"Is it possible that the dignified Prince Nan Tu is only worth five thousand shi of food?" Su Xian shook his head.
"..."
Nalanxiong's nose almost twisted with anger after hearing these words. What has become of him, the dignified young prince of Liao Kingdom?
The ransom of five thousand stones of grain would be an insult to him if it was too low, and it would be even more humiliating for him if it was too high... No matter what, he is always the one who gets hurt.
"ah!"
Nalan Xiong looked up to the sky and screamed. He was really aggrieved and angry.
He secretly hated it in his heart:
"Su Xian! I will never forget today's humiliation until my death. When I return to the Liao Kingdom, I will definitely send troops to conquer Nanliang. As for Su Xian... I will teach you not to die a good death!"
"What are you howling? You're just like a bastard. Shut up!" Su Xian raised his foot and kicked him, interrupting Nalanxiong's roar.
Su Xian stared at him, facing his hateful eyes, and secretly made up his mind: "Since you will never forget today's shame until your death, then I can only let you die early."
"..."
On the side, Nalan Jie looked at Su Xian's still wide-open fingers, sighed in his heart, and continued to guess:
"Fifty thousand shi of food?"
As soon as these words came out, Nalanxiong, who was filled with anger, immediately stopped all activities. Fifty thousand shi of grain was even painful for him...
Wang Sima and other officials took a deep breath, fifty thousand dan of food. You must know that the previously negotiated ransom of 30,000 prisoners only added up to 150,000 dan.
One Nalanxiong can be exchanged for 50,000 shi of grain. It’s worth it. It’s really worth it!
Li Youqing suppressed her excitement. She had never been so eager for food. Su Xian got another 50,000 shi of food. She felt great!
However, Su Xian still shook his head.
The outstretched hand still had its fingers spread wide.
Before Nalanjie could continue his guess, Su Xian said in a deep voice: "It's not fifty thousand stones. Fifty thousand stones is not worth the price of Prince Nan Tu. What I want is... five hundred thousand stones!"
"Half a million stones!"
Everyone gasped, dumbfounded, with different expressions, and there was a brief silence in the big tent.
The lion opens his mouth!
ruthless!
It's so cruel!
Wang Sima has matured with age. When Su Xian asked for 50,000 shi of food, he was already happy. Now it has become 500,000 shi...
After being stunned for a while, he quickly accepted this terrible amount, stood up and said excitedly:
"Five hundred thousand dan! Just half a million dan! The noble status of the Nan Tu Prince can only be shown by the food of 500,000 dan. I think the ransom of five hundred thousand dan is very good!"
"Wang Sima's words are reasonable..." Wang You and other officials and generals couldn't help but jump out to agree. They were all smiles. If they get these five hundred thousand stones of food, Hebei Province will no longer be short of food.
"..." Princess Lanling did not speak, but her bright red lips were slightly opened, and her eyes flashed, showing her inner excitement and excitement.
"..."
Nalanjie was also stunned by Su Xian's words. Five hundred thousand dan. If converted into cattle and sheep, how many cattle would there be? He looked at Su Xian blankly and wanted to say:
"Brother Su, for the sake of fellow scholars, can't you remove a zero and only get 50,000 shi?"
He didn't say this after all.
But soon, Nalanjie felt relieved.
Because he remembered that this huge ransom would definitely fall on the head of King Nan Tu.
And his father, King Hunxie, did not have a good relationship with King Nantu...
"Fifty thousand...five hundred thousand stones! No, it's impossible, I don't agree!" Nalanxiong suddenly roared, his face turned red. Fifty thousand stones made him feel pain, let alone half a million stones. Take half his life.
"..."
After Nalanxiong roared, the tent fell into a brief silence.
Wang Sima and other subordinate officials looked at Su Xian one after another, with very anxious expressions on their faces, as if they were saying: "Su Xianyi, what should I do if he doesn't agree?"
Without thinking, Su Xian waved his hand and ordered to the soldiers: "Since the Crown Prince of Nantu does not agree to redemption, drag him out and chop him down!"
"Got the order!"
The two guards dragged Nalanxiong away without any hesitation.
The tent continued to remain quiet, except for the sound of Nalanxiong being dragged on the ground.
Wang Sima, with gray hair and beard, shook his hands and glanced at Nalanxiong who was dragged away, then turned to look at Su Xian who did not hesitate at all. His face was extremely anxious, and he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Nalan Jie was stunned again and was suppressed by Su Xian's decisiveness. After all, Nalan Xiong was also the prince of Nan Tu, so he just said that he should be beheaded?
Li Youqing's slightly opened red lips moved a few times, but she didn't speak in the end. She really wanted to say, if five hundred thousand stones is not enough, four hundred thousand stones or three hundred thousand stones would be fine. We can talk about it.
As time went by, Nalanxiong was dragged out of the tent.
Execution in a large camp is not so particular. The place is just outside the tent, and executioners beheading people are everywhere.
Soon, a flash of sword light flashed in front of everyone in the tent. It was the executioner who was hired temporarily to clean the ghost-headed knife, and the sharp blade reflected the sunlight.
Wang Sima, Wang You and others became increasingly anxious. That was half a million shi of food. It was okay if they didn't have this thought before, but now... they really don't want to let go.
Nalan Festival began to be unstable.
However, Su Xianren remained unmoved and did not even look outside the tent, as if he was determined to kill Nalan Xiong.
Even Li Youqing, who was sitting high up, couldn't help but sweat. She actually wanted to interfere with Su Xian's decision, but... after thinking about it, she let it go. There was no need to make it difficult for Su Xian because of Nalan Xiong.
Furthermore, she was not a mortal after all, and she vaguely guessed Su Xian's intention...
"Execution!"
Suddenly, the temporary supervisor's order came from outside the tent.
The executioner spat into his hand, and held the handle of the ghost head knife tightly with both hands. The muscles all over his body were bulging like reliefs, and the sharp sword was raised above his head.
It's about to be chopped off with one strike!
"Why!"
Wang Sima and others couldn't help sighing, and they felt heartbroken when they saw the five hundred thousand stones of food they were about to receive slip away.
Nalanjie closed his eyes and turned sideways.
At this moment, although Su Xian was very confident, he couldn't help but sweat. Is this Nalanxiong really a person who values food more than his own life?
Su Xian actually didn't want to kill him, at least not now. It would be nice to use it in exchange for food, but this was nothing more than a means.
Suddenly, he noticed a glance from Princess Lanling, and turned around subconsciously. The two of them looked at each other in the air, and the nervousness in Su Xian's eyes was caught by Princess Lanling.
Princess Lanling thought so. She turned her eyes and looked outside the tent. Nalanxiong's head had been pressed on a wooden stake, and she began to count down in her heart.
Su Xian did not immediately withdraw his gaze, but looked at her from top to bottom. Although it was a critical moment, Su Xian did not forget to praise: "It's so beautiful!"
"Hey!"
Outside the tent, the temporary executioner began to exert force, and the ghost-headed knife moved.
At this moment, Nalanxiong, whose head was pressed on the wooden stake and his neck was exposed, seemed to wake up from sleep and shouted loudly: "No! I don't want to die! Stop! I promised... Five hundred thousand dan." Five hundred thousand stones!"
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