"Afraid of what this dead dad prince can come up with more money? I have long inquired about how they can compete with me when they are located on the edge and fighting the prairie people all day! " It is true that the reputation of war is true. Now Beiyan Wangfu really has no ability to take out this 502,000 yuan unless it sells the Wangfu like Mu Qingfeng said.
Although Jiri Mutu says he doesn’t care about money, the grassland is really struggling now, and he is still very moved by this 502 thousand
"Thank you for your kindness. If the Mausoleum Palace really has such strong financial resources, it is not necessary for us to marry you." After all, this is 500,000 yuan a year.
"Uncle, we can pay 100,000 yuan." Muqingfeng looked at the gesture and knew that 100,000 yuan was the limit of Beiyan Wangfu.
"Ha ha ha! You want to marry this beauty for 100 thousand and two thousand? Are you too stingy? But it’s okay. I think the maid around the beauty is also very good, so I’ll lose some money. You give me 100 thousand taels and I’ll give her to you! " The reputation of war is becoming more and more reckless.
"Every year, 100,000 pairs of our grasslands are a drop in the bucket. Is Beiyan Wangfu really as poor as Ling Wangshi said?" Jiri Mutu also thinks that Mu Qingfeng’s price is a little too low.
"Uncle misunderstood me, saying that it is not 100,000 taels per year, but that I intend to take out 100,000 taels in total, which is a one-time deal." Mu Qingfeng was astounded.
"Ha, ha, ha ….." It took a long time for Zhan Yu to laugh until he said, "You are really generous. It seems that the funeral of the old prince really cost a lot. It’s really difficult for you. I take back what I said just now. The maid didn’t send you away. Look at the mares at the door. They are all precious foals. You don’t lose!" Zhan Yu feels that he is a shoo-in, and he has already made Xue Lianer a bed in his mind.
"Mu Gong came to our hearts? A total of 102 thousand, but our grassland can’t afford this heavy gift! " Even Jiri Mutu’s face is not very good-looking. Mu Qingfeng is taking his heart.
"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Every year, 100,000 yuan, our North Yan still takes out two hundred and two thousand yuan, which is really not good, but you don’t think about it! I don’t want my sister to fall into that dude’s hands. "Bai Qiao can’t sit still first.
"Eldest brother, don’t get excited. I know very well that I won’t let your sister-in-law fall into other people’s hands. Besides, the reputation of the war says yes, we are really short of money now in Beiyan, so we can’t spend money on such things." Mu Qingfeng calmed down what he wanted to say.
"Uncle, don’t you want to hear what I’m going to do with the 102 thousand?"
"I am all ears!" Jiri Mutu is so disdainful that he wants to marry his niece. It’s strange that this little man is willing to give him 100 thousand taels to give him a good face.
"I’m afraid I have to disappoint my uncle. It’s estimated that you won’t be able to take a cent." Muqingfeng continued to speak amazingly.
"You little that my heart? ！” Mutu couldn’t sit still any longer, and he got up and said a lot of words.
"Uncle, don’t worry. Listen to him. If he dares to take our hearts to see me, I won’t pay much attention to him." Xuelian took the angry auspicious day. "Stay! Are you out of your mind? What nonsense are you talking about? Find out your sincerity quickly or I can’t help you. "
"Uncle, please don’t be angry. I’m not in your heart. My 100,000-dollar rivalry is really insignificant every year, but my 102,000-dollar rivalry has its own way of spending money. I’m going to build a small town with this money." Mu Qingfeng said his plan.
"You are a poor little don’t this shameful also build a town? It’s good that you can build a market with this money! " War reputation speak sarcastically.
He said yes, 102 thousand is a little less for a town, that is, just enough to build a large market, but not everyone is stupid. For example, on the third auspicious day, Mutusu could not help but sigh when he heard Mu Qingfeng’s discussion. It seems that this trip to his own world is hopeless
Compared with Jiri Mutu, he was much more excited. He asked in a trembling voice, "Mu Gong dares to ask where this small town was built?"
It seems that Jiri Mutu has understood his meaning. Mu Qingfeng smiled and said, "As Ling Wangshi said, this town is too small. I am afraid that the shame place will be built just outside Shouyang Mountain."
"This really? ！” Jiri Mutu got up directly from the stool.
"You can’t recall a word," MuQingFeng must have said and turned around and asked, "Eldest brother, you won’t let me lose face? This money is not borrowed. "
"Borrow brother, of course!" Bai Qiao just thought about it and knew that Mu Qingfeng was planning to build a border city.
"What’s so exciting about a broken town of 102,000?" Have a reputation for war or are you confused? I can’t stand it. Tell him gently about this border city.
"I will also pay for a town. I will pay 502,000 yuan to build one!" Seeing the cooked duck fly away, I was scratching my head.
"It’s no problem for the world to build a town here, but you have to pay 10 million and two thousand yuan for our people in northern Xinjiang," Bai Qiao said with a smile.
"What, I want to give you so much for free? This is blackmail!" The reputation of war is not stupid. It’s malicious to hear it.
