Prince Anfeng's people did official business for a month and ate and drank in Meizhuang for a month. In fact, there were not many treasures washed down from the mountain, not even a tenth of the ones originally buried with them. However, these things were not worth much if they were turned into money.
Too bad.
In order to take care of Lao Ming's feelings, Prince Anfeng specially called people to come to Meizhuang to estimate the purchase. Because many of them were treasures from the royal family of Emperor Xian and had collection value, so the price was very high and all the treasures were sold.
, leaving nothing behind, converted into silver, there were 1,100,000 taels.
When Lao Ming heard this, he was immediately elated. One million taels, according to the previously agreed share, he could get 550,000 taels.
The shopkeeper invited an escort to transport the treasure. As soon as they left, Lao Ming took out the receipt and looked at Prince Anfeng with a smile, "Uncle, you can give your nephew as much as you should."
Prince Anfeng was unambiguous and said: "Don't worry, I will do what I say, and there is written evidence to prove it. You wait first, I have to divide them first, and then I will divide you and me."
When Lao Ming heard this, he was very suspicious, "Who else should I give it to?"
A group of old men in black took a step forward in unison, with overwhelming momentum, and said in unison: "I'll wait!"
When Lao Ming saw that these hundreds of people were all escorts, it was about paying their wages, so he didn't care and said, "Okay, let's pay them first."
Even if you take 100,000 taels as salary, you still have 500,000 taels, that's fine.
But Prince Anfeng took the banknotes with a face value of 10,000 taels, one for each person, and distributed them.
Lao Ming was confused and quickly reached out to hold Prince Anfeng, "Uncle, why are there so many divisions? Does everyone get ten thousand taels?"
Prince Anfeng said as he handed it out: "Yes, they work hard and have great achievements, so naturally they should get more. We haven't put in much effort, so let's get less. Do you have any objections?"
Lao Ming almost died. Of course he had objections. How could he not have any objections?
"We can't divide it like this!"
Prince Anfeng casually handed a stack of banknotes to the old man in black shadow and motioned for him to divide them. Then he looked back at Lao Ming and discussed in an amiable tone: "In your opinion, how should we divide them?
Go over there and explain it in detail."
Lao Ming's eyes turned black as he watched the shadowy old man quickly divide the banknotes. What else could he say? The money would have been divided long ago.
He couldn't hold his breath, held up the note, raised it, and shouted: "Don't divide it yet. Uncle, look at the note. It's agreed that each of us will have half. If you want to divide it between them, take your own share, not mine."
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Prince Anfeng pointed to the paper, "Yes, I will give you 50% of my share, which is half..." He turned back and asked the old man in the dark shadow, "Has the distribution been completed? How much is left?"
The shadowy old man held a few thousand taels of banknotes as thin as cicada wings, "One hundred thousand taels, but Brother Man has the decision-making power, she should get 95,000 taels, and the remaining five thousand taels are yours!"
Prince Anfeng smiled and said, "Okay, then I will have five thousand taels. I will give my nephew half of the five thousand taels, and you will get 2,500 taels."
Lao Ming was so angry that smoke came out of his nose, "Two thousand five hundred taels? Didn't that Gu lose even his rice money?"
Prince Anfeng rolled his eyes at him, and then smiled broadly, "Look what you said, I have already calculated it for you. You have spent about a thousand taels of food and meat for this month at best, and you still picked up one in vain.
One thousand, five hundred taels, and it’s effortless. Aren’t you happy to get it for nothing? Go out and ask where there is such a good job, where you can earn one thousand, five hundred taels in a month? I am planning this matter, and I have to work hard to do it.
Do you earn so much? Okay, stop talking, I will give you an extra five hundred taels to make up for three thousand taels, is that appropriate?"
Lao Ming's eyes darkened and he was choked to the point that he couldn't say a word. He could only watch helplessly as he handed over three thousand taels of silver notes, then turned around and left with a large team.
"Uncle!" He shouted sharply, stopped Prince Anfeng, and ran over, "We can't divide it like this."
Prince Anfeng turned around, his eyes were filled with coldness, and he raised the paper and said, "What? It's written in black and white, do you want to admit it? Do you even want to bully your uncle? I heard that you are filial to your princes, but you don't know the way of filial piety. Isn't that right?
Is it too generous to make people laugh?"
Prince Anfeng looked like he was being persecuted, facing him with grievance and anger.
Lao Ming stared at him blankly, letting the written evidence brush against his face, and letting the mountain wind blow over his desolate back. He could not say a single word from his mouth, and only felt a chill in his heart. The written evidence was
It's so ironic that the person who was supposed to protect him ended up protecting the villain. It's unfair!
"Tell me, are you going to break the contract?" Prince Anfeng narrowed his eyes in an accusatory manner.
"No... I don't dare!" Lao Ming's aura was a little weaker after all. Although he secretly hated it, he couldn't say a word.
"Don't look so aggrieved. Tell me, what did I say at the beginning? I'll give you half of my share, right? I've got the written evidence, right?"
"Yes...but you didn't say you wanted to give..."
Prince Anfeng pointed at the group of men in black and asked Lao Ming again, "Have they been working in the mountains for a whole month? They can't rest until the sun rises and sets. You can see how hard they work, right?"
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"This...is seeing."
"They have dug up so much gold and silver treasure with their blood and sweat. Should they get a share? It's like three people going to dig, one person is responsible for planning, and the other two are responsible for digging. Can you not give it to the person responsible for digging?
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"This... this is definitely not possible, but the nature is different. They are your people."
Prince Anfeng sneered, "What happened to my people? Are my people inferior to others? Aren't my people qualified to share the money? During your reign, they secretly maintained stability and contributed to the border wars several times. Hong Lie
They participated in the siege battle and the Northern Desert War, and were injured. Did they receive a penny of military pay? Did they eat a meal from the court? Did they use the weapons provided by the court? Why don't they still pay them now that the world is peaceful and prosperous?
They share the money for retirement? It’s not from your pocket. This is money from outside. They worked hard to dig it up. I stood by and watched with you and shared thousands of taels in vain. What else are you dissatisfied with? What should you do to them?
Being mean?"
After saying these words, Lao Ming automatically lowered his head, then raised his head again, full of respect for the old men in black, his eyes sparkling with tears, "Uncle, my nephew was off-centered for a moment, I hope you will forgive me, heroes,
Beitang will always owe you."
Prince Anfeng lost his sullen look and showed a gentle look again, "It's okay if you know you were wrong."
He turned around and called everyone, "I would like to thank the Emperor for your kindness during these days!"
Everyone who was counting the banknotes hurriedly raised their hands and said in unison: "Thank you to the Emperor for your kindness during these days!"
The sound is shocking!
Lao Ming returned the gift with his hands in hand, his eyes blurred with tears. After all, these people still devoted their lives to Beitang.
In this way, Prince Anfeng led everyone down the mountain. Lao Ming stood for a long time, watching them. He slowly calmed down from his excitement, but he still felt aggrieved. Why was he wrong in the end?
Concubine Hu quietly walked over, gently held his arm, and said: "Your Majesty is right, this money should be allocated to them for their old age. For decades, they have not received salary from the court, but they still guard the country of Beitang.
They are worthy of respect!”
Lao Ming sighed and handed the money to Mrs. Hu, "I know it well and won't really care about it. I just pity my uncle for being so old and doing such sneaky things. In fact, he could just follow him openly."
Solitary said."
"If he says it, do you agree?" Princess Hu asked.
Lao Ming frowned and said sternly: "I don't agree, I'm still angry about the loss of Meizhuang for one million taels!"
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