The villain he just wants to make money [quick wear]

Young Master Yan was picking out the wick with silver scissors, but when he heard Abu's report, his hands froze, and he didn't seem to hear clearly: "What?"

share money?what?

Abu said: "It's just... the gift money. Your Majesty said that his original thinking was really a mistake. More talented people should be given a chance. Therefore, in the banquet two days later, as long as officials with sufficient grades, they will pay a certain amount. If you don’t pay the money, you can come to the banquet, but if you don’t pay the money..."

Even if it is a "noble concubine", there is no way to attend the banquet.

Of course, Gong Ziyan could understand the implied meaning, but he still almost cut the wick with a pair of scissors.

"... How much is it?" Gong Ziyan asked as calmly as possible.

"Your Majesty said that this amount of money depends on the rank of the officials. The imperial concubine is the first rank, so the amount is relatively high..." Abu cautiously stretched out a finger.

Young Master Yan frowned: "100 taels?" Isn't it a bit expensive?Ordinary people earn at most 100 taels of silver throughout the year.

"...1000 taels," Abu said with pain, "but Your Majesty said that you are his concubine after all, so you can accept discounts, such as those robes woven with snow silk brocade..."

Young Master Yan threw the scissors on the ground, his forehead was so angry that the veins bulged faintly.

Also discounted?

I'm afraid that this stupid king is not interested in him, but in his clothes, right?

Abu asked cautiously, "This money... shall we pay or not?"

Young Master Yan rested his forehead with one hand, gently rubbed his temple with his index finger, gritted his teeth for a while and said, "Get out, why not?"

If he can't go to the scene, how can this game be settled?

Simply deceiving!

By noon of the second day, Xie Gu received a considerable amount of money. A rough estimate should be able to make up for the loss of hiring the famous chef—although the salary of the chef did not come from his private treasury. However, the money in the treasury of the king's land and treasury, rounded up, can also belong to him!

Thinking of the national treasury, Xie Gu announced the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs - this person is in charge of the national treasury. If you want to check the state treasury's account books in recent years, you must discuss it with him.

Although the original body acted recklessly, Xie Gu wanted to save face a little, so he still spoke politely before explaining what he meant.

The Minister of the Ministry of Households was in a hurry to respond, and someone took the account book and some of the keys to the treasury, and presented them together.

The national treasury is mainly divided into two parts, one part is the money storehouse, the other part is the grain storehouse. The money storehouse is located in the capital, and the grain storehouse is in addition to the large headquarters in the capital city. Almost every important city has several small granary warehouses. He has all the keys in his hands, but Xie Gu can't go through all the granaries in every city now, so he just took the money bank and the keys of the grain store in the capital, and is going to go back and read the account books before going to inspect.

The money bank and the grain bank are not next to each other, but the distance is not very far. In one afternoon, Xie Bone roughly finished looking through the ledger and two warehouses, and then ordered someone to open his own private room in the palace. library to see.

After reading it, Xie Gu's face was blue.

——The original body is simply the poorest emperor he has ever seen!none of them!

The system couldn't help complaining: "Which emperor has the host seen?"

Xie Gu said: "Isn't the God of Light in the last world a local emperor? Is he so poor?"

Although the Bright Holy See didn't have much cash at the beginning, but look at their magnificent church!Picking a gem at random will exude a charming smell of money!

But what about the emperor!This is a real emperor!Are there so many gems?Do you have so much money?Can militarism also make money poor? !Didn't it destroy a powerful country?Why are there so few loot? !

At that time, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance almost cried and knelt down: "Your Majesty... didn't you say that these are meaningless, and then burned...?"

Xie Gu was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

In this way, when he thinks about these ministers who can pay their share, Xie Gu has the urge to copy them all-it's fine for him to be poor, why is he so generous to the people below?

The salary is high, he turns a blind eye to corruption, and often holds banquets to invite everyone to have fun together. He is really a good emperor of Nanluo!

"Forget it," Xie Gu gritted his teeth and smiled, "I understand."

After all, he walked away.

Another day passed, and it was time for the dinner party.

Because Xie Gu announced the rule of paying members' money two days ago, there are now many ministers who are willing to pay to participate. After all, this may be a chance for a carp to jump over the dragon's gate!What's the point of paying some money?Those who can afford it will naturally come.

As for those ministers who were already eligible to participate, they had their own ideas to make trouble, but the tyrant Xie Bone has been famous for a long time, and a few days ago he had bloodbathed a lot of people, so no one impeached them for a while, but they all obediently paid their share.

Seeing this, Xie Gu had already started to think about how to extract money from these people.

In the evening, all the ministers entered the palace with invitations in hand, and some individuals who paid more money were specially approved to bring their family members, but it was precisely because of the large number of people that the hall seemed a little crowded.

Originally, it was possible to change the hall, but Xie Tyrant Bone, who was determined to extract every penny from the minister, firmly rejected this suggestion on the grounds that a bigger palace would waste more candlelight.

Although the palace people didn't understand what kind of mess His Majesty was making, but the king's order must not be violated, coupled with the instinctive anger towards the tyrant in his heart, they just arranged the tables closer together.

