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Chapter ninety-fifth trapped dead

Just as Wanli and his demon concubine were planning their future, they received a verbal order to continue fundraising...

No oral order.

How could His Majesty the Emperor do this?

It was all said by Mr. Sun himself that the dead eunuch faked the imperial eunuch and used all means to deliberately encourage Yang Feng to continue to poison the capital.

Yes, that's it.

Of course, this secret needs to be revealed when needed later.

And now Yang Feng, who has received the said oral order, immediately took his fundraising team, carrying a clamping bed like a Maxim machine gun, and headed straight to the number one fat sheep in the capital...

"Boss Wu Qing, this is also an earl. Why didn't he invite him to Chengtian Gate?"

Yang Feng looked at the plaque above the gate and questioned Sun Xian.

"Uh, handsome man, let's just let's forget about this?"

Sun Xian said tremblingly.

Yang Feng's list of nobles was provided by him, but this was not on the list. He did not expect that Yang Feng really didn't know how many princes, marquis and counts there were in the court. As a result, Wu Qing's uncle was spared the disaster in front of Chengtian Gate and still kept himself safe at home with the door closed.

"never mind?"

Yang Feng glared.

Then he waved the account book in his hand.

"Do you ask these people to agree?"

He shouted.

"Master, Dashang, let's forget about this family. You have enough of it. If you raise funds, you will be from the inner treasury. The younger ones don't want their family. Dashang, let's change the family, and there is a son-in-law's family in front of it."

"The prince consort is all poor people. If you have a lot of money, he will be the only one!"

Yang Feng said.

Then he picked up the Franchise and smashed it on the door like a big stick. The two poor doors let out miserable wails, and they opened directly like a helpless girl. Then Yang Dashuai walked in with the Franchise. The excited soldiers from behind flocked in, and pairs of clamp beds floated over their heads, as if floating on a surging torrent, and were washed in like this.

Later, Duke Sun sighed helplessly...

"Eunuch Sun, let's go!"

Gu Yangqian said with a smile.

Duke Sun looked at him in sorrow, and had to flock in with the soldiers.

This is Wanli's uncle's house.

Empress Dowager Li's father was named Marquis of Wuqing, and after her death, her younger brother Li Wenquanjian and others inherited it.

Fat sheep.

The fat sheep can’t be more fat.

The Li family Tsinghua Garden is the first garden in the capital. It is said that the willow dike was built only twenty miles away. Later, it was changed to Changchun Garden by Brother Ma, and then it became Ma's favorite place to stay.

Such a fat sheep...

"At half a million!"

Yang Feng said.

"What are you going to do? Let me go. I am the national uncle, I am the national uncle. You let me go. I want to see Your Majesty, I want to see the Queen Mother..."

Li Wenquan, the Wuqing Bo in front of him, howled.

Then howling was useless. Those rough soldiers didn't care whether they were the national uncle or not. They had become numb to these scary names in the past two days. What are the dukes and marquis, are they all tied on the bed like pigs, and then they can pick them up as much as they want? So what if they do, I have done the feat of more than thirty marquises in a row and I still care about you a mere uncle?

"Any half a hundred thousand taels, is there any, is there any?"

Yang Feng shouted.

The unlucky Wu Qingbo was still struggling and did not hear his numbers.

"Master, isn't the count two hundred thousand?"

Sun Xian hurried over and said.

"That's an outsider. The uncle is a royal relative. Can he be the same as others? Your Majesty has difficulties now. The more the royal relative is, the more he has to work. Those outsiders can pay 400,000. As the uncle, of course, he will get 500,000. If his uncle doesn't help, how can he convince the outsiders? 500,000 taels, one tael cannot be lost. Uncle, you should pay the 500,000 taels of silver quickly. If you don't pay it, you will inevitably suffer."

Yang Feng said.

"You thieves, I want to see the Queen Mother, I want to see the Queen Mother..."

Wu Qingbo howled.

"folder!"

Yang Feng shouted.

The soldiers on both sides immediately smashed the wooden wedges, and the poor Wu Qingbo screamed.

"Are there five hundred thousand taels of silver? Is there any? Is there any?"

Yang Feng shouted.

"No, I want to see the Queen Mother!"

Wu Qingbo continued howling.

Obviously he was not very clear-headed.

In theory, this number is not too much for their family. Longqing rewarded his family 70,000 acres at one time, and the land granted was definitely not taxed. This is not counting the rewards from Wanli in the future. You should know that the first ten years of Wanli, Empress Dowager Li was in charge of the overall situation and it was impossible to give her parents less benefits. Moreover, the Li family also took over a large number of palaces and court purchases. They once caused trouble for soldiers because of using inferior cloth to fool the army. It can be said that they are the largest royal merchants at present. The Li family has no power, but if they want to say that they are the number one in the Ming Dynasty to make money.

Moreover, from Li Wei to the present, the Li family has been prominent for 30 years, earning 50,000 yuan a year and returning 1.5 million yuan!

With their family's conditions, it would be a joke to not earn 100,000 yuan a year.

"Uncle Wu Qing, you should just leave Yang Dashen immediately?"

Sun Xian quickly stepped forward and persuaded him kindly.

"Sun, don't think I don't know what you are thinking. You collude with these thieves, just worry about the money from my Li family. If you have the ability, you can kill me. Don't even think about the money from my Li family. I see how you will meet the Queen Mother in the future."

Li Wenquan howled.

"Master, Master, 200,000, 200,000."

Sun Xian turned his head and begged Yang Feng.

"folder!"

Yang Feng said.

The poor Duke Sun was caught in the middle and could only sigh helplessly.

The soldiers swung the hammer without hesitation with malicious intentions. They probably didn't see such a tough guy. With the dull sound that sounded almost at the same time, two sledgehammers hit the wooden wedge hard, and then they saw that the two wooden wedges were in instantly more than half.

Almost at the same time, Wu Qingbo let out a howl that was not like a human, and the two eyes bulged out instantly.

Sun Xian was so scared that he quickly pulled the soldiers away, and trembled with his hands to test his breath.

What a test!

The ears, nose and mouth were bleeding...

"Master, what should I do?"

Duke Sun patted his legs and wailed.

"This bone is a bit unsolid, it is obviously calcium deficiency!"

Yang Feng sighed as he looked at Wu Qingbo, who was dying with his eyes open.

"Master, he is the uncle of the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother is still in the palace. How do you call King Mother? Let go and do it, and you will dodge it!"

Sun Xian wailed and pushed away the soldiers blocking the road, and quickly ran outside.

"Our Queen Mother is still alive?"

Yang Feng asked Gu Yangqian in confusion.

"The Grand Marshal is joking. The Empress Dowager is only in her forties this year. I think it is necessary to live a hundred years old."

Gu Yangqian said.

"Brothers, we're in trouble now."

Yang Feng said to the soldiers with a serious expression.
Chapter completed!
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