The beard at the corner of King Qing's mouth throbbed violently twice, he thought he was ready to accept it, but in fact he didn't, his face turned red.

Several squires and wealthy businessmen were also depressed at this time, and even the prince of King Qing was dying, not to mention his own son.

The big knife was raised, Ning Zhiyuan's eyes flashed, and he controlled the blade to turn between Zhu Zhuohong's legs, and stabbed at the crotch of the person on the ground.

"Ah" A miserable scream sounded in the air, making everyone's hearts tremble again, and they looked at Zhu Zhuohong a little unbearably, but found that he was still screaming, and couldn't help but light up in front of him, and when he saw where he was hurting, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his crotch.

Throwing the knife to the soldiers on the side casually, Ning Zhiyuan had already turned around and walked towards his house, sighing secretly, he didn't kill anyone, not because he was afraid of the serious consequences, but because of the thoughts of several girls, afraid that they would blame themselves.

A group of people also left intermittently with Ning Zhiyuan's departure, leaving only some soldiers to clean up the streets, while several guards from King Qing's Mansion carried Zhu Zhuohong back, and blood flowed down between his legs along the way, making the ugly face of the middle-aged King Qing more and more ugly.

It's just that a few squires and rich businessmen were dumbfounded, what does it mean that the son was castrated, but his son was taken away?

"Go back and get the money to ransom people," among the few people, Qian Bi sighed and said, he also understands the character of this Lord Ning, last time he spent money to eliminate disasters because of the land, and this time he has to use money to ransom people, fortunately, his son is fine, but that little cub doesn't want to live anymore, and dares to provoke this Governor Ning.

The girl Ning Zhiyuan was holding was Zhou Zhi, he heard Zhu Zhuohong's words, saw the girl's lost expression, and felt a ripple in his heart.

Zhou Zhi was pulled by Ning Zhiyuan a little timidly, but she didn't break free, she found that she seemed to like this feeling, and her cute little face was blushing.

"Ning Lang, just say this once, thank you." Liu Ru said softly, with a happy smile on her face, she once again saw Ning Zhiyuan's concern for herself and others.

Ning Daguan smiled, didn't speak, everything was what he should do.

Soon back in the house, he knew that although the girls were happy about their actions, the bloody scene definitely shocked them, and he himself experienced a lot of battles, and some of them were used to it.

"This kind of scene you won't see in the future." Ning Zhiyuan said softly.

Several girls were silent, enjoying Ning Zhiyuan's care, Zhou Zhimei's eyes blinked, and she couldn't help but think of the scene of Ning Zhiyuan's own body, and smirked.

For a long time, the sunset began to hang on the edge of the day, and a few squires and wealthy businessmen finally came, Ning Zhiyuan was still worried that they couldn't figure out what they meant, it seemed that they were thinking too much, and when he saw the money in the crowd, he snorted coldly.

Just wanted to give them a dismount.

Those sons and brothers, when Ning Zhiyuan arrived, almost didn't say a word, so he never thought about asking for their lives, the only people he wanted to kill were Zhu Zhuohong and those who surrounded Liu Ru were their subordinates, and brought them back, just for his own convenience and to act with these merchant squires.

The silver given by several people is 10,000 taels per person to redeem their son, which must have been discussed, which is a lot, but Ning Zhiyuan hasn't taken it seriously.

"You've raised a good son." Ning Zhiyuan glanced at their list lightly, and then sneered, there were five or six businessmen in front of him, almost one-sixth of the whole of Ningxia, after all, Ningxia is a very small place, and it has been in war for many years.

Everyone's faces changed, looking at what this means, whether Lord Ning was dissatisfied with his ransom or made up his mind to kill someone, he couldn't help but look at Qian Bi.

It wasn't their only son who was caught, but he was the favorite, otherwise they wouldn't have been allowed to come out and make a mess.

"Lord Ning, what do you think of this?" Qian Bi took out another gift slip from his arms again and gave it to Ning Zhiyuan.

