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Chapter 592: Two letters

In the end, Wang Ming of the Zhengcheng Wang family had to compromise and agreed to use the wealth accumulated by the Anling Wang family for more than ten generations in exchange for the pardon of the Anling Wang family.

After all, in the eyes of these great nobles, the lives of their clansmen are the most important. As for the wealth lost by the separation of the Anling Wang family, I believe that with the help of the Zhengcheng Wang family, Wang Zan and others will be able to make a comeback.

The real loss was that the Anling Wang family was expelled from Anling. This was what made Wang Ting the most angry.

But there was no way, he couldn't beat Zhao Hongrun in Anling.

"Wang will remember this humiliation in his heart!"

Before leaving Anling, Wang Ming sent someone to send a letter to Zhao Hongrun, which contained this sentence.

After reading it, Zhao Hongrun smiled brightly, rolled up the paper into a ball, and threw it out the window.

Why should you care about the barking of a bereaved dog?

With a creaking sound, the door to the study room opened, and Zongwei Lu Mu stepped in, followed by Gong Ying and Gong Fu brothers who were a little nervous.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Gong, I would like to thank you two for your understanding of justice."

"How dare you? How dare you."

Gong Ying and Gong Fu brothers were neither the kind of eloquent people. When Zhao Hongrun bowed their hands, their faces turned red and they were at a loss.

After gathering his composure, Gong Ying exhaled and said, "For your sake, King Su, let my young brother's injustice end here."

Zhao Hongrun was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "So, I owe you two a huge favor."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Gong Fu glared at his dumb brother angrily, and then hurriedly said to Zhao Hongrun: "Your Highness Prince Su, don't be surprised, my brother can't talk... In my opinion, most of the refugees outside Anling City are

Coming from Yanling, they are homeless because Yanling County has belonged to us... If they cannot find a place to settle down because of us, we will also feel deeply indebted."

Gongying scratched his head, nodded and said, "Your Highness, Prince Su, that's what I mean."

"That's not what you meant at all, okay?!"

In the room, all the clan guards, as well as the county magistrate Yan Yong, looked at Gong Ying in a strange way after hearing this, looking at this guy who didn't have a very bright mind.

However, Zhao Hongrun does not think that he actually has a good impression of people with strong limbs and simple minds like Chu Heng, Niu Zhuang, Gong Ying, etc., because these people have the simplest minds and generally do not harm others.

"Okay, okay." Zhao Hongrun looked at Gong Fu and nodded approvingly, and said, "No matter what, this time I owe the Gong family a favor..."

"The favor of King Su..."

The county magistrate Yan Yong looked at the Gong brothers with eager eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Looking at the entire Wei State, how many people can get this honor?

But before Yan Yong could finish his emotion, he saw Gong Ying saying carelessly: "It's all said and done!...This time, King Su helped our brother to express his anger and asked the Anling Wang family to spend all their wealth and return it."

Order Wang Chen, that thief, to kowtow in front of our young brother’s grave in person and admit his mistake. I believe that our young brother will be able to rest in peace even in heaven... Let’s be clear-cut and no one owes anything to the other!”

"How bad is this guy that he can't speak?"

The county magistrate Yan Yong looked at Gong Ying in stunned silence and shouted in his heart: You idiot! That was a favor from King Su!

However, after Zhao Hongrun heard these words, the smile on his face became even thicker. He looked at Gong Ying and Gong Fu brothers up and down, and then suddenly asked: "I heard that your two brothers are very skilled in martial arts."

Not bad, I wonder if a hundred people will be able to do the job?"

"A hundred-man general?" Gongying opened his eyes wide and said confidently: "There are some hundred-man generals in the Yanling army, but they can't beat me!"

"That's it, then let's use five hundred generals." Zhao Hongrun smiled and nodded.

Hearing this, Gong Ying had not yet reacted, but Gong Fu opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Five hundred generals?

This is not a low-level military position!

"Thank you, His Highness Prince Su!" Gong Fu said with gratitude and surprise.

Zhao Hongrun smiled slightly, turned to look at Zongwei Lü Mu, and said to him: "Lü Mu, please inform Yan Mo that I will give him two powerful generals."

"yes!"

Zongwei Lu Mu nodded, raised his hands to Gong Ying and Gong Fu brothers and said, "You two, please."

"Is His Royal Highness Prince Su sleepy?"

Gong Ying said stupidly, but was dragged away by Gong Fu.

Zhao Hongrun looked at the brothers walking out of the study with kind eyes.

Whether it was for Zhao Hongrun's sake, or as Gong Fu said, he did owe the Gong family a favor this time. After all, if the Gong family, as a suffering master, was dissatisfied with Zhao Hongrun's treatment of Prince Anling,

If the handling of the clan continues to cause trouble, it will be extremely difficult to resolve the ethnic antagonism in Anling and Yanling counties.

Fortunately, Gong Ying and Gong Fu brothers were both people with a profound understanding of righteousness. Under Zhao Hongrun's persuasion, they finally agreed to the Anling Wang family's ransom with money, that is, using their family property to compensate them.

In this way, the case of the Gong brothers has been settled, which can be regarded as a good start for resolving the ethnic antagonism between Anling and Yanling counties.

