The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

"Outer city...outer city...what's in the outer city?"

Suddenly, Zhou Yongchun's eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Is it the land in the outer city? The emperor is going to sell the land?"

Zhou Yongchun quickly found people who were familiar with the outer city, and made a rough statistic about the people in the outer city.

Results coming soon...

"If you sell the land, you can get about 150 million taels of silver! Well, it really is here!"

Zhou Yongchun seemed to have found the answer and was overjoyed!

It's a pity that he would never know how amazing a plan planned by a modern soul would be, and how could it be so simple?

Zhou Yongchun felt that he had caught Yan Song's tail, and he had already begun to prepare himself to use this method to perform, which was praised by Jiajing.

"Hmph, Yan Thief, this time you won't be blessed again!"

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Chapter 50 Yang Tinghe is the old fox 【4】

Coincidentally, after Zhou Yongchun found out that the problem was not right and quickly sought Jiajing to show his loyalty, Yang Tinghe was also shaken.

Yang Ting and Dang received news from the people who had been monitoring the palace gates that Yan Song had gone to the palace, but had not been out for a few hours, and Zhou Yongchun also went there once, and he couldn't help but start to feel a little uneasy.

In this big New Year's Eve, officials don't have to go to court. What are Yan Song and Zhou Yongchun doing in the palace?And Yan Song has been gone for so long and has not come out, what is the reason?

Yang Tinghe is a shrewd person and feels that something is wrong inside, so he can't sit still.

"Prepare me a sedan chair, I'm going to Zhou Shangshu's mansion."

Yang Tinghe asked his servants to prepare the sedan chair, and after getting on the sedan chair, he went straight to Zhou Yongchun's mansion. He arrived shortly after, and then handed over the invitation.

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Zhou Yongchun's house, the study.

At this time, Zhou Yongchun was burying his head in writing a memorial about the sale of land in the outer city. The beginning was the history of the outer city, and then he flattered Jiajing, saying that the land belonged to the emperor of Jiajing, and it was unreasonable that the people and businesses did not give money there. .Then he started to calculate how to sell and how much to sell, with data and order.

Moreover, in his exaggerated method, 150 million was blown into 200 million.

Presumably Jiajing would like more money.

Zhou Yongchun wrote more and more, and felt that he had walked through a bright road to the sky, and at the same time expressed great admiration for Yan Song.

"It's not for nothing that Yan Song can obtain the emperor's favor, and this idea is not something that ordinary people can think of... However, now I have to share half of this benefit."

Zhou Yongchun flashed cunning in his eyes, and let out an old fox-like laughter.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Master, Yang Ting and Lord Yang are asking for a visit outside the door." The housekeeper said outside the door.

"What? Yang Ting and that old fox are here?" Zhou Yongchun was surprised, although he wondered why Yang Ting, who had never been here, why he came here and what purpose he had, he still ordered: "Take him to the living room, I will be there soon. ."

Soon, a minister from the Ministry of Industry, a minister from the Ministry of Rites, and two old foxes met in the living room.

"Master Yang, happy new year~"

"Lord Zhou, long time no see, happy new year~"

Then, Yang Tinghe didn't get to the point, but went around very cunningly, doing some homework and reducing Zhou Yongchun's vigilance.

After a quarter of an hour or so, Zhou Yongchun was very impatient. After all, he still had to write a memorial, so he hurriedly handed it to Jiajing to seek benefits.

"Lord Zhou, I heard that there is a famous painting scroll of the Song Dynasty, "Dwelling in the Mountains in Autumn", in your house. I wonder if you can take a look at it?" Yang Tinghe's face was full of enthusiasm and curiosity.

Zhou Yongchun is also a fan of painting and calligraphy collection. Hearing this, his heart is itchy, so he did not refuse.

"In my study, I'm going to bring it now..."

"Don't be so troublesome, we can go to the study together to watch, and besides, I am still full of curiosity about Master Zhou's study..."

Zhou Yongchun couldn't refuse, so he went to the study together.

When he came to the study, Yang Tinghe sent a bunch of good words to him, especially the Four Treasures of the Study, which made Zhou Yongchun feel embarrassed.

Zhou Yongchun let go of his guard and began to take the "Autumn Mountain Dwelling Picture".

At this time, Yang Tinghe's eyes were on a memorial that was hidden below: "I just read the ink and ink, obviously I wrote something, maybe this is the one."

Taking advantage of Zhou Yongchun's inattentiveness, he directly pulled out the memorial and tucked it into the front of his shirt.This process took less than two breaths, and the movement was low and inaudible, so Zhou Yongchun didn't notice it.

Zhou Yongchun took out the "Autumn Mountain Residence", and the two appreciated it together.

Yang Tinghe blocked the direction of the location where the memorial was just hidden, intentionally or unintentionally, so that Zhou Yongchun could not find out that the memorial had been stolen.

So, after an appreciation of the guests and the host, Zhou Yongchun felt that Yang Ting and Dasheng were confidants, and warmly invited Yang Tinghe to stay in Zhou Mansion for dinner.

However, Yang Tinghe had no time to eat now, so he said goodbye and left.

Zhou Yongchun enthusiastically sent Yang Tinghe out, and then watched Yang Tinghe get on the carriage to leave and disappear at the end of the street.

"Unexpectedly, brother Jiefu (Yang Tinghe's word) turned out to be such a person, I wish I could have known each other earlier!"

Zhou Yongchun sighed, and was happy that he had made a new good friend. After sighing, he remembered the memorial again, and hurriedly returned to the study to continue writing the memorial.

result……

"Hey...my memorial?"