The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Huang Jin hurried in to report: "Your Majesty! I heard that Mr. Yan Ge is asking Dr. Li to perform acupuncture on Mr. Xu Ge. Maybe there is still hope!"

"Ah?" Jiajing suddenly stood up, recalling the situation at that time, with a look of sudden realization on his face, he slapped the table and shouted: "I knew it! This Yan Song, who digs holes for me to jump all day long, has something in his mouth. Not a single word of the truth!"

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At this time, as smart as Jiajing, of course he knew that he had been tricked by Yan Song again.

Yan Song staged a bitter trick, tricked him into Jiajing, and made him punish Xichang and the princelings in public.

But at this time, it's not easy for Jiajing to send someone to find a place, is it?

Yan Song could say grandly, yes, Xu Zan was indeed dead at that time, but Li Shizhen's medical skills were really superb, and he rejuvenated, and pulled him back from the king of hell.

What else can Jiajing say?

But Wang Huya firmly believed in this story, and she couldn't help but say: "God has eyes, Buddha bless you! Bless my old Xu Ge, he can be safe and sound, just be alive."

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Jiajing: ←_←! !Innocent!You have no idea how deep Yan Song's routine is.

That being said, under Wang Huya's urging, Jiajing had no choice but to pretend to be ignorant, and had to send Huang Jin to Xu Zan's mansion to express condolences to Xu Zan and to Li Shizhen's ongoing life-saving technique. , expressed concern, and wished the operation a success, and my capable confidant Xu Zan can wake up as soon as possible and get back to work.

It has to be said that after Jiajing was tricked, she had to express her concern with tears, not to mention being heartwarming.

But Yan Song quickly used a big gift to calm the emperor's injured heart.

"What? In the first half of this year, the customs duty of the Shipping Department in Tianjin was released in advance?" Jiajing was overjoyed. The emperor, who had been waiting for the rice to cook, was already so poor that he wanted to drink the northwest wind.This time I was overjoyed and got the tariff a month in advance.

Wang Jiaping was appointed by Tianjin Shipping Department, personally escorted the tariffs to deliver, and presented an account with a smile: "Your Majesty, according to the instructions of Mr. Yan Ge, I will send the tariffs for the first half of the year one month in advance. According to the emperor's instructions to Shibo The task under the company is 1000 million taels of tariffs this year, and 500 million will be paid in the first half of the year. Our city's shipping department works together to overcome difficulties (5000 words are omitted below)..."

Jiajing didn't bother to listen to Wang Jiaping's rambling, opened the gift list, and gasped!

Because, on the tax account, it is...

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Chapter 1298 I’m all awake, damn it, I’ve been tricked by Yan Song [5]

On the tax account, it is astonishingly——

1000 taels!

It was fully completed 7 months earlier than the annual task he assigned to the Shipbuilding Department!

In Jiajing's eyes, the sky is full of little stars.

This is too exciting, isn't it?

This is exactly Yan Song's routine.

Give me a slap and a jujube to eat.

If the 1000 million silver was sent a few months ago, Jiajing, who was rich and powerful at the time, might not have taken it seriously.

Because he is rich and willful.

But now the local tyrant emperor has become the soil-eating emperor. In Jiajing's eyes, the 1000 million yuan immediately turned into a golden mountain, with his eyes shining.

Seeing that the emperor was so happy, Wang Jiaping also smiled and waved.

The accompanying porters immediately opened a large box of "[-]".

Inside, there are piles of gold!

The entire hall was suddenly shimmering with golden light, blinding people.

"This is it? Mr. Yan Ge arranged for you to give it?" Jiajing looked at the blinding golden box, and suddenly felt refreshed. The world widened, and even his breathing became much sweeter.

Wang Jiaping smiled and said: "Your Majesty, of course. Mr. Yan Ge has been urging us to be sympathetic to the needs of the Emperor, to work hard and be loyal to the Emperor, and to make more contributions to the Emperor. It is only because of our ministers and the Tianjin Shipping Department that we work so hard and work hard. Performance, completed the emperor's annual task in 5 months."

When Jiajing heard Wang Jiaping mention Yan Song, his heart immediately warmed up.

Originally, Jiajing was still a little angry when Yan Song led all the officials to scold him today, thinking about how to scold Yan Song and get back the place, but when he saw the lovely 1000 million gold sent by Yan Song, Jiajing immediately felt...

It's still Yan Aiqing who is sympathetic to my heart!

This world is too cold, only gold has a little warmth.

For old money fans and old superstitious Jiajing, what is golden in front of them is not only gold, but also the elixir and avenue for cultivating immortals, exquisite palaces, stunning maids, delicious imperial meals, and all good things.

Yan Song's method of sending money to settle Jiajing, although very obscene and violent, is indeed very good and powerful!

In front of the officials, Jiajing could point his eyebrows coldly at thousands of people, but in front of Jinshan, he knelt down very directly!

If you can't get along with anyone, you can't get along with money.

If you can't live with money, you can't live with yourself.

Jiajing's stinky face immediately turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, the haze was swept away, and he said with a bright spring face: "Haha, it's Yan Aiqing who knows my suffering. Not much to say, Wang Aiqing and Shibosi, It’s all hard work. All the officials above the seventh rank of the Shibo Department will be promoted to a higher level! They will still stay in their original positions.”

But the old money fan Jiajing was still not satisfied, and made another request: "Although the work has been done very well in the first five months, I can't satisfy, I am still very poor... no, it is where Daming needs money, and there is still a lot. In the next 5 months, I will continue to work hard and achieve great results. I don’t care about the gift of the noble, understand?”

Wang Jiaping nodded with a smile, "I understand. Thank you Lord Long En!"

He led people back.

Jiajing stayed alone in the hall, looking at the mountain of gold with dim eyes, he sighed for a long time.

"Hey, I can't make things difficult for Qian and myself. Yan Aiqing, you are really a roundworm in my stomach..."