Chapter 101: The History of the Struggle of the Peasant Family 47

In fact, Zhang Weiyuan was worried that he would send people up as prisoners of war, if there were no war horses, then this record would be too fake.

And to be able to capture so many barbarians, how can there not be a single horse!

Tian Fengming frowned, this county order is too greedy, and he gave you an inch of merit.

"My lord, this war horse can be driven by soldiers like a military camp, and we are naturally 100,000 willing. And this war horse is very handsome, how can the price of the horse market be more than 100 taels, 48 horses in our village, half the price, the adult can pay 2,400 taels of silver. Tian Fengmin was neither humble nor arrogant.

When the villagers heard this, it was not bad to have silver, and the average family was dozens of taels!

"Yes! My lord, half price is a little bit of a heart for our soldiers. Tian Fuguang felt that Tian Fengming's suggestion was quite good.

In this way, there is no loss in the village, and it will not embarrass the county order.

But what Tian Fuguang didn't expect was that Zhang Weiyuan, the county magistrate, didn't come up with a penny at all. Even the fifty taels of silver that he had thought of rewarding him would have to wait for the reward to be given to him before he would give it to Ikeda Village.

Now Tian Fengming opened his mouth for two thousand four hundred taels of silver, and if this was given to him, he would not die of pain.

And if the two thousand four hundred taels of silver are reported to the imperial court, this merit will not be his, at most it will be a meritorious service.

How did he get promoted?

The villagers saw that the county commander's face was pale, and they were a little weak-hearted. But seeing Tian Fengming's calm face, he suddenly had courage in his heart.

What about your prefectural order? They are reasonable, as long as their village is united, they are not afraid of you.

Zhang Weiyuan was angry to death, but he didn't dare to really attack on the spot. Otherwise, he might not be able to get out of here. In ancient times, the village was very closed, and dozens of households and nearly 100 people in a village really wanted to unite, and the county order had no choice.

Even in modern society, many closed villages are a major problem for the local government, not to mention the complicated situation in ancient times

Moreover, Ikeda Village has a very high prestige in these nearby villages, and maybe it will unite with several nearby villages, and then things will become big, and Zhang Weiyuan will not be able to please him.

After a while, Zhang Weiyuan squeezed out a stiff smile, "In this case, the county does not have enough silver now, can we take the war horse away, and the silver will definitely be given in the future." ”

You group of dead and poor ghosts, when Lao Tzu is promoted, the ghosts will pay you back the silver, let the next county commander pay it back!

Tian Fuguang frowned, "I don't know when the adult said in the future?" ”

Anyway, you've already torn your face, so you have to fight for the greatest interests at this time, otherwise what about your county order? It's really ruthless, and their village will sue the royal court together.

Besides, now Wangjia Village and Linjia Village, now I also listen to Ikeda Village, and there are several nearby villages, if you don't believe it, you are not afraid.

Zhang Weiyuan naturally took this into account.

As a county magistrate, his business ability may not be enough, but this twisting and turning thing is still understood.

Zhang Weiyuan gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the latest, the silver will be delivered." ”

Tian Fengming didn't care about Zhang Weiyuan's gritted teeth, this war had just begun, and Zhang Weiyuan didn't have the energy to deal with them next.

"In that case, thank you, sir. When the money arrives, we will personally send the horse to the Yamen. From now on, horses and people will be adults, and they have nothing to do with Ikeda Village. We are just ordinary people, just live a down-to-earth life. ”

Tian Fengming's attitude is very clear, and he wants to buy merit with money.

Zhang Weiyuan was originally very angry, but when he heard Tian Fengming say this, as long as he gave the silver, the merit would be really his, and the people of Ikeda Village would not talk nonsense.

Zhang Weiyuan looked at the village chief Tian Fuguang again.

Tian Fuguang nodded hurriedly, he couldn't think of much, the silver was the most real in his hand.

"Okay, the money will be delivered tomorrow. Forty-eight war horses, not one is missing. Zhang Weiyuan looked at Tian Fengming and said.

He can see that Ikedamura really has the right to speak, and it is this person who has been obsessed with few words.

Zhang Weiyuan was not happy in his heart, but he couldn't make such a big achievement, it was rare to encounter it once in more than ten years, he wanted it.

Before leaving, Tian Fengming also gave Zhang Weiyuan a hint, "My lord, the silver will arrive tomorrow, and I will give you another surprise." This surprise will be satisfied with the adults and feel that it is worth the money. ”

Although Zhang Weiyuan had a bad impression of Tian Fengming, he felt that Tian Fengming's words were still very credible.

It is not easy to make everyone in a village respect themselves.

The next day, the money arrived.

When the officials took away the war horses, Tian Fengming wrote a letter, and Li Ergou's uncle brought it back.

When the county commander Zhang Weiyuan saw the content of the letter: a small barbarian, a nobleman, and a noble status.

also attached a scimitar with jewels, jade and peculiar patterns, and Zhang Weiyuan called the master.

The master recognized it at a glance, this is a scimitar that can only be used by the little prince of the big barbarian tribe, and the pattern depicted on it is the god worshiped by the barbarians, and the scimitar itself is very exquisite, and the average barbarian can't afford it.

Zhang Weiyuan was excited, and even the sadness of losing more than two thousand taels of silver diluted a lot.

The icing on the cake is not that one plus one equals two, but that it is far greater than two.