Even if Zhao Huan really used the 30,000 taels of silver raised by the Northern Frontier martyrs to take pictures of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, they would never feel resentful.
After all, as a prince, Zhao Huan protects the country of the Song Dynasty, which is reasonable and reasonable.
In the end, no one expected that Zhao Huan would squeeze Gao Yaokang to death without spending a penny, and even put Cheng Biao in jail and ruined his career.
All the righteous people in the northern frontier hated Gao Yaokang. To be precise, they hated the Gao family!
The Jin soldiers were nominally hoarding at the border, but in reality they harassed and plundered the border areas and never stopped for a moment.
Every day, countless men were tortured and killed by the Jin soldiers, and countless women were robbed and used as playthings.
Life and dignity are trampled endlessly.
As long as the army of the Song Dynasty takes the initiative to drive away the rangers who are looting and harassing everywhere, the safety of the border residents can be protected.
Unfortunately, the border troops turned a blind eye to the miserable plight of the people and even lied that the Jin soldiers had not committed any crimes against the border people.
The Gao family and the frontier army were in sync with each other, and they covered up the news for the frontier army in Beijing.
Any border residents who came to Beijing to complain, including local officials, would be silenced by the Gao family as soon as they entered Bianjing.
Yesterday at Hongyan Pavilion, I saw with my own eyes that Zhao Huan and Gao Yaokang were enemies. The righteous soldiers of the northern frontier regarded Zhao Huan as their support.
Now, the methods shown by Zhao Huan are undoubtedly a powerful medicine for the northern frontier righteous men.
Zhao Kun, the representative of the Northern Frontier Volunteers in black, suppressed his excitement.
"We won the bet!"
"If there is anyone else we, the northern border people, can rely on, it must be King Ding."
The surrounding northern frontier martyrs were also trembling with excitement.
"King Ding smashed the Hongyan Pavilion, helped the suffering people, and became an enemy of Gao Yaokang. This can only be regarded as his courage and courage. The feat of today's fund-raising meeting shows the wisdom and strategy of King Ding."
"Why was such a brave and strategic King Ding of the Song Dynasty buried for so many years with his ability?"
"I'm afraid that in the past, I was suppressed by the cowardly kings and sycophants, so the prince fought alone and could not achieve anything. Now the fund-raising meeting is also an opportunity for the prince."
"That's right. We should support Prince Ding to the death! The honor and disgrace of the Prince is related to the life and death of our people on the northern frontier."
Zhao Huan didn't know what his run against Gao Yaokang and Cheng Biao meant for Beiqie.
He didn't even know that the righteous soldiers from the northern frontier gathered in Genyue.
At this time, Zhao Huan only focused on showing his princely spirit to Zhu Lian, hoping to melt the iceberg and go home to do shameful things.
Just when Zhao Huan was madly expressing his love, Tong Guan, who was standing at the door of Sanxiu Hall, looked extremely gloomy.
This drama of "the king is buried in a thousand miles of mountains and rivers" was Tong Guan's favorite work, but it was resolved so easily by Zhao Huan, and even the schedule was canceled.
Tong Guan felt as if he had been slapped by Zhao Huan in public, and his face was burning.
His Majesty was sitting in Sanxiu Hall and witnessed the entire incident.
Although he is His Majesty's close "concubine", there are five other people who are as favored as him!
If his ability is questioned, he may be lifted to the sky today, but he will fall into the abyss and be shattered to pieces tomorrow.
Tong Guan did not dare to hesitate and immediately ordered the eunuch to move out the next lot.
Tong Guan pretended to be passionate, and on behalf of Zhao Ji behind him, he boasted and tried to make amends for the Gao family to avoid losing too ugly.
"A picture of a thousand-mile country and mountains actually cost 29,000 taels of silver. Although it is still far from the goal of 900,000 taels of silver, Mr. Gao's loyalty to the Song Dynasty, his sorrow for the national calamity, and his courage to support the country
, are all very admirable.”
Tong Guan praised Gao Yaokang profusely, but never mentioned Zhao Huan.
The attention at the scene once again focused on Gao Yaokang.
Although he lost twenty-nine thousand taels of silver and his liver was trembling, it was a blessing in disguise that he could take the opportunity to become a "patriot" and win over the hearts of righteous people all over the world.
But his hatred for Zhao Huan was not compromised at all.
At this time, Tong Guan's voice sounded again.
"This second lot is His Majesty's calligraphy."
As soon as these words came out, the scene immediately became excited. There is no doubt about His Majesty's artistic attainments. If His Majesty's calligraphy can be collected and passed on to future generations, it will definitely be a blessing to the descendants and they will benefit from it endlessly.
Under the gaze of everyone, the eunuch slowly unfolded the scroll, and the poem framed in the center of the scroll came into view.
"Drunk and depressed..."
"I am speechless and choked. I look at the lanterns to remember the time of year. I point to the moon as I walk and say... I can't bear to look up, ashamed to see the old moon."
"What a poem! What a poem! Only Your Majesty can reveal such delicate emotions on black and white letters."
"I have heard this poem for a long time. It was written by His Majesty four years ago when he was admiring the lanterns at Jinglongmen. He was moved by the scenery and missed the late Concubine Liu Guifei."
"This poem is worth ten thousand taels!"
"How much more than ten thousand taels? I will pay thirteen thousand taels!"
Before Tong Guan's announcement, the wealthy businessmen and loyalists present had already begun to compete for bids.
Zhao Ji, who was sitting high in the Sanxiu Hall, saw that his calligraphy was so popular, and his unhappy mood due to Zhao Huan instantly became more open-minded.
"You gentlemen, you are still very knowledgeable."
Just when Zhao Ji was in a daze, Tong Guan's eyes already showed a fierce look.
Gao Yaokang understood. Although he was unwilling to "spend money and bleed" anymore, due to Tong Guan's pressure, he could only get up and stand up. Relying on his newly acquired status of "patriot", he waved his sleeves and was very heroic.
.
"Your Majesty is concerned about the world and has already become famous in Beijing. I wonder how much love you plan to dedicate to His Majesty's calligraphy treasure?"
At this time, the price of the calligraphy treasure had been pushed to 27,000 taels of silver.
Even with the blessing of His Majesty's halo, it is already a sky-high price.
Seeing how fierce the competition was, everyone turned off their engines and turned their attention to Zhao Huan.
Even Zhao Ji was extremely interested in this rebellious son's attitude.
Although Zhu Lian was worried, this lot was, after all, His Majesty's calligraphy. Gao Yaokang took the opportunity to attack, and Zhao Huan had no choice but to avoid it, so Zhu Lian did not stop him.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Zhao Huan stood up again.
"How can your Majesty's deep love for Concubine Liu be measured by money? Even if I am afraid of losing my entire family, it will not be able to match your Majesty's true love."
As soon as he said this, Tong Guan cursed in his heart.
Damn it, your ability to flatter is as good as ours!
Tong Guan glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Zhao Ji's eyes seemed to be bright.
The hatred between father and son must not melt away at all, otherwise it would be tantamount to annihilation for Tong Guan.
Tong Guan's eyes were sharp, and Gao Yaokang quickly attacked.
"Your Majesty, in times of national calamity, does not hesitate to auction off his true feelings. How magnanimous is this?"
"I have already treasured the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains. As a prince, the prince should accept the love of his parents, right?"