"Next... let's resettle the refugees outside the city first."

After pondering for a while, Zhao Hongrun raised his head and looked at the county magistrate Yan Yong. After thinking about it several times, he said in a deep voice: "Yan Yong, after a few days of thinking, I suddenly feel that you may still be able to make a difference."

"Eh?"

After hearing this, Yan Yong felt that all the bones in his body were softened.

"What do you mean by this? Isn't His Highness King Su planning to appeal to the Imperial Censor to remove me from my official position?"

Yan Yong's face couldn't help but reveal uncontrollable expectations.

Zhao Hongrun saw his expression, but he did not say anything wrong. He admonished him with a mixture of praise and blame: "After many days of observation, I believe that you are at fault, but your crime will not lead to the removal of your official position... At the moment

I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."

Yan Yong's heart was beating loudly when he heard this, and he held his hands over his hands with great joy and said: "Please make it clear, Your Highness King Su."

"Nothing else. I just want you to find a way to resettle the 50,000 refugees outside the city so that everyone has a house that can protect them from the wind and rain, and they all have food that can satisfy their hunger..."

After hearing this, Yan Yong hesitated and said: "This is not difficult. The problem lies in the attitude of the county people in the city. Your Highness, you know that the people in the county were instigated by the Wang family and other nobles in the past. They will inevitably retaliate against the people outside the city.

To exclude..." At this point, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhao Hongrun's cold face, and was startled. He quickly said: "Don't worry, His Highness Prince Su, this matter will be taken care of by the official."

Zhao Hongrun's eyes were very straightforward: If you can't even handle this kind of thing well, what's the use of you as a county magistrate?!

"Go ahead."

"yes!"

At Zhao Hongrun's urging, County Magistrate Yan Yong quickly walked out of the study and went to work on the resettlement of refugees outside the city.

At this moment, Zongwei Mu Qing walked in from outside the study, handed a letter to Zhao Hongrun, and said: "Your Highness, this was sent by the Yangyu clan of Shangshui County just now."

"Huh?"

Zhao Hongrun took a look at the letter. He originally thought it was a letter from Yang Shitao, but to his surprise, the signature on the envelope was "Li Liang from the Ministry of Revenue".

"A letter from Li Liang, Minister of the Ministry of Finance?"

While Zhao Hongrun was taking it apart, he suddenly realized that it must be because of those gold bricks.

Sure enough, Li Liang, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, explained to Zhao Hongrun in a letter that he had carefully inspected the gold bricks sent to Daliang by Zhao Hongrun. He admitted that these were indeed the treasury funds of the Ministry of Revenue, but they were not from recent years.

.

Li Liang told Zhao Hongrun in the letter that these bricks were at least ten or twenty years old, and their specifications were no longer used by the Ministry of Revenue.

For example, if these gold bricks are regarded as the first generation of treasury gold standards, then the Ministry of Revenue today has already adopted the third generation of treasury gold standards, that is, the specifications of the Su's Weights and Measures Standard.

At the end of the letter, Li Liang assured Zhao Hongrun that he had sent people to count the old-style treasury in the treasury and found no deficiencies. He believed that these gold bricks should be more than ten years and twenty years old.

Years ago, the imperial court awarded gold to meritorious people.

"The gold of military merit?"

Zhao Hongrun muttered secretly.

Because in his impression, the only people who could allow the court to reward such huge gold bricks were those generals who had made great achievements.

Yes, more than ten or twenty years ago, there were still many military generals in the Wei State. However, during the civil war in Daliang, those generals either actively or passively took sides and died in the war between King Jing Zhao Yuanzuo and King Yu Zhao Yuanke.

Even though he was not sacrificed at the time, Zhao Hongrun and his father Zhao Yuanxi were held accountable afterwards. Only a small group of generals who supported Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Yuanji survived.

It was this civil war that directly led to the shortage of military generals in Wei, which also made Bailiba, Sima An, Xu Yin, Zhu Hai and other Zongwei around Emperor Wei reach the pinnacle of their military positions.

If this were not the case, how could it be possible that four of the six generals stationed in the sixth battalion were Zongwei?

If there were many military generals and talents in those days, the Zongwei would occupy at most one or two people, such as the commander-in-chief position of the Three Guards Army and the general position of the "Drench Water Army" of the capital guard army. The other frontier garrison generals should be

It was impossible for a noble family of military generals to serve as the current situation. The Zongwei around Wei Emperor Zhao Yuansi almost controlled at least 60 to 70% of Wei's elite army.

"call……"

Taking a long breath, Zhao Hongrun put the letter from Li Liang, the Minister of Revenue, on the table, stood up and walked to the window, clasping his hands behind his back and looking at the scenery outside the window.

"It turned out to be gold bricks that were rewarded by the imperial court more than ten or twenty years ago. It's hard to find out... Aren't those generals and warriors who made outstanding achievements in those years all withered now? Who would want my life?"

"Hey, it's hard to check..."

Zhao Hongrun clicked his tongue.

At this moment, Zongwei Mu Qing came back and said with surprise: "Your Highness, a letter has arrived from Shen Yu."

"Shen Yu?"

Zhao Hongrun was very happy when he heard this.

"Quick, bring it and let me see."


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