This is the emperor's feet, and any 'killing' is taboo. Only Emperor Liang can hold the power of life and death.
The smile on Emperor Liang's face disappeared instantly, and he became as cold as ice. His sudden change of expression made Qin Feng stunned. From being refreshed by the spring breeze to being decisive in killing, it only takes a moment. As the old saying goes, being with a king is like being with a tiger, and it is indeed true.
At this juncture, Ning Hu and others rushed out of the courtyard gate. Ning Hu took the lead and shouted angrily: "Qin Feng, where did you die!"
Ning Hu's face was full of ferocity, but he was stunned for a second, and then without any hesitation, he knelt down with a plop and lowered his head to the ground: "I... I didn't know that the saint was here in person, and I deserve death."
Li Rui and others who followed closely were also startled, and they all knelt down and said in unison: "I almost collided with the Holy Driver, please forgive me."
According to Daliang regulations, titles can be passed down, but official titles cannot.
Therefore, only Ning Hu at the scene claimed to be a minister. Although the others were all important ministers, they had no official status and were like pariahs.
Seeing these people, Emperor Liang understood something instantly. The frost on his face was wiped away. He put on his deep smile again and wrote lightly: "It turns out you are making a big fuss. I really thought..."
Emperor Liang did not say any more, after all, it was taboo. It's all Qin Feng's fault. They just fight, what's the point of chasing? If things get serious, how many people will be involved?
As a result, when Emperor Liang looked at Qin Feng, there was not even half a figure at the scene. Just as he was wondering, Qin Feng's triumphant sneer came from behind.
"Hmph, aren't you going to hit me? Come on, let's see who dares to make a mistake."
Seeing Qin Feng's proud look, Ning Hu and the others trembled in anger, but they were helpless. After all, using violence in front of a saint was a punishable crime.
Emperor Liang had seen Qin Feng's madness. According to the rules, as an important minister, he should be imprisoned in the clan's mansion to avoid endless harm. However, this guy had great talent. Emperor Liang was angry and loved him at the same time, so he shook his head and laughed: "Qin Feng, do you know the principle of a dog fighting against the power of a human?"
Qin Feng hid behind Emperor Liang, raised his head, assumed a low posture of 'looking up', and thought seriously: "The saint's words are wrong."
As soon as these words came out, the imperial army wanted to skin Qin Feng. How dare a civilian without an official status question a saint? He was about to yell angrily, but was blocked by Qin Feng's next words.
"Young man, this is clearly a man using the power of a dragon."
Emperor Liang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, what a man to rely on the dragon's power. Although you are crazy all day long, your speech is quite good. Okay, don't hide in Tibet anymore, I'm here No one dares to hurt you at all."
Someone supported him, and Qin Feng naturally floated up. He walked up to Emperor Liang with eight-character steps. Although everyone at the scene wanted to kill Qin Feng, Ning Hu and others were itching with hatred, while the Imperial Army felt that Qin Feng was too arrogant. Second-rate. But only saints like it, so what?
Qin Feng did not shy away. He put his hands behind his back and looked at Ning Hu and others who were kneeling on the ground. He said proudly: "Who wanted to hit me just now? If you have the ability, stand up."
Ning Hu gritted his teeth, but he could only lower his head and did not dare to make any sound.
Xie Yun'er on the side was not much better. Although she was very angry, she felt more strange in her heart.
The sage has grand plans and knows people well, so why do he value Qin Feng, a lunatic? What good qualities does this guy have besides being shameless?
Emperor Liang did not stop Qin Feng from showing off. After Qin Feng walked around in a circle, no one dared to talk to him. When Qin Feng came back with great satisfaction, Emperor Liang narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Qin Feng, what you said just now is right."
Qin Feng looked confused: "Huh? That's good? Can I say a few more words?"
Since he was just pretending to be a show-off, it was not Qin Feng's fault. He was about to give orders to Ning Hu and others when he was interrupted by Emperor Liang.
"The thing I am referring to is naturally what you said at King Ji's banquet."
"Nowadays, the national treasury in Daliang is empty. With me as the leader, we are all trying to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. We can save money when we can. But the children of important ministers in the capital are squandering money and giving gifts to each other, which is really inappropriate."
"I heard that the Minister of War did not give any gifts? That's great! You gave me a bag of sugar? It's practical. It seems that there are people in Kyoto who are willing to share the joys and sorrows with me."
As soon as he said these words, Qin Feng's head almost went up to the sky. On the contrary, Li Rui and Cheng Fa lowered their heads, eager to find a hole to crawl in.
I gave out priceless gifts in the hope of being appreciated by King Ji, but in the end I was guilty of giving them away. I really lost my wife and lost my troops.
Just when Qin Feng's face was full of pride, Emperor Liang suddenly lowered his voice and said softly: "I have never seen that white sugar before. I tasted it at King Ji's place before. It is indeed full of color, flavor and flavor, and it can't be compared with frosting." .”
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng's heart was already cold, and his head was lowered. Although he wanted to pretend that he didn't hear anything, but when he thought about all the evidence of his crimes, which were all recorded in a small notebook by Emperor Liang, he had no choice but to compromise and keep his eyebrows down.
"Since the saint likes it, the villain will be solely responsible for the cost of sugar in the palace, and the price will be favorable."
Emperor Liang let out a light 'Oh' and asked with a smile: "I wonder how much it will cost?"
The abacus in Qin Feng's heart was crackling. After weighing it for a moment, he tentatively asked: "Five hundred thousand taels?"
Emperor Liang thought thoughtfully: "Isn't half a million taels a little too little? It's better than one million taels. Besides, this sugar is novel, and we can add another one million taels. How about two million taels a year?"
Qin Feng's eyes were gleaming, and he wished he could kneel on the ground and kowtow to him now. What an emperor! There is no such wise emperor in the world!
Qin Feng nodded like a fool: "Since it is the wish of the saint, how dare you disobey it?"
Emperor Liang smiled slightly: "That's very good. Before the end of each year, the money will be sent to the treasury. I can trust you, so I won't check the accounts myself."
What? !
Qin Feng thought he was hallucinating: "No... no, what do you mean? I will give you sugar and you have to pay for it?"
Hearing this, the man in black next to Emperor Liang took out the notebook.
Qin Feng was so frightened that he quickly ran over and held down the man in black's hand, almost crying: "Brother, you are my brother, can you forget it? Two million taels is two million taels."
Qin Feng's heart was bleeding, and he knew with his toes that Emperor Liang must have heard the news and knew that he had priced the sugar at five hundred taels per catty, and he was planning to get a piece of the pie.
Thief, this old guy is still a thief. He is simply a bandit. Why do you need to take such a big detour? How come you don’t know how to rob?
Two million taels, how many housewives can you marry?
Qin Feng had a sad face, but he still had the arrogance he had before. Facts have proven time and again that there is a price to pay for pretending to be competitive.
