"Hou Mansion!" Hearing these words, Lou Chengzhi and Wu Hengyuan were both stunned. The guy named Wu Zheng was so respected by the prince. He actually wanted to buy a government mansion and give it to him as the prince mansion
"Master, isn't it a bit too much to do this."
Linghu Deshuo said: "There is a saying that the higher the holding, the more painful the fall. If Wu Zheng can really win the duel in front of Yingtianmen with a group of old and weak soldiers in half a month, that kid will be How proud of the spring breeze, if the old man will give him another mansion by then, will this be considered icing on the cake?"
"Do you want to see his aspirations?" Lou Chengzhi said.
Wu Hengyuan said, "Msang Gong is trying to kill him?"
Linghu Deshuo smiled and said: "Young Dezhi looks beautiful, but it makes people forget about it, so this has not been a good thing since ancient times. I wanted to see if Wu Zheng would be an exception."
Lou Chengzhi said: "When the Lord comes like this, you have found another enemy for Wu Zheng."
Linghu Deshuo seemed to think of something suddenly, but smiled slightly: "Is this bad?"
After eating the quail, the sky was already dark, and snow foam was already floating in the sky. For two guys like Lou Chengzhi and Wu Hengyuan, going home in such weather would be a hassle.
But fortunately, both of them were old doormen in the Xiangfu, and they were qualified to be worthy of the car. When the two got on the car separately, Wu Heng suddenly said, "Brother Chengzhi, you said the grandfather is here today. What is the meaning of the words, why am I getting more and more confused about the thoughts of my grandfather?"
Lou Chengzhi smiled slightly: "What do you mean by brother Hengyuan wishing you a grandfather?"
"This… "
"Brother Hengyuan, go back quickly and burn your silver ticket! The Deng family is gone, so let's not mess with people like that."
After speaking, the two of them went their separate ways in the carriage. In the carriage, Wu Hengyuan took out a cash ticket with a denomination of one thousand taels from his sleeve and looked at it. Finally, he smiled slightly: "One thousand taels! That's one. Years of salary, a fool would burn it so lightly."
After talking about Wu Hengyuan, he folded the bank note and put it back in his sleeve. Looking at the snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger outside the car window, Wu Hengyuan suddenly remembered something and said to the driver who drove the car: "Feng Er, go Xiquelou..."
In the camp of Zuo Xiaowei in Weishan, five large boxes of silver were placed in Wu Zheng's big account. This is the account Wu Heng settled with Wu Zheng, the entire amount of five thousand liang.
Looking at the five thousand taels of silver Wu Zheng laughed, Niu Yaozu admired Wu Zheng's methods of slandering silver. Who in this world would dare to slander the sage? The dear man in front of him dared, not only dared but also succeeded.
Wu Zheng casually threw a silver ingot in his hand back into the box, clapped his hands and smiled: "Well, I said that the emperor's door is tight, you still don't believe it. Believe it now! Take him here. This is a way of paying, next time I have to bid 20,000 taels."
"Twenty thousand taels? I said General, you only spent less than two thousand taels in this half month. Your Majesty gave you five thousand taels. Are you still not satisfied?"
"You don't understand this! This hard-fought battalion and watery soldiers, but believe it or not, your two brothers, your majesty is afraid that we are going to nail the two of us here. If according to your statement, we report truthfully every time, Do you believe that with your majesty's method of giving money, we will have to lose all of our family business within half a year?"
"But didn't Your Majesty also ring our Zuo Xiaowei army?"
"Don't mention those army noises. Eight hundred taels per month seems to be a lot, but it's less than one tael of silver on everyone's head if it is spread evenly. We are raising soldiers and not idlers. We send one tael of silver every month. What a beggar!"
Niu Yaozu thought for a while, and Wu Zheng's words seemed to make sense. He nodded and said, "Yes, one thing I almost forgot. When I came just now, I ran into a guy named Yang Xiaoer, and he said it was yours. Servant, do you want to call that kid in to show you?"
"Yang Xiaoer? Why did he come? Could it be that something happened to this general's house?"
"I don't know if something happened to your home, but Yang Xiao is here to be a referee 80%."
"Bitch?"
"There was another guy who came with him called Gongzu Meihua. You are always a player in organ surgery. It happens that public losers also play in this line. From my point of view, the public defeat Meihua is 80% here to worship the mountain."
"Wai Shantou? Then call in... (End of this chapter)