Chapter 894 Looking at Rong Leng, Each One Is More Fierce than the Other

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The prince, who had been working hard all night with him, was at the end of his strength.

The prince's physical condition was not good. This night's troubles made him look a lot thinner than yesterday. Before he closed his eyes hard, he glanced at Rong Su resentfully from the corner of his eyes.

In fact, in the middle of last night, the prince wanted to relent. It was no wonder that he was really tired and didn't want to be entangled with these old immortals anymore.

However, Rong Su had no intention of letting go.

That means that if he relents, it is very likely that he will have to get the four million taels by himself. The officials can just practice Tai Chi and continue to delay without any hurry to get out the money.

The prince didn't want to let Rong Su take advantage, so he held on tight until now.

But the prince's mind was now in a trance, and he felt that it was a kind of torture even if he opened his eyes.

I really want to go back home, have a good sleep on a soft and comfortable bed, wake up and smoke a tube of good five-stone powder, the taste will be like that of a happy god.

No matter how good your thoughts are, the reality is so cruel.

Seeing that these old men in the cabinet were still aggressive and biting the prince, and then looking at Rong Su, who was still relying on his health to take care of himself, the prince hated him so much. Burning all over!

But because he was very tired, the prince was so angry that he couldn't even burn his heart.

Taking a deep breath, the prince's patience was finally exhausted. He raised his eyes and looked at Rong Leng in the corner, gritted his teeth and said: "Since we are at a stalemate, why not find a compromise? Last night, my third brother That said, it’s actually pretty good.”

Isn’t it just donating money? If he donates, is five hundred thousand taels enough? He made a separate donation in the name of the Prince's Palace, right?

Compared with millions of taels, half a million taels can recover a lot of losses.

As for the other missing silver coins, let the officials raise them.

Of course, it is not his responsibility to persuade the officials to come up with the money. Whoever comes up with the idea is responsible for explaining it.

Master Qian did not expect that the prince would bring the topic to fundraising again. He had just realized that the prince was exhausted and would be defeated if he stayed for another hour at most, so he agreed to take money from the treasury.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the prince would make such a move.

If you can't have an advantage in winning or losing, then if you lose less, consider it a win.

Obviously, the prince thought so.

Gritting his teeth, Mr. Qian couldn't help but stare at the Third Prince, with a million complaints in his eyes.

The others were the same, looking at Rong Leng with more fierce eyes.

But at this moment, Rong Leng, who had been silent all night, stood up, his cold features showing relief. He looked at the prince and asked: "In that case, how much is the eldest brother willing to donate?"

"Five hundred thousand taels." The prince said simply, thinking that he would lose money and avoid disaster.

Rong Leng nodded and looked at Rong Su: "Where is the seventh emperor brother?"

Rong Su expected that the prince would be unable to hold on at first, but he did not expect that the prince would drag everyone down.

With a sneer, Rong Su said: "The great emperor brother is so generous, but the foolish brother has more than enough ambition but not enough energy. One hundred thousand taels of silver, just to express my feelings."

Rong Leng didn't think it was too little, he just lowered his eyes and calculated: "One million from the national treasury, 500,000 from the eldest brother's private donation, 300,000 from the staff, 100,000 from the seventh brother's private donation, the total is 1.9 million two."

"Wait a minute." The prince sat upright with a slightly anxious expression: "Since it is a donation system, why does the treasury still have to provide one million taels?"

Rong Leng glanced at the prince: "Private donations are the wish of the eldest brother, but those in the treasury are the taxes of the people of Qingyun. How can the two be confused? It's the eldest brother who thinks that the money from the treasury and the eldest brother Are their private properties the same?"

"You—" No matter how dazed the prince was at this moment, he could tell that Rong Leng was deliberately deceiving his brother.

What a beautiful face!

In front of him, he said kind words and clearly said that he wanted to help him, but after not seeing him for a few days, he leaned on Lao Qi's side. It was really two-faced! Eat the shit inside and out!

The prince gritted his teeth and said, "In this case, I take back what I just said. I won't donate five hundred thousand taels."

Rong Leng said: "Brother Emperor, a gentleman's words are hard to catch up with."

"Whatever you say, if you don't donate, you don't donate!"

The prince was obviously angry. Regardless of whether he could hold on or not, he just wanted to vent his anger anyway.

If the prince didn't contribute the money, Rong Su would naturally not contribute any more, so he said, "Since I don't want to donate any more, I have no choice but to take back the one hundred thousand taels from my foolish brother."

Things came back to the original point, and the prince was thrown into a trap.

The cabinet ministers were really exhausted now.

One by one, they looked at Rong Leng with a sigh, and thought to themselves, the third prince is usually very famous and knows the smallest things, but why this time, he is helpless and unable to do anything?

Third Prince, have you been sleepy for a long time and are you tired?

Rong Leng is not tired or sleepy, and looks very calm.

Since he was rejected, Rong Leng simply said nothing again and sat back on the chair honestly.

But Mr. Zhao really couldn't stand it anymore. He squeezed his limbs that were sore from staying up late and said in a hoarse voice, "That's it. Come, bring breakfast."

A young eunuch answered quickly outside.

Breakfast was also delivered quickly.

Rong Su took advantage of this moment to look at Rong Leng again.

Rong Leng, what do you want to do?

From yesterday to today, Rong Leng seems to have been killing time...

He didn't bring up any constructive ideas, didn't say much about current affairs, and looked like an outsider who had nothing to do with him.

But Rong Leng shouldn't be like this.

Rong Leng once led troops to guard the border. His father's first praise for him was due to his fighting with the enemy and breaking his right hand. How could such a man who spent many years in the military camp tolerate them in the military camp? There is such a stalemate on military pay.

Rong Su put down half of the steamed bun in his hand without knowing the taste of the food. He looked back and saw that the prince was being served by the eunuch and was giving him five stone powder.

It made a mess.

Perhaps Rongreng's insistent words just now really annoyed the prince. The prince has already ordered people to move a small couch over. Does he intend to live here and have a life-and-death fight with them?

Rong Su was hesitant. If he really had to endure it for another two or three days, he would be the next one who couldn't endure it.

There are still many things to plan outside, and it is impossible for him to stay in the palace for several days.

Breakfast was taken away.

Mr. Zhao took a sip of tea and started a new round of preparations for the war.

Everyone knows that today, I am afraid it will be another sleepless night.

"Prince..." Mr. Zhao was so popular that his first words hit the prince directly.

Lord Qian and other ministers all looked at the prince, knowing that today's first battle would begin with the prince.

And at this critical moment, the voice of the guards outside the palace came: "My lords..."

The door was opened by the little eunuch.

Everyone looked towards the door.

Mr. Zhao said in a stiff tone: "What's the matter?"

The guard turned his head innocently and said to the Third Prince who was playing with the lid of a tea cup after eating and drinking: "Third Prince, there are people from the Zhenge Gate outside asking to see you."