The subtlety of Zhao Huan's answer is that he took all the responsibility on himself.
Anyway, even if Zhao Huan takes a breath, His Majesty will be suspicious of him, so he might as well break the jar and smash it, since there are too many lice to bite him anyway.
"Cai Jing..."
In front of everyone, Zhao Huan continued to call Cai Jing by his first name, and the more he called him, the smoother he became.
"Everyone is well aware of the situation in Yizhou. I will use today's banquet to raise military expenses and replenish supplies for the soldiers who fought bloody battles in Yizhou."
"It is completely different from the fund-raising conference held by His Majesty in Genyue."
"Can't you even interfere with my king's financing of the war?"
Facing Zhao Huan's rhetorical question, Cai Jing blurted out without even thinking: "I don't dare, old minister."
"Your Majesty is concerned about the war in Yizhou, and the veteran admires it from the bottom of his heart, so he just took this opportunity to contribute a little."
While talking, Cai Jing took out fifty taels of silver notes from his sleeve and handed it over.
"I have always had a clear mind. Although I am willing to help the prince, I am short of money. This fifty taels of silver is also a little bit of my heart. I hope the prince will not dislike it."
The notoriously corrupt person throughout the Song Dynasty actually claimed to be the Qingfeng with Two Sleeves? Sure enough, a person who is shameless is invincible!
Moreover, Cai Jing’s move had another purpose.
Although it is only fifty taels of silver, it also contains "humanity and sophistication".
If Zhao Huan refused, it would be because the money was too little; if he accepted, it would be equivalent to owing Cai Jing a favor.
Although this move will not cause any substantial harm to Zhao Huan, it is still disgusting enough.
Zhu Bocai, who witnessed the entire incident, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Prince Ding and Cai Jing are indeed rivals in chess. You come and I go, and every move is a reflection of swords and swords."
"As soon as you come in and eat with me, I'll give you a foot in return."
"Anyone else would probably not be able to survive three rounds in front of these two people. Han Mulu is a living example."
For a moment, everyone was secretly looking forward to it, wondering how Zhao Huan would respond to Cai Jing's harmless but disgusting "little move."
Zhao Huan once again showed his behavior that was different from ordinary people.
Without any hesitation, he directly reached out and pulled out the banknote and stuffed it into his sleeve.
Cai Jing's eyes lit up. He seemed humble, but in reality he was sarcastic: "It's only fifty taels of silver, which makes the prince laugh."
"But no matter how little money you have, it will still contribute to the war in Yizhou."
How could Zhao Huan not know Cai Jing’s evil thoughts?
He immediately responded with a smile: "Don't say fifty taels, even if it is fifty cents, it is still money. I will naturally accept it all."
"On behalf of Your Majesty, I would like to thank you for your contribution to the country of Song Dynasty."
As soon as this statement came out, all the officials present secretly admired him.
With a few words, Zhao Huan directly turned his matter into His Majesty's matter.
It is true that Zhao Huan was fully responsible for the battle of Yizhou, but the whole world is not the king's territory. In the final analysis, Zhao Huan is just a "part-timer", and His Majesty is the big boss behind the scenes.
Then the favor of fifty taels of silver will naturally be borne by Your Majesty.
But the premise is that Cai Jing has the courage to let His Majesty gain favor from him!
Cai Jing's face turned gloomy as expected. Two consecutive fights ended in vain, which made Cai Jing's face somewhat confused.
The dignified prime minister, one of the six most powerful prime ministers in the Song Dynasty, couldn't beat a fledgling bullshit prince?
If this spreads out, wouldn't the prestige of the prime minister be greatly reduced?
Cai Jing stopped probing and directly showed his murderous intention: "I heard that the prince is calling on all the righteous people from all over the world to deliver supplies to Yizhou?"
"Unexpectedly, the prince's reputation among the people has reached the point where he has received hundreds of responses."
Zhu Bocai's heart skipped a beat. It was obvious that Cai Jing was hinting that Zhao Huan was trying to win over the people of the world and seek to usurp the throne.
If this charge is proven, it will not be as simple as abolishing the elder and establishing the younger.
Zhu Bocai quickly winked at Zhao Huan, telling him to handle it carefully.
result……
Zhao Huan actually still had his legs crossed, without any sense of nervousness at all.
"I don't know, what do you mean by reputation?"
"Do the world's literati admire my king's poetic talents? Or are they the passionate warriors who are excited about the king's destruction of the new barracks of the Ever-Victorious Army?"
"Or, at the Xiaoyuan Poetry Festival, with a small number of enemies and a large number, he defeated King Yun and was sought after by the people of Bianjing?"
"Even the Bianjing Sehu singer is full of respect for me."
"Cai Jing, you have made it clear."
Everyone was amazed.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen Zhao Huan so shameless.
The first three feats he mentioned indeed caused an uproar in the world and attracted many fans.
But being called a love saint and being admired and worshiped by a sex singer is pure nonsense.
Several civil servants couldn't sit still and started sarcastic.
"Your Majesty, are you too confident?"
"Is it possible that all the singers in Bianjing will favor you? Even if you are more beautiful than Pan An, more poetic than Li Bai, and more affectionate than a cowherd, you won't be favored by women all over the world, right?"
"That's right, you are too thick-skinned. Don't think that just because you drank with Master Li at the Red Swallow Restaurant at night, you really think that you are a love saint that everyone loves."
The reason why they reacted so fiercely is because they all have their own confidante in Hongyan Pavilion.
Zhao Huan smiled and said nothing, but looked at Cai Jing, twitching his eyebrows provocatively.
Cai Jing's face was already a little uncertain.
Even if he could foresee things, he would not have expected that Zhao Huan would act so irrationally.
I wanted to accuse Zhao Huan of "conspiracy to rebel because of his great achievements," but Zhao Huan actually put his hat on and even raised his head.
This move went against the grain and knocked Cai Jing out of control on the spot.
Han Mulu, who had lost power, was sitting at the bottom of the table, feeling gloating in his heart.
"Cai Jing, don't you think I'm useless?"
"How does it feel to face Zhao Huan in person now?"
"This bastard doesn't play according to common sense at all. No one can figure out his context."
"The moment you think you have figured out Zhao Huan's tricks, you have already lost."
Standing behind Chen Dayou and witnessing the whole process, Chen Zhao was already admiring Zhao Huan.
"Dad! Not to mention political skills, just with this power of words, I am afraid that no one in the world can be the opponent of the prince."
"Even Cai Jing lost so embarrassingly."
"Hahaha, our Chen family made the right bet to be able to forever be friends with Prince Ding's Mansion."
The more Cai Jing becomes deflated, the better Chen Dayou's mood becomes, because this undoubtedly proves that the Chen family is doing the right thing.
"Zhao'er, the rise and fall of the Chen family depends on you."
"You have to serve the prince well."
Chen Zhao stretched out his chest and said with great confidence: "Please don't worry, dad, I treat the prince better than my own father!"
Chen Dayou's face fell instantly: "You bastard, what are you talking about!"