. Please allocate an additional three thousand Kunlun slaves to make it a round number, ten thousand..."

"Ten thousand?! Sixth Brother, you only govern that tiny place called Silla, what do you need ten thousand Kunlun slaves for? Can't we use Silla people?!"

Once he came to his senses, the fifth prince, Li You, was the first to object: "Your Majesty, this year's trade will surely make many people in Lingnan want to go to sea. How can the land be left uncultivated? My cultivation of superior Champa rice varieties is already showing promise... I want 10,000 Kunlun slaves."

Li Yin pouted: "Fifth Brother, what are you saying? Your Majesty is about to ascend the throne. Shouldn't I, your humble servant, quickly win over the people of Silla to our Great Tang so as to facilitate the annexation of Silla? How can you treat the future people of our Great Tang as slaves of Kunlun?"

Li Chengqian: "???"

Am I about to ascend the throne?

How could I not know?

Before he could figure out what Li Yin meant, he saw Wang De walk in quickly.

"Your Highness, Prefect Wang Qingyun of Shengjing Prefecture, Liaodong Circuit, requests an audience."

Wang Qingyun?

Hasn't this kid finished his report for duty and not left Chang'an yet?

Li Chengqian nodded slightly, and soon, Wang Qingyun's familiar figure walked into the main hall under everyone's gaze.

"Your subject, Wang Qingyun, greets Your Highness the Crown Prince. May Your Highness be well."

"Greetings to His Highness the King of Wei, His Highness the King of Chu, His Highness the King of Liang, His Highness the King of Yan, and His Highness the King of Jin."

Seeing his honest and unassuming appearance, Li Chengqian and his brothers all felt that they were seeing a younger version of Wang Ming. This Wang Qingyun was becoming more and more like his father.

He has been serving as the Liaodong Circuit Intendant for over a year.

According to information from the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue, all matters are progressing quite well.

When he returned to report on his duties some time ago, he pointed out that Liaodong Province had a small population but a large amount of fertile land available for cultivation. The court, taking advantage of the situation, also put forward a plan to relocate the people.

After discussions among the six ministries and the cabinet, a policy was finally finalized to relocate no less than five million people from Hadong and Hebei provinces to Liaodong province in batches this year.

Therefore, when the imperial court mobilized the people in Hedong and Hebei provinces.

The Liaodong Circuit also needs to make the necessary preparations for receiving the new leader.

Wang Qingyun, who should have returned to Liaodong Circuit as soon as possible, is still in Chang'an, which can only be because of the recent slave trade incident.

Sure enough, after bowing, Wang Qingyun respectfully cupped his hands and asked for permission.

"Your Highness, I have been ordered to promote the military-agricultural settlements in Liaodong for a year now. The Liaodong army is of one mind and has reclaimed a considerable amount of land. However, compared to the fertile plains of Liaodong, we still lack manpower."

"I have heard that His Highness the Prince of Han has brought back a large number of Kunlun slaves from overseas. These Kunlun slaves are strong and healthy. I humbly request that the court allocate a batch of Kunlun slaves to Liaodong Circuit for land reclamation and mining..."

really.

Li Chengqian raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting between a half-smile and a half-smile as he looked at his younger brothers.

shrugged.

The meaning is very clear, and you've all seen the situation: there are too many monks and not enough meat.

Everyone is keeping an eye on this batch of slaves.

The abnormal population structure of the Tang Dynasty, with its many young children, and the expansion of its territory, have directly resulted in a severe shortage of labor in the labor market.

Therefore, the slaves sent by Tibet to the Tang Dynasty every quarter would be snapped up in just a few days.

The Han and Turkic peoples who are promoted to farm owners and ranchers desperately need it, and merchants who are engaged in business need it even more.

Therefore, at the court assembly at the end of the sixth year of Zhenguan.

After discussions in the court, Li Chengqian issued a new order.

The positions in the Tang Dynasty's commercial trade and technical production sectors were strictly prohibited from being filled by slaves; all work had to be performed by citizens of the Tang Dynasty.

Wang Qingyun watched the situation inside the hall nervously, noticing the unfriendly looks from several princes.

He finally realized that he must have unintentionally offended several princes.

He couldn't help but feel uneasy.

As the crown prince's brother-in-law, he was clearly no match for these princes.

However, Liaodong Circuit is currently facing a significant shortage of manpower.

He hesitated for a moment, then bowed again.

"Your Highness, the court has now settled the matter of the people's northward migration, but the number of cities, garrisons, and guards established in Liaodong Circuit is still severely insufficient. After a year of hard work leading the soldiers of Liaodong Army, I have only barely managed to complete the official road. As for administrative buildings such as official schools, hospitals, and government offices, they are even more severely lacking..."

Li Chengqian looked helplessly at his younger brothers, his eyes seeming to say, "They've already made themselves so clear..."

Li Tai's request was minimal, so he gave up on it.

Li Yin was simply taking a chance, and after hearing Wang Qingyun's words, he naturally wouldn't put his elder brother in a difficult position.

Then Li Yun hesitated for a moment: "This, Your Majesty..."

“This spring, I’ve decided to allocate an extra 10,000 slaves to you. Use them sparingly. You’re supposed to have slaves build roads, not use slaves to build roads,” Li Chengqian said helplessly.

Li Yun nodded in relief.

Just as Li Chengqian had finished sending off his younger brothers and exchanging a few words with Wang Qingyun, preparing to end his work for the day...

A series of hurried footsteps entered from outside.

He was, however, a messenger.

"Your Highness, urgent news from Governor Wei of Baikal County!"