"Sir, I'm afraid this matter is not something that students can make the decision about. Please give it some thought."
Fan Yongcheng declined Liu Bingyuan's idea of benefiting from Huziqi.
Because he knew that it was impossible for his brother to give a piece of fat as big as Tiger Flag to a censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate with little future.
If Liu Bingyuan had not just returned to Beijing from his post as Datong Governor, and what he said about the Datong Memorial was even more convincing, he would not have come to Liu Mansion at all, let alone the benefits of sending more than two thousand taels of silver.
An ordinary censor can buy it off with up to a hundred taels, but Mr. Liu was not satisfied after accepting more than two thousand taels.
Liu Bingyuan's face immediately darkened.
He did not expect that the Fan family would not give him a chance to get involved with the Tiger-Character Flag. If he were an ordinary censor, he would have agreed long ago, but he knew that the Tiger-Character Flag's wealth would be at least hundreds of thousands of taels.
Faced with such a huge amount of wealth, how could he be willing to take advantage of just two thousand taels of silver?
"Sir, it seems that the Fan family only gives so much." Staff Chen reminded in a low voice.
Compared with Tiger Character Banner's wealth of hundreds of thousands taels, the benefits of two thousand taels of silver are the same as sending a beggar away.
Liu Bingyuan's face didn't look good.
If he were still inspecting Datong, he believed that the Fan family would not dare to treat him like this. Don't ask for 30% of the benefits then. Even if he asked for 50% of the benefits, the Fans would still give him.
Staff Tian on the side said in a low voice, "Sir, this is the only way. If we really reject the Fan family, they will still do the tiger-character flag thing. By then we won't even be able to get these two thousand taels."
Fan Yongcheng, who was standing in the study, watched the two staff members discussing quietly with Liu Bingyuan and smiled lightly.
After a long time, Liu Bingyuan said with a gloomy face, "Go back and tell Fan Yongdou, I will personally submit a letter."
"The student would like to thank you on behalf of my brother." Fan Yongcheng saluted with a smile on his lips.
"Come and see us off." Liu Bingyuan picked up the tureen in his hand.
He doesn't want to see the Fan family again for a moment, and he will suffer a big loss this time.
Originally, he kept the tiger-shaped flag as a bargaining chip. Even if he couldn't use it, he could give it to others in exchange for a chance to advance to the next level. Now he only got the benefit of two thousand taels of silver, but he needed to submit a letter in person.
"Student resigned."
Fan Yongcheng saluted again, then followed the servants of the Liu Mansion and exited the study.
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Liu Bingyuan raised his hand and threw the tureen out of his hand.
With a crisp sound, the tureen fell to pieces, and the remaining tea spilled on the floor, surrounded by broken porcelain pieces.
"This is simply unreasonable. The Fan family doesn't take me seriously."
Liu Bingyuan had an angry look on his face, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.
"It is said that Fan Yongdou is good at dancing, but now it seems that the rumors are too false." Staff Tian frowned slightly.
Liu Bingyuan said coldly, "It's true that he is good at dancing, but it depends on who is right."
"My lord, please don't be upset." Staff Chen advised, "Now that the Donglin Party is powerful, your lord may not have the opportunity to join in the future. As for the Fan family, no matter how good they are, they are just lowly businessmen."
Liu Bingyuan said sadly, "This Fan family must not fall into my hands, otherwise I will let him know the consequences of offending me."
"That's what my lord said."
Staff Tian and Staff Chen echoed at the same time.
Fan Yongcheng, who had just walked out of Liu Mansion, stepped on a low stool and got into a carriage outside the gate of Liu Mansion.
There was already a person sitting in the carriage, it was Wang Cheng, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
"Has Liu Bingyuan agreed?"
As soon as Fan Yongcheng got in the car, Wang Cheng asked eagerly.
Fan Yongcheng nodded and said, "If he doesn't agree, he won't even get the benefits of the two thousand taels. He naturally knows very well how to choose."
"That's good." Wang Cheng said, "As long as Liu Bingyuan is willing to submit a letter, Fan Dongzhu's matter will definitely come true."
"That's natural." Fan Yongcheng looked arrogant and said immediately, "But this Liu Bingyuan can't cooperate anymore. This person has a huge appetite and can't even fill it with more than two thousand taels of silver. This time he is completely offended."
"What a pity." Wang Cheng shook his head slightly and said, "This person is a member of the Donglin Party. Now that the Donglin Party is powerful, being able to establish a relationship with the Donglin Party will be of great benefit to Fan Dongzhu's business."
"It doesn't matter." Fan Yongcheng waved his hand and said, "A censor who has wasted more than ten years in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, even if he is a member of the Donglin Party, his status is not too high, so there is no need to worry."
Wang Cheng nodded.
"Go back," Fan Yongdou ordered the driver.
The driver raised his whip and cracked it in mid-air. The wooden wheels turned slowly. The carriage left in front of Liu Mansion, entered the street, and disappeared around the corner of the street.
Not long after the carriage left, a person walked out from behind a corner of the Liu Mansion's courtyard wall, looking thoughtfully at the departing carriage.
After Li Guozhu and others entered the boundaries of Xujiazhuang, they looked dull.
Not only him, but all the people who came from Japan and Xiangshan'ao looked surprised.
Xujiazhuang in front of you is full of dense crowds, bustling and bustling past. Countless carriages and horses are passing by loaded with all kinds of goods on the road. There are large tracts of farmland in the distance, neatly arranged, and even further away are large... The waterwheel keeps turning.
At this time, a cavalry team passed by on the road outside Xujiazhuang.
The carriages, horses and pedestrians who were originally walking on the road gave way to the road, waiting for the cavalry to pass first, including Yang Yuan and Li Guozhu, who also waited on the roadside.
More than thirty tiger-shaped cavalrymen wearing black breastplates rode past, like a black lightning, making pedestrians on the roadside unconsciously feel a sense of oppression.
"These cavalrymen are all self-made guns," Zhang Yun exclaimed.
At this time, Li Guozhu also noticed that the fire blunderbuss in the hands of each cavalry was not a bird blunderbuss with a match rope, but a self-generated fire blunderbuss that was rarely seen in Southeast Asia.
If he hadn't known that Hu Ziqi had never been to Nanyang, and only came to Hirado for the first time when he went to sea, he almost thought that the red-haired barbarians from Nanyang had sold their own fire guns to Datong.
Yang Yuan smiled and said, "Eldest Young Master, let's go see my boss first. If the Eldest Young Master is really interested in these fire guns, as long as my proprietor agrees, the Eldest Young Master can go to our weapons bureau to take a look. This kind of The cavalry gun was produced by the Ordnance Bureau."
"You can still produce this kind of self-generated fire gun yourself?" Li Guozhu was surprised again.
He knew that this kind of self-made fire blunderbuss was rare in Southeast Asia, but now Datong in the north of the Ming Dynasty could actually produce it on its own.
Judging from the situation, it seems that mass production has been achieved.
Zheng Yiguan, who was following the team, looked around and was very curious about everything in Xujiazhuang. He could not imagine that there was such a good place in the north of Ming Dynasty.
Many missionaries who were with Tang Ruowang in the team kept exclamating from their mouths.
