It's about a cup of tea.

Wang Zhen came in with a dark face, and it was obvious that his conversation with Tang Bao'er had disappointed him.

"Wang Weng, what's the matter, is the subordinate official cheating and impostoring?" Meng Yan smiled and asked.

"Master Meng, has this Tang Chen's mother and son been found by you a long time ago?" Wang Zhensi thought about it, there was only one situation, Tang Chen's mother and son had already been found by Meng Yan to control him, but he kept it a secret, deliberately took Liang Song and Xining out of the city for a walk, and finally designed a horse fall incident to kill Xining!

This qiē was deliberately set up by this kid surnamed Meng, and from the very beginning, he had mastered the mother and son of Tang Chen, and he did not leak this news at all.

What, the ten-day military order is simply a joke, the person has long been in his hands, when will it be handed over, and it is not up to him to have the final say?

"Wang Weng, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything casually, in front of the saint, you speak lightly, otherwise the lower officials can sue you for slander!" Meng Yan said coldly.

Zhu Qizhen also felt that Wang Zhen's suspicion was too serious, this Meng Yan could find people in ten days, and in the end, Tang Chen's surrender, in his opinion, was mostly due to luck.

It was Meng Yankan who broke the reputation brought to him by the "Bai Suxin" unjust case before, so Tang Chen's family dared to go to the Yamen of the Inspection Department to surrender.

If you change to a yamen, it may not be.

[Wang Zhen was hit by Meng Yan like this, and his lungs exploded, but he couldn't attack in front of the emperor.

But he admitted that he lost, and he couldn't save face.

"Mr. Wang, how are you asking?" Zhu Qizhen is also a little unhappy, the facts are all in front of you, you still don't admit it, you have to ask someone to slap a big scraper on your face. Are you comfortable?

"This, master, the old slave just asked a few general questions, and the child answered them all." Wang Zhenqi said with a voice.

"Answered?"

"Yes, master, it's all answered." Wang Zhendao. "I just don't know if anyone taught him beforehand."

"Wang Weng, this is a crime of bullying the king, you have to think about it!" Meng Yan asked coldly.

"Master Meng, this is not impossible, is it?" Wang Zhenlao blushed and retorted.

"Wang Weng, the lower officials don't know that you want to ask the child questions, and I don't know what questions you want to ask, how to teach them?"

"This ......"

"Even if the lower official taught some questions to the child in advance, it was a five or six-year-old child. How much can he remember, how much can he understand, not to mention, the lower officials don't know what questions Wang Weng will ask? Meng Yan sneered, "If Wang Weng can't afford to lose, don't make this bet, so as not to make the lower officials look down on him." ”

Wang Zhen almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of old blood and vomited it!

Is he a man who can't afford to lose, isn't it just a matter of silver? The kid surnamed Meng, you dare to open your mouth in front of the emperor? “

"It's not that you can't afford to lose, that's the best." Meng Yan nodded. "Holy Lord, Wang Weng has personally admitted that he lost a bet with his subordinates."

"Mr. Wang, can I, the witness, judge like that?" Zhu Qizhen smiled, seeing Wang Zhen lose the bet, he was not half unhappy in his heart. On the contrary, I have a feeling that I find it very interesting.

"The old slave naturally listens to the master!" Wang Zhen bowed slightly.

"Okay, I will decide that the bet between the two of you is won by Meng Aiqing, and Mr. Wang no longer has any objection to Meng Aiqing's appointment as the Qin Mission!" Zhu Qizhen announced.

"The old slave has no objection!"

"Wechen has no objections!"

"That's all for today. It's not too early, it's time for me to go back to the palace, Meng Aiqing, you don't have to send each other. ”

"Holy Lord, please wait a moment!" Meng Yan called Zhu Qizhen.

"Is Meng Aiqing still in trouble?"

"Shengshang, when I came just now, Wang Weng said that it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, and what Weichen wants to say is that it is better to hit the day than to choose a day, so please ask the saint to be a witness today, and let Wang Weng cash out the bet, so that the lower officials of the province will run again, what do you say, Wang Weng?" Meng Yan teased.

"Meng Yan, don't deceive people too much!"

"Sir!" Zhu Qizhen also felt that Wang Zhen was a little out of grace, even if he lost, it shouldn't be like this, not to mention that he said that winning or losing would be his.

"Master, he is clearly humiliating the old slave!"

"Wang Weng, how could the lower officials ever humiliate you, did they attack you with any vicious words, or scolded you, it seems that you have been accusing the lower officials, right?" Meng Yan sneered.

"You, you ......" Wang Zhen was speechless.

"Mr. Wang, I am waiting for you outside, you and Meng Aiqing have finished talking about the matter, and then go back to the palace with me!" Zhu Qizhen was also angry, this fact is in front of him, there is no shame in admitting defeat, I really don't understand, where is Wang Zhen, who taught him how to be a human being in the past.

Seeing the emperor's disappointed eyes, Wang Zhen's heart trembled, and he realized that he might really be too careful, and neglected what he needed to maintain the most.

That is his image and status in the emperor's heart, and now this image is collapsing, which can be seen from the emperor's disappointed eyes.

This is quite a red flag!

Losing the trust of the emperor, he is a eunuch, it is really nothing.

