Chapter 114 Your dignified young master, you asked me for money?
The two young men stared at each other in the night, as if they were sizing up each other's eyes, and fell into a long silence.
Zhao Cheng first broke the calm and said: "Zhao Wu, find a wooden stake for the little governor. We are all seniors. I am sitting while he is kneeling. This is not appropriate."
"No need to bother."
Yang Qingzhi fluttered his long sleeves, feeling free and easy, and sat down directly on the ground, not afraid of the rapier staring at his neck.
"It's okay now. Whatever you want to say, Mr. Xiang, just say it!"
Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "I'm thinking whether I should kill you or capture you to receive the reward."
Yang Qingzhi also kept smiling and said: "Catch me and take me back to receive the reward. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the young prime minister to receive this reward, right?"
"Why?"
"Not long after the right prime minister was cleared of colluding with the Southern Zhou Dynasty, his son arrested members of the Yang family of the Southern Zhou Dynasty in Jingguo. Although it was a great achievement, but what a coincidence. Would the Emperor of Jingguo believe it? Wen Taihui
Do you believe it?"
Yang Qingzhi's smile became even wider and he said: "I was wrong. It's not whether Wen Tai will believe it or not, it's that he will try his best to make the emperor not believe it."
Zhao Cheng said: "The young governor has great ambitions and knows our Dajing court very well!"
Yang Qingzhi shook his head slightly and said: "No matter how big or small the imperial court is, there is no leakage from all directions. Secrets are usually only kept in the imperial study room."
Zhao Cheng asked: "You told me this, do you want me to kill you?"
"Give me a pleasure." Yang Qingzhi's face was filled with a calm smile, and his body leaned back slightly, making him look more free and easy.
"Little Governor!" Chen Chong's eyes were bloodshot and he looked at Yang Qingzhi anxiously.
"Two thousand elites, seven generals of the Sheep Gate, what a great game of chess, but it was played like this by me. I no longer have the face to meet Jiangdong's elders..."
Yang Qingzhi sighed: "The young prime minister has a great ambition. If I die in your hands, I will not be considered a waste."
"It turns out that the little governor wants to die..."
Zhao Cheng's eyes fell on the sachet on Yang Qingzhi's waist, he thought for a moment and asked, "How are those women and children?"
"There are people watching in the village just below the mountain."
"Are you being bullied?"
"Young Master, you are looking down on me when you ask this. War is a matter of soldiers and has nothing to do with them. I arranged for people to watch it just because they still have eyes and mouths, so I can't let them leave for the time being."
Zhao Cheng walked towards Yang Qingzhi and sat down on the spot like him, saying: "It's true that it's inconvenient for you to receive the reward, but there is no benefit in killing you!"
"Then what can you do? Can't you just let me go?"
"OK!"
Yang Qingzhi was stunned, and Zhao Cheng stopped talking and just smiled at him.
After a while, Yang Qingzhi suppressed his smile and said in a deep voice: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"
"You don't understand me." Zhao Cheng put one hand on the ground and sat sideways and said: "It would be useless to kill you, and it would be even more useless to humiliate you. I never do anything that is not beneficial."
"If I say I can let you go, I can let you go."
"Hahaha..." Yang Qingzhi thought for a moment and laughed: "I understand, you don't want to let me go, but you don't dare to kill me."
Zhao Cheng looked at Yang Qingzhi, waiting for him to continue.
"If I and the seven generals of Yangmen die in Lingshan, my father and Your Majesty will be furious, and Jingguo will bear the wrath of my Southern Zhou Dynasty."
Zhao Cheng said confidently: "When soldiers come, they will block the water and cover it with earth. Dajing has never been afraid of war."
"But you are on the Northern Expedition!"
"We still have a champion in the south!"
"Writing is not only about fighting people, but also about making money. The money in the Jingguo treasury is very difficult to sustain the Northern Expedition, right? Otherwise, why did your emperor kill Su Wansan so hastily? It was not just to make money! What if the Southern Front
If another large-scale war breaks out, can you afford it?"
Yang Qingzhi snorted coldly and said: "At that time, your emperor will have to choose between the north and the south. The Northern Expedition has been going on for so long and is about to succeed. I believe he will be reluctant to give up. Then what can he do to make peace with Southern Zhou?
