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Chapter 345: Smile for me

As soon as Sheng Minglin came back, he immediately opened the box and counted the banknotes.

Although he knew that Mrs. Liao had taken the action personally and had taken it temporarily, and at this critical moment, so the money would not be short, she was still a little shocked.

There are more than 50 taels in the box, more than 50 taels!

Although he is not poor, he can't help but hate the rich. Every time he is frightened by these rebels.

Sheng Minglin was still laughing, but gradually stopped laughing and turned into deep thought.

Lu Wuqi was making noises, asking him to give him some money, but he couldn't help but stop laughing: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Minglin calmed down, gave him a [-]-yuan banknote, and said with a smile: "Your news is very valuable, but our friendship is more valuable, and we may have to cooperate more often in the future, so I give you these, that's what I mean. "

He withdrew another [-] silver notes and gave it to Qin Jiangbai, mainly for the Honghu Guards and when they were doing things themselves.

Then it came together.

Lu Wuqi chased him and asked, "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"

Sheng Minglin sighed: "I'm thinking, our Dasheng, Mingxi Dynasty's annual tax revenue, if converted into silver taels, is only 400 million taels!"

He had previously asked Prince Qi for 10 taels, which was actually a large amount. Later, he extorted 120 million taels from Mrs. Liao, plus these more than 50...

This is the treasury income of the entire Dasheng Dynasty for half a year!What a terrible number!

But now on the market, one tael of silver can buy more than 100 kilograms of rice!If replaced with whole grains, it would be enough to feed a family of three for a year!
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he really understood the meaning of "inflation"!
During their prosperous dynasty, could they really have so much rice and noodles?
Lu Wuqi understood what he meant belatedly, and felt that the banknote was burning his hands, so he comforted him: "Don't think too much. In this holy religion, only a few people like Madam Liao are rich. The real ones are The congregation is very poor. It doesn’t amount to much.”

Sheng Minglin sighed and nodded.

Then he consolidated the money, leaving only a few tens of thousands taels for emergencies. The remaining 160 million yuan was brought to his father during dinner in the evening and asked him to deliver it to Emperor Mingxi.

First of all, he was originally ordered to deal with the rebels, and the income was originally supposed to be handed over to the public, otherwise it would be unclear.Secondly, even if he didn't need it, his hands would really burn with so much money, he was scared!Don’t dare to take it!
It's rare that Prince Duan came back for dinner today. The father and son were at the dinner table, talking in a low voice with serious faces. They heard Xiaotuanzi from across the table ask in a sweet voice: "Mom, what's wrong with a thin horse?"

The two stopped talking at the same time and turned to look at her.

Prince Duan turned around and glared at Sheng Minglin. Sheng Minglin had already thought about whose fault this was and wanted to beat him to death...

Princess Duan said in an understatement: "You are sick! Doesn't it mean you have lost weight when you are sick? You are not allowed to talk about this in the future, it is unlucky! Zhuzhu, the rocking horse your brother gave to my mother two days ago was so fun. Mom asked someone to do it, take it home and take a look at it."

Tuanzi's thoughts were immediately taken away: "Rocking horse?"

"That's right," Princess Duan said, "a big circle with several horses. You can play with your brother, but you have to find a few capable servants to push it outside."

Tuanzi: "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful. There are all kinds of colors..."

Seeing that Tuanzi had forgotten about it in the blink of an eye, the father and son breathed a sigh of relief and silently looked away.

After Sheng Minglin put his sister to sleep and returned to Zeyuan, Huo Chenzhao and others had finished their meal.

When Han Jiujiu meets Mrs. Liao tomorrow, he must ask Qin Jiangbai to pretend to be there. Sheng Minglin has already prepared for this. He even knows where Han Jiujiu has moles and scars on his body. Although this kind of thing is not possible for Liao. Madam may not really know, but she is prepared.

So when Sheng Minglin left, Huo Chenzhao was painting scars on Qin Jiangbai's back.

Sheng Minglin asked directly: "Brother Jiang Bai, Wuqi said he was too thin today?" "Ah?" Qin Jiangbai was stunned for a moment before saying: "Did Zhuzhu hear it? Wuqi was talking to me..." He simply repeated: "I didn't expect Zhuzhu to hear it. I thought she was combing her hair very seriously. Did you fool her?"

Sheng Minglin nodded and said, "My mother fooled her, so be careful what you say in front of Zhuzhu from now on."

Qin Jiangbai responded with a smile.

Sheng Minglin said no more, moved closer, stared at his disguise for a long time, and couldn't help but ask: "What if she makes you smile?"

Qin Jiangbai said: "I really have no choice but to stop laughing. The dimple of Han Jiujiu is too deep, so it is difficult to do it."

Sheng Minglin said: "Then you smile for me first."

Qin Jiangbai looked up and smiled at him, his eyes bright and pure. These were really Han Jiujiu's eyes, not Qin Jiangbai's.

Sheng Minglin gave him a thumbs up and began to teach him his experience in detail. Then the two of them simply decided on a strategy. The rest could only be adapted to circumstances.

So on the next day, Qin Jiangbai went to see Mrs. Liao.

As soon as she saw him, Mrs. Liao had tears in her eyes and said, "Zuo'er!"

She seemed to want to stand up, but she seemed to have touched something, showing a look of pain, and could not stand up... Anyway, it was a good performance. The injured and bleeding hand was very obvious on the table.

But Qin Jiangbai had complicated eyes and took a step back.

Mrs. Liao said in shock: "Zuo'er, what's wrong with you? Are you related to your mother?"

Qin Jiangbai lowered his head and imitated Han Jiujiu's expression very well: "You are not my mother."

Mrs. Liao said angrily: "Who said that?"

Qin Jiangbai said: "The government announced that I saw your portrait."

Mrs. Liao was stunned for a moment, then became anxious: "Zuo'er, mother did all this for you! Now that your brothers are dead, mother is the only one left. Mother adopts these children, just hoping to have more people to help you... …”

Qin Jiangbai lowered his head and let her beep.

Mrs. Liao started to cry as she spoke: "Mom, for so many years, I have never had a peaceful sleep or a mouthful of food. I have worked so hard, all for you, but you are so suspicious of me. My heart is as sharp as a knife." It still hurts after it was cut out. How did you become like this, my mother thought you just liked cooking and other unpromising things, but how come you don’t even understand human ethics..."

Qin Jiangbai: "...???"

He discovered that this Mrs. Liao might be used to brainwashing her adopted son and adopted daughter, so even when facing her biological son, she couldn't help but use the pretentious, suppressive and coaxing methods she was good at. It sounded really real Very awkward.

Although he complained, Qin Jiangbai still worked hard to perform. After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Is your injury okay?"

Mrs. Liao was not surprised at all: "This injury is nothing, my mother would rather die..."

Then there was another beep.

When she finally finished her performance and Qin Jiangbai also performed, Mrs. Liao finally got to the point and stretched out her trembling, bandaged and bleeding hand to pull him.

Qin Jiangbai was speechless. He quickly stood up and caught it with both hands, showing that he was extremely distressed.

Mrs. Liao was satisfied and said: "Zuo'er, listen to me..."

(End of this chapter)