Chapter 121: Stealing chicken but losing rice

Style: Historical Author: Mingqi XiaolangWords: 2067Update Time: 24/01/12 07:57:58
Yang Gao glanced at Zheng Renji lightly and nodded with a smile: "Yes, your love is indeed a rare beauty!"

Zheng Renji was secretly overjoyed when he heard this. He hurriedly held up his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I'm telling you the truth. Your Majesty has ascended the throne at a young age and is famous for his military campaigns in the north and south. Although my daughter has always stayed close to home, she has heard about your majesty's reputation for a long time and has already fallen in love with him. Secretly promised. Today, the common people are bold enough to find a future for my little girl. If Your Majesty is satisfied, the common people are willing to pay 200,000 dan of grain and 150,000 guan as the little girl’s dowry!”

Two hundred thousand shi of grain and 150,000 guan of money are really a big deal. The family's heritage should not be underestimated.

After so many years of war, and the fact that Zhang Juzheng presided over the clearing of land in the Central Plains after Yang Gao regained it, almost all the property of the Zheng family in Xingyang was divided. But now Zheng Renji opened his mouth and asked for 200,000 shi of grain and 150,000 guan of money. This made Yang Gao sigh, the family background is indeed extraordinary.

However, Yang Gao did not intend to let Zheng Renji get his wish so simply. He also wanted to scrape some oil and water from Zheng Renji, so he shook his head gently and said with a smile: "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good. Mr. Zheng's daughter is indeed She is a beautiful lady, but this dowry, Mr. Zheng is a little too stingy and does not seem to be in line with royal expenses."

Zheng Renji was so angry that his teeth itched when he heard this. Two hundred thousand shi of food and one hundred and fifty thousand guan of money were not enough for Yang Gao. Moreover, Yang Gao actually said it in public. This is not an emperor. He is clearly an emperor. A scoundrel who raises prices from the ground up.

But people under the eaves have to bow their heads. If Yang Gao didn't want Shangguan Wan'er, wouldn't his long-planned plan be ruined? In desperation, he could only grit his teeth, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the war in the Central Plains has been turbulent in the past few years, and the business of my Zheng family has also been sluggish. I hope your Majesty..."

Before Zheng Renji could finish speaking, Yang Gao interrupted him coldly: "Then you mean that the royal face is not important?"

"No, no, your Majesty, that's not what the common people mean."

When Zheng Renji saw Yang Gao's unkind expression, he was immediately startled and hurriedly changed his words: "What the grassroots mean is that although the Zheng family's business has been sluggish in the past two years, the grassroots still have to spend 400,000 shi of grain and 300,000 guan of money to support their daughter. The dowry. In addition, the grassroots people heard that your majesty came in a hurry, and the officials of Xingyang County had no time to prepare, so your majesty is still staying in the post house. The grassland people have a manor in the east of the city. Although it is not very big, it is well-structured. The grassland people are willing to donate Give His Majesty a place to rest."

"That's pretty much it!"

Yang Gao curled his lips slightly, nodded with satisfaction, raised his glass and said to Zheng Renji: "Mr. Zheng, it's rare for you to be so considerate. Knowing that the government's taxes are tight now, you immediately came to me in such a timely manner and gave me such a sum. A generous gift!”

Zheng Renji forced out a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Being able to share your Majesty's worries is a blessing to the common people, and also a blessing to my Zheng family!"

Yang Gao nodded slightly and said loudly to Yang Ye, the commander of the Xingyang garrison who also came to the banquet and was sitting below: "Mr. Zheng Renji, the uncle of King Zhenyue, is so generous that he is not only willing to send his adopted daughter to the palace to serve me. , and also decided to donate 400,000 shi of food and 300,000 guan of money. You will send someone to the Zheng family treasury to collect the money and food, and treat it as the military food and military expenses I allocated to your Xingyang garrison."

"Old minister, I obey the order!"

Yang Ye laughed, and immediately turned around and told Yang Yande: "Wu Lang, you go back to the camp immediately to mobilize the troops, and come over quickly to get money and food!"

"yes!"

Yang Yande cupped his hands and said, immediately stood up and left the table.

Zheng Renji never expected that Yang Gao would order people to get money and food at the banquet. Originally, he thought that as long as Shangguan Wan'er succeeded today and Yang Gao died, he would not need to cash in the money and food he had promised. But who knew that Yang Gao didn't play according to the routine at all, so he dared not speak out in anger, so he could only pray secretly in his heart.

"Wan'er, my adoptive father has spent all his money this time. You must complete the task assigned to you by your adoptive father. As long as you can assassinate Yang Gao'er, the Emperor of Tang will definitely reward our Zheng family generously in the future. Then All the hard work you put into being a father is worth it!”

What Zheng Renji never expected was that Shangguan Wan'er, whom he had high hopes for, had already decided to betray him when he forced her to assassinate Yang Gao. Now he is waiting for Yang Gao to summon him alone, and then he will report Zheng Renji's conspiracy to Yang Gao, and Zheng Renji will gain a foothold in Yang Gao's harem by stepping on him.

"Father, don't blame me. Wan'er is only sixteen years old this year, and she doesn't want to die like this. And you were willing to take me in and provide me with fine clothes, food, wealth, and splendor, just to take advantage of my beauty. Use me to curry favor with those powerful people. The relationship between you and me is just mutual use. No one owes anyone anything, so there is no need for me, Shangguan Wan'er, to sacrifice my life for your Zheng family!"

Shangguan Wan'er looked at Zheng Renji not far away and thought to herself.

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That night, after the birthday banquet was over. Yang Gao then took Shangguan Wan'er to rest at the manor given by Zheng Renji.

The manor given by Zheng Renji is located 20 miles east of Xingyang City, covering an area of ​​more than 150 acres. The outside of the garden is full of tall trees with umbrella-like crowns, which provide good sunshade. Stepping into the garden, you can see pavilions, rockeries, ponds, fish, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants everywhere. It can be described as extremely luxurious.

Because Yang Gao was coming to this manor to rest, the manor was searched five times by the internal guards before the banquet at the Zheng Mansion ended. The main roads were guarded to guard against assassins.

As for Yang Gao's bedroom, it is a top priority. All items placed in the room, whether new or old, will be replaced. Even the potted plants placed by the window sill are not spared.

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After entering the manor, Shangguan Wan'er followed Yang Gao closely. As soon as he entered the bedroom, before Yang Gao could speak, he stretched out his hands and hooked his neck, blushing and said: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, let me wait for your Majesty to go to bed!"

The beautiful women who came to his door were not free of charge. Seeing that Shangguan Wan'er was so proactive, Yang Gao stopped being reserved. He chuckled, hugged Shangguan Wan'er's slender waist and walked towards the bed.

It is the red makeup illuminated by high-burning silver candles, the low clusters of hibiscus tents, the topsy-turvy phoenix flowers, the spring greenery is turned into red waves; the sweat melts into the powdery fragrance, and the sweet and sweet scene is a unique scene.

After all the drama, Shangguan Wan'er saw that the two were already married. She suddenly got up and got out of bed, knelt down on the ground naked, and sobbed: "Your Majesty, I have committed a heinous crime and I dare not report it to you. I hope that your Majesty will do it." show mercy!"

The brain-burning article is finally finished. To be honest, Xiao Lang really doesn't like writing such scheming articles, but it is impossible for every chapter of a historical article to be about war. It has to involve this aspect anyway, so Xiao Lang can only write some nonsense. I hope all book friends will forgive me for the poor writing.