"Two hundred thousand, no, no!"

"Master, you won't even kill me. Master, I really don't have 200,000 yuan. Master, I'm willing to offer 100,000 taels, 100,000 taels."

"folder!"

"Ao..."

Xiangcheng Bo's scream suddenly sounded in front of Chengtian Gate.

The other nobles who had been tied to the clamped bed turned their heads tremblingly and looked there with hope...

What if Xiangcheng Bo can negotiate the price?

There is also a big difference between 200,000 and 100,000. What if he can use his tenacity to win the difference of 100,000 for everyone? After all, Yang Feng is just for the money, not for their lives. He cannot really know how much money each family has. If he really does not have it, he might really believe that the counts don’t have that much money.

So at this moment, Xiangcheng Bo has really become the hope of all the nobles.

"Two hundred thousand, no, no!"

"Big, big, handsome man..."

"folder!"

Yang Feng shouted.

"Yes, yes, yes, don't clamp, don't clamp, yes, I have money!"

Xiangcheng Bo screamed like crazy.

Then all the nobles couldn't help but sigh with grief and angered at their disagreement...

"Dutang, remember quickly. Xiangcheng Bo offered 200,000 taels of silver to help the country. Eunuch Sun, another team will lead the team to collect cash. By the way, our Ming Dynasty really lacks capable ministers like me. Zhang Jiangling and Yan Jiexi are not as good as me. Yang Feng, only the Ming Dynasty has a capable minister like me. Only now can one have a capable minister like me. It is also a blessing for the country and a blessing for the world."

Yang Feng said proudly.

Then Nengchen walked towards the next target with Governor Gu's melancholy gaze above his head, and the soldiers behind him smiled and let go of Xiangcheng Bo. Because the iron wood was already pressed tightly, he really had to use a chisel to knock the wooden wedge outward little by little. Although the vibration of each knocking did not allow the iron wood to continue to press down, it was also clearly transmitted to Xiangcheng Bo's head.

The latter let out a painful humming from time to time, and shed tears of humiliation.

It may also be heartbreaking.

"Who is this?"

Yang Feng asked the next one.

"Return to the Grand Marshal, this is the Uncle Sun Yungong of Yingcheng."

Soldier answered.

"Pack!"

Yang Feng said casually.

"Don't hold it, don't hold it, don't hold it, I have 200,000!"

Ying Chengbo screamed without hesitation.

“Hao?”

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment.

He actually planned to have a marquis of 200,000 and a Count of 100,000. After all, the titles are different, so there is still a difference. As for Xiangcheng Bo, it was doubled because of Li Guozhen, and it was not really necessary to have the Count pay 200,000 like the Marquis. Now he didn't expect that before he could speak, the Yingcheng Bo was willing to pay the 200,000 taels himself. In this way, there was no need to reduce the price of the Earl, just follow the standard of 200,000. I have to say that these guys are really rich.

It completely exceeded his expectations.

Ying Chengbo looked at him with a flattering smile...

"Hurry up and let go of my uncle, I don't understand any politeness!"

Yang Feng shouted.

The soldiers quickly let go of Ying Chengbo.

"Who else, who is willing to pay 200,000 taels to help the country?"

Yang Feng shouted to the remaining nobles.

"Master, I do!"

"I do!"

...

Then I really donated money enthusiastically.

Half an hour later.

“This is a bit too much!”

Yang Feng said with a smile at the donation list in his hand.

He really should have laughed, but in fact, his income this time was far more than he wanted.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were thirteen marquises and twenty-two counts here, and a total of seven million taels were pledged. In addition to the previous three dukes, more than eight million taels were actually squeezed out this time. However, there was no Li Yangong family who was killed by him. The Linhuai Marquis family belonged to the southern capital, but they were only officials in the northern capital. The nobles of the north and south capitals of the Ming Dynasty often changed their official positions. For example, Xiangcheng Bo had to go south soon in history and went to Nandu to be the admiral Caojiang. There was no restriction on their official positions.

In the past, he was often sent to guard the country.

But Yang Feng's fundraising theory did not end, because it was only the Duke and Marquis Earl, as well as those nobles with slightly lower ranks, such as those relatives and hereditary generals of the garrison...

"Do you want to continue?"

He was struggling.

The Duke Sun next to him laughed like crying.

"Governor, please move!"

Yang Feng said.

Then the two of them quietly walked into the top floor of the city tower and mysteriously entered a small room. Sun Dugong looked at him tremblingly, for fear that he would be crazy in such a place.

"Mr., the total number of funds that have been raised this time, plus the ones who have pledged to transport the money, has exceeded 8 million taels. Let's not forget about the fraction. Even if it is 8 million, Yang is a keeper. I said I would like to ask for 6 million, so I would like to ask for 6 million."

Yang Feng whispered.

Duke Sun's eyes widened in an instant...

"What does the Grand Marshal mean?"

He said in a trembling voice.

"This silver is raised for His Majesty. The money raised will be handed over to the inner treasury first. I want six million, and the inner treasury will give me six million. As for whether there is any remaining in the inner treasury, that has nothing to do with me.

Do you understand?”

Yang Feng said with a smile.

"clear!"

Duke Sun continued to tremble.

What does this mean? This means that the emperor also has a share. Yang Feng takes six million and the emperor takes two million. He actually has such happiness? Duke Sun felt like he was dreaming. Because of the previous encirclement and the last time Yang Feng was in trouble in the capital, both the Ministry of Revenue and the inner treasury, the silver was almost exhausted, and the inner treasury was full. By the way, Yang Feng looked like he was emitting a golden light all over his body.

"The Grand Marshal is really a loyal country."

He can only use this word to describe it.

"This is our duty as a minister, but there is still a problem now. The governor needs to report to His Majesty immediately."

Yang Feng said.

He also had to ensure that there was no problem with the military expenditure of Wanli.

If you make a fuss, you will get money and get money. These important things cannot be delayed.

At present, the wars are still in the northwest of Liaodong and northwest. Although it is not a big battle, it is far from peace. No matter what, the military expenditure must be reserved for Wanli.

"Master, please tell me."

Sun Xian said with an excitement.

"Is this fundraising still going on? It's not just them who have money in this capital. Even the cabinet masters and the governors have donated money. No one of the civil and military officials can miss it, let alone do the relatives of the foreigners? Shouldn't the princes pay? So, I want to ask the governor to ask His Majesty, is the fundraising ending here or continue?"

Yang Feng said.

Duke Sun swallowed with difficulty...

"We'll enter the palace now!"
Chapter completed!