"Wang Weng, you see, the saint is unhappy, what does the saint's displeasure mean to you, don't you need me to say it clearly?" The emperor walked out, and he and Wang Zhen were the only ones left in the room.

"You kid is one of the toughest people the old man has ever met!" Wang Zhen also took off his disguise and said politely.

"Each other, Wang Zhen, only one of us can survive in the end, do you guess you live, or I live?"

"You ......" Wang Zhen's eyes shrank slightly, this kid is too arrogant, he dares to say such things.

"Thanks, I knew it would have to be me!"

"Bastard, the one I said must be you!" Wang Zhen didn't react for a while, so Meng Yan was robbed, and his angry old face turned red.

"What Guo Jing has done in Datong, you know it, you have made a lot of money over the years, don't put yourself in it." Meng Yan suddenly changed his serious words.

"The old man wants you to teach?" As soon as Wang Zhen's angry words came out, he found that the tone was a little wrong, but the words were all out, and he couldn't take them back if he wanted to.

"Alright. I'm going home to have dinner with my wife, and you don't have time to talk to me about ideals, life, or anything, so let's settle the bet. Meng Yan walked over and pulled out a stack of papers from under a book on the table and walked over.

"This is the budget for Benchincha's business trip. The above details the cost of the required materials, Wang Weng, whether you purchase the above materials for me, or discount, are up to you, however, the materials must not be shoddy! Meng Yan handed the list to Wang Zhen's hand.

"What is this?" Wang Zhen stretched out his hand and took it, confused.

"Wouldn't you just know if you looked at it?"

"Twenty carriages, and they are still from Upong. Twenty quintals of rice, 100 catties of sugar, 3,000 catties of salt......"

The more Wang Zhen reads it, the more dry his mouth feels, are you going to handle the case, or are you going to go on a tour of the mountains and rivers, bringing so much food and drink, you are more pretentious than the emperor's travels?

In addition to food, clothing, housing and transportation. Meng Yan also listed war horses, armor, and various weapons and equipment on it. In addition to bows and knives, firearms, firearms of at least one squad, gunpowder, and lead bullet were required.

And these materials add up to be multiplied by two, that is, double the supplies.

Besides. Meng Yan also listed a list of expenses in the back, such as disability pension, disability allowance, lost work, etc.

Wang Zhen pinched his fingers and counted all these materials. He will spend at least fifty thousand taels of silver!

The food and drink along the way didn't cost a few pieces of silver, even if it was for fear of wearing, the two hundred Qincha guards couldn't cost five thousand taels of silver.

What is expensive is the equipment, horses, weapons, and armor of the Qincha Guard, and what Meng Yan wants is the best thing in the Ming Dynasty.

After a set, counting the war horses, it will cost at least one hundred and fifty taels of silver, and the two hundred guards will spend thirty thousand taels of silver.

There are also those disability and pension expenses, Meng Yan asked for 10,000 taels in one go, and this money is obviously extortion.

The remaining 5,000 taels is considered the round-trip carriage and horse fare.

"Master Meng, you really dare to speak, the master has said that he will pay this account for the old slave." Wang Zhenyin's way of measurement.

"The question is, can you really get the Holy Lord to give you this money?"

"You, don't be complacent, you want so many things, can you eat it, can you use it?" Wang Zhenqi snorted, "Or do you have any plans?" ”

"This is only two hundred people's equipment, what do you say the lower officials have in their intentions?" Meng Yan sneered.

"Let's say it straight, if you want it, the old man can't give it to you!"

"What does Wang Weng mean, let the lower officials directly take the bill and ask the saint for it?" Meng Yan smiled.

"Don't use the master to press me, I'm not scared, old man." Wang Zhen gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, Ming'er will hand the fold to the saint as soon as he is a subordinate official, Mingfa, so that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty will know that your Wang Weng admits gambling and does not admit defeat, and he will pay the debt!" Meng Yan put away the list and said.

"Meng Yan, you ......" Wang Zhenqi coughed loudly.

"Wang Weng, the weather has been hot and cold recently, you have to be careful of your body, when you are old, don't be sick, you don't have the strength to cry."

"Okay, Master Meng, if you are ruthless, how much silver do you want?" Wang Zhen couldn't wait to tear Meng Yan apart on the spot and swallow it into his stomach.

"100,000 taels of stamped silver, I don't want treasure money, as long as the silver ticket, you can give physical silver." Meng Yan said slowly.

"One hundred thousand taels, hello a sharp mouth!" Wang Zhen wanted to vomit blood.

"Xia Guan said that the silver or materials, Wang Weng can choose the same!" Meng Yan said, "But the supplies, I have to get them together within ten days." ”

"Okay, the old man will give you supplies!" Wang Zhen is not stupid, he has to give 100,000 taels of silver, but he can only give about 60,000 taels of materials at most, and if he saves 40,000 taels of silver, this account will be counted as a fool.

"Yes!"

"Give me the list of supplies!" Wang Zhen's face turned green, and he yelled angrily at Meng Yan, he didn't want to stay in this room for another second.

"Thank you, Wang!" Meng Yan smiled slightly, handed the list back into Wang Zhen's hands, and bowed slightly.

"Humph!" Wang Zhen slammed the door and left. (To be continued......) R1292