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"Hongrun, how much money do you want from my clan?"
Half an hour later, the old man sitting on the main seat in the inner hall half a month ago asked slowly.
I saw that this old man was very old and skinny, and I could tell at a glance that he was in his seventies. Note: "Gushi" means "rare in ancient times", which means that very few people can live to this age. In fact, he is about seventy years old.
This old man is amazing. Even Zhao Hongrun's father, Emperor Wei, has to call him uncle. He is almost the longest-lived member of the royal family in Wei. He is three times taller than Zhao Hongrun. Zhao Hongrun has to take care of it.
This old man's name is Great Uncle.
It turned out that Zhao Hongrun's third uncle, the previous Zongfu Zongzheng saw that he could not suppress Zhao Hongrun, a junior, so he had to clear out this great uncle.
It's a pity that Zhao Hongrun is full of anger at the moment, and his anger is compressed to the point of almost exploding. It can be said that he kills people when he blocks people, and kills God when he blocks God. Even in front of this great uncle, he is not weak at all.
"Ten million taels of silver!"
Zhao Hongrun said expressionlessly.
At this moment, he was still sitting in the same position he had sat half a month ago, but his sitting posture was completely different.
Half a month ago, he was sitting upright and orderly, but now, he was sitting casually on the mattress, with one leg flat on the ground and one leg bent upright. His hands were also supported on the ground with his left hand, and his right hand was hanging on the knee of his right leg, as if
I have no idea what etiquette is.
But at this time, no one cared about this, because everyone in the hall was stunned by Zhao Hongrun's understatement of spitting out ten million taels of silver.
The people in the hall are still the same people half a month ago, except that there is one more great-uncle sitting in the main seat at the moment.
After hearing this number, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed drastically. Even the great-uncle, who was half buried in the ground, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.
"Hongrun, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Hongrun's second uncle, Zhao Yuanyan, reminded him in a low voice.
"Are you talking nonsense?" Zhao Hongrun snorted lightly and said seriously: "I will settle the accounts for everyone here."
This king...?
Everyone here secretly glanced at the great-uncle and saw that he had no reaction, so they did not interrupt. They were just stunned in their hearts: In front of an ancestor who even today has to call him uncle, he dared to call himself the king.
?This guy is no longer arrogant!
At this time, Zhao Hongrun was already thinking about himself and said: "The year before last, Xiong Tuo, the king of Chu Yangcheng, led his army to invade the Wei Dynasty. I led the army to fight in July and August. He returned triumphantly in April last year, which took nine months.
On the left and right, countless gold and silver treasures were plundered from the Chu State, enough to cover the tax revenue of the Ministry of Household Affairs for several years.
At that time, most of the Song Dynasty had fallen into the hands of the Chu State. It was this king who defeated Xiong Tuo, the king of Yangcheng, and forced the Chu State to return the cities of the Song Dynasty and withdraw from the Song Dynasty.
Let me ask you, how much money are the seventeenth day in those nine months worth?
Last year, Sanchuan Jiejiao provoked the Wei Dynasty and refused to take advantage of the road. The king once again led the army to attack. He sent troops in June and July and defeated the enemy in September, which took more than two months.
During this period, the road to Longxi will be opened so that the Yi, Jie, and Yi tribes will not dare to attack the Western Expeditionary Army of the Third Bo of Nanliang King, so that our great Wei can smoothly support Longxi and enhance our great power!
Afterwards, I established the Luoshui Alliance and allowed Sanchuan to start trade with our great Wei Dynasty, which increased the profits of the Ministry of Revenue several times compared with previous years.
I would like to ask you again, how much are the seventeen days in these two months worth?"
Having said this, Zhao Hongrun looked around at everyone and said calmly: "On the seventeenth day, I can do a lot of things. One thousand and twenty thousand is not much."
Everyone in the hall looked at each other, even the great uncle was speechless.
After all, according to Zhao Hongrun's calculation, the seventeenth day would be worth more than tens of thousands of taels?
In fact, the Chu State was forced to return the Song Dynasty city they had captured, and the tribes of the three tribes, namely Xiliang, Jie, and Huang, surrendered to the Wei State. This was a benefit that could not be measured in terms of money.