It's just that I was wronged a bit, all the old ministers, sitting in the hall can't even stretch their arms and legs, which is very uncomfortable.

And Gong Ziyan is dressed in a moon-white robe—in order to avoid being stripped of his clothes by Xie Gu, he strictly followed the rank etiquette system. Although this robe is not cheap, its value is better than the few sets discovered by Xie Gu. It's too low, but the clothes don't make people feel poor, but they don't have the character of a man.

At this moment, he was sitting at the lower head of Xie Gu, not chatting with the courtiers, but drinking tea quietly, observing the surroundings calmly.

According to the plan, after a while, when the wine is half drunk, special singing and dancing musicians will be invited to perform, and he arranged for assassins who thought they were excellent in martial arts to mix in the performance team, and when the faint king let down his vigilance, he would suddenly violently rise!

Of course, what Young Master Yan knew very well was that the Hunjun's martial arts were outstanding, and he was protected by his personal guards for a long time. With such an assassin alone, it was impossible to succeed in the assassination.

So the purpose of the son's words is not to kill this stupid king at all!But to block the sword for the faint king directly when the assassin makes a move!

In fact, this plan is not without flaws. For example, the assassin is actually his father's retainer. If the investigation is carried out, Gongziyan himself may be found, but Gongziyan also has a little confidence, that is, this stupid king simply cannot bear to be held accountable. On himself!

So the key is to look at your acting skills!As long as you handle it properly, the faint king will only trust him!

Gong Ziyan calculated the time in his mind, as well as the angle of the flying body to intercept, and also calculated how he should behave so that he could appear more realistic and not be suspected.

An hour passed quickly, and the general palace banquet lasted two hours, and now it was more than halfway through. The singing and dancing musicians also performed several programs, and the next program was a sword dance performed by a group of trained actors.

The sword dance sounds dangerous, but after all, it is performed in the palace for the nobles, so the swords used in these performances have been specially treated and have not been sharpened. It's relatively light, so it's not dangerous.

Soon the actors surrounded the musicians and entered the hall. Accompanied by the melodious and desolate sound of the zither, the actors stretched their bodies. The long swords in their hands were waving with elegance and vigor, which was particularly meaningful. Many ministers were immersed in it. Go in and be mesmerized.

Of course, those who got intoxicated did not include Gong Ziyan and Xie Gu.

Xie Gu sat in the main seat with his chin propped up, looking around with a half-smile in his eyes, as if he wasn't very interested in this show, and didn't know what he was thinking.

But Gong Ziyan's eyes implied nervousness - the people he arranged were mixed in this program!

In order to achieve a realistic effect, Gong Ziyan has already started his own performance: first he drank tea casually, then the piano sounded slightly, he raised his head inadvertently, and happened to see one of the actors, then his pupils dilated unbelievably, Then he brushed the flagon off the table in shock—that was the signal!

It was also at this time that the sound of the zither, which was originally quiet and weeping like complaints, suddenly turned, and the sound of the clang suddenly took on a strong meaning of killing, like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, so sharp that it goes forward!

"—Stop!" Young Master Yan shouted angrily immediately!

At the same time he jumped from his position, shouting: "There are assassins!"

It turned out that the sound of the sword being unsheathed was real!

The luthier pulled out a soft sword from the bottom of the qin the moment the qin sounded!Then, taking advantage of the moment when the sword-wielding actor in front of him changed his formation, he rushed out, pointed at the emperor in the first place, and shouted angrily: "Foolish King! Take your life!"

It's too late to say it, this series of actions is just the blink of an eye.

And Gong Ziyan has also carefully calculated his speed and angle, anyway, he is just a useless person with all his meridians destroyed, it is normal if he can't catch up with the stop, isn't it?

But for the sake of realism, he still told the assassin to kick him away!

When the time comes when he is injured and falls to the ground, if the assassin succeeds by chance and the Hunjun dies, he will naturally have a way to disturb the muddy water, which can be regarded as revenge. The biggest possibility is that the assassin will be killed after injuring the Hunjun. People, but he can be exchanged for the trust of the faint king, which is more conducive to the development of the next plan!

Gong Ziyan calculated everything very well, in fact until this moment everything was going according to the plan, but for some reason, when the luthier assassin flew towards Xie Gu, his leg muscles seemed to have a cramp!

As a result, the assassin's footsteps stagnated, a beat slower than the original speed!

Originally, this slow beat was not a big problem, but Gong Ziyan's leg didn't cramp, he rushed up at a normal speed!

With a pop, the sharp sword entered his body.

Although the assassin had tried his best to change the angle of the sword at the last moment, he did not avoid it after all.

According to Newton's second law, when the mass of the object remains constant, the greater the acceleration, the greater the resultant force.

So the long sword directly pierced Young Master Yan's shoulder, and with Young Master Yan knocked over Xie Gu's table!

Before he lost consciousness, Young Master Yan could only hear the roar of the foolish king: "Come here! Let me arrest this assassin! My best millennium pear flower tree!!"

The author has something to say: I forgot to wish everyone a happy Children's Day hahahaha

Probably because retired seniors are not worthy of celebrating Children's Day...

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