Chapter 121: Stealing Chickens Doesn't Make Rice
Yang Gao glanced at Zheng Renji lightly, and nodded without smiling: "Yes, Ling Ai is indeed a rare beauty!" ”
Zheng Renji was secretly overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I don't hide it. His Majesty ascended the throne as a young man, and his reputation for the southern and northern wars was famous. Although the little girl has always been out of the door, she has also heard of His Majesty's prestige for a long time, and she has already secretly promised it. Today, the grass people will have the courage to seek a future for the little girl, if His Majesty is satisfied, the grass people are willing to give 200,000 stone grain, 150,000 yuan as the dowry of the little girl! ”
200,000 stone grain, 150,000 yuan, it is really a big deal, and the heritage of the family should not be underestimated.
After so many years of war, coupled with the fact that after Yang Gao recovered the Central Plains, Zhang Juzheng presided over Qingtian in the Central Plains, and almost all the land and property of the Zheng family in Xingyang were divided. But now Zheng Renji opened his mouth to say 200,000 stone of grain and 150,000 yuan. This made Yang Gao quite sigh, the family background is really extraordinary.
However, Yang Gao didn't plan to let Zheng Renji get his wish so simply, he also wanted to scrape some oil and water from Zheng Renji's body, so he shook his head lightly, and said with a smile: "My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good." Mr. Zheng's daughter is indeed a beautiful woman in the city, but this dowry, Mr. Zheng is inevitably a little too stingy, and it seems to be not in line with the royal use. ”
When Zheng Renji heard this, he was so angry that his teeth itched, 200,000 stone grain, 150,000 yuan Yang Gao is actually too little, and Yang Gao actually said it in such a big way, where is this an emperor, it is clearly a ruffian who sits on the ground and starts the price.
But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. If Yang Gao didn't want to go to Shangguan Wan'er, wouldn't the plan he had been painstakingly planning for a long time come to naught? In desperation, he could only grit his teeth and arch his hand and said: "Your Majesty, in the past few years of war in the Central Plains, my Zheng family's business is also sluggish, and I hope Your Majesty... ”
Without waiting for Zheng Renji to finish speaking, Yang Gao interrupted him coldly: "Then you mean that the royal face is not important?" ”
"No, no, no, Your Majesty, that's not what the grass people meant."
When Zheng Renji saw that Yang Gao's face was not good, he was immediately shocked, and hurriedly changed his words: "What the grass people mean is that although the Zheng family's business has been sluggish in the past two years, the grass people still have to take out 400,000 stone grain and 300,000 yuan as the dowry of the little girl. In addition, the grass people heard that His Majesty was in a hurry, and the governors of Xingyang County did not have time to prepare, so His Majesty is still staying in the post house. The grass people have a manor house in the east of the city, which is not very large, but it is well structured. The grass people are willing to dedicate it to His Majesty's resting feet. ”
"That's pretty much it!"
The corners of Yang Gao's mouth hooked slightly, nodded with satisfaction, raised his wine glass and said to Zheng Renji: "Mr. Zheng, it's rare that you are so understanding, knowing that the imperial court is now nervous about taxes, you immediately sent charcoal in the snow and gave me such a generous gift!" ”
Zheng Renji barely squeezed out a smile, arched his hand and said: "Being able to share the worries of Your Majesty is the blessing of the grass people, and it is also the blessing of my Zheng family!" ”
Yang Gao bowed slightly, and said loudly to Yang Ye, the general of the Xingyang garrison who also came to the banquet and was sitting below at the moment: "Uncle Zhenyue Wang, Mr. Zheng Renji is generous, not only is he willing to send his righteous daughter into the palace to serve me, but also decided to donate 400,000 stone grain and 300,000 yuan, you will send someone to the Zheng family's treasury to get money and grain, and I will allocate the military food and military expenses to your Xingyang garrison." ”
"The old minister obeys!"
Yang Ye laughed, and immediately turned his head and instructed Yang Yande: "Wulang, you immediately go back to the camp to mobilize people and horses, and hurry over to get money and food!" ”
"Yes!"
Yang Yande said with his hand, and immediately got up and left the table.
Zheng Renji never expected that Yang Gao would actually order someone to get money and grain at the banquet. Originally, he thought that as long as Shangguan Wan'er succeeded today and Yang Gao died, then the money and food he promised now would not need to be cashed. But who knew that Yang Gao didn't play cards according to the routine at all, so he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he could only pray secretly in his heart.
"Wan'er, my father-in-law has lost all my blood this time, and you must complete the task assigned to you by your father-in-law. As long as you can assassinate Yang Gao'er, in the future, the Tang Emperor will reward our Zheng family heavily, and all the efforts for my father are worth it! ”
What Zheng Renji never expected was that Shangguan Wan'er, whom he had high hopes for, had already decided to rebel when he forcibly forced her to assassinate Yang Gao. Now wait for Yang Gao to summon him alone, and then report Zheng Renji's conspiracy to Yang Gao in one go, and step on him Zheng Renji to gain a foothold in Yang Gao's harem.
"Father-in-law, don't blame me. Wan'er is only sixteen years old this year, and she doesn't want to die just like that. And back then, you were willing to take me in and provide me with rich and glorious clothes, but it was just to take advantage of my posture and want to use me to tie up with those powerful people, and you and I were just using each other. No one owes anyone, so there is no need for me to pay for your Zheng family! ”
Shangguan Wan'er looked at Zheng Renji not far away, and secretly said in her heart.
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That night, after the birthday banquet was dispersed. Yang Gao took Shangguan Wan'er to the manor sent by Zheng Renji to rest.
The manor sent by Zheng Renji is located 20 miles east of Xingyang City, covering an area of more than 150 acres, and the garden is full of tall trees, and the canopy is like an umbrella, which plays a good role in shading. Walking into the park, you can see pavilions, rockery pond fish and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants everywhere, which can be described as extremely luxurious.
Because Yang Gao wanted to come to this manor to rest, so long before the Zheng Mansion banquet was dispersed, this manor was searched five times by the internal guard armor inside and out, guarding all the main roads and guarding against assassins.
As for Yang Gao's bedroom, it is the top priority, and all the items placed in the room, whether new or old, will be replaced, even the few pots of plants placed on the edge of the window are not spared.
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After entering the manor, Shangguan Wan'er followed Yang Gao all the way. As soon as he walked into the bedroom, before Yang Gao could speak, he stretched out his hands and hooked his neck, blushing and said, "Your Majesty, it's not too early, let the concubines wait for Your Majesty to sleep!" ”
The beauties sent to the door should not be in vain, Yang Gao saw that Shangguan Wan'er was so active, and she no longer did anything reserved. He smiled, hugged Shangguan Wan'er's slender waist and walked to the bed.
It is the high-fever silver candle that shines on the red makeup, the low-cluster hibiscus tent, the upside-down phoenix***, and the spring green is turned into a red wave; Sweat dissolves the fragrance of powder, and the situation is sweet and sweet, not a scenery.
After some clouds and rain, Shangguan Wan'er saw that the two of them were already husband and wife, suddenly got up and got out of bed, knelt on the ground naked, and sobbed: "Your Majesty, the concubine has a mortal crime and dare not play, and I hope Your Majesty will be gracious!" ”
The brain-burning article is finally about to be written. To be honest, Xiao Lang doesn't like to write this kind of scheming article very much, but it is impossible for every chapter of historical literature to be a war, no matter what, it has to involve this aspect, Xiao Lang can only write some nonsense casually, and I hope you will forgive me if I don't write well.