The prefect of Yanzhou also saw that the other party would not leave unless he got the silver, and then said with a distressed look on his face: "I can only give you one thousand taels of silver. Once you get the silver, immediately let your people guard Ziyang City. "
The money collected from the big families in the city has been distributed, and he can only provide these one thousand taels himself.
"There are more than 2,000 soldiers guarding the city, and each of them can't even get one tael of one thousand taels of silver." Commander Ren Chengwei was not satisfied with the concession of the Yanzhou prefect.
In the past few times when money and food were raised, the officials of Yanzhou Prefecture took a lot of money away from him. They wanted to send him away even though they only had one thousand taels of silver, so he naturally refused.
The prefect of Yanzhou understood that the other party disliked him too little.
But there was no way, he had to pay the one thousand taels of silver out of his own pocket. As for the fifteen thousand taels that the other party asked for, there was no way he would agree to give so much money.
"How about adding more to the mansion?" Kong Yinjing asked tentatively to the Yanzhou magistrate.
Thousands of soldiers guarding the city were given one thousand taels of silver, which in his opinion was indeed a little less.
The prefect of Yanzhou glanced at Kong Yinjing with an ugly expression, and said, "Don't you know what the situation is? One thousand taels of silver is already the maximum authority that I can make the decision."
Kong Yinjing shut up immediately after hearing this.
Concerning the matter of silver, the Kong family got the lion's share, but it was impossible for the Kong family to take out this silver and use it on the defenders of the city just for the sake of Ziyang City.
Silver is far more important than Ziyang City.
The prefect of Yanzhou saw that Kong Yin was speechless, so he had no choice but to say to the commander of the city guard: "Whether you keep this thousand taels of silver for yourself or distribute it to the soldiers below, I don't have to worry about it."
As he spoke, he stared at Commander Ren Chengwei, waiting for his answer.
"The last general is here to protect the soldiers in the city." Ren Chengwei commander refused the proposal to take one thousand taels of silver for himself.
It's not that he doesn't like silver, it's just that it's too little and far below his psychological expectations.
Hearing this, the Yanzhou magistrate frowned subconsciously and said, "Isn't that too young?"
He didn't think that Ren Chengwei Commander was a cool official.
"The last general is not doing it for himself." Ren Chengwei Commander said.
After hearing this, the prefect of Yanzhou understood that he disliked the fact that one thousand taels of silver was too little.
"Then how much do you want? Don't say fifteen thousand taels, I don't have that much." For the sake of Ziyang City, the prefect of Yanzhou decided to endure this tone.
At worst, he would spend all his money this time.
As long as he is still the magistrate of Yanzhou, he can still make money again if the money is gone.
Commander Ren Chengwei thought for a while, stretched out one finger, then retracted it and stretched out two fingers, and said: "Twelve thousand taels."
"No." The Yanzhou magistrate shook his head and refused without thinking.
It's not that he deliberately shirks it, but he really doesn't.
He himself didn't even get a few thousand taels of silver. If he really agreed to give the other party 12,000 taels of silver, not only would he not earn anything, but he would also have to pay for nearly a thousand taels of silver.
Commander Ren Chengwei frowned and said: "Twelve thousand taels is not too much. Yesterday alone, the money received by the mansion was tens of thousands taels. In the previous times, even if there was not ten thousand, there were still seven or eight." Thousands, so much silver has been raised in the name of me, Ren Chengwei, and I, Ren Chengwei, must have a share, not to mention half, but one-third cannot be less."
Hearing this, the Yanzhou commander glanced at Kong Yinjing who was standing aside.
Nearly half of the money raised from the big families in the city these few times fell into the hands of the Kong family. Even he, the prefect, did not have as much money as the Kong family.
When Kong Yinjing saw the Yanzhou Magistrate looking over him, he immediately turned his head away, not daring to look at the Yanzhou Magistrate.
Kong can accept the money, and the money collected is Kong's own money. It is absolutely impossible for him to take out what he has eaten and give it to others.
Seeing Kong Yinfan's little move, the prefect of Yanzhou knew that he could not count on the Kong family. He turned back and looked at Ren Chengwei Commander again, and said: "I definitely don't have twelve thousand taels of silver. The most I can do is agree to it." I’ll give you four thousand taels, but I won’t get a penny more.”
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Four thousand taels is his bottom line.
The total amount of silver allocated this time was only a little over four thousand taels.
"Four thousand is too little, ten thousand." Commander Ren Chengwei felt that he had already broken up with the other party. Naturally, he wanted more if he could ask for more.
The prefect of Yanzhou said with an ugly face: "General Ren, don't go too far. Four thousand taels is already a lot. Even if it is divided into the hands of every soldier below, each person can get two taels of silver."
Of course, he also knew that it was impossible for all the money to fall into the hands of the lower-level soldiers. I was afraid that as soon as it was delivered to the military attache of Rencheng Guard, it would be divided into pieces.
"No, it's too little." Commander Ren Chengwei shook his head and refused.
Four thousand taels of silver is indeed a lot for one person, but Ren Chengwei has a commanding officer to direct the affairs, and there are thousands of households below, so it is considered good if he can keep two thousand taels in his hand.
The prefect of Yanzhou was still dissatisfied when he saw Commander Ren of the city guards, and said with an ugly face: "General Ren, don't go too far. I only have so many officers. At worst, Ziyang City will be captured by tiger thieves."
Four thousand taels was the maximum amount he could offer. If the other party was still not satisfied and he decided not to take any money, he would not believe that the other party would dare to give up Ziyang City.
Ziyang City would not be better off without him as the prefect, but the opponent's fate would not be much better either.
Commander Ren Chengwei fixed his eyes on the face of Yanzhou Magistrate.
I want to make sure that the four thousand taels have reached the other party's bottom line.
However, he would not agree to four thousand taels in any case.
In the past six months, the government office has been amassing money in the name of resisting thieves. As the commander of the city guard, not only did he not get any benefits, but he also had to fight against the thieves while guarding the city.
Why are the soldiers and generals they serve as city guards? They are stepmothers. The benefits belong to others, and the things they sacrifice their lives for are their business.
Both sides are fighting for money, and no one is willing to give in.
At this moment, rapid footsteps came from outside.
Soon, a police officer walked into the back office, holding a feather arrow in his hand and kneeling in front of the Yanzhou magistrate.
"Reporting to the lord, a thief outside the city shot an arrow with a letter on it." As he spoke, he raised the arrow in his hands.
A servant on the side stepped forward, took the arrow from the opponent's hand, untied the letter tied with a rope on it, and respectfully presented it to the Yanzhou Magistrate.
The magistrate of Yanzhou reached out to take the letter, opened it and glanced at the contents, then threw it heavily to the ground and shouted angrily: "The thieves bullied me too much."
Kong Yinjing on the side was curious about what was written in the letter.
However, he could more or less guess that it was definitely not a good word, otherwise the master of the mansion would not be so angry.
