Three hundred thousand?

Or 400,000?

If it was 300,000 yuan, Baoyu would still lose to Ke Liangce, but if it was 400,000 yuan plus a fraction of the '1', Baoyu would beat Ke Liangce.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the man in the light blue brocade robe with strange eyes.

Facing everyone's eyes, Ke Liangce was unconscious, just looked up at the black clouds in the sky, and his brain gradually oozed a drop of cold sweat.

After winning, he naturally stood on the same level as Baoyu, and Ke Liangce didn't think he would lose to Baoyu.

But if the incense ink poured in exceeded 400,000, he would lose to the end.

Two levels, a full level of suppression, Jia Baoyu has a knighthood again, and he is still the concubine of the Guogong Mansion.......

Once he thought of this, Ke Liangce felt that there was a big mountain that he couldn't breathe.

[It is impossible to exceed 400,000 pieces, a thousand cowhides, and you can't make so many ink strips when you kill them!]

Ke Liangce shouted wildly in his heart, but no matter what, he had always been proud and had no foundation.

Making ink strips, he doesn't understand;

He doesn't know how to make soot incense ink!

For the first time, Ke Liangce felt that his knowledge was so barren, and it was also the first time in his life that he lost the certainty of victory!

Soon the ink strip was near, and everyone was pushed open by a gentle force, revealing a large open space.

The ink strip fell on the ground, and immediately a person stepped forward to count it.

The barbarian governor also went over in person, and after a long while, he suddenly shook his head.

"Is it enough for 400,000?"

"Lord Barbarian, hurry up!"

"If it's enough for 400,000 yuan, plus 100,000 yuan on the ship, Jia Baoyu will win, but if it's not enough......"

Hearing the urgent cries around him, Ke Liangce's head seemed to be raining, and a cold sweat was falling the size of beans.

For others, this is just a result, at most a gamble between colleagues, but for him, it is a matter of life and death.

Ke Liangce felt that his life was no longer in his hands, but on the pile of ink strips

If Jia Baoyu wins, he doesn't think he can survive the end of his three-year tenure.

The Shangguan who is one rank higher is from the sixth grade, and eighty percent has to serve as the inspector of the barbarian chief yamen. He knew very well that Baoyu had sensed something in the Crampons Clan.

Directly under the boss, directly under the jurisdiction, Jia Baoyu will never be soft-hearted and leave him alive!

Finally suppressed the bitterness in his heart, Ke Liangce said in a deep voice: "Lord Barbarian, please indicate the result." ”

Hearing this, the barbarian governor sighed and said in a loud voice: "The Firehand Clan, once again hand over 400,000 yuan of the best incense and ink, a total of 500,000 yuan of the best incense and ink, worth 500,000 taels of silver!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

500,000 taels?

Isn't that the same amount as the amount that Ke Liangce handed in?

The two are tied!

Everyone couldn't help but look back and forth between Baoyu and Ke Liangce, only to feel that hearing a big joke was so absurd and uninhibited.

"It's interesting, it happens to be a tie, how to divide this first one?"

"The barbarian area has always been barren, let alone a tax of 500,000 taels, even if there are very few more than 100,000 taels, there has never been two things that are the same, and it is difficult to distinguish the first one. The barbarian governor is going to be embarrassed. ”

"Two and a half million taels, haha, it's so interesting! This is really an eye-opener!"

Officials and literati talked a lot, especially when they saw that Ke Liangce and Jia Baoyu had dull eyes, the smile couldn't be hidden.

Ke Liangce's throat gurgled and looked at Baoyu stupidly, and then pulled out a very strange smile.

Baoyu's face was not quite right, as if the Manchu Han banquet was in front of him, and he took a bite in the past, ahhhhhh

"Hey, Brother Bao, you guys are tied, then our bet doesn't count!"

Chen Shuichi was very happy.

Baoyu rolled her eyes and repeated, "I don't remember we had a bet. ”

As he spoke, Baoyu took a deep breath and couldn't help but hum twice.

[500,000 in total?

In fact, Baoyu had calculated the output of the Crampons tribe.

That cold ice spirit, even if Ke Liangce forced the Crampon tribe to death, it would only be about five thousand yuan at most.

And with the nature of a literati, he should be able to make up a whole number, which is worth 500,000 taels of silver.

So Baoyu had already prepared the ink strip, not much, just half a million and so a '1'.

[Where did that piece go? Lost it halfway? Impossible, Jinshi's divine thoughts will never miss something, but it's gone for no reason!]

Baoyu doesn't feel very comfortable, even if that ink strip is eaten by a dog, there is always a place to go, right?

"I still want to leave some possessions for the Firehand tribe, bastard, my hope is in vain...... No matter who took that ink strip, Viscount Ben must make him look good!"

Baoyu gritted her teeth and muttered, her voice so soft that only she could hear it.

But Ji Wuxi, who was far away in the warm coal cave, suddenly shuddered, with a wry smile on his face.

Syllable!

Ji Wuxian gave himself another slap in the face.

"I just said that I wouldn't provoke him, damn it, I provoked him again! I don't admit it, after all, I'm old, I'm just a waste who relies on little ghosts and Buddhas to eat and wait for death. ”

Ji Wuxian raised his palm and wanted to send a piece of fragrant ink over, but he quickly retracted it.

This has been counted, and if you send another piece, can you still make some movement to smash a hole?

Ji Wuxian sighed and said to himself: "Forget it, I won't admit it anyway, I won't admit it if I die......"

