"Second uncle might as well tell King Yuanyang that he wants to recover the land deed. Yes, two hundred thousand taels of silver, and my nephew will return the land deed. `... Fifteen thousand is the principal, and the other fifty thousand is
It is to make up for the nephew's loss. As long as he agrees, the nephew can return the land deed at any time."
"..." Zhao Yuanyan glanced at Zhao Hongrun for a few times, frowned and said, "But you will choose another piece of land to build a river port, right?"
"Yes!" Zhao Hongrun grinned and said with a mocking look on his face: "My nephew will not only choose another piece of land to build a river port, but also choose a piece of land far away from Yuanyang Kingdom..." At this point, he raised his eyebrows
He glanced at Zhao Yuansi and said calmly: "If we don't invest huge amounts of money, Bolangsha will be nothing more than a deserted land, just like the stone in your hand, second uncle. Only by investing huge amounts of manpower and material resources can we
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Having said this, Zhao Hongrun took out another object from his arms, placed it in the flat palm of his second uncle Zhao Yuanyan, and immediately said: "Only can it turn waste into treasure and become a valuable thing."
"..." Zhao Yuanyan looked at a newly added small item in his palm in silence.
It was a small and exquisite stone doll.
Comparing an ordinary stone that could be seen everywhere in his hand with another exquisitely carved and polished stone doll, Zhao Yuanyan turned to look at Zhao Hongrun.
He realized that many people had made a similar mistake to him in this matter.
That was a misestimation of the value of Bolangsha. To be precise, the value-added premise of the land in Bolangsha was not taken into account.
It is undeniable that anyone with some knowledge knows that once the Bolangsha River Port is completed, this once desolate land will definitely become a golden mountain. However, how many people have studied deeply that in order to achieve this goal, Zhao Hongrun and the people he is in charge of
How much manpower and material resources will the Smelting Bureau invest in the early stage?
"..." Zhao Yuanyan felt a burning feeling of shame on his face.
Because he remembered Zhao Hongrun’s metaphor just now: Before a well digger named Smelting Bureau started digging a well, there was a group of people surrounding him, holding kettles and waiting to grab water. This is really ridiculous!
"Don't think your nephew is a fool, second uncle."
Looking up at Zhao Yuanyan, Zhao Hongrun whispered: "It is our Smelting Bureau that is planning to build the river port. I can cancel it at any time, and once canceled, Bolangsha will be just a wasteland. What use will it be?"
Zhao Yuanyan frowned when he heard this and said in a deep voice: "Do you think no one can build the river port in Bolangsha without you?"
Zhao Hongrun grinned: "There is no need to mention the Yuanyang King's line. That line does not have the manpower and material resources. As for the imperial court... Hey! If the imperial court really plans to build a port in Bolangsha, my nephew will only wish for it...
There are many ways to make money in this world, and my nephew is not short of this one.
Xiang!" At this point, he shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that the imperial court does not have the courage of my nephew to build a river port in Bolangsha at all costs... God knows that in the barren land of Bolangsha
How much manpower and material resources are needed to build a river port in swampland?”
"..." Zhao Yuanyan remained silent.
After all, what Zhao Hongrun said is right. It seems that such a huge initial investment will not get any return in a short time. If it were not urgent, the court would not have the courage. They would think: Anyway, there is Xiangfu Port, and there is enough transportation back and forth.
Well, as for Bolangsha, although it will be a treasure land after the river port is built, it is better to leave it alone for now.
Let it go first, and it is very likely that it will last for more than ten years, decades or even hundreds of years.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun finished the last sentence.
"...Not to mention that this matter requires the help of the craftsmanship of our Metallurgical Bureau. If our Metallurgical Bureau does not cooperate, all the manpower and material resources will be in vain."
In fact, when he said these words, although Zhao Hongrun spoke impassionedly and seemed to be dismissive of Bolangsha, in fact, he felt very guilty at the moment.
After all, in his planning blueprint, Bolangsha cannot be replaced and is the best location to build a river port.
Although the geographical location of Huangchi County on the other side of the Guandu River and across the Guandu River from Bolangsha is equally advantageous, unfortunately, it will be affected by floods when the big river (Yellow River) overflows.
The impact is serious, unlike Bolangsha. It is slightly closer to the Guandu River and is wrapped by a piece of land on the north side, so it is easy to avoid the disaster of flooding the port.
In addition, the geographical location of the rest of the Guandu River is not ideal and has long been abandoned by Zhao Hongrun.
Because of this, even though Zhao Hongrun said he didn't care, in fact he was very nervous in his heart, fearing that his second uncle Zhao Yuanyan would say that in this case, he should return Bolangsha to the Yuanyang King.
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Fortunately, Zhao Yuanyan looked at him thoughtfully and did not say those words.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun felt a little more confident, and even his tone of voice became a little tougher.
"The second uncle might as well reply to King Yuanyang. If he insists on recovering Bolangsha, then they will simply break up. He will pay an extra 50,000 silver to his nephew as compensation for the loss, and the nephew will choose to build a river port separately.
position; otherwise, don’t be greedy..." After a pause, Zhao Hongrun added with a cold snort: "If the Bolangsha area prospers, Yuanyang will definitely benefit. That gain will be greater than what he has lost now.