"Because of you, you are not my brother? If the money doesn’t reach the designated position, there will be an accident all the way, and the savage will attack the northern wild animals. We can ignore the North Yan Army. "Bai Qiao showed his big white teeth, and Bai Qiao had such a naughty side.
"A strong man will not crush the local strongmen. Their northern swallow is closest to the grassland. This is a unique advantage. We can’t compare with the world. Forget it." Sanla was about to explode the reputation of war.
Just when Jiri Mutu was greatly moved, Mu Qingfeng’s face became ugly when he signed up at the door.
"The Nangong world is here!"
deadlock
"In Nangong Shi Nangong Jinyu congratulates Bai Dage on coming to Beiyan Wang Xiaodi in a hurry, but he didn’t prepare a very good gift. Here is my Nanyue Wangfu treasure, Bai Yue Jun, which just matches the eldest brother’s identity. I hope that eldest brother won’t abandon his brother’s shabby." Accompanied by Mu Qingfeng’s dislike of Yinong Jinyu, he never forced himself into the room.
As the saying goes, people who reach out and don’t smile, although they know all kinds of bad deeds of Nangong Jinyu from Mu Qingfeng’s mouth, people come to congratulate themselves, and this piece of Bai Yue Jun, at first glance, is not what they say is unprepared, at first glance, it is a pleasantry.
"It’s my fault that you didn’t inform Uncle Nangong. Since my good brother is here at the right moment, please sit down. I want to come to my younger brother and kiss him." Although Bai Wei hates the bait hides the hook, it’s not good for the emperor to personally approve himself and drive him out.
"God has such a beauty! Rare, rare! It seems that this time I am doomed not to return home. "I was just busy greeting and didn’t look carefully at Snow Lotus. When Nangong Jinyu walked back to his seat, I found that among the prairie people, Mei Xue Lian naturally didn’t like this treacherous villain, especially because he almost killed his lover, so a pretty face was as cold as ice. But for Nangong Jinyu, who likes women from his bones, this snow lotus even aroused his desire to levy. In his opinion, if such a beauty can be brought into the room, it would be a pity in this life. Of course, if Nie Yingying, who has become a world princess, heard it,
Jiri Mutu doesn’t care about the four kings and no four kings. In his eyes, there is nothing more important than the mutual border city. You know, grassland people are brave and good at fighting, but they are poor in people’s livelihood. Summer is not a week or so, but grassland salt is very scarce many times. The most important purpose is to grab salt, let alone other technologies. The birth rate and survival rate of children in the grassland are terrible, because most grassland women don’t know how to deliver babies in iron smelting and casting technology, and they don’t want to do business with Daxia. But grassland and Daxia few years ago were not hot and cold. How
"I don’t know how long it will take to start construction in the town of Mugongkou. If you want to make a success in the border city, you will marry my family!" Jiri Mutu does bear the word justice in his name. Although he doesn’t like Mu Qingfeng’s virtual palace background, the issue of people’s livelihood in the grassland is unambiguous.
Snow Lotus is about to realize her lifelong event when she hears that two red clouds are floating around her face, which makes people feel particularly tempted to stay here and show enough sincerity, and then she will be someone else.
"Uncle, wait a minute. Don’t you want to know the price given by Nanyue Wangfu?" If Nangong Jinyu doesn’t come out to do something, how can he be worthy of the cunning evaluation? Besides, although Mr. Zhan didn’t come, he must have made sufficient preparations for Nangong Jinyu’s face-to-face life.
"The nangongshan world there is a higher price? I don’t know what kind of high price the world can pay. Are you willing to pay a high price to build a town just outside the wing like Ling Wangshi? " In Jiri Mutu’s view, the more towns there are, the better.
"Uncle made a joke. Although we have some wealth in Nanyue Wangfu, it’s still far better than not Ling Wangfu. Besides, the beauty is in the side, and the North Yan Wang won’t easily approve it. I can’t get it out, can I? Yan Wangfu is less general? ！” I didn’t expect Nangong Jinyu to directly provoke Muqingfeng.
"Little general, I still sacrificed you in Changlin Town, just like Wu County magistrate. You know, afterwards, I carefully searched for so many soldiers’ bodies, and I carefully searched every one of them. I was really very happy that I didn’t find you in the end." Nangong Jinyu deliberately started things in Changlin Town to disturb Muqingfeng’s mind.
Remembering that he was pierced by an arrow, Zhang Peng, and those soldiers who gave way to themselves, Mu Qingfeng’s heart was like being stabbed by a knife. He choked back his anger and asked Nangong Jinyu, "The world still appeared at the critical moment as always, just like the bandits attacked us from nowhere in those years. The army of the world died late. I don’t know what happened to the Changlin Guards now. Did the world ever show mercy?"
"What do you mean, I killed them with my hand? It wasn’t me, but I killed Wuxianling and Fang Zhuangshi. The world was in a hurry or a step late. When I arrived, all the guards in Changlin Town sacrificed one left. It’s a pity." Although the mouth said it was a pity, the smug look was beyond words