"This was given to you from the South, right?"

Yang Feng picked up a silver ingot from the carriage and said to Gao Ju'an. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is a fifty-tael ingot, and there are also embossed words made by the supervision of the Great Song Dynasty below, and the same big ingots are loaded with a whole cart on the carriage in front of him, and there is also a row of thirty fully loaded carriages in the generalissimo's courtyard behind the carriage, and each car is this kind of big ingots, or small gold ingots, or strings of copper coins, here is a total of gold, silver, copper and even a small amount of jewelry equivalent to 200,000 taels of silver.

"Hui Zun God, this is the New Year's coin of the Song Kingdom."

Gao Ju'an said grovelly.

At this time, the Jin State did not have its own coinage alone, but Liu Yu minted it, but the Jin State minted its own coins to get the Jin Hailing era, at this time it was still dominated by the Liao Song Dynasty and the pseudo-Qi currency, and the copper money was indeed the main currency of this era, but before the Song Dynasty also minted a large number of gold coins and silver coins, the appearance was the same as the copper coin, mainly used by the upper class, especially the emperor's reward, Jingkang's shame when the Jin soldiers had plundered a large number of gold and silver coins.

But the Song Dynasty's tribute to the Jin State was silver.

250,000 taels per year, starting in 1141, halved after 1163, but increased to 300,000 after 1207, and because of the defeat, an additional 3 million taels of silver were sent, and by the time of the Mongol extermination of Jin, the Southern Song Dynasty had paid a total of more than 30 million taels of silver to the Jin State, and the value of silk was not counted.

In fact, including the previous Northern Song Dynasty, the tribute paid to the Liao State was also silver.

In other words, at this time, silver was equivalent to the US dollar in later generations, which was a means of settlement between countries, mainly because nomads preferred silver that was easy to carry, and carrying a sack of copper coins was a bit too exaggerated for them.

"What Zhao Gou gave to you, you will give it to Ben Shuai, you don't lose money in this business!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Gao Ju'an accompanied the smiling face and did not speak.

"What about the rest, and the palace ladies that Ben Shuai wanted, what about those emperors, and those concubines and palace maids, Ben Shuai remembers three or four thousand people, right?"

Yang Feng said.

The coffin of the great painter has been sent, and it is placed next to it and no one looks at him twice, it is estimated that he is sighing at these bastards underground, he has been dead for several years, and he has long become a handful of rotten bones, Yang Feng is definitely not interested in looking at it, and it is useless to look at it, who knows what the rotten bones looked like before, and the first batch of indemnities equivalent to 250,000 taels of silver is considered to be delivered, and it just so happens that Zhao Gou also sent the same amount of coins to the Jin Kingdom last year, and the Jin Kingdom is quite hot in his hands.

And the rest are those emperors, concubines, and palace maids who have not seen each other.

"Zun God, this is Yanjing Xingtai put together locally, four million taels is too much, Yanjing Xingtai does not have such ability, it has to be transported thousands of miles from Shangjing, and so many can not be made up at once, so it will be later, but before the end of the year, a batch should be sent, but the first batch of those female dependents has already set off, and it is estimated that it will be there in two or three months."

Gao Ju'an said.

They are actually ready to send these 250,000 taels, this real money is a good thing, not those crippled emperors, and they don't feel distressed at all when they send it out.

As for the next batch at the end of the year......

That depends.

As for what......

What did Zhao Huan do yesterday, but they had already expected that they would send Empress Wei in this way, which was to lead to trouble, so that Zhao Huan could pull Yang Feng into this quagmire when his life was at stake, and then force Zhao Gou and Yang Feng to become enemies, if they could trigger a war between Zhao Gou and Yang Feng, then they could watch the excitement. There was already a feud between Zhao Gou and Yang Feng, and Yang Feng in Huaibei also made Zhao Gou uneasy, there was just no fuse between them, Zhao Huan played the role of this fuse, as long as they went to war, the Jin Kingdom at least in the short term did not have to worry about Yang Feng's threat.

As for the results......

The result is not important, the important thing is to buy time for the Jin country to prepare for war, they are not without an army, they still have an army, but it will take time for these troops to gather and go south, give them a year, they can reassemble hundreds of thousands of troops to fill the broken front. In addition, they also need a little time, looking for supernatural powers that can help them deal with Yang Feng, the demon, and now the imperial court has begun to issue an order to recruit people with special abilities, such as monks, wizards, dancing gods, etc., it is said that there are quite a lot of recruits, and it is obvious that it is no problem to organize a god-killing army.

In short, it's all a series of conspiracies.

"Hmph, you'd better not challenge Ben Shuai's patience."

Yang Feng sneered.

"Don't dare, how dare the villain offend the gods."

Gao Ju'an said.

At this moment, two generals of the Red Turban Army and more than a dozen middle-aged and elderly people walked out of the main hall behind them, and several of the old people wiped their tears while walking, Yang Feng glanced at Feng Zhen who followed next to him, and Feng Zhen nodded at him.

"I don't want to see the sky again today."

An old man without a beard cried as he walked.

Obviously, they have confirmed the identities of Zhao Huan and Empress Wei.

