Time is slow

   Chapter 751 Laci has fallen

  Lanshan quickly calculated in his heart.

   100,000 silver for freeing my son from 100 large plates, I have to agree to grit my teeth, otherwise my son is gone, what do you need so much money for?

   "Why, Lan Aiqing doesn't want to?" Emperor Ming Kang raised his eyelids.

   "Yes, yes, one hundred ministers are willing."

   "How many boards does Nalan Aiqing plan to reach?" Emperor Ming Kang asked calmly.

  Humph, anyway, he will signal to Wei Wuxie, as long as the full amount is not paid, the effect will be the same whether playing a hundred big board or fifty big board, definitely let this little beast know why the flowers are so red and why the board is so heavy!

  Lanshan's eyelids jumped.

  The emperor is not at ease when he asks such a question. Does he dare to say that it is only a few boards?

   Now he can think that he knows whose money La Ci used to make the money, but he only guessed the beginning of it in the imperial study that day, but did not guess the result!

  Lanshan felt more and more sad as he thought about it. Under Ming Kangdi's calm gaze, he said tearfully, "Of course it's all over."

   Ming Kangdi's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he nodded secretly.

  Well, if nothing else, he was very satisfied with Lan Shan's discerning look.

   One hundred thousand taels of silver is not enough!

   "Okay, take your son back and bring the money as soon as possible."

  Lanshan was like being granted amnesty, with tears and tears in gratitude, dragging Lan Songquan out.

  Lan Songquan's heart was full of fire, and his back showed some tension.

  Ming Kangdi stared at Lan Songquan's back, frowning in disgust.

Although   Lanshan is good, his son is so unremarkable that he is heartbroken when he sees it.

  Speaking of which, Lan Shan is also seventy years old, and after being with him for so many years, he has some feelings for him. Otherwise, if you copy the Lan family, you will no longer have to worry about Laci in the future.

   "Wei Wuxie, clean up this place." Emperor Ming Kang gave a light command, got up and went out.

   Well, the matter of Laci is settled, I am refreshed and go to do my homework.

  Wei Wuxie hurriedly called someone to clean up.

   The two little eunuchs knelt down and took a soft towel to wipe off Lan Songquan's nosebleed. Wei Wuxie frowned and kicked the little **** closest to him: "Who told you to wipe it!"

   "Huh?" The little **** blinked.

   "Pry open the gold brick with nosebleed and change it!"

   The two little eunuchs looked at each other.

   Want to change gold bricks?

   "Idiot, hurry up!" Wei Wuxie rolled his sleeves and went out, sneering in his heart.

   Not to mention that he became the **** with a pen and the admiral of the East Factory, these two idiots are still cleaning the floor. Can the gold bricks dripped with other people's nosebleeds still work? It is strange that the emperor did not knock them to death with gold bricks.

After Wei Wuxie left, the two little eunuchs tried their best to hold the gold bricks, and one of them sighed, "What happened to this imperial study? A few days ago, the gold bricks were replaced because of mouse holes. How long has it been? changed again."

   "Okay, hurry up and do things, you won't even be able to catch the meal later."

  Lanshan and his son returned to the house and went straight to the study.

  Lanshan's study is divided into separate compartments, so you can talk about some secrets inside without fear of being heard.

   As soon as he entered the study compartment, Lan Songquan kicked over the table, and the Bishan inkstone table and other objects on the table fell to the ground.

   "What's the use of this, look at what you've done!" Lan Shan said bitterly.

   This little bastard, the one hundred thousand taels of white silver has not been sent out yet, and he has ruined things!

   "Father, I really didn't write the word 'dog'!"

   "Then you say this is your handwriting?"

   The heart-stopping congratulatory stamp was of course brought back by the father and son.

Lan Songquan stared at He Zhang for a long time and murmured: "Father, this is a bit evil, I'm sure it was written as 'Tian' at the time. Besides, I will check after I finish writing, 'dog' is so dazzling. I can't find the words?"

  Lan Shan raised his hand and tapped Lan Songquan on the head: "Is it dazzling? It's not that a typo can't be found after several checks. Maybe deep down you think this word is pleasing to the eye."

  Lan Songquan twitched the corners of his mouth.

  Father was right. That dog emperor forced them to write green poems and congratulations every three days. After years and months, they were not allowed to repeat the same thing. It was like killing people.

   Thinking of this, Lan Songquan gasped.

   Could it be because of this that he made a typo and didn't notice it?

  Lan Songquan scratched his hair with a headache.

   Evil door, too evil door!

   "Hurry up and wash off the blood on your face, don't scare your mother." Although Lan Shan felt a little strange, he didn't think his son couldn't even recognize his own handwriting.

  Lan Songquan didn't move: "Father, we have to think about this today."

   "What about the congratulations?"

   "No, the emperor's attitude."

  Lan Shan frowned and sat down.

   He is getting old, and his brain is not as bright as before. In recent years, everything has been decided by his son.

   "Father, I don't think the emperor has any favors for us father and son."

   "Why do you need to say that?" Lan Shan rolled his eyelids.

  Lanshan is already very old. It can be said that there is no one older than him. The eyelids are full of folds, and the turbid eyeballs are revealed.

  Lan Songquan sighed when he saw it: Father is really too old.

   "Father, have you thought about what to do in the future?"

   "In the future..." Lan Shan's eyes flashed.

   "I think the emperor doesn't like seeing his son. When you agree to serve, maybe he will raid his son's house."

  Lanshan stared: "What nonsense, you have no separation!"

  Lan Songquan moved his lips.

  My father's mind really didn't turn around. He was a euphemism. After my father went to work, maybe the emperor wouldn't do it. What if he returned with a crane?

   Don't forget, now that dog emperor can do something that can use his family's 100,000 taels of silver to pay for 100 large boards!

  Lan Songquan became angrier the more he thought about it, his eyes were grim, and he muttered, "It would be great if King Mu succeeded the throne as soon as possible."

   "Shut up!" Lan Shan shouted, and was shocked by Lan Songquan's words.

   Looking forward to King Mu's succession to the throne, isn't that just looking forward to the emperor as soon as possible—

  Lan Songquan sat down on his butt, with blood on his face and said indifferently: "Be prepared for a rainy day, talk about what happened, no one will hear anyway."

   "The emperor is not mean to our father and son—"

   "That's not bad for the father, but not for the son. Father, don't get excited. In fact, even if today's incident did not happen, we should have a good discussion."

   "What do you want to say?"

Lan Songquan leaned forward and approached Lanshan: "Prince Rui already has a daughter, and three concubines will be born one after another, and there will always be a son, and the emperor's balance will be shifted to Prince Rui's side. "

  Lan Songquan had bullied Prince Rui when he was young and vigorous. Many people in Beijing knew about this, so the father and son have always stood firmly on the side of Prince Mu.

   Really let Prince Rui succeed the throne, their father and son will be in danger.

  Lanshan sighed deeply: "This matter needs to be studied carefully."

   No matter how Lan Shan and his son were locked in the study, the fine of 100,000 taels was quickly handed out as a gift, and the officials were all beaming for a while.

   Continue to ask for tickets. Thanks to the peach blossom fan for the doll demon girl, love ^^, travel in fantasy, mcj221, the little bookworm 2015 for the reward, and thanks to the book friends who voted.

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