"Why, does Miss Li want to pay this money for Zhang San?!"
Yang Qingyuan smiled half-heartedly, which made Li Qingning, who had always been generous and generous, a little shy.
After feeling slightly shy, Li Qingning's expression straightened.
"Zhang San saved my life, so I paid her to pay for her crime. Isn't this a very reasonable thing!?"
Yang Qingyuan nodded solemnly.
"Well, that makes sense!"
But the smile at the corner of Yang Qingyuan's mouth made Li Qingning feel embarrassed and annoyed. How could he believe it!?
"Xiaoyue!"
Ignoring the teasing young minister from Dali Temple, he called his maid.
Li Xiaoyue on the side took out three banknotes that she had prepared long ago from her purse.
They are all from Tiandi Bank, with banknotes of one hundred taels of face value.
I have to say that the name Zhou Emperor was chosen very well. It is not only spiritual, but also very supernatural. Although it is not very grounded, it can be connected to the underworld.
The credibility of Tiandi Bank with the royal endorsement is directly improved. The emperor is respected and rich all over the world. The emperor is the largest reserve fund of Tiandi Bank.
In the past two years, with the secret support of Emperor Zhou, Tiandi Bank has spread all over the states of the Zhou Dynasty. Now it can be guaranteed that every county and city has a branch of Tiandi Bank.
In Gyeonggi, Jizhou, Jingzhou, Yangzhou, branches of Tiandi Bank have been established in various counties.
As the original major shareholders, Xiao Jiu and Shi San became the richest people among the three generations of the royal family. Sometimes, Emperor Zhou would even borrow money from the two Xiaos.
"Master Yang! Please count clearly, this is three hundred taels of silver from Tiandi Bank!"
Yang Qingyuan took the banknote and nodded, without examining it carefully.
The anti-counterfeiting of Tiandi Bank's bank notes was made by the supervisor and cannot be copied by ordinary people.
"Now that the fine has been paid in full, Dali Temple will naturally release Zhang San after completing the formalities. Should Miss Li wait for him to come with her, or..."
Yang Qingyuan looked at Li Qingning.
This gentle and elegant lady hesitated. Naturally, she had ten thousand wishes to meet Zhang San, but the identities of the two parties were indeed completely different.
On one side are hunters from mountain villages and peasants from Guizhou Province; on the other side are wealthy families and noble ladies.
In this era, the two of them can hardly see the future.
"I won't wait for him!" Li Qingning forced a smile, and then took a package from Xiaoyue's hand.
"Master Yang, here are some changes of clothes. Zhang San has just been released from prison and has no relatives at home. These are some useful things. Please give them to him..."
Li Qingning hesitated mid-sentence, "Please don't mention my name, otherwise he will not accept it."
"Don't worry, Miss Li, Yang will take care of the arrangements."
There is no more gossip in Yang Qingyuan's eyes, and he no longer calls himself an official.
Li Qingning's attitude towards feelings is worthy of admiration. She once again proved to Yang Qingyuan that even in this feudal society, there can be love across classes.
Perhaps due to various external factors, Li Qingning's first love will end without a problem. At this moment, she loves deeply in her heart, and this is enough!
Li Qingning knelt down and bowed to Yang Qingyuan, then left with Xiaoyue.
Every step she takes is like a lady, but Yang Qingyuan can still feel her loneliness.
Yang Qingyuan shook his head, picked up the package in his hand, and walked towards the dungeon of Dali Temple.
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In the dungeon.
Yang Qingyuan was walking opposite Zhang San.
The police officers who were originally in charge of guarding also temporarily left.
"I said, how do you think about it?!"
Although Zhang San was in prison, he was still determined and showed no fear even when facing Yang Qingyuan.
A hunter from a mountain village, neither humble nor arrogant, with a well-mannered manner, he is indeed a talent.
Li Qingning has good taste.
"Ms. Li, I have you in my heart, I believe you can tell."
"Li Qingning's appearance and character are the best choice. I don't believe you don't have her in your heart."
Zhang San smiled bitterly, "I'm just a villager who occasionally hunts to support my family. I live in poverty and have no relatives. How can I be worthy of being a fairy like Miss Li?"
"What happened to a villager?! Can't a villager achieve a career?! Prime Minister Ji Han was also a villager. He worked hard in Nanyang. However, he became a couple and divided the world. He helped Ji Han and Zhaolie.
The emperor has accomplished great things!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at the depressed Zhang San and decided to encourage him.
"Zhang San, let me tell you an allusion! "The Chronicles of Emperor Yan" contains that when the emperor was young, he was reduced to a useless person because of the emperor's tutor, and his engagement was broken off. However, Emperor Yan was unyielding and swore an oath in front of everyone, looking up to the sky and roaring
: Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don’t bully the young to be poor?! Afterwards, he overcame all obstacles and finally became a great emperor."
Listening to Yang Qingyuan's words, Zhang San suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of blood.
Although I have never heard of this allusion mentioned by Yang Qingyuan, I find it inexplicably irritating.
"So, don't belittle yourself!"
Zhang Sanshen agreed and nodded in agreement, "Master Yang, I have little talent and knowledge. I don't know which dynasty this Emperor Yan is from."
Zhang San wanted to learn more about the deeds of this great emperor.
"..." Yang Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, "Ahem, the deeds of this great emperor have long disappeared from history. I also caught a glimpse of it in the fragments of the Hanlin Academy."
Zhang Sansan was encouraged and his eyes were firm, "Sir, I am willing to serve Dali Temple!"
When Zhang San made up his mind, Yang Qingyuan also smiled.
Although this Zhang San's name is a bit unsophisticated, he is actually a rare talent.
Born into a poor family, he has a younger sister.
Something unexpected happened and I had no relatives.
His talent in martial arts is also rare.
If we talk about talent alone, not to mention geniuses like Liu Wangshu, Zhuang Xiaomeng, and Ye Jianhan, even compared with Ji Yaohua, they all fall short.
Of course, this does not mean that Ji Yaohua is not talented enough to be able to enter Yuanhua at this age. Ji Yaohua is also one of the top young masters in the world.
Although Zhang San is not a once-in-a-century genius, his understanding of martial arts has his own insights.
Yang Qingyuan checked Wen Pojun's arrow wound and found that an arrow pierced his chest five hundred paces away.
Clean and neat! Wen Pojun didn't even react.
It's hard to imagine that this was an arrow shot by a warrior who had mastered Qi refining.
Before that, Zhang San only learned a simple breathing method from a wandering monk.
It's not really a great internal skill, it only has the effect of strengthening the body.
It is rare for Zhang San to cultivate to this level.
Since Zhang San was so talented in archery, Yang Qingyuan decided to train a sniper.
It just so happened that Dali Temple lacked long-range elite units. Li Xunhuan was now the censor of Zuoqiandu and a fourth-grade official. Yang Qingyuan felt a little sorry for always ordering him around.