Gao Ju'an looked at Yang Feng with blank eyes.

"Since this is the case, then Ben Shuai will send the first emperor Zi Palace, Emperor Jingkang and the queen mother first, and then come back to settle accounts with you."

Yang Feng looked at him and said.

Gao Ju'an let out a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his hanging heart, as long as this guy goes, as for the withdrawal of the Red Turban Army, he didn't even mention it, and it is impossible to hand it over where people grab it.

In fact, at this time, they have given up this area, not to mention that there is still this demon in the town, that is, without this demon in the town, they have no ability to retake it, the previous war between the two sides made the Henan Jin army suffer heavy losses, and even in the face of the Song army at this time, they are weak, as long as the Song army counterattacks Henan, it can be said that they must even give up Henan, and where can they have the extra troops to counterattack Shandong.

Before, in the absence of this demon, the Red Turban Army attacked Sizhou, and the 8,000 Jin Army against the 20,000 Red Turban Army finally let the family open the city of Sizhou in two days, and it is said that the Red Turban Army also used new cannons to defeat the 3,000 Jurchen cavalry in the field battle.

For the time being, the Jin Army could not afford to provoke such combat effectiveness.

At least until the hundreds of thousands of troops that are being assembled south arrive, the Jin army can only maintain a strategic contraction.

At this time, Zhao Huan accompanied Empress Wei out of the main hall, although the latter had been identified, but there was no smile on his face, he walked heavily on crutches with the support of the two maids, and even slightly panicked at the moment of eye contact with Yang Feng, of course, there was a faint hatred in his eyes......

"Meet the Queen Mother!"

Yang Feng stepped forward and said.

"The god killed the old body, if there is no god to greet him, the old body does not know when the mother and son will be reunited, the god is a god descending to earth, it should be the old body to thank the god."

Empress Wei said with a fake smile.

"The Queen Mother is polite, it is my father's last wish to welcome the Queen Mother back to the country, how dare Yun slack off."

Yang Feng said.

"Ling Zun's old body knows, Ling Zun is loyal to my Great Song Dynasty, but innocently wronged, the old body is also very indignant, that Qin Hui old body has also seen in the north, it is indeed a traitorous villain, and I don't know how the official family was deceived by him, and even let this kind of traitor steal the phase and harm the loyal and good, although the old body is a woman, but since it is the mother of the official family, it must not allow this traitor to cause trouble to the court, so go to Lin'an old body to sue the official family in person, expose its true face, wash away the grievances of Lingzun, in order to comfort the people of the world."

Wei Hou said.

"Empress Dowager Xie!"

Yang Feng said disrespectfully.

Empress Wei was just forced, Zhao Huan had already threatened him, if he didn't avenge Yue Fei, then don't blame him and Yang Feng for revealing the identities of those two children, your dignified Empress Dowager of the Great Song Dynasty not only made Wanyan Zongxian a concubine, but also gave birth to two mongrel sons in the end, if this is made public, then I am afraid that you have no other way to go except hanging. If someone else says this kind of thing, people may not believe it, but if the emperor and his eldest brother say it, then I am afraid that no one in the world will doubt it anymore, not to mention that many people in Jinguo know about this matter, as long as people who are interested in Jinguo inquire, then the truth will be revealed.

So you'd better be obedient.

In order to protect his reputation and avoid returning to Lin'an and then hanging himself, Empress Wei can only agree to come down first, as for what will happen after returning to Lin'an, it depends on the situation.

Everyone is a smart person, you have to do what you have to do!

"When will the Venerable God send the Emperor Zi Palace?"

Wei Hou said.

However, Yang Feng didn't look at her, but stared at the two maids beside her.

"If the gods like it, let them serve the gods!"

Empress Wei smiled.

"Thank you for the reward of the Empress Dowager!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

These two maids will definitely die when they go back, and he can be regarded as pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade, although they look ordinary, but they are also two fresh and tender little Lori, and it is a pity to be beaten to death by a stick like that.

Empress Wei smiled with a hint of disdain in her eyes, obviously despising Yang Feng's aesthetics, the two big-footed yellow-haired girls are regarded as treasures, how hungry is this, this kind of rough billet is no different from those rough Jurchen men, or the talented gentleman of the first emperor is missed. For a while, Empress Wei returned to the Xuanhe period in a trance, returned to the beautiful Yanfu Palace, and watched the man in the imperial robe painting the magnificent scroll, writing the silver hook and iron stroke, and then the picture immediately turned into a group of rough golden soldiers who tore her clothes and pressed her to sing.

She shivered subconsciously.

"The Queen Mother?"

Yang Feng shouted at her.

Empress Wei just got out of the nightmare, and she looked at Yang Feng with some embarrassment.

"Queen Mother, let's leave tomorrow, Yun will escort the first Emperor Zigong and the Queen Mother and Emperor Jingkang to Lin'an, but the Song army will inevitably block it halfway, and at that time, you have to ask the Queen Mother to come forward and drink it back, otherwise Yun's subordinates are all rough soldiers, and it will be a sin to disturb the Queen Mother."

Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Respect the gods, rest assured, the old body wants to see which rough billet dares to be wild in front of the old body."

Empress Wei said with a smile.