As soon as Sheng Minglin came back, he immediately opened the box and counted the silver tickets.

Although I knew that Mrs. Liao personally took it and took it temporarily, and at this critical moment, I was afraid that the silver would not be less, but I was still a little shocked.

There are more than 500,000 taels in the box, more than 500,000!

Although he is not poor, he can't help but hate the rich, and every time he is frightened by these thieves.

Sheng Minglin was still laughing, but he gradually retracted his smile and turned to contemplation.

Lu Wuqi was coaxing him to give him some money, and he couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong?" ”

Sheng Minglin settled down, took 20,000 silver tickets to him, and said with a smile: "Your news is very valuable, but our friendship is even more valuable, and we may have to cooperate often in the future, so this is what it means to give you these." ”

He took another 50,000 silver tickets and gave them to Qin Jiangbai, mainly for Honghuwei, and they used it when they were doing things themselves.

And then it was closed.

Lu Wuqi chased after him and asked, "What's wrong with you, what are you thinking?" ”

Sheng Minglin sighed: "I'm thinking, let's Dasheng, the annual tax of the Ming Xi Dynasty, if converted into silver taels, is only four million taels!" ”

He asked Prince Qi for 100,000 taels before, which was actually a large amount, and later blackmailed 1.2 million taels from Mrs. Liao, plus more than 500,000 yuan......

This is the treasury income of the entire Dasheng Dynasty for half a year! What a terrible number!

And now on the market, one tael of silver can buy more than 100 catties of rice! If it is replaced with coarse grains, it is enough for a family of three farmers to eat for a year!

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he really understood the meaning of "inflation"!

They are in the Great Sheng Dynasty, can they really have so much rice and noodles?

Lu Wuqi later understood what he meant, and also felt that this silver ticket was burning, so he comforted him: "Don't think too much, this Holy Sect, only Mrs. Liao and a few people are rich, and the real sect members are very poor." It's not much. ”

Sheng Minglin sighed and nodded.

Then he consolidated the silver, leaving only tens of thousands of taels for emergencies, and the remaining more than 1.6 million, which he brought to his father at dinner at night and asked him to send it to Emperor Mingxi.

First, he was originally ordered to deal with the thieves, and these incomes were originally to be handed over to the public, otherwise it would not be clear. Second, even if he didn't need it, he really burned his hands with so much silver, and he was afraid! Don't dare to take it!

It's rare that the prince came back for dinner today, and the father and son were at the dinner table, talking in a serious whisper, just listening to the other side, Xiao Tuanzi asked in a milky voice: "Mother, what is the thin horse tied?" ”

The two stopped at the same time, and turned their heads to look at her sharply.

Duan Wang Ye turned his head to stare at Sheng Minglin again, Sheng Minglin had already thought of whose pot this was and wanted to beat him to death......

I heard Princess Duan say lightly: "I'm sick!" Isn't it thin when you're sick? Don't talk about this in the future, it's unlucky! Zhuzhu, two days ago, your brother gave his mother's rocking horse, but it was fun, and his mother asked someone to do it, and he brought it home for you to see. ”

Tuanzi's mind was immediately taken away: "Shake the horse? ”

"That's right," Princess Duan said: "A big circle, several horses, you can play with your brother, but you have to find a few energetic subordinates to push outside." ”

Dango: "Is it pretty?" ”

"It's beautiful, it's ...... any color"

Seeing the group, he forgot about it in a blink of an eye, and the father and son breathed a sigh of relief and silently withdrew their gaze.

When Sheng Minglin coaxed his sister to sleep and returned to Zeyuan, Huo Shenzhao and the others also finished eating.

Ming'er Han Jiujiu saw Mrs. Liao, he must have asked Qin Jiangbai to pretend to be there, Sheng Minglin had already prepared for this matter, and even knew where there was a mole on Han Jiujiu's body and where there was a scar, although Mrs. Liao really didn't know about this kind of thing, but she was prepared.

So when Sheng Minglin went, Huo Shenzhao was painting a scar on Qin Jiangbai's back.

Sheng Minglin asked directly: "Brother Jiang Bai, today is there no ambiguity to say that the thin horse?" ”

"Huh?" Qin Jiangbai was stunned for a moment before he said, "Zhuzhu heard it?" Wuqi is talking to me......" He simply repeated: "I didn't expect Zhuzhu to hear it, I thought she was combing her hair very seriously." Did you fool it out? ”

Sheng Minglin nodded and said, "My mother fooled her, be careful when talking in front of Zhuzhu in the future." ”

Qin Jiangbai responded with a smile.

Sheng Minglin didn't say more, leaned closer, stared at his disguise for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "What if she makes you laugh?" ”

Qin Jiangbai said: "There is really no way to do this, I can only not laugh." The vortex of Korean wine is too deep to make. ”

Sheng Minglin said: "Then you give me a smile first." ”

Qin Jiangbai raised his face and smiled at him, his eyes were bright and pure, this was really the eyes of Han Jiujiu, not Qin Jiangbai's eyes.

Sheng Minglin gave him a thumbs up and began to teach him his experience in detail, and then the two of them simply set a strategy, and the rest could only rely on improvisation.

So the next day, Qin Jiangbai went to see Mrs. Liao.

As soon as she saw him, Mrs. Liao had tears in her eyes and said, "Zuo'er! ”

She seemed to want to stand up, but she seemed to touch something, showing a look of pain, and she couldn't stand up...... In short, after a good performance, the injured and bleeding hand was placed on the table, which was very obvious.

But Qin Jiangbai's eyes were complicated and he took a step back.

Mrs. Liao was shocked and said, "Zuo'er, what's wrong with you?" Did you have a relationship with your mother? ”

Qin Jiangbai lowered his head and imitated Han Jiujiu's demeanor very well: "You are not my mother." ”

Mrs. Liao said angrily: "Who said that? ”

Qin Jiangbai said: "The government notice, I saw your portrait." ”

Mrs. Liao was stunned for a moment, and then anxious: "Zuo'er, my mother is doing all this for you!" Now that your brother is dead, your mother is the only one left, and my mother has adopted these children, just hoping that there will be more people to help you......"

Qin Jiangbai lowered his head and beeped at her.

Mrs. Liao cried as she spoke: "My mother has not slept a peaceful sleep for so many years, has never eaten a mouthful of Ansheng rice, and has worked hard to save all her energy, all for you, but you are so suspicious of your mother, and your mother's heart hurts more than a knife." How did you become like this, my mother thinks you just like cooking and other things that don't make much difference, but you don't even know how to be virtuous......"

Qin Jiangbai: "......??? ”

He found out that this Mrs. Liao may have brainwashed her righteous son and daughter, so even in the face of her own son, she couldn't help but use all kinds of methods that she was good at pretending, suppressing and co-opting, which sounded really awkward.

Although he was slandered, Qin Jiangbai still worked hard to perform, and after a while, he said "unbearable": "Your injury is okay, right?" ”

Mrs. Liao was not surprised at all: "What is this injury, my mother would rather die......"

Then another beep.

When she finally finished performing, and Qin Jiangbai had also performed, Mrs. Liao finally got to the point, stretched out her trembling, bandaged and bleeding hand, and wanted to pull him.

Qin Jiangbai was speechless, and hurriedly stood up to catch it with both hands, and had to show that he was distressed.

Mrs. Liao was satisfied, and said, "Zuo'er, you listen to me......"