There is a lot of valuable land in the wasteland.”
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Zhao Yuanyan stared at Zhao Hongrun expressionlessly and did not say anything else. After all, all the words were blocked by Zhao Hongrun.
Although he could see that although this nephew said that he didn't care about Bolangsha, his expression and tone still hoped to hold this land firmly in his hands. What was the point of that?
Expose this matter?
After all, based on this nephew's past character, I am afraid that the construction of the river port in Bolangsha may really fall apart. At that time, not only King Yuanyang's family will not be grateful to him for recovering Bolangsha for them.
, and it will even make him offend the nephew in front of him, and the former brother who is standing behind this son, the current Emperor of Wei.
If someone in the imperial court learns the ins and outs of this matter, I am afraid that they will be in conflict with his clan.
This is a typical thankless job.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanyan, after pondering for a while, finally decided to let Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai make his own choice.
"You go back first." He said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had persuaded the second uncle in front of him.
As long as the second uncle doesn't side with Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai, then this matter will be much easier to solve.
Zhao Hongrun dared to bet that as long as the Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai could see the future value of Bolangsha, he would never refuse this huge temptation and push out the port that could have been located in the Yuanyang fiefdom.
As for how to determine whether Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai could see the value of Bolangsha in the future, it is enough to prove that he hurriedly sent people to deliver a letter to the Zongfu, hoping to trade Bolangsha back.
On that day, Zhao Yuanyan did as Zhao Hongrun said, and wrote a letter in his own hand, recording his conversation with Zhao Hongrun in the letter, and sent someone to the capital city of Yuanyang Kingdom immediately.
And this letter is probably nothing more than the two options proposed by Zhao Hongrun: either he can redeem Bolangsha with 200,000 taels, and his king, Zhao Hongrun, can choose another place to build a river port; or, Yuan Yangguo can honestly admit this.
Something.
It has to be said that when Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai saw this letter, he was very dissatisfied.
In fact, the ransom of 200,000 taels of silver is actually irrelevant. The key lies in the second half: if Yuan Yangguo chooses to take back Bolangsha, then Zhao Hongrun will give up building a river port there.
This is where Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai really ran into trouble.
As Zhao Hongrun guessed, in fact, Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai also saw the future value of Bolangsha. Therefore, when he learned that his son Zhao Chengxiu actually sold the land to Zhao Hongrun for a mere 150,000 taels, he
He slapped his son angrily and immediately sent a letter to the clan government, hoping to recover this immeasurable loss.
But unfortunately, as he had predicted earlier, there is no reason why the meat eaten by others will be spit out easily?
King Su Hongrun, that young nephew, in turn gave him a difficult problem.
He sat at the table in the room, frowning at the ordinary stone and the exquisitely carved stone doll that were sent with the letter.
Of course he can understand the true meaning of this small object.
In fact, Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai also understood this truth: if a lot of manpower and material resources were not invested in Bolangsha, it would be nothing more than a desolate swamp with few people.
But even though he knew it, he still felt unwilling to do so, because if his son Zhao Chengxiu hadn't been so self-righteous and self-assertive, Yuanyang and his family could have gained more.
"Call the prince here!" Zhao Wenkai ordered the servants in the palace while holding back his anger.
Not long after, his eldest son Zhao Chengxiu came to the house tremblingly. Even though it had been two days, it was still vaguely visible that his face was still a little swollen. From this, it is not difficult to guess how serious the slap that King Yuanyang Zhao Wenkai gave his son was.
Strength.
"Father..." Zhao Chengxiu called carefully.
"Pah——"
With a crisp sound, a red palm print suddenly appeared on the left side of Zhao Chengxiu's face, but he did not dare to move.
"If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you deserve!" Zhao Wenkai glanced at him coldly, and reprimanded him in a low voice with deep anger: "Sir, do you know how much wealth I, Yuanyang, have lost because of you?
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Zhao Chengxiu was so frightened that he trembled all over. After a while, he whispered: "Then, wouldn't it be great if my father took Bolangsha back... It's not much different from the past."
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Zhao Wenkai turned his head and glanced at Zhao Chengxiu, his eyes filled with incredible disappointment.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to scold his son again, but in the end, he just shook his head.
After a long time, he sighed and said, "Bolangsha, just give it to Zhao Hongrun, and that's the end of it."
"Father?" Zhao Chengxiu raised his head in astonishment and said in disbelief: "Then...then didn't our Yuanyang suffer a big loss?"
It was okay not to mention this sentence, but when he mentioned it, Zhao Wenkai became angry. He stood up and slapped his son again, angrily scolding: "You dare to mention it?!... Get out!"
Zhao Chengxiu stared at his father blankly for a while, then turned around and left the house with a pale complexion.
After returning to his house, Zhao Chengxiu became angrier and angrier. In a rage, he smashed all the breakable objects in the house.
"Zhao Hongrun!"
He gritted his teeth and muttered Zhao Hongrun's name.
As Zhao Hongrun had expected, the attitude of Yuanyang King Zhao Wenkai is temporarily unknown, but his eldest son Zhao Chengxiu has obviously regarded him as an sworn enemy.
Seeing Zhao Chengxiu sitting at the table with a livid complexion and contemplating something, I believe he must be thinking about how to retaliate against this matter to vent his anger. (To be continued.)