According to this calculation, let alone ten million taels, even ten million taels is not much.
After a long silence, the great uncle shook his head and said: "The clan...can't afford ten million taels."
"You can join in." Zhao Hongrun snorted coldly, glanced at the four princes, and said lightly sarcastically: "The Zongfu has come forward this time. I think those who hope that the Zongfu will make me bow my head will do this for the Zongfu."
money.”
After hearing this, the expressions of the princes and kings Zhao Wenshen of Chengling, Zhao Wenzhuo of Jiyang, Zhao Wenxuan of Zhongyang, and Zhao Wenkai of Yuanyang suddenly changed. After all, ten million taels is not a small number.
They lowered their heads subconsciously, as if they were afraid of being seen by the great uncle.
"..." The great uncle glanced at the four princes and kings, shook his head imperceptibly, and then said to Zhao Hongrun: "Hongrun, ten million taels is too much. Even if I am willing to nod, our clan
I can’t afford this money either…how about one million taels?”
"No!" Zhao Hongrun categorically objected: "Ten million taels of silver, not even a copper coin less! No one can escape his mistakes and not pay the price... Yangcheng Jun Xiong Tuo emptied his treasury,
Bitatu, the leader of the Jiejiao tribe, was defeated and buried in Henan. Now, it's the clan's turn."
"..." Great uncle took a deep look at Zhao Hongrun and said meaningfully: "Hongrun, you are so aggressive, which makes great uncle quite disappointed."
Zhao Hongrun smiled lightly when he heard this: "It doesn't matter, my uncle is already old anyway, so he won't be disappointed for long."
...How dare you say it!
Everyone in the hall widened their eyes in shock, and the great-uncle as the person involved seemed to be stunned for a moment.
I have never seen a junior who is so ignorant of his elders!
"Zhao Hongrun!" Zhao Yuanyan lowered his head, and the third uncle slapped the case with a sullen face: "I have lived a long time, and I have never seen such an arrogant junior!... You think you can see the results just by relying on your merits?
Are you disrespectful?!"
"Huh, there must be meritorious service." Zhao Hongrun smiled faintly, then looked at his third uncle for a few times, deliberately frowned with a look of deep thought, and asked: "Third uncle, speaking of which, I don't know you.
What is your name?"
"What?" The third uncle was confused by Zhao Hongrun's inexplicable question. He frowned and said, "Why are you asking this?"
I saw Zhao Hongrun's face showing deep ridicule, and he said lightly: "I just suddenly felt curious, is it because you, Third Uncle, have no meritorious service, no connections, and no reputation in your life, so that I have never heard of Third Uncle?"
What’s the taboo name?”
…
There was silence in the hall, and everyone was stunned.
Zhao Hongrun's second uncle, Zhao Yuanyan, who was always old-fashioned, actually opened his mouth unconsciously this time.
You can easily fit a chicken into it.
It's no wonder, after all, Zhao Hongrun's words are so vicious.
No, the third uncle was so angry at Zhao Hongrun's words that he covered his heart with one hand and pointed a finger at Zhao Hongrun. He was trembling all over. His mouth was open for a while but he didn't say a complete sentence. Instead, he showed signs of fainting at any time.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun snorted and said lightly: "This is really interesting. After all, I have defeated powerful enemies and opened up new territories for our Wei Dynasty, but I was actually scolded by an old guy who has hardly made any achievements... Huh, you are so proud of yourself.
, the prerequisite is to have merit, right? It seems that Third Uncle has lived a lifetime in vain, but I have never heard of the name of Third Uncle. I must not be able to understand the feeling of being proud of taking credit, right? I can tell you, this feeling is still...
Pretty good.”
After saying that, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and said: "Oh, by the way, Third Uncle, I suddenly felt that it was really my fault for accusing you of relying on your old age half a month ago. I should have thought at that time, Third Uncle, you
I have lived for such a long time. Apart from a handful of old bones that can overwhelm me, do you have any meritorious deeds worthy of being praised by the people of Wei? Hey, other than relying on your old age to support you, I guess you don’t have anything else to support you."
