What Zhao Huan wants is the courage to fight and kill!
"Although it is difficult for you to become a brave general like Yue Fei, as long as you are loyal to Prince Ding's palace, not only will you no longer have to be a scumbag, but your son and grandson will also be able to get out of the quagmire completely."
"When we achieve great things, you will definitely be the general of the Tiger Wing Army!"
Sun He was extremely excited at first, but when he heard this, he almost cried on the spot.
He stared at Zhao Huan, gritted his back molars, and roared at the top of his lungs and swore.
"Although you are a high-ranking prince, you know the pain of poor people like us."
"If given a choice, who would want to let their children continue to pick shit?"
"The young one is willing to go through life and death for the prince!"
"Not only to repay the prince for his kindness, but also for the sake of my own descendants, so that I don't have to pick a big dungeon anymore."
The other dung men also clenched their fists tightly and stared at Zhao Huan with burning eyes.
Even if they sell dung, they can make some money so that their families will not go hungry, but when they walk on the street, even ordinary people avoid them.
It's as if they stink.
But the prince in front of him not only did not despise them, but actually cultivated and promoted them with his own hands.
How can the scumbags not be grateful?
They don't understand so many impassioned truths, but they understand that a woman will look good for those who please her, and a man will die for a confidant!
In an instant, the shouts of more than fifty dung men seemed to shake the Jiaofang Si down.
"Your Majesty, a thousand years old!"
"We no longer want to pick shit, and are willing to make contributions to the prince."
Xiao Yan'er, who had just sneered at the dung men, gradually lost the smile on her face, and her eardrums were hurt by the shock of these rough men.
The other singers also looked at each other, even showing fear on their faces.
After all, these big men are all six feet tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted. They are also turds who specialize in fighting with others. It is really scary to suddenly shout in unison.
Zhao Huan's eyes became brighter and brighter, he wanted subordinates like this!
If Zhao Huan hadn't been short of men, he really wanted to give all these dung tyrants to Yue Fei to help him establish the Beiwei Army as soon as possible to compete with the Jinren cavalry!
"Wang Daquan!"
"My subordinate is here."
"Not only are you right, but you are actually meritorious. I am very satisfied with these fifty-three men and have kept them all."
"Keep up the good work, and snare all the dung tyrants in the entire Bianjing City. Anyone who is such a burly man will be called to me."
"Afterwards, you go to the palace accountant and withdraw five hundred taels of silver. This is the king's reward for you alone."
Wang Daquan never expected that he would plant flowers that would not bloom, but would not plant willows to create shade. He was immediately surprised and thanked him hurriedly.
Zhao Huan then called Changfu.
"Register all these men, report them to Zongzheng Temple, and officially become servants of Prince Ding's Mansion."
"Starting from today, we will give them five hundred coins every month. This is the fixed salary of the servants."
Hearing this, Changfu couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"Isn't this a little too much?"
"Five hundred coins a month is six taels of silver a year. There are fifty-three of them, which is already more than three hundred taels."
"When we continue to recruit servants in the future, the money we give them will be a thousand taels less every year."
"With such a huge expense, should we inform the princess first?"
Zhao Huan pinched the back of Changfu's neck and became angry: "Are you a member of the king or the princess?"
"I am afraid of the princess because I love my wife so much. As my confidant, you are also afraid of the princess. So how can I use you?"
A chill ran down the back of Chang Fu's neck, and he realized just how much trouble he had almost gotten himself into.
Not to mention the prince, even the present majesty must be concerned about his wife and must not be easily angered or rude.
But the people around the prince need to be flexible.
Changfu didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and nodded quickly: "I know I made a mistake, and I will never do it again. I beg you, Your Majesty, to calm down."
Zhao Huan let go of his hand and sent Chang Fu to do it quickly.
Let alone one thousand eight hundred taels of silver a year, even if it is ten thousand taels, you have to spend it.
The money you spend is money. If you keep it in your hands, you may not know who got the advantage in the end.
Moreover, although Zhao Huan is short of money now, he is even more short of manpower. Manpower is always the most precious resource, bar none.
Sun He felt like he was in a dream, his head was confused.
"A monthly salary of five hundred cents...is this the treatment of the servants of the royal family?!"
"With six taels of silver a year, even if I continue to be a scumbag, I can't make so much money."
"Brothers, follow the prince and you will have meat to eat!"
Following Sun He's shout, all the dung bullies clenched their fists, raised their arms and shouted: "Follow the prince to the death!"
If this continues, it won't take long for Zhao Huan to form a powerful royal army.
Just when he was secretly proud, he felt a smell of jealousy wafting next to him. He turned around and looked at the singers beside the wall. Their eyes almost rolled to the sky.
Especially Xiao Yan'er, with her hands on her hips, looking like a resentful little woman.
"Your Majesty is too partial!"
"These scumbags have six taels of silver a year, and the servants stay in the Jiaofangsi all day long, but they get nothing."
"I was not sold by the government, but my family was poor. My parents sent me to the government, and I was selected. I still have a family to support."
Other singers also protested.
"That's right! Whether it's Wang Daquan or Chen Zhao, their heads are almost up to the sky since they followed the prince, and now there's a bunch of dung tyrants."
"Does the prince like men? Otherwise, why would he be so stingy to his slaves!"
"The prince said not to show off, so the slaves stayed in the Jiaofangsi. But sitting and basking in the sun like this every day is not a problem."
"Otherwise, the prince will take us all in, and we will work as maids in the prince's palace. At least we can get some money."
Xiao Yaner was the most daring and ran directly to Zhao Huan, hugged Zhao Huan's arm, and shook him back and forth.
"Please take me in, Your Majesty."
It didn't matter what Xiao Yan'er did, the entire Jiaofang Division was instantly thrown into chaos, and all the singers rushed forward, drowning Zhao Huan directly.
Changfu was about to step forward to rescue him, but was stopped by Wang Daquan.
"Steward Changfu, let the prince have some fun, why bother to stop him? The princess is not here."
Hearing this, Chang Fu couldn't help but stop and had a bad smile on his face.
"It seems that what the prince said is absolutely correct. You are just a sultry kid, and you have more bad water in your stomach than Chen Zhao!"
Wang Daquan cupped his fist and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
"For those who are loyal, righteous and courageous, you and Yue Fei are enough."
"As for the things you don't bother to do, just leave them to me and Chen Zhao."
Loyal to the liver and righteous to the bravery...
These words spoke directly into Changfu's heart. He held his head high, not to mention how proud he was.