Just when the barbarian governor was full of embarrassment, dozens of purple-robed jinshi fell in the air.

The appearance of these jinshi symbolizes that the ink strips have been moved, and it also makes the barbarian governor completely hopeless, and falls into a dilemma that cannot be judged.

"This is really embarrassing for the official. We are barbarians in the general yamen, and there has never been a thing where two leaders appeared. ”

The barbarian governor was embarrassed to speak, and his eyes for help were thrown to Chen Longbow.

But at this time, Chen Changgong was also particularly difficult.

Suddenly, Ke Liangce walked out slowly, with a smile on his face and a feeling of embarrassment.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't be embarrassed, this matter ......

It's all because Ke is someone, just thinking about making up an integer, everyone knows that we literati all have a feeling of being uncomfortable not making up whole numbers. ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, Baoyu muttered in a low voice: "Obsessive-compulsive disorder, Wenqing disease." ”

Then, Baoyu dragged his chin and looked at Ke Liangce boredly.

I saw Ke Liangce take out his palm into the left cuff, and when he stretched it out, he spread his palm to everyone.

An ice-blue, crystal-like amber shape was sitting quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Crampon Clan's tax is actually five thousand and one piece, which is five hundred thousand plus one hundred taels of silver. ”

Ke Liangce's voice was very light and light, but in everyone's ears, it made people feel shocked.

One more piece of ice, then, is Ke Liangce winning?

Ke Liangce is the one who reported on the work of the officials this time, the first official!

The barbarian governor breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "In this way, Ke Liangce is ......"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, the voice of boredom rang out.

The barbarian turned to look and found Baoyu leaning against the side of the ship, his expression infinitely gloomy.

"It's true, I've been working overtime lately, and the brothers of the Firehand clan are all tired and half dead, and I wanted to leave them some household goods, but it's not easy to talk to the barbarians in the future. ”

Baoyu sighed for a while, and asked Xiucai to take his white big coat and hand it to the purple-robed jinshi who was in the lead.

Then, Baoyu bent down and saluted, "Please go again, seniors, this time, take the juniors." ”

The jinshi knew the relationship between Baoyu and Chen Changgong, and nodded directly in agreement, but when they took it, their eyes were particularly deep.

"Brother Bao is very good, and he will be sympathetic to his subordinates. ”

"Those barbarians must have a lot of benefits to follow Brother Bao, but I don't know how much incense ink there is. ”

"Go and see, even if there is an extra hundred and one pieces, it will be a win. ”

The jinshi closed their eyes, and their powerful divine thoughts shot into the air hundreds of feet high in an instant.

At this time, Ke Liangce's expression was particularly ugly.

He didn't lie, there was really only one piece of cold ice left, but Jia Baoyu still had stock, this ......

"Impossible! There are already 500,000 pieces of incense ink, Jia Baoyu can't still have stock! It must be the latest production!"

Ke Liangce bent down to the barbarian governor and said earnestly: "The tax can only be paid up to seven days ago, that is, when we set off from the territory, and the incense ink made after that cannot be counted!"

Hearing this, the barbarian governor looked at Baoyu in embarrassment.

He knew that this was the rule, but because of Chen Changgong's face, he didn't dare to respond.

But at this time, Baoyu waved his hand very casually.

"Let him be, let's ...... according to the rules"

As he was talking, the sky was dark and oppressive, and once again it seemed to be a black cloud.

Everyone knew that this was Xiangmo flying, but the amount was ......

"It's terrifying, and it's no less than 300,000!"

"How is that possible? The closer this is, how can I feel that there are as many as 400,000? In seven days, I can't make 400,000 pieces of incense ink. ”

Xiangmo is still far away, and everyone already knows it, and they cast a particularly strange gaze at Ke Liangce.

Is it possible to make such a huge amount of incense ink in seven days?

Brother Bao has said, whatever you want,

It's up to you, it's really ...... Casual enough......

Xiangmo landed, and dozens of Jinshi opened their eyes at the same time, they looked at each other, and they didn't know what to think of Baoyu anymore.

Without waiting for the barbarian governor to make an inventory, the leading Jinshi waved his hand and said: "There is no need to count, it is exactly 500,000 yuan, half of it is hidden and half is hidden. ”

"Brother Bao is so generous, it's really relaxing to be your subordinate. ”

"Those white-robed talents, in the future, there will be blessings to enjoy......"

The jinshi laughed and talked a few words, saluted Chen Changgong, thought about it, and said hello to Baoyu before leaving.

And as they left, the Barbarian Governor read the result.

"Jia Baoyu, the first official to report on his work, was promoted to one level according to the rules. ”

Hearing this, Baoyu laughed softly: "Then the lower official is now from the sixth grade?"

"That's right, the official robe and the big seal will arrive along with the paperwork, and before that, Brother Bao is waiting in Sky Wolf City. ”

"Thank you, Shangguan. ”

Baoyu arched his hand, very polite.

However, just when the barbarian governor wanted to leave, Baoyu handed over a post.

"Please go to the official, Your Majesty said that all the officials in Jiafu have been promoted to the next level, and the Xiucai under my command are all followed by Baoyu, and they have also entered Jiafu, and they have to worry about Shangguan. ”

"They're not officials......"

The barbarian governor had just spoken, and suddenly snatched the post and glanced at it, so angry that his beard was cocked.

"This ......."

"All the officials of the Firehand Clan have been promoted to one level?"

"Bastard!"

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