The daughter of a general is reborn to save the whole family of the marquis

Yang Tingfeng shuddered all over.

That's the feeling, the feeling of being completely awake, rather than the confused feeling of being in a nightmare!

However, after lying there for a while, he found that everything around him was wet, as if he was in reality, not a nightmare.

"Acai, help me up." Yang Tingfeng raised one arm and waited for the servant to support him.

Ah Cai was the servant who had just been kicked by him and vomited blood. He looked up hesitantly and tremblingly stood up and helped Yang Tingfeng sit up from the bed.

A young girl, dressed beautifully and with her hands on her hips, stood in front of the bed. She was Yang Tingfeng's favorite concubine recently.

It was she who poured the basin of cold water on them just now. She came here with an aggressive look as if to call for punishment, but the maid who followed her was so scared that she didn't dare to look up.

"Master, what did you promise me before? You said you would buy me a mansion, many maids and servants to serve me, and you also said that I could choose any silk, satin, jewels and ornaments in the world. But now it's gone! It's gone!

"The palace said they wanted osmanthus flowers, not chrysanthemums. My Lord, you have ruined the Yang family. What can you use to buy those things for me? You must compensate me!"

The concubine was beautiful and had served Yang Tingfeng very well during this period. At the same time, she was spoiled by Yang Tingfeng to the point of being lawless.

She usually argues with everyone and the mistress of the house, but Yang Tingfeng always protects her, making her increasingly confused about her own identity.

So when something unexpected happened, the first thing she thought of was that something that belonged to her was going to be lost, and she was furious.

When she heard that Yang Tingfeng was still sleeping at this time, she became furious and asked the maid to fetch a basin of water and pour it on Yang Tingfeng to wake him up.

She only wanted Yang Tingfeng to compensate her for what he promised, and she didn't care how!

Drops of water fell from Yang Tingfeng's hair, sliding across his short eyelashes, greasy nose, and slightly fat jaw.

He stared at his concubine without saying a word, and was very silent, with an expression surprisingly calm.

This made the concubine feel that it was no big deal for her to throw the basin of water over, as the master just owed her.

Snapped! !

Yang Tingfeng swung his palm and hit Jiaoqiong hard on the face, knocking her to the ground. Her teeth were loosened and her mouth was bleeding. The beating made Jiaoqiong's head buzzing and she was unable to react for a long time.

"Bitch, when I pamper you, you are a valuable thing. What are you now that I don't pamper you? How dare you throw water on me and ask me to compensate you? What are you wearing that I didn't give you?"

Yang Tingfeng was so furious that he thought his concubine was an unlucky thing. If she hadn't come to make trouble, the people in the palace would need chrysanthemums, not osmanthus!

Yang Tingfeng was eager to find someone to vent his anger, and his concubine happened to run into him, giving him the illusion that everything would be fine if he could solve this unlucky thing.

"Someone, take this unlucky thing away and beat it to death with sticks!"

After that, no matter how the concubine begged for mercy or admitted her mistakes, Yang Tingfeng could not soften his heart at all. He even felt a sense of exhilaration.

He walked out of his room with this illusion of joy.

His wife had woken up from her fainting and was crying her heart out. When she saw him, she rushed to him as if he were her savior.

"What should we do, sir? Someone from the palace said they want osmanthus, not chrysanthemums. What should we do with the chrysanthemums we bought at a high price? Moreover, the palace has specified that our family needs to provide one million pots of osmanthus. Where can we get so many osmanthus now?"

My head is so dizzy and painful! Yang Tingfeng staggered a few times and was supported by his wife. He touched his forehead and felt very uncomfortable! It seemed as if his feet were stepping on the void, it was so unreal!

It took Yang Tingfeng three full days to confirm that this was not a nightmare but reality.

He also sent someone to the palace to ask his daughter, and his daughter sent back: "The emperor originally planned to fill the whole city with chrysanthemums to celebrate the empress dowager's birthday, but the empress dowager said she liked osmanthus, and the emperor could do nothing about it! Father, you are not so stupid as to replace all the osmanthus with chrysanthemums, right?"

Yang Tingfeng's already wounded heart was made worse by his daughter's word "stupid". He fell into a chair, his face pale and his legs weak.

"Master, what should we do now? I have already inquired about it. Now you can't even buy a pot of osmanthus for 200 coins. Our Yang family needs to come up with one million pots!"

Grandma wiped her tears and continued, "The most terrible thing is that all the money we spent on buying chrysanthemums has gone down the drain. Without income, how can we afford to buy osmanthus flowers?"

The original osmanthus was sold at a low price.

We bought the chrysanthemums at high prices and spent a lot of manpower and financial resources to cultivate them.

Now that the emperor doesn't need chrysanthemums, then Daqi doesn't need chrysanthemums either, and chrysanthemums will be worthless.

Originally, Yang Tingfeng was thinking that the palace would order one million pots of osmanthus, and he would sell the remaining osmanthus to various places in Daqi. Those officials were the best at flattery, and they would definitely buy a large number of osmanthus to decorate the whole city, and then write memorials to the emperor to tell them how loyal they were.

But now, no one needs the chrysanthemums that cost millions of taels of silver.

Yang Tingfeng trembled his lips: "Go and get some money. Go to the bank and borrow some money. Two hundred coins per pot. One million pots is only four hundred thousand taels of silver."

He looked pale and weak, but he didn't want to admit defeat: "Can't our Yang family even come up with 400,000 taels of silver?"

The grandmother pursed her lips. She could have taken it out easily before, but now it was difficult.

Besides, two hundred coins is just the apparent price. In reality, what you buy with two hundred coins is of very poor quality and in very small quantity, which cannot even be used to fill in the gaps.

Just when Yang Tingfeng was worried about this matter, his subordinates brought him a message saying that a merchant had some high-quality osmanthus and asked him if he wanted some.

After Yang Tingfeng saw it, he was indeed very satisfied, but the price was very high, five hundred coins per pot, and Yang Tingfeng almost fainted from anger.

The Yang family is short of money now, so if they pay one cent more for a basin, they would think the other party is robbing them, let alone three hundred cents more?

Yang Tingfeng remembered the man and that night he found a few thugs, hoping to beat him up so that he would lower the price. However, he and all the people he brought with him were arrested.

Finally, the other party said that a lot of their osmanthus flowers were destroyed and asked him to pay a compensation of 500,000 taels!

Yang Tingfeng left the merchant's house crying, and before leaving he knelt on the ground begging the merchant to sell him one million pots of chrysanthemums.

This time, the Yang family was completely bankrupt and had almost sold all their shops and land.

Xie Shaobai, who was far away in the farm, was not so well-informed, but he counted the days and knew that the Queen Mother's birthday was not far away.

He asked Guyu to go out and find out when officials from all over the country would start buying chrysanthemums. This had to be prepared in advance, right?

He thought that the money he invested would be doubled back, and that he would be able to keep the title of the number one in the Xie family and pull Xie Lin down from the position of the head of the family. He was so happy that he walked around a few more times.

The injury on my back doesn't seem to hurt as much anymore.