As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was amazed.
Five years of annual tribute plus five grain camps were enough to cost an army of 100,000 men for a year.
Prince Nan's Mansion was instantly outnumbered, and Prince Nan's face, which was still so proud, suddenly turned ugly.
Looking at Bei Wang's smiling face, he felt even more angry.
Even the Prince Nan's Mansion can produce these.
Compared to the hundreds of years of accumulation of huge family heritage, this is only a drop in the bucket.
What does it mean?
But he was angry at the moment.
The Northern Palace was clearly trying to embarrass the Southern Palace, so after the Southern Palace paid 50% of the annual tribute, it gave him ten times more.
King Bei, an old man, King Nan cursed in his heart, and immediately bowed respectfully to Murong Nalan, "Your Majesty, I just made a mistake and said five years as 50%.
I'm really stupid.
Why?"
Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
"Oh" Murong Nonglan narrowed his eyes.
He naturally knew that the Southern Prince had increased the amount because the Northern Prince's Palace had given him a lot.
He laughed heartily and said, "Brother Nan Wang seems to be just like me.
He is very confused, and he can make such a mistake."
"The emperor is right.
Wei Chen is confused."
King Nan said with a smile, glanced at King Bei, and continued: "Here, Wei Chen would like to thank Brother Bei Wang for reminding him."
After a pause, "I feel ashamed of my mistake, and I would like to ask the emperor to give me a chance to correct myself."
Murong Nonglan glanced at Bei Wang, his eyes flashed, "Brother Nan Wang, don't worry about this, it's not a big deal if you make a slip of the tongue."
"No, no, no," King Nan waved his hands in panic, "Thank you for your love, Your Majesty, but this apology is necessary.
Therefore, in addition to the five-year annual tribute from King Nan's Mansion, I will send eight more grain farms as an apology.
Sincerity.”
Eight, the people present took a breath again, but they were counting silently in their hearts.
Eight plus the five sent by Bei Wangfu, that is thirteen grain villages, plus the five years of Sui Gong from the two palaces.
Take a deep breath.
At this time, the faces of other envoys attending the birthday banquet were not very good.
In such a short period of time, Murong Nalan easily obtained enough to support hundreds of thousands of troops for a year.
This also means that if Muna Nalan wants to start a war within a year, there is no need to worry about his reserve savings.
The corner of Ouyang Zhongyi's mouth curled up with a touch of sarcasm, and at this moment, Nangong Haoyue's smile also became stiff for a quarter of an hour.
As for Duan Mulan, she still looked indifferent, but she couldn't tell anything.
Murong Nalan slowly put away his emotions and looked at King Nan with a little more meaning, but there was no reason to not want anything he put in his mouth.
"Brother Nan Wang is too polite.
Speaking of this, it would be unkind for me not to hold him back.
If this is the case, then I would like to thank Brother Nan Wang for his kindness."
"Your Majesty, your words are serious."
King Nan waved his hands, but he was vomiting blood in his heart, because King Bei not only had five more years of annual tribute, but also had three more grain farms than King Bei.
But after all, these could not touch the foundation of Nanwang Mansion, but he only calmed down after being angry for a while.
The Northern King was still smiling, and he glanced at the Southern King slowly, and finally handed over to Murong Nalan, "Since the Southern Palace has sent five years of annual tribute and eight grain farms, the Northern Palace cannot be left behind.
Done, let me see , the two palaces are on par, naturally you cannot have more than me, but the North Palace cannot afford so many grain tuns.
The emperor sees this, and the veteran is making up for the three years' annual tribute as the three missing grain tuns.
Is this possible if the two governments are the same?”
Murong Nonglan looked at the smiling face of the North King, and then looked at the slightly aggrieved face of the South King, his eyes flickered, "Brother Bei Wang and Brother Nan Wang will discuss it, I have no objection."
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Anyway, I am all the same.
What opinions can the beneficiary have?
Seeing that Murong Nonglan had no objection, the Northern King turned to look at the Southern King, "Brother Nan Wang, what do you think?"
King Nan vomited a mouthful of blood in his heart.
Although money and food were equally valuable, food could definitely be exchanged for money, but money could not necessarily be exchanged for food.
After all this calculation, he suffered a big loss.
Your average size.
King Nan held his breath.
Looking at King Bei's smiling face, he almost couldn't hold back.
His tone was a little heavy, "The North King's Mansion can't provide three grain tuns.
No one in the world will believe it if I tell you." ."
In fact, he was convinced.
Believe it or not, because he himself can only afford eight grain farms, and this year's harvest is good, and the family business of the North Prince's Palace is not as widespread as that of the South Prince's Palace, so the five grain villages should be the North Prince's.
The limit that can be achieved.
Although he knew it, King Nan still said he didn't believe it, because he vomited so much at once just because of the person in front of him, and he felt miserable.
After hearing what Nan Wang said, the Northern King touched his chin as if in distress, "Our Northern Palace is not as wealthy as Nan Wang's Palace.
This is something everyone knows.
In addition, no one in this king is as rich as Nan Wang's Crown Prince.
My son, Prince Nan, has he not heard that my son is going to spend all his wealth to get a wife?
I want to save some money for him, so that my wife will not think he is poor before she even enters the house."
What he said was so sincere, as if he was really worried about his son's future.
Everyone present couldn't help but twitch their lips.
This father and son are really weird.
One son has to spend all his family property to get a wife, and the other father is worried that his son's family is not rich enough and his wife will dislike him.
The crowd was in turmoil in the wind and immediately turned their attention to the parties involved.
What everyone looked at the most was the Princess Qiandai who had spent all her wealth to marry and the North King's prodigal son Li Yu.
But Qian Dai kept her head down and showed no expression, while Li Yu drank tea indifferently, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Brother Nan Wang, how are you thinking?"
Bei Wang asked with a smile, as if he was not the one who was troubled just now.
Everyone was silent.
The men in Beiwang Mansion seemed unable to judge with common sense.
King Nan felt a suffocation in his heart, and looked up at King Bei.
He really didn't want to spend any more time with this old fox.
He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
He looked away in frustration, "That's it, I don't have it."
Opinion."
"Then I would like to thank you, Brother Nan Wang.
I will treat you to a few more drinks when I find a wife for my gangster."
The words of the North King with a smile made the South King angry again.
Everyone knew that the daughter-in-law that the North King was eager to marry was Qian Dai who had canceled his engagement to the South King's Palace.
Thinking of Susan, who was now engaged to be married to Yang Jinchen, blood suddenly welled up in her heart, almost spurting it out, and she couldn't help but stumble a little.
At this time, Yang Jinchen, who was standing next to Nan Wang, was the first to notice something strange about Nan Wang and reached out to help him.
But before his hand could reach Nan Wang, Bei Wang, who was afraid that the trouble was not big enough, spoke again, "Oh, Brother Nan Wang, why do you look so bad?
You should take good care of yourself."
Hearing these words that seemed to be full of concern, Nan Wang came back to his senses instantly, lifted Yang Jinchen's stretched out hand, and said in a serious tone, "I am fine, I really appreciate your concern, King Bei."
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"Everywhere, we are all colleagues, so we should be concerned."
Bei Wang replied with a smile
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