Tang Jing hesitated and did not dare to say anything.
He doesn't care about ten thousand dollars, he doesn't even care about money, he only cares about whether he can leave with his life.
Han You always felt that something was not right.
I went over the whole thing in my mind.
He captured Ma Fenghou himself.
Ma Rulong came to the palace to plead for mercy, and the emperor released Ma Rulong and became a marquis.
During this period, the two of them began to test each other about Sun Wukong in a roundabout way. Then Ma Rufeng grabbed Tang Jing and entered the palace, and then began to test each other about Sun Wukong, without any results.
After that, Ma Rufeng wanted to spend money to "play" Boss Zhou.
There seemed to be no problem with the whole thing, and there was nothing wrong with Ma Rufeng. It was just that his words were too arrogant and his behavior was too arrogant.
But Han You always felt that Ma Rufeng seemed to have other evil intentions.
"Master Tang Jing, do you think it's too little?"
Ma Rufeng laughed loudly: "Then I will be the master again. How about fifty thousand guan. With the money, you can also find a job in the palace. Why do you have any hesitation about honoring your ancestors?"
The emperor's face turned ugly again. It was the emperor who had the final say on who served in the palace. What relationship did it have with Ma Rufeng? How dare he make the decision.
But then I thought about it, if I really gave Tang Jing 50,000 yuan, wouldn't he be able to find any excuse to blackmail him... No, deduct some salary or something.
"Fifty thousand guan is too little, so how about 100,000 guan."
Boss Zhou's eyes lit up when Ma Rufeng increased the price. Even though he knew that Lao Deng had evil intentions and disgusted him, he was still moved.
With the sound of "One Hundred Thousand Guan", even Concubine Qing subconsciously looked at the Emperor.
It’s better to know your husband than your wife. Concubine Qing knows very well what kind of character Boss Zhou is.
Tang Jing was extremely anxious. This book was not written by him at all. How could he dare to nod in agreement? He became even more nervous.
"Ma... Mr. Ma."
Tang Jing bravely said: "Student...student, please accept your orders."
"Isn't that too little?" Ma Rufeng exclaimed generously, "Then let's give it two hundred thousand guan."
Tang Jing took a breath of cold air. He had never burned so much before visiting the grave.
My heart is moved, but I don't dare to move my mouth. It's the same sentence. The book was not written by him.
Tang Jing looked at Han You again.
Han You looked confused, but noticed that Ma Rufeng was still looking at Tang Jing, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he had a guess.
"Mawen is indeed very wealthy."
Han You said cheerfully: "It's a pity that Mr. Tang doesn't care about money."
"What about three hundred thousand guan."
Ma Rufeng said calmly: "These three hundred thousand guan are worth the tax money of merchants in the capital. Tang Jingjing and his descendants will have no worries about food and clothing for nine generations. How about that."
Han You laughed loudly because he confirmed his suspicion.
"Mawen, you are such a cute and naughty person."
Han You nodded towards Tang Jing, then pointed to the seat next to him: "Sit here."
Tang Jing was granted amnesty and subconsciously ran over. After sitting next to Han You, he felt as if he had found a safe haven and breathed a sigh of relief.
The emperor, the old eunuch, and Concubine Qing looked at each other, but Ma Rufeng looked as usual.
Han You looked at Ma Rufeng again and was filled with emotion.
How could Lao Deng, who could make even the emperor fearful, have no city government? How could he have stopped fighting after a few words? How could his son have suffered such a big loss and suppressed the bad anger in his heart? All of these were aimed at He, Han You, and Ma Rufeng had long known that these books were written by him, Han You!
Han You looked at the emperor and smiled shyly: "Your Majesty, in fact, those essays were written by students, signed by Wang Hai, who is the guardian of the mansion. As for the owner of Moxiang Pavilion, Mr. Tang Jingtang, he just helped the students copy and sell them. That’s all.”
Boss Zhou was dumbfounded: "Did you write it?"
"Yes, students wrote it."
Boss Zhou was really shocked. He never expected that this boy was so versatile. If he had known earlier, he would have asked the eunuch to spend money to buy a chicken feather. It would be great to call Han You directly and talk to him directly. He could also take the opportunity to share some points.
Boss Zhou was shocked, the old eunuch was shocked, and so was Concubine Qing. Only Ma Rufeng smiled.
"It turns out that it was written by Mr. Han. He is indeed a talented person."
Ma Rufeng looked at Han You with a somewhat provocative expression: "Since it is written by Mr. Han, the price is a bit low. How about 400,000 guan, no, 500,000 guan."
This time it was the emperor's turn to take a breath of cold air and almost scream "yes".
Unexpectedly, Han You shook his head: "Don't say 500,000 guan, even if it is a million guan, the students will not be able to obey the order."
"Idiot!" Boss Zhou finally couldn't hold it back: "I don't want you to stay in the palace. You can just go into the palace and talk freely in your free time. Why should you refuse?"
"Student...student has exhausted all his talents."
Han You smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The student is slow to write and speak this book, and it will be delayed until the end of the Year of the Monkey."
"You're so fucking stupid..."
Just this "five hundred thousand yuan", Boss Zhou, who looked like he had never seen money before, winked at Han You quickly, and his eyelids almost blinked with sparks.
Stupid, no one else knows whether you write or not. Wouldn't it be nice for us two to sit on the ground and share the spoils?
Ma Rufeng added fuel to the fire: "Could it be that Mr. Han thinks that selling it to the world is more profitable than reading books to His Majesty?"
These words were a bit heartbreaking, and even Concubine Qing and Wen Wu noticed something was wrong.
"I said, don't say 500,000 guan, let alone 1 million guan. The students will not be able to obey."
"In that case..." Ma Rufeng showed a victor's smile: "Then I won't force myself to do anything difficult for others."
"Wait a minute."
The emperor was almost anxious. He glared at Han You and shouted: "Five hundred thousand yuan, the Ma family has a huge business, but it is just a drop in the bucket. If this old coffin... If Ma Rufeng refuses to admit his debt, I will make the decision for you, so I won't accept it soon."
Han You also wanted to curse, but he suppressed his anger and helplessness: "Students really can't write or speak."
"you…"
Han You lowered his head and remained silent.
Ma Rufeng wanted to laugh out loud, looking like he was watching a good show.
Concubine Qing sighed silently: "Your Majesty, I am tired, can you go back to Qingyue Palace to rest."
The emperor's eyes were so angry that he didn't even look at himself when he saw Han You looking like a corpse. After being silent for a long time, he waved his hand: "Yun, call off the banquet."
Ma Rufeng stood up and said, "Since I am tired, I am too old to stay here for a long time. Your Majesty is well, and your Majesty is well."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Boss Zhou to say anything, Ma Rufeng walked out backwards, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, and glanced at Han You provocatively.
Boss Zhou was so reluctant to give up. He looked at the 500,000 yuan that was drifting away, and his teeth were almost broken.
Wen Wu quickly waved his hand and ordered all the palace ladies to retreat.
Boss Zhou's expression was gloomy and uncertain. When only Concubine Qing and the old eunuch were left, he slapped the table and looked at Han You with an angry look.
"Are you fucking stupid!"
Han You yelled: "You are fucking stupid!"
The main hall fell into silence.
Concubine Qing was stunned and subconsciously looked at Wen Wu.
Is this kid... always so brave?
The emperor was stunned for several seconds, and then kicked the low table away. Long Yan was furious: "How dare you curse me?!"
With a "plop", Tang Jing knelt down and kowtowed.
Han You picked up Tang Jing and said, "Kowtow to your mother, let's go out of the palace!"
