Chapter 857: I want to borrow money.

Chapter 857, I want to borrow money.
"Is there a fight between them?"
"Yeah!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded gently: the three empresses are ambitious and want to become a thousand emperors, who are not willing to bow their heads, only wait for one emperor to destroy the other two, thousands of civil war It will end, but the strength of the three emperors is quite equal, and the forces under the arm are similar. If you want to win the game, at least a few years later...
"So, you urge me to come to Qianxuan, is to let me watch the three emperors in the fight?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaohao, his mouth slightly picks, like a smile.
"Of course not!" Ouyang Shaohao shook his head, his eyes flashed unnaturally: "I just knew that Qianxuan has changed..."

When was it?
Murong Xue glared at him and asked without hesitation.
"A half an hour ago, in the cabin." Ouyang Shaohao said low, the dark eyes flashed with a little sincerity.

Really?
Murong Xue will be suspicious.
"Of course it is true, this kind of thing, I lied to you to do what..." Ouyang Shaohao said that the face does not change color and does not jump.
Unconsciously, before the people came to a quaint mansion, the civil and military officials dispersed respectfully, and the guards carried the dragons neatly and orderly into the mansion.
The mansion is not the palace of the Qianxuan country, but the temporary place where the emperor and the emperor are stationed. However, the house is still arranged in the noble, atmospheric, Ouyang Shaolu, Murong Xue led the room, the emperor and the nine emperors Go to the royal study.
The royal study is simple, but the bookshelves, tables, chairs, utensils, etc. are all exquisite and extremely precious. The golden silk furnace in the corner is full of scented ambergris, which is very quiet.
The emperor put the eunuchs and the maids all out, sitting on the rosewood chair, and admiring the look at the Taiwanese ink: "The hard nine brothers."
"It is the honor of the younger brother to share the worry for the emperor. I don't feel the hardship." The low voice of Yantai ink reveals a deep sincerity. He heard the emperor flashing a touch of gratification, and the majestic face slightly eased: "Nine Emperors How much grain did the brother bring back?"
Yantai ink carefully calculated, Shen said: "Return to the emperor, about 200,000."
200,000 baht!
The emperor raised his eyes slightly. He left about 250,000 soldiers. One soldier ate eight or two. He ate two pounds a day, seventy-two pounds in January, and two thousand people in January. Eight million pounds, that is, 180,000 dan, 200,000 rations of grain, only enough for them to eat for more than a month...
The army that was shipped back last time, the army ate for nearly three months! This time it was shipped back, it was half as slow as last time...
The emperor's heart frowned, but the face was a kind of praise: "The nine emperors brought back the life-saving grain again and again, and they are very gratified. From now on, the grain needed by the army will be handed over to the nine emperors. Yes, the nine emperors can not let the disappointment..."
Obviously, it is praised. If you praise it, you can hear the face of a piece of silence. The meaning of the emperor is to let him go out and find food! However: "The emperor, we have no gold and silver ..." When they left the palace, they brought a lot of gold and silver jewelry, Jane antiques, in order to buy grain and raise soldiers, they have sold those things.
"Oh, I know." The emperor waved his hand and interrupted his words: Selling jewellery, the antique silver was used cleanly six months ago. When he went out last time, he was left empty-handed. When he came back, he did not bring it back. Hundreds of thousands of tons of grain...
"The younger brother can bring back the grain, because the younger brother met a familiar friend on the road and borrowed money from them..." Yantai said lowly, and the low voice was a little bit pleasant.
The emperor is not proud of it: "Then you will continue to borrow money from your friends, and wait for you to regain the whole thousand, and give them ten times more..." Yantai is a thousand-year-old emperor, and the friends he makes are not rich. Expensive, take out dozens, millions of dollars of silver, no problem at all...
"The friends of Kechendi have elders alive. They can use up to tens of thousands of dollars of silver. They have all lent them to their younger brothers..." The low voice of Yantai was a little heavy.
"This way..." The emperor frowned slightly, and the friend of Yantai Mo could no longer borrow money from him. He could no longer buy grain and grass. Without food and grass, he could not support the 250,000 army.
If you want to let Fujian and Taiwan continue to buy grain, you must have a friend who can borrow him a lot of money. But such a friend must be a wealthy person and have a heart with him. Such a special friend can not find it... Waiting, rich, and sympathetic, the emperor suddenly appeared in the face of a beautiful picture, his eyes brightened, and hurriedly said: "Amo, how is your relationship with Ouyang Shaohao?"
Wutai did not understand why the emperor had this question for a moment. According to the truth, "It’s okay."
"Then you go to borrow money from him." The emperor's frowning brow stretched out, and the scorpion smashed out a little bit of light: the blue flames of the sacred palace is the world's famous hereditary palace, rich and rich, and Ouyang Shaohao is a happy Wang Shizi. The amount of silver that can be used is at least two million, enough for 250,000 soldiers to eat and drink for half a year...
Yantai ink glimpsed: "How can this be done..." Although he and Ouyang Shaohao have a good relationship, they have not had much contact. They can only be regarded as ordinary friends. Ouyang Shaohao came to visit Qianxuan. He did not do it. Even if the landlord’s friendship is over, I will borrow silver from others...
"How can we not? We are borrowing his silver two, and they are not robbing. The happy palace is rich and the sky is in the warehouse. It is just left in the warehouse. If you lend it to us, let us give him profit. After a few years, He is ten times more powerful than being in the warehouse..." The emperor worded a word and his eyes were sharp.
Yantai ink frowned slightly: "This..." That's right, but he and Ouyang Shaohao have a peaceful relationship. I really haven't been able to borrow him millions of dollars...
The emperor shook his head in disapproval: "Friends are all getting along, Amowen is only awkward, and is quite a bit of a relationship with Ouyang Shaohao. If you go to him, he will definitely give you money by..."
"but……"
"Amo, the grain you brought last time is running out. The new grain is only enough for more than a month..."
"You have to buy hundreds of thousands of grains in a month and ship them back. Otherwise, 250,000 soldiers will go hungry..."
"Amo, don't hesitate any more, go to Ouyang Shaohao as soon as possible to borrow money, set off early, and twenty-five hate the soldiers' grain, it is on you..."
The persuasion of the emperor's bitter heart echoed in the royal study room. Yantai ink was upset and stunned, leaving his forehead to leave the royal study room, walking along the corridor, aimlessly moving forward, not knowing, staying away from the crowd, coming In front of a quiet and elegant small courtyard...
(End of this chapter)