Reborn as Liu Hong: Building a Divine Great Han Empire

Emperor Ling of Han was the last powerful emperor of the Han Dynasty, a figure who could have altered the course of history, yet he became the root cause of the empire's collapse.

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Chapter 475 A Masterpiece in the Details

Just as Zhang She hesitated, the young man in white robes approached the ticket scalper and made a gesture as if to take out money.

Seeing this, Zhang She no longer hesitated, quickly stepped forward, took out a gold ingot, and threw it to the ticket scalper.

"Who said I don't want them? I'll take all of them!"

As they were talking, Zhang She took three tickets from the scalper and handed them to his companion.

"You...? Hmph!"

Seeing this, the young man in white robes looked annoyed, snorted coldly, and walked to the other side.

"Brother Zhang, we're still two cards short, what do you think...?"

"We'll buy them... even if it costs ten thousand coins each! We can't let these bumpkins hold us back!"

Watching Chen Xing and the others leave, Zhang She gritted his teeth.

The situation in places like Chen Xing and Zhang She is not uncommon. Nowadays, the conflict between the local people of Luoyang and the local tyrants from other counties has become increasingly serious due to the instigation of some people, and disputes are inevitable.

At this moment, the nature of the front-row tickets has changed. The price is no longer important; what matters is that I need to have them.

In an instant, all the wealthy young men who had failed to secure tickets began shouting that they would spend 10,000 coins each to buy tickets from scalpers.

The news spread quickly, and when people learned that a ticket that cost one thousand coins could be resold for ten thousand coins, they were all extremely envious.

As a result, many people have joined the ranks of ticket scalpers, making the already scarce front-row tickets even more difficult to obtain.

On the fourth day at the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), several wealthy young men arrived at the ticket booth outside the South Palace. When they saw that there were already thousands of people lined up at the front of the ticket booth, they immediately turned around and went home to take a nap.

The price of tickets for the front row has basically settled at 10,000 yuan each, and there are even signs that it may break through.

Deyang Palace.

"This Yangqiu is really ruthless; it has driven the price up to ten thousand coins!"

Upon hearing Zhao Zhong's report, Liu Hong couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"Your Majesty, those people have already accepted that the front-row tickets are worth ten thousand coins. If we sell them for one thousand coins each, our losses will be quite significant! Do you think we should raise the price...?"

Zhao Zhong hesitated for a moment, but still voiced his thoughts.

It's unbearable for anyone to have their own things sold for such a high price while they themselves don't get any benefit from it.

"Yes, you're right. Two days have passed, and they've made almost all their money. It's our turn to make some!"

Liu Hong smiled and nodded.

Actually, his original intention was to distinguish between the front and back rows.

Unlike later eras, the sporting events of this era did not involve broadcasting, advertising, or other forms of profit.

The main source of revenue is still ticket sales. Since they can't make money from low- and middle-income groups, they can only target the wealthy.

That's why Liu Hong instructed Yang Qiu to inflate the price of front-row tickets so that people could gradually accept his pricing.

"Your Majesty, shall we raise the price to ten thousand coins as well?"

"No, it's too expensive!"

Liu Hong shook his head, rejecting Zhao Zhong's suggestion.

If you raise your prices, scalpers will naturally raise theirs too.

Those people are currently caught in a battle of egos; they might reluctantly make the purchase, but what about the Royal Games afterwards?

Liu Hong thought for a moment, then said:

"I think a price of seven thousand coins would be good, so that everyone can make a profit!"

Tell Yang Qiu that the ticket price can only go up to 10,000 coins. Anyone who raises the price above 10,000 will be immediately arrested on charges of hoarding!

"promise!!"

Then Liu Hong looked at Zhao Zhong and continued:

"Two more ticket booths will be added, exclusively for officials, military personnel, doctoral students from the three academies, and instructors. The ticket price will remain the same! Only one ticket per person!"

The Tao Te Ching says: Great achievements begin with small details.

Raising the social status of soldiers, craftsmen, doctors, and researchers requires more than just focusing on fame and fortune.

In life, these people should be given corresponding privileges; only in this way can we attract more people.

As for including officials, it's simply a matter of balance; favoring one over the other wouldn't be good.

"promise!"

Zhao Zhong understood the emperor's thoughts perfectly well, so he didn't waste any words.

"Alright, everything's fine now, you can go down!"

"This servant takes her leave!!"

Not long after Zhao Zhong left, Xi Zhicai also arrived at Deyang Palace with several pages of paper.

"Zhicai's here, have a seat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, this is a compilation of heroic deeds of famous generals, which I, together with several instructors from the Military and Political Affairs Department, have gathered and compiled. Please take a look!"

As they spoke, Xi Zhicai respectfully handed the few pages of paper in his hand to Liu Hong.

"Oh? So fast?"

Liu Hong smiled, then took the page and began to read it.

When Liu Hong saw that the list only included a few generals of the Han Dynasty such as Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, Dou Gu, and Geng Gong, he couldn't help but frown.

"Your Majesty, is there something amiss?"

Seeing the emperor's furrowed brows, Xi Zhicai couldn't help but ask.

"Zhicai, how come you're just like the Grand Tutor and the others?"

Liu Hong shook the paper in his hand, looked at Xi Zhicai, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"This...? Please forgive my ignorance!"

Xi Zhicai looked at Liu Hong with some doubt.

"These people will all be enshrined in the Martyrs' Shrine in the future! Do you understand?"

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