This sentence is by no means less vicious than the previous one, and even worse.
No, the third uncle was so angry that he seemed about to fall to the ground at any time. Fortunately, Zhao Yuanyan got up in time to support him and help him back to his seat.
"Hongrun, enough is enough!" Zhao Yuanyan scolded: "Your third uncle is the previous Zongzheng. He worked tirelessly and achieved great results through his hard work."
"Hmph!" Zhao Hongrun snorted softly and said calmly: "If you work hard, you will be rewarded... Ha, I understand." As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the four princes and kings, and then grinned, with a strong sense of ridicule.
This kid... is so arrogant!
At this moment, everyone in the hall was thinking the same way.
Especially the four princes and kings, their faces were full of weirdness. They never expected that Zhao Hongrun would still be so arrogant and arrogant in front of his great uncle, the oldest old man in the Ji Zhao family.
The words made Third Uncle Zong, the former Zong Zheng of the clan, almost vomit blood in anger.
As for the reason, everyone understands it.
Because Zhao Hongrun was holding back a fire in his heart, holding back an evil fire that had been locked in the meditation room for seventeen days.
"Hongrun, great-uncle, I had high hopes for you at first and protected you a lot, but you... are just too presumptuous!"
The great-uncle, who had been silent for a while, finally opened his mouth and said coldly: "Do you really think that the clan can't cure you?"
Zhao Hongrun raised his head, greeted him with the same cold eyes, and said coldly: "Uncle, please save your rhetoric. When I was locked up in the meditation room and tortured, you never came forward to protect me.
King. Now that the third uncle can no longer hold on, you ran out. You ran pretty fast. Didn’t you knock your old bones over?... It’s really disappointing to say that you have high hopes for me and protect me so much.
You’re laughing so hard!…Oh, my teeth, my teeth.”
After saying that, he covered his cheeks, as if the teeth in his mouth had really been laughed out of his mouth.
Seeing this, the great uncle's eyes turned cold and he said in a low tone: "Junior! Do you believe that with just one word, I can ask your father to lock you up for ten or twenty years?"
"This King Xin." Zhao Hongrun put down his hands covering his cheeks, resumed his previous posture, nodded seriously, and said lightly: "You are an elder, so naturally I can't defeat you... But my uncle.
, have you ever thought about what will happen twenty years later?"
He looked up at his great-uncle and said coldly in the same low tone that he had just spoken: "Twenty years later, I will be thirty-six years old, and where is my great-uncle? You are already in this long box.
." As he spoke, he drew the shape of the coffin with his hands in front of his chest.
"..."
In the hall, there was silence again.
Who dares to imagine that Zhao Hongrun would actually say such words, well, although they are natural, they sound very vicious.
Even the great-uncle who had threatened Zhao Hongrun just now didn't know how to respond to these words. He couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded, and his face turned blue and white.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun glanced around the people in the hall and said sternly: "As the saying goes, it is better to bully the old than the younger. It is not because the younger generation may achieve more than some old people in the future, but because the younger generation will be more successful than the old people.
Live a long time... No matter how you force me today, twenty years from now, I will use the same method to return it to your children and grandchildren. At that time, you are lying in that long box and can only watch.
"…If I, the king, had not relieved myself at that time and spread all kinds of rumors to tarnish your reputation and make you infamy for eternity, hey, you still can't talk about it!"
…
In the inner hall, there was silence again, everyone was looking at Zhao Hongrun.
At the same time, I thought to myself: This guy is so cruel!
At this time, Zhao Hongrun calmed down his emotions and said again with an expressionless face: "I don't care how the clan can get this money. In short, ten million taels, not even a copper is less! If there is no money, just
Selling things, demolishing houses, demolishing walls, demolishing mansions... If you want to shoot the first bird with a bow, don't blame the bow and arrow for being blind!"
Looking at Zhao Hongrun with a cold expression on his face, the great-uncle opened his mouth several times to speak, but was speechless.
He was shocked, shocked by a junior who was just sixteen years old.