After all, money is the most touching thing. When they heard that Yang Qingzhen was rewarded with 100,000 yuan for his life, the students below burst into cheers even louder.
Even the gentlemen sitting at the front looked at Yang Qing with envy.
This is a full 100,000 yuan. Who can not be tempted by the wealth that can make the whole family have enough food and clothing for a lifetime?
Although their salaries are not low and are enough for them to have enough food and clothing, it is just enough for them to have enough food and clothing, and they are not yet rich.
Unless like Yang Qing, he gets a reward of 100,000 yuan at once, then he will become rich instantly.
There are not many ways for scholars to make money, and it is simply impossible to become rich based on their salary. But now, everyone has seen a bright and prosperous road.
Yang Qing held a gold book in one hand and a sign with the words "One Hundred Thousand Guan" written on it in the other. He smiled and saluted everyone in the audience. Then at Fang Xiaoru's signal, he sat down on the side of the high platform.
Before Fang Xiaoru could continue to say who was the second winner, a group of honor guards pushed through the crowd and came to the square.
The originally lively venue was interrupted by sudden changes, and people turned their heads to look in the direction of the guard of honor.
Han Du frowned when he saw it and was about to stand up.
Zhu Yunye, who was next to him, immediately noticed something and quickly stood up to greet him.
When Han Du saw the person coming, he shook his head helplessly and followed Zhu Yunye to greet him.
"Mother, why are you here?" Zhu Yunye came to Han Jingyun and held her arm.
He looked over the Queen Mother's body and asked, "Why are you dressed like this?"
Han Jingyun held a folding fan in his hand, wore a plain green gown, and had his hair tied up. He did not have the grace and elegance of the empress dowager at all, but instead looked like a college gentleman.
Tapping the fan in his hand, Han Jingyun looked at Han Du, "I'm still a gentleman in the academy now!"
"
Han Du laughed dryly, guessing what his sister wanted to do, so he didn't directly
Then answer her.
Han Jingyun continued to ask, "I am still the master of the academy, right? Why didn't you send someone to inform me about such a big event in the academy?"
"Ahem!" Han Du tried to cover it up and defended, "I originally wanted to invite you here, but then I thought your status didn't seem very suitable."
"You originally wanted to?" Han Jingyun interrupted displeasedly, "So you just don't want to anymore?"
"Also, why is my identity inappropriate?"
As he spoke, Han Jingyun turned to look at Zhu Yunye, "Emperor, isn't it suitable for the Ai family to come here?"
Zhu Yunye felt excited all over, and he quickly bent down and nodded in front of Han Jingyun, "It's suitable, it's suitable! It couldn't be more suitable for the Queen Mother to come."
Han Jingyun then showed a satisfied smile, glanced at his eldest brother proudly, and said lightly to Zhu Yunye, "That's good. Help your mother and go up."
"Yes. Queen Mother, please come this way." Zhu Yunye obediently supported Han Jingyun and walked towards the stage.
Han Du kept winking at Zhu Yunye, but he turned a blind eye.
When he came to the stage, Zhu Yunye directly gave up his seat to his mother, and he sat in Han Du's original seat.
When Han Du saw it, he simply stopped and thought of finding a seat far away from them.
Just in time to see Tang Ding waving to him, he smiled and walked over.
When Tang Ding saw Han Du coming, he naturally understood what he meant and moved his butt a few times to make room for him.
Han Du sat down, still feeling a little crowded, and swayed from side to side.
Tang Ding looked at Han Du helplessly, "How long have you brothers and sisters not seen each other?
Isn’t it time to talk?”
Han Du snorted softly, "She said a few words to me when we first met. Do you think she wants to talk to me? No matter what, I am also her eldest brother."
"No matter what, she is still the Queen Mother!" Tang Ding sighed.
Tang Ding's meaning is very clear. Although you, Han Du, are his brother, there is a difference between king and minister!
Han Du saw that Tang Ding's beard was half white, and then he remembered that he was more than ten years older than him.
In a daze, Han Du seemed to have seen the way he looked when he first met Tang Ding. The wind god was handsome and heroic. But now Tang Ding's face was covered with wrinkles and his eyes were droopy, making it difficult to see his original appearance.
Seeing Han Du looking at him without speaking, Tang Ding lowered his head to look at himself and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing?" Han Du shook his head slightly and sighed meaningfully, "Suddenly I realized that you are also old!"
Tang Ding was not as sentimental as Han Du. Instead, he laughed heartily and said, "Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. Who in this world can live forever, aren't you old too?"
Han Du paused for a moment, smiled and nodded, "You're right, I'm getting old too."
The two looked at each other and smiled, an inexplicable emotion lingering between them.
After the laughter subsided, Han Du asked, "Are you still doing the navy's job now?"
"Yes." Tang Ding nodded, "I don't want to take the responsibility. I have submitted the letter several times, but I don't know why the emperor still refuses." He said and glanced at Han Du, "Actually, you are the most powerful commander of the navy.
Good choice.”
Han Du smiled faintly. It was impossible for Zhu Yunye to let him take charge of the navy again. Zhu Yunye was able to let Tang Ding command the navy to appease himself.
Because Zhu Yunye knew that the navy was also his own hard work. If he replaced anyone else, he would definitely
I will definitely not agree.
Only by letting Tang Ding lead the navy can a relatively balanced result be achieved.
"The Emperor has His Majesty's considerations. Since you are asked to command the navy, then you can take care of it."
Tang Ding suddenly showed a look of dissatisfaction, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth and said, "Stop pretending to be stupid with me. You are living and drinking in the capital, so let me go to the sea to enjoy the breeze! Do you know that I got off the boat now, covered with fish?
Fishy smell!”
"What do you mean I am living in the capital and living in a gay life?" Han Du said back unceremoniously, "Don't I have to take care of the Bafang Association? What's wrong with you working harder? Are your annual dividends less?"
Tang Ding was speechless after being spoken to. He could only raise his finger and tap Han Du hard several times. In the end, he could only hang it down helplessly. Who would let him take the money Han Du earned every year?
What does the hardship at sea mean, and what does the stench of the sea breeze mean? As long as the annual dividend is enough for him, Tang Ding said that he can stay on the ship without getting off.
The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
Then Tang Ding lowered his voice and whispered, "There is something I want to remind you."
"What's the matter?" Han Du looked at him indifferently.
Tang Ding continued, "Those people were not dead back then. We only captured a few boats, and most of them escaped from the other direction. After so many years, I'm afraid they have also resurrected."
Han Du's face suddenly became serious. He knew that Tang Ding was talking about the incident involving the Six Families.
He immediately put down his hands and asked solemnly, "Have you got any news?"
Tang Ding shook his head vigorously, "If I had had news about them, could I have waited until now? I would have sent a warship over long ago."
"I just think these people are very tenacious and will not die in the sea easily. I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future."