This time it was 50,000 taels per person, Ning Zhiyuan sneered, "Why didn't you take this out before." ”

Qian Bi's face remained unchanged and said, "If you can spend less, you will naturally spend as little as possible." ”

"Add up the two, and I-sama will think about it."

Now even Qian Bi is a little suspicious, not because of 60,000 taels of silver per person, but because Ning Zhiyuan considered the word, it seems that there are other requirements.

"If you have any difficulties, just ask, we will definitely solve your problems."

Ning Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, and when he heard this, he spoke.

"How many of you have a lot of land in Ningxiawei?"

The hall was quiet, Ning Zhiyuan's words were not polite, if they were talking on an equal footing, he would call a few people outsiders.

How important the land is, not because of how much it is worth, it is the foundation, it is the most real, so businessmen like to buy land after making money, and farming is not much money, but it can be passed down from generation to generation.

Qian Bi especially knew that he had been taught a lesson about this land before, and it was because land was very precious that he bought this land from Yuan Shao.

"There are still 8,000 acres in the small people's homes." Qian Bi said with some bitterness, he has already decided, if the adults really want this land, he will not care about the life or death of his son, anyway, he still has a son, and he can still live.

"There are 7,000 acres in the small people's homes" and "there are still villains"

A group of people followed Qian Bi to report the figures, Ning Zhiyuan calculated, there were more than 30,000 acres, which made him slightly surprised, it seems that Ningxia Wei still has at least more than 100,000 land in the hands of the landlord and squire.

"How about a business with you?" Ning Zhiyuan looked at the appearance of this group of old people and said lightly.

"Tell me, sir." Qian Bi replied helplessly.

Ordered someone to present a few glasses and let a few people look at them, which were remade by Ning Daguan after coming to Ningxia, and the original intention was to find a few merchants to sell them as channels.

"This is" several people said with surprise in their tones, for fear of breaking the handicrafts in their hands, "What does this mean, Lord Liubei?" ”

Everyone asked excitedly, vaguely guessing something.

"Lord Ben can give you a large number of glass cups, and then you can sell them, but your land will be handed over to Lord Ben." Ning Zhiyuan said softly.

Everyone pondered, the embarrassed expression on their faces had disappeared, and they were just thinking about the possibility of this matter, in their hearts, they could use silver money to redeem their son, but they would not use a lot of money to redeem their son, let alone a lot of land to redeem people.

"Lord Ben will settle accounts for you, when I was in Jinling, Lord Ben sold a total of 200,000 yuan in more than ten days, and I sold 800 taels for each price" Ning Zhiyuan said intermittently, in fact, when he was in Jinling, he didn't make so much money, because the channel was not opened at that time, and he only sold a few in the Qinglou.

Everyone was shocked, the boss with long eyes was frightened by this huge number, they did business once a few months, and each time the profit was only in the hundreds of thousands of taels, with their acumen they naturally knew the attraction of this thing, even they themselves wanted to buy some back, but they didn't expect the price space to be so big.

"I don't know what the price the adults gave us." Qian Bi asked after a long time.

"Eight hundred taels." Ning Zhiyuan said lightly, "The current price in Jinling is one thousand taels. He had instructed Li Dingfang to adjust the price as early as a month ago, and recently sent him a few recipes so that he could make cups of different colors.

"And each of you can get a limited amount of goods, according to the land you hand over to this lord, to stipulate how many goods you can get in a year," Ning Zhiyuan said again, "According to the ratio of 50 a year for 1,000 mu, for example, if you can get 8,000 mu, you can get 400." ”

Feeling that his words had been made clear, Ning Zhiyuan stopped talking and waited for the plans of these businessmen.

"Can you inform Jinling of the price increase?" Qian Bi asked with a gleam in his eyes. "Up to five thousand taels."

Ning Zhiyuan looked at the gray light, and suddenly felt that he was not a qualified businessman, but fortunately he was not a businessman.