In the Changyi Mansion, it was only a cup of tea, and the merchants and gentry all went and returned.

They hurriedly entered the palace and begged Confucius for help: "Master Kong, please save the people of this Yidu City!" ”

Confucius Master Meng pretended to be surprised, and he said, "How can you say this? How did the ruler not care about the people? ”

Everyone said: "Master Kong, you don't know, the commander is packing up and preparing to return to Jinan!" ”

Confucius Meng said: "Lord Wang wants to leave, what does it have to do with the people?" ”

He continued to pretend to be stupid, but he sneered in his heart: When I begged you to pay, you passed the buck to each other, and now it's finally your turn to beg me!

"Lord Wang is the emperor's person, and the official can't command him, if he insists on leaving, the official can't protect himself, how can he save you?"

"Master Kong, do you have some friendship with Lord Cui, the deputy envoy of Jinyiwei? You go to Lord Cui to plead for mercy, presumably Lord Cui's face, Lord Wang will still give it. ”

Confucius Meng pretended to be embarrassed and did not speak.

When everyone saw him embarrassed, they all bowed to the ground: "Lord Kong, this is the life of the people of a city, if you don't agree, we won't be able to kneel and get up!" ”

"Alas, what are you doing, you can't do it, you can't do it..."

Confucius Shimeng's heart was very happy, he had to beg them for some money for the livelihood of hundreds of thousands of displaced people, but he was disgraced and touched his nose, and now he finally had the opportunity to let go of this evil breath in his heart, how could he let them go so easily.

Confucius Meng was embarrassed: "Although this official has been ordered by the emperor, the general. Take care of the affairs of Yidu City, but after all, Lord Wang is the emperor's person, and no one can command it except the emperor. If he insists on leaving, this official and General Cui will not be able to stay! ”

When everyone heard this, they all felt like mourning.

Everyone was worried when they saw Yang Shining walking in.

The crowd hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Shining shook his head with a bitter face, and he said, "Master Kong, the net worth and life of the people in the whole city depend on you. ”

Confucius Shimeng sneered in his heart: If you knew today, why bother at the beginning.

Confucius Master Meng said pretendedly: "Alas, Lord Yang, you must also know Lord Wang's temper..."

Yang Shining has also lived in officialdom for a long time, so he naturally knows the rules of officialdom, and officialdom talks about feelings; The second is about finance. So he knew that this was Confucius Shimeng's excuse, because he didn't give enough face, as long as he gave enough face, things would be smooth.

He frowned and said, "We are in the same boat, if Yidu City is broken by Kong Youde, presumably Master Kong will not be able to escape from it." Why should Master Kong bully each other? As long as Lord Kong can help the mansion to keep Lord Wang and jointly guard the safety of Yidu City, what will Lord Kong command in the future, this mansion will not be able to be resigned! ”

That's what I've been waiting for!

At this point, it would be annoying to shirk it again, and Confucius Shimeng also said directly: "The resettlement fees for these hundreds of thousands of displaced people have not been settled, you see..."

Yang Shining sighed bitterly: It turned out that it was still a matter of the homeless, and what should have come is still coming.

He asked, "I wonder how Master Kong resettles these displaced people?" How much more will it cost? ”

"How to settle it is the official's business, as long as Lord Yang cooperates, as for the silver two, I still have to trouble Lord Yang."

Everyone looked at Confucius and Meng with blank eyes, expecting him to say a number that he could accept.

Confucius Master Meng looked around at everyone with cold eyes, and he said: "No more, no less, the whole tattoo is 150,000 taels of silver!" ”

That's 50,000 taels more than before!

Everyone gasped and remained silent, not daring to speak.

Confucius Meng said coldly: "Hmph, if you feel embarrassed, forget it, you can handle the city defense by yourself." Come on, send off! ”

Now that everyone's lives are in the hands of Confucius and Meng, how can they dare to say the word "no"? They hurriedly stopped Confucius Meng and said: "Don't be embarrassed, don't be embarrassed, for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, but also for the emperor, it is appropriate to give some money..."

As the saying goes, a monk can't run the temple if he runs, these people are all big families, where will they be willing to abandon their family and business? Although 150,000 taels of silver is a lot, it is nothing compared to real estate and land deeds.

What's more, if the Tartars really entered Yidu City and their lives were gone, how could they keep the silver?

When Confucius Meng saw that his goal had been achieved, he pretended to comfort them again.

Yang Shining said again: "Master Kong, you see that the king commands the envoy..."

Confucius Shimeng was in a good mood, and he said: "Lord Yang don't worry, this official will accompany you on a trip, and I think Lord Wang will still give this thin noodles to this official." ”

The two came to the military camp on the outskirts of the city again, and this time they met Wang Jian very smoothly.

As soon as Wang Jian heard that Yang Shining was coming again, she asked Cui Yi to take out her luggage again, and pretended to be packing it up again.

Yang Shining said with a bitter face: "Lord Wang, for the emperor's sake, you must not ignore the hundreds of thousands of people in the city." ”

"Hmph, this Yidu is not Lao Tzu, what does it have to do with Lao Tzu? Get out of the way, don't delay Lao Tzu to pack up. ”

No matter what Yang Shining said, Wang Jian's hand to pack his luggage never stopped, and he couldn't help but hurriedly say: "This mansion wants to go to the emperor to join you!" ”

Wang Jian dropped the luggage he was packing, pointed to his nose and said, "What are you!" Lao Tzu is the third product of the Eight Classics, you are a small prefect, and Lao Tzu is not worthy of carrying shoes, join me? Joke, you don't pay any money, you don't go out of the land, but you want Lao Tzu to work for you, I'm bah! ”

Yang Shining was scolded by Wang Jian, and was sprayed with a spit on his face, he finally knew that Wang Jian was a fool who relied on the emperor's favor and did evil, this kind of person was the most unreasonable, and he was greedy for life and afraid of death.

He turned to Confucius and Meng Dao: "Master Kong, look at this..."

Confucius Master Meng persuaded with good words: "Lord Wang, you don't know, Lord Yang and the squires generously donated 150,000 taels as the resettlement fee for the families of the soldiers in the city. ”

Wang Jian's eyes rolled, and he said greedily: "Oh... 150,000 taels! How many beautiful women can you find? ”

Wang Jian snapped his fingers: "A maid counts ten taels of silver, wow, 150,000 taels, that's 15,000 maids..."

He looked up and down at the two of them: they had entered the camp without any boxes.

He asked with a puzzled face, "What about mine?" ”

Confucius Meng also saw Wang Jian's greedy little eyes, and he was speechless for a while.

Yang Shining was also embarrassed: "This..."

Wang Jian saw that the two were embarrassed, and immediately became angry: "What?!" Don't have Lao Tzu's share? Lao Tzu came all the way to this poor and remote place, there is silver, but there is no share of Lao Tzu, so what about you talk to Lao Tzu and entertain Lao Tzu? ”

Everyone in the world knows that Jinyiwei is not easy to mess with, so Yang Shining had to say bitterly: "I don't know how much Lord Wang wants?" ”

Wang Jian stretched out five fingers.

"Five thousand taels?"

"Cui Yi, you bastard, where are you dead, hurry up and pack your luggage for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't stay in this ghost place for a day."

"Fifty thousand taels, fifty thousand taels... Can't I get out! ”

Yang Shining wanted to die, and Confucius Meng found them and asked them to raise a resettlement fee of 100,000 taels of displaced people, but they prevaricated for a long time before they raised 2,000 taels. I didn't expect it to be twice as many now, a full 200,000 taels!