Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"But I'm lost."

Yan Ce left the academy with a map of Xianyang in his hand, lit a torch, and walked towards the prime minister's mansion with the attitude of a suspected arsonist. .

Miss Lingshi has a poor relationship with him, and her mouth is so poisonous, there is no possibility of going through the back door.

The capital chain is on the verge of breaking due to a wrong estimate. Sure enough, I am still too young, and scientific research is a bottomless pit that cannot be filled, especially in an era when productivity still needs to be improved.

"Prime Minister, Young Master Yan Ce is visiting!" Yan Ce shouted loudