Ran Jing scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't think the position is low or the salary is low. After all, you have given me a lot."
Just when Ran Jing was still trying to quibble, Zhou Zhiyu's face became increasingly ugly, even a little sad.
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Yumeng pushed Yang Qian without revealing his expression.
Yang Gan interrupted directly.
"The chaos in the Central Plains has not started yet, so there is probably still a period of vacuum, otherwise you and Zhou Zhiyu will get married immediately."
Yang Qian ignored Ran Jing completely and asked Zhou Zhiyu.
"Do you want to inform your father?"
Zhou Zhiyu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and cried with joy.
"I won't notify you anymore. He is focused on fighting for power and gain. He has no time to care about me. I will wait until I have the baby in my arms. I will piss him off to death."
The corner of Yang Gan's mouth twitched fiercely. It seemed that he must put some effort into educating his children in the future to avoid raising rebellious sons.
However, children, what are you afraid of? How many years old can a rebellious son be able to fight against a rebellious son in his thirties?
"Come on, Ran Jing, please express your opinion. Don't say anything I don't want to hear, or I will go crazy!!!"
Ran Jing swallowed, watching the beautiful woman next to him looking at him like this, and then thought of the current situation.
In an instant, his eyes became clear, and he gritted his teeth and said.
"Okay, let's get married as your Majesty said."
Yang Gan showed a surprised expression.
"What do you mean by what I say? You must have lost your mind after drinking. That's what you think."
"Yes, yes, that's what I thought!"
Yang Qian pointed and said amusedly.
"Look, people are stupid if we can get married."
"Yu'er, have you had any good days recently?"
Xiao Yu immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand and calculated carefully.
"Yes, in three days' time it will be an auspicious day for getting married!"
"Okay, then in three days, the two of them will get married. This wedding will be a big one, and my mansion will pay for all the expenses."
Yang Gan's face was cheerful.
Hahaha, I finally caught Ran Jing and watched how the boy flew out of my hand.
What generals are good to use? Everyone likes to use it to fight, but the fact is that it has to be used smoothly by one of them.
Yang Qian's mission is to try his best to train his own people to be good fighters and turn guys who are not his own people into his own people.
Then make good relationships, give both kindness and power, and control his family.
Yang Qian didn't believe in ideological education, military expenditure control, Tianshou Division supervision and family control, so someone would dare to rebel against him.
Of course, there are rewards for merit and punishment for mistakes. Only in this way can these people truly become their die-hard loyalists.
Ran Jing smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
He has now bound some of his honor and disgrace to your Majesty. He will naturally be happy if your Majesty pays you some money, and such kindness cannot be refused.
Ran Jing's political wisdom is actually not very high, and he is often pushed forward, but he has been a general for such a long time and has spent a lot of time with Yang Gan.
Naturally, he knew that if he refused your kindness, it would be tantamount to breaking up with him. Knowing so many things, he was afraid that he would not end well.
"By the way, when will your parents come over? Do you want to call your relatives or something?"
"Also, as for the mansion, should it be here with me, or should I open a new mansion for you? With your merits, giving you two or three mansions is more than enough."
When Yang Qian thought of a wedding, he immediately threw everything out.
Ran Jing frowned and immediately returned to normal.
"Your Majesty, my mother is pregnant, so I'd better not trouble them. I'll send someone to inform them. I don't have many relatives at home. Zhiyu didn't call me father and mother, so I won't call her either."
Yang Gan raised his eyebrows, feeling that it was like a young couple eloping, but he shrugged. Some of the rules in this era were just nonsense to him. It didn't matter, as long as the two of them got married.
The barbecue was about the same. Yang Qian could be said to be satisfied today. He ate happily and settled a worry. It could be said to be a double happiness.
The next step was none of his business. Someone would naturally organize the wedding. Yang Qian sent someone directly to invite Lao Gao over. He was a scholar-official, so he naturally understood the marriage rules of the aristocracy.
Originally, I wanted Lao Chen to handle it, but how could Lao Chen, who was born as a tenant farmer, understand the marriage ceremony of the nobles.
Your love is about to get married, so naturally you have to do it in a glamorous way.
When he saw a dozen neat boxes in the living room, Yang Qian couldn't help but open them and check them out.
I saw that it was all filled with silk, of various varieties. These were not only materials, but some were also decorated with patterns such as flowers and birds.
Touching a piece of silk that was so fine to the bone, Yang Qian couldn't help but secretly smacked his lips. Not to mention an expert, even an outsider like him felt that this batch of goods was not simple. He looked at Ran Jing, slightly shocked.
"This thing is not cheap, I'd better give you money."
Silk was a hard currency, and even when the vassal states of the Central Plains paid officials their annual salary, it was sometimes three cents.
That is, food, money and cloth.
Silk is no longer included in the annual salary, but is included in the rewards, which shows that it is expensive.
There are a lot of good things in Yang Qian's mansion. It seems that such good things have never been seen before.
Ran Jing stopped repeatedly.
"Your Majesty, you can't do this. My father ordered this to be given to you. I can't even touch it."
"It's strange, why did your father give me such an expensive thing."
Ran Jing rolled his eyes and immediately thought about it.
"Your Majesty, you gave my family many supplements and precious medicinal materials, and now my mother is pregnant again. I am away from home all the time, and I am afraid that I will not be able to fulfill my filial piety in front of my parents. No matter whether the child is a boy or a girl, I will help you. I will do my part to fulfill my duty of filial piety.”
Yang Qian was stunned. This explosive news was quite exciting in the village. In the previous life, it was commonplace for mothers and daughters to have children together.
The girls crowded forward and seemed to be picking.
What is silk used for? Of course it's for making clothes, otherwise what's the point of storing them in the warehouse?
After looking at Yi Lingxue and Ao Ying, Yang Qian nodded. The two women were immediately overjoyed and hurriedly began to select ingredients.
Yang Qian grabbed a piece of black silk and immediately felt a softness and smoothness. When he touched the silk surface with his hands, it felt like it was pulling. When he pinched it, the silk made a silky sound when it rubbed against each other.
Yes, it is indeed a rare treasure. Regardless of the subtle differences in quality of silk, the prices vary widely.
After carefully looking at the rough silk, Yang Gan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ran Jing with a strange look on his face.
"Ran Jing, you have always deceived me so hard!!!"
Ran Jing was stunned, his heart pounded, he was suddenly sweating, and his face was slightly pale.
Ruined! ! !
impossible! ! ! ! How could it be exposed!
I have hidden my identity so deeply that there is absolutely no chance that it will be exposed. Is it Zhu Zhu?
Impossible, Zhu Zhu will never betray himself.
Could it be Mi Le? It's impossible. Reporting himself will not do him much good, and this person is an upright person. He will never report himself on something like this that does not endanger the safety of the king.
Just when Ran Jing's mind was filled with clues, a pair of small hands patted his shoulders.
Yang Gan's joking voice came over.
"How much does it cost to have so much precious silk from your uncle? Ran Jing, you are from the second generation of rich people. You come to me to experience life."
Ran Jing was so frightened by Yang Qian's words and such a reversal that he almost collapsed.
In the eyes of others, Lord Wu An's cruelty is obvious to all, and he kills people at every turn. But what makes Ran Jing extremely afraid is the disappointment from the Lord.
We were on the battlefield together, sharing weal and woe. It was he who led him to see this world, so that he, a woman, could have a hand in the war in the Central Plains.
Let alone women, this is an opportunity that not many men have ever had.
Ran Jing had already thought about it. If he was discovered, he would probably die, but how disappointed would your Majesty be?
In fact, if you think about it carefully, there are still many things and there is no way to give up easily.
Father and mother.
Nuannuan.
The little life in mother’s belly.
The subordinates who were promoted by themselves.
Soldiers trained by myself.
Unknowingly, his bond here has penetrated deep into his bones and cannot be easily let go.
Ran Jing wiped the cold sweat from his temples quietly and smiled.
"Your Majesty, what kind of rich second generation can't compare with you? You are the richest person in Yuntong."
Yang Qian raised the corners of his mouth and cursed with a smile.
"That is!"
"But there is an essential difference. If your family has money, it is really rich. If I have money, it may not necessarily be mine."
Ran Jingqi asked, "What's the difference?"
"The Sheriff's Office has been collecting taxes, but do you know how much it is spent on?"
Ran Jing was stunned, "This shouldn't be much."
Yang Gan sneered, his face full of disdain.
"Not a lot? The county magistrate's office spends hundreds of thousands of gold every year. Do you know how much terrifying expenditure this is?"
"What is the concept of hundreds of thousands of gold? It is enough to equip an army of 40,000 people with a full set of armor and weapons. Even iron armor can equip an army of 10,000 to 20,000 people."
Ran Jing was so confused that he blurted out.
"How could it be possible to spend so much?"
Yang Qian clapped his fingers with helplessness on his face, "You do the math yourself. The Grand Canal needs to be built, and the slaves need to eat and drink. Although these don't cost much, they still have to be taken into account."
"Also, there are more than one million slaves, and some of them are sick. As long as they can be saved, they must be treated. This is another huge expense."
"And their clothes. The clothes worn out by hard laborers wear out very quickly. In summer, they don't have to worry about it. What about winter? If they don't have enough cotton-padded clothes, at least half of them will freeze to death. These are money, right?"
"Also, all counties are now undergoing large-scale construction and management. Tracks and straight roads must be built at some major connections, and bridges must be built in some places with rivers and the like."
"Do you think those things are all conjured? Of course, a lot of money was poured into them. Even the money from the county magistrate's office may not be enough. I have paid a lot of money, you know."
When Wu Anjun explained it like this, Ran Jing didn't need to calculate it carefully. Just hearing it made his scalp numb. If he picked something at random, it was not something that an ordinary family could afford.
