Gao Yaokang, who was feeling very proud a moment ago and felt that he had a chance to win, was directly shot back by Zhao Huan. He was so dizzy that he was speechless for a long time.
Twenty-nine thousand taels of silver were used to buy a unique painting that could not be sold at all.
If you were a talented person and a beautiful woman, you might think it was worth the money.
But for Gao Yaokang, this game almost cost him his pants. He clenched his fists, his whole body was shaking, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to eat Zhao Huansheng alive.
Gao Yaokang kept roaring in his heart.
"A total of twenty-nine thousand taels of silver!!!"
"What use do I have to this broken painting!"
"In just two days, I spent all 59,000 taels of silver. Not to mention achieving political goals, I was manipulated by the nose."
"Zhao Huan, I'm going to kill you! From now on, there will only be one person between you and me in Bianjing City!"
Even though Gao Yaokang was already furious, he was at the scene of the fund-raising meeting, facing His Majesty and the world's martyrs, but he did not dare to take any offense.
Cheng Biao was also stunned. He was sure that Zhao Huan would take a picture of the mountains and rivers in a thousand miles to rectify the king's authority.
As a result, this guy... acted out of common sense and actually made a false shot at the last moment...
Cheng Biao was unwilling to give in and gritted his teeth: "My lord, you just handed over thousands of miles of land to others, do you have any royal authority at all?"
"A painting is so cowardly. If in the future, faced with the powerful soldiers of the Jin Dynasty, I am afraid that the land will be ceded to pay compensation. The seller is seeking glory, right?"
All eyes at the scene were focused on Zhao Huan.
The hawks and dogs of the household all agreed.
"That's right. How can your majestic prince give away thousands of miles of land to others so easily?"
"Prince Ding, have you forgotten that you are the eldest son of the Song Dynasty Emperor?"
"If you sell the painting today, tomorrow you will cede the land and pay compensation."
"Could it be said that the prince is so used to being idle on weekdays that he no longer has any blood in him and is willing to be the lackey of the Jin?"
The tall hats thrown by the Ministry of Revenue were thrown one after another, and they had to crush Zhao Huan to death.
Although Zhu Lian was sitting upright and calm, his heart was actually in his throat.
Now the nature of the problem has changed. It has nothing to do with Zhao Huan being able to take over the East Palace, but...as a prince, he goes against the rules of the world.
Especially the accusation of "Jin Ren's lackey" was enough to bring down the entire Dingwang Palace.
Zhao Huan naturally knew the stakes involved.
He refused to establish a reserve just to avoid becoming a scapegoat, but this did not mean that he would break the bank.
In order for Zhu Lian to live a good life, he needs to be strong in his craftsmanship and go against the rules of the world. He may get rid of the prince's curse, but he will also become a rat on the street.
Tong Guan's move is extremely poisonous.
Either you become a scapegoat, or you become a traitor despised by the world. If you choose one of the two, you will end up in a dead end.
Fortunately, Zhao Huan already had a strategy.
Facing the encirclement and suppression by the Hubu gang members headed by Cheng Biao, Zhao Huan remained calm and relaxed, with a free and easy smile on his face.
"The Picture of Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains is indeed of great symbolic significance, but Mr. Cheng keeps talking about people with foreign surnames and insists on distinguishing them so clearly. Is it possible that he is deliberately trying to sow discord between the emperor and his ministers?"
As soon as this statement came out, the clamoring members of the household department immediately fell silent.
Cheng Biao's face also darkened and he didn't dare to answer.
Zhao Huan took advantage of the victory to pursue him and hummed: "The Jin people are holding the pass. The country is facing a national crisis. The righteous people from all over the world gathered at Gen Yue. They are united as one to help the country and the country."
"No matter who you are, no matter your surname, as long as you stand in Genyue Garden, you are my passionate son of the Song Dynasty."
"Master Cheng, I would like to ask you a question in return!"
"Is today's fund-raising meeting to save the Zhao family or to save the Song Dynasty?"
Cheng Biao was already dumbfounded. If he had not been present at the scene in person, he would never have believed that this well-founded and impassioned statement came from Zhao Huan.
Without waiting for the schedule to respond, the entire Genyue was already boiling.
The eyes of the people with lofty ideals looking at Zhao Huan were more intense than ever before.
"That's right. We are gathered here to help the Song Dynasty."
"Cheng Biao! As the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Minister of the Central Government, you insist on using the word "foreign surname" to classify people with lofty ideals. What are you thinking about!"
"You are worthy of me, the Great Song Dynasty Prince, what a spirit! What a big heart!"
"You old thief Cheng, are you suggesting that we need to draw a clear line with the royal family? The Song Dynasty is the Song Dynasty of the Zhao family? You should be punished!"
Facing the scolding from everyone present, Cheng Biao's face turned pale.
He originally wanted to label Zhao Huan as a "seller seeking glory", but unexpectedly, he got himself into the trap.
Even if he had a hundred courages, he would not admit the crime of inciting people's hearts.
But at this time, Zhao Huan didn't give him any chance to defend himself.
The smile on Zhao Huan's face had disappeared, and he asked sternly: "Master Cheng, now I ask you again, what crime did you commit when you handed over this Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map to Gao Yaokang?"
Cheng Biao had a big mouth and looked at Zhao Huan blankly, speechless for a long time.
If the answer is guilty, it is dividing people's hearts and their hearts should be punished.
If he answers that he is not guilty, he is deliberately slandering Zhao Huan.
As soon as Zhao Huan opened his mouth, he blocked all Cheng Biao's escape routes.
Choosing the lesser of two evils, Cheng Biao had no choice but to lower his head and bow his hands: "I was short-sighted and misunderstood the prince's original intention, which almost caused a catastrophe."
Voices of disdain rose one after another at the scene.
"Thankfully you are still the Minister of Household Affairs!"
"Hahaha, is the threshold for selecting officials in the Song Dynasty already so low? It is really ridiculous that even such a mediocre person can climb to the position of minister."
"With such sycophants causing chaos, it's no wonder that the Song Dynasty ended up in the situation we are in today."
Hearing the scolding from behind, Cheng Biao's face sometimes turned red and sometimes turned pale.
In today's fund-raising meeting, Zhao Huan is not the only one walking on thin ice. Anyone who says something wrong will be eaten alive by the surging public opinion.
Zhu Lian, who had witnessed the entire incident, had a look of disbelief in his eyes.
Faced with the joint strangulation of Gao Yaokang and Cheng Biao, Zhao Huan unexpectedly turned defeat into victory? And... he won so completely!
Not only did Gao Yaokang throw away twenty-nine thousand taels of silver in vain, but Cheng Biao's career was also ruined.
I'm afraid those old foxes who have been in court for half their lives don't have such methods, right?
Just when Zhu Lian was secretly surprised, Zhao Huan leaned directly next to her and said proudly: "Daughter-in-law, are you moved by this king's heroic words? Go home tonight..."
As soon as Zhao Huan opened his mouth, Zhu Lian knew that this guy was going to talk dirty again, and his eyes immediately glared.
"Shut your mouth! Gen Yue is such a powerful land, don't humiliate Wen Wen!"
Although Zhao Huan looked dissatisfied, he still kept his mouth shut knowingly. He was really not afraid of his wife, he just hadn't thought about the activities tonight.
The righteous soldier of the Northern Territory, who was on the edge, silently clenched his fists and stared at Zhao Huan with burning eyes.