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"Who's to blame?"
"Who will be handed over?"
Yang Qingzhi smiled and said: "Xiao Xiangye is very smart. Others can kill me, but you won't do it!"
"Hey!" Zhao Cheng suddenly stood up, kicked the wooden stake away, and shouted to Zhao Wu: "Originally, I thought this kid was quite pleasing to the eye, but look at how proud he is now, as if he has seen through me.
!What’s wrong, do you think you are a roundworm in my stomach?”
Yang Qingzhi: "Ascaris? Can you change the metaphor?"
Zhao Wu drew his sword and said: "Master, you said that this man is very powerful. It seems true. Let me kill him in the cradle!"
"Okay! You can raise the knife first and raise it higher!"
Zhao Cheng held Zhao Wu's knife, hung the blade on Yang Qingzhi's head, and said: "Yang Qingzhi, since you are so smart, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I will give you time to think about it. If you want to die, just use it."
This knife is for you to take away. Once you cut it down, click, your head will roll off, very quickly!"
"A war? I don't care! Sooner or later, Dajing and Southern Zhou will fight. The common people cannot escape from this war disaster. They will arrive early and late. I'll cut off your head and I will find a way to push it to others. You won't be scared.
I!"
"If you want to live, just agree to two conditions!"
"I'll count to a hundred, so I'll give you this little time to think quickly!!"
With that said, Zhao Cheng turned around and walked quickly, shouting: "One!"
"two!"
"three!"
"What two conditions?!"
Not only Zhao Cheng, but also Zhao Wu, Yang Taozhi and Chen Chong were stunned.
Zhao Cheng asked everyone's doubts: "Did you hear wrongly? I said I would count to one hundred."
"If you've already figured it out, there's no need to wait for you to call ninety-nine before stopping, right?"
Yang Qingzhi looked calm and asked again: "Tell me your conditions."
"First, you will have selective amnesia when you go back. You have never seen any young prime minister, and I, Zhao Cheng, have never been to this Lingshan Mountain."
"Can."
Zhao Wu still raised the knife and said: "Master, what he says is unfounded!"
"This kind of thing can only be a gentleman's agreement." Yang Qingzhi explained: "I know the concerns of the young prime minister. The Jingguo court has been suppressing the right prime minister. The young prime minister does not want to be too high-profile, which will attract the attention of Chang Sui.
Suspicion."
"For our Yang family and Nanzhou, we don't want the right prime minister to fall."
Zhao Cheng asked: "Do you still expect my father to help you move this big mountain of champions?"
"This is not something we dare to hope for. But with the right prime minister here, for us, there are always variables in the Jingguo court."
Zhao Cheng smiled bitterly and said: "Look at what my father is doing... he is not only jealous of the emperor of his own country, but also the emperors of other countries!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Xiang. Putting this aside, I, Yang Qingzhi, will never break my promise."
Yang Qingzhi cupped his fists and said, "Let's talk about the second condition."
Zhao Cheng walked up to Yang Qingzhi and said condescendingly: "You have many spies in Jingdong Thirteen Cities, right?"
Yang Qingzhi sighed, looked up at Zhao Wu, and said, "Let's do it."
The conversation was going well, but Yang Qingzhi suddenly said something like this, which confused Zhao Wu.
"Master, he is..."
Yang Qingzhi said seriously: "To sell our heroes of the Southern Zhou Dynasty in exchange for their lives, don't even ask for such a condition."
"When did I tell you to betray them?"
"What's the rush?"
"Didn't your father teach you to listen to what others say to the end?"
Zhao Cheng glanced at Yang Qingzhi angrily and said: "What I mean is, since you have many spies in Jingdong Thirteen Cities, then contact them quickly and ask them to collect a ransom for you!"
"What the hell? Ransom...ransom??" Yang Qingzhi looked stunned, thinking he heard wrongly.
"That's right, if you use money to ransom someone, you'll get both money and goods! I, Zhao Cheng, am a very particular person. As long as you raise enough money, I will let you go without any harm!"
Hearing this, Yang Qingzhi felt bad!
"You ask me about the secret spies in the Thirteen Cities of Jingdong. You don't want to kill them, but you want them to collect money for you?"
"You...the dignified young prime minister of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion..."