bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 298
"Your top floor, ordinary people can't fix it?"

Zhan Taiyi leaned back on the chair and looked at Zhan Yuhuai standing in front of him.

The three merchants around looked at each other in blank dismay.

They knew that Zhan Taiyi was born in Simeng, but they didn't expect that he had such a younger brother in Siyang, the capital of the country.

Such a younger brother who was still putting on makeup and singing on stage just now.

"Usually it is reserved by Master Tantai, but today I heard that it is a special case given by the Mianjiang Merchant Group..."

Zhan Yuhuai lowered his head, saw the scratch that Zhan Taiyi had carved on the table with a short knife just now, and frowned slightly.

"If Lord Tantai finds out, I'm afraid..."

Zhan Taiyi stood up suddenly, grabbed Zhan Yuhuai's arm, and dragged him to the corner of the room.

Clearly he didn't want the remaining three merchants to hear.

"You are still the dog of the Tantai family."

In the corner, Zhan Tai looked awe-inspiring.

Zhan Yuhuai bowed his head slightly, but could not refute.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said: "You are gone, someone from the troupe must come to take you."

"Are you the class leader now?"

The corners of Zhan Taiyi's mouth turned up, but his expression was still cold: "What can you bring out if you sing like that."

Zhan Yuhuai raised his head and stared: "You sing well, why don't you come back and sing!"

With a bang, Zhan Taiyi's knife stuck to Zhan Yuhuai's neck.

"Don't mention this to me."

His voice was low and sullen.

Zhan Yuhuai's eyes were wide open, looking at this elder brother who hadn't seen him for many years and who drew his sword as soon as he came up with a few words.

"Do you know who I am? I am the representative of the Mianjiang Merchant Group, and I am the Lieutenant General of Xuegang!"

Zhan Taiyi lowered his voice.

Zhan Yuhuai still looked at him without avoiding:
"I know."

"I know, Master Tantai also knows."

"My lord has been taking care of the troupe since you ran away from Siyang to Blood Harbor seven years ago."

Zhan Tai used more force in his hand, and the blade drew a red mark on Zhan Yuhuai's neck.

"So what? The theater troupe was his dog back then, and he was his father's dog, take care of him? You are his hostage without knowing it!"

"Then why are you here today?!"

Zhan Yuhuai's voice was not low, even on stage, he had never raised his voice like this before.

Staring blankly at his younger brother for a few seconds, Zhan Taiyi finally loosened his grip on the hand.

"I'll see if you're doing well." He said weakly, finally resting his anger.

Looking at his elder brother, Zhan Yuhuai finally softened his heart.

Not seen for many years, he may have become very strange.

The Mianjiang Merchant Group has been active in Simeng for a long time, but this is the first time they have heard of him.

"Master Tantai, he has been on the front line of the border recently. When he comes back, you are afraid..."

"Isn't the life of these two dogs father and son better than that of the dog emperor?"

Zhan Tai turned his head and looked at the wooden table he had just carved.

"This table is stronger than the ones in the palace. The ones in the palace will have scratches when touched."

"Your Highness really invited a business group for the banquet today." Zhan Yuhuai finally had a smile on his face, "That's why you don't know the goods. There are many banquet utensils, and there is a kind called water oil wood, which is not dirty. , but it is extremely delicate, and it will definitely leave marks."

"As long as you know the goods..."

Just as Zhan Taiyi was about to say something, he froze in place suddenly.

It will definitely leave a mark.

Surely there will be marks?

That paper, that cinnabar stick for writing?

Zhan Taiyi suddenly regained consciousness.

That's it!

This foolish gentleman is playing tricks, using the table to see who votes and who stays!
Zhan Taiyi abruptly turned around and walked up to the three merchant envoys with a few steps, scanning their faces.

Zhan Yuhuai in the corner was left behind, completely puzzled.

Table, damn table, such cleverness!

Then, of the four ships sailing out of Haizhou Port, Si Meng will naturally know which ship to attack.

They will definitely do it.

By now, a merchant ship is no longer a merchant ship.

The merchant ship has become the wind signal of the tense atmosphere between Xuegang and Simeng. If Simeng refuses to spend money to buy stability, then Xuegang will definitely take action.

If the merchant ship returns safely, then this country will have nothing to do with Simeng, and when the blood port attacks Simeng, it will definitely disregard the relationship.

And Simeng is determined not to dare to attack all four countries, they can't bear it.

Only the merchant ships that are released can show goodwill, and those who have already decided to stand in line with Blood Harbor will naturally not be able to stay.

They will definitely do it.

Zhan Taiyi's gaze swept over the three people in front of him like an eagle, and after a while, he spread his hands.

"Everyone, Xuegang believes in the sincerity of everyone's cooperation, but the heart of defense is indispensable. If you are threatened by Simeng when you leave Hong Kong this time, I believe that the two who voted to stay in Simeng and are willing to cooperate are by no means innocent."

The three merchants swallowed their saliva in unison, listening to what Zhan Taiyi had to say.

"If everyone votes with a clear conscience, let me make a rule. If Simeng raises troops to threaten, those who are safe and sound will not be able to retreat unharmed. No one will object to this, right?"

He gritted his teeth ferociously, holding the dagger in his hand.

Still not recruiting?
Still not confessing?

Do you still think I don't understand Emperor Simeng's tricks?
That's fine, then I'll tie you up together and drag you all into deep water!

Can you bear the price of betraying Blood Harbor?

The atmosphere was as cold as ice.

After a long time, they nodded.

"Hand." Zhan Tai said concisely.

The three merchants stretched out their hands and spread their palms. Although their faces were unwilling, it seemed that there was no other way.

Zhan Tai picked up the knife in his hand and stabbed it into the hands of the three merchants.

Ulat of the Zuling Kingdom and Malatagno of the White Eagle are fine, and they can bear the pain.

That Olimar's bearded Hardan was obviously not a strong man, and he trembled in pain.

Shaoqing, an image of a bloody anchor was engraved on their hands.

"Blood port rules, the traitor will give the Sea God's pet as food, and live in the Styx River for a long time after death, and will not be freed!"

Zhan Taiyi retracted the dagger into its scabbard, and looked at the three people in front of him coldly.

The three ships sailed out of the high seas, as long as Si Meng made a move, the ships that were not attacked by Si Meng would also be buried with them!
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Inside the palace.

Han Dongwen sat quietly at the table, looking through the remaining memorials.

Wen Yongxing sat across from him and didn't make a sound for a long time.

"His Royal Highness's plan."

After a while, he spoke.

Han Dongwen raised his head and blinked: "What did the teacher say?"

Wen Yongxing looked at his former disciple in front of him, and said in a tired and relieved tone: "The marks left on the table with water, oil and wood show the intentions of the merchant envoys of the four countries. His Highness really needs His Highness to think about it."

It is only normal for him to do this. If it were Taishu Pavilion, how could he have the courage to scrap such a large ritual vessel as a dining table.

It's just that if you do this, you will be accused of extravagance and extravagance by people who don't understand it.

"Students don't understand what the teacher is saying."

Han Dongwen lowered his head to write, not looking at Wen Yongxing.

Wen Yongxing was taken aback for a moment, puzzled.

After a while, he spoke again: "The old minister has ordered someone to dismantle the tables and chairs, so there is no need for your Highness to worry."

The meaning of these words couldn't be clearer. Not only did Wen Yongxing know about Han Dongwen's plan, but he was also willing to keep this secret for him.

Han Dongwen's pen tip hovered, and after a while, he raised his head:

"Teacher, the students don't understand."

Wen Yongxing looked at Han Dongwen and remained silent.

"Since the teacher is willing to do this for the students, he is naturally willing to reciprocate, but I really don't understand whether the teacher is protecting Simeng or the students."

If Wen Yongxing was indeed on his side, when Tantai asked Han Dongwen how he learned the secret of the alien, why did Wen Yongxing help Tantai to ask the end, so that he had to move out of Prince Gao as a cover?
If he didn't stand on his side, but only acted for Simeng's benefit, this move was meaningless—even if Han Dongwen knew who would leave and who would stay in the four business groups, so what?
Can he make up a reason to move the soldiers of the third division like the frontier?

Can he take out enough cakes like facing the church to make Sansi willing to make enemies for Simeng?
Wen Yongxing looked at Han Dongwen, and after a while, spread his hands.

"Your Highness has been smart since he was a child, and the old minister has seen it in his eyes. He knows that His Highness may be lazy, but he is never stupid."

"His Royal Highness's question is not important. Gang often has a saying that those who are ministers should protect the emperor. Why?"

Han Dongwen looked at Wen Yongxing: "Only a minister can continue to be a minister if he protects the emperor. Otherwise, there will naturally be someone who will take his place. There is only one ruler among all the officials in the government and the opposition."

Before Wen Yongxing could speak, Han Dongwen said again: "But the widow and Simeng should not say this. The clothes of the widow are really not useful. In Simeng, it is not the widow who has the power in the third division, but the third division." The authority is in the widow, so the widow can't think of a reason to protect the king."

There are also reasons, be obedient.

But Han Dongwen is not always obedient.

Wen Yongxing smiled: "Have you ever thought about it, maybe Simeng is not special?"

Not special?
Han Dongwen was puzzled, and Wen Yongxing said slowly, "May I ask Your Highness, can you tell when the people of Simeng hate His Highness the most, and when do they love His Highness the most?"

Han Dongwen pondered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid I hate it the most when wars wreak havoc on the country, and I love it the most when I live and work in peace and contentment."

Wen Yongxing shook his head.

"The old minister boldly corrected it, but it was actually the exact opposite of what His Highness said."

"On a day when the world is peaceful and peaceful, the so-called son of heaven and the so-called monarch are tax collectors in the eyes of the people, merchants who pay tribute, and government servants who arrest people."

Han Dongwen's eyes widened slightly:
"And in times of war, in their eyes, the widow is a rescuer, a soldier, and a ship ballista sect?"

"Exactly."

President Wen Yong sighed: "Therefore, in times of peace and prosperity, the people blamed the monarch, and in times of war, they only loved and loved His Highness. His Highness must know the reason."

Han Dongwen was silent.

After a while, he said, "In peacetime, the widow is asking for their things, and in times of war, the widow is protecting their lives."

Therefore, when the world is at peace, in the simple eyes of the common people, tax collectors and government offices are the objects of their own support, and they are the opposite of interests.

He is not stupid, Wen Yongxing is like this, he quickly understood.

"Then, what His Royal Highness asked earlier, whether it is the old ministers, or simply Taishu Pavilion and the Third Division, or officials of the government and the opposition, whether they are Husimeng or His Highness, His Highness must know."

Han Dongwen nodded.

What Wen Yongxing said is not wrong. This question is meaningless and unimportant.

As long as Han Dongwen made a choice that allowed him to stand in Simeng's interests, protecting Simeng was protecting him, Han Dongwen.

"Three divisions helped His Highness seize the five cities, it can be said that they have devoted themselves to it."

Wen Yongxing bowed his head slightly, showing respect.

"The return of the five cities will benefit all the people and be under the jurisdiction of the three divisions. With the power of the three divisions under the command of His Highness, His Highness can be said to be wise."

"This is the king and minister."

It is absurd and absurd that if you win, you will get benefits. If you lose, it is naturally the faint king in the palace who leads the battle.

But what does this have to do with sageness and stupidity? If Han Dongwen asked him to come back to fight Taka, the National Army Division would agree?
This is the minister.

Everyone knows whether a move is good or bad, but that hand must be Han Dongwen.

Everyone didn't count the loss in chess, and it was Han Dongwen who was scolded.

Bearing this infamy, having the power to bring out the next piece of cake, and the freedom to find the next game, will be held in Han Dongwen's hands.

"The students understand." Han Dongwen said.

Wen Yongxing nodded: "Your Highness, what will I order next?"

Han Dongwen sighed, and turned his eyes back to the present: "Tomorrow the starship will set sail, and the king of the friendly country will enter the battle. If you are emotional and reasonable, you will also be invited."

"Seven days later, it will be time for the New Year's Invitation to the Immortals."

"Then break it within seven days."

Han Dongwen looked sideways at the memorial about the blood port loan that was opened at the corner of the table during the day:
"That is to say, after seven days, Simeng and Xuegang will be like fire and water. Naturally, we must do our best to avoid being attacked by the enemy."

Wen Yongxing bowed his head: "What about the other countries?"

Han Dongwen pondered for a moment, raised his hand and tapped the tabletop: "I don't ask them to be enemies of Blood Harbor, but they must not be allies of Blood Harbor."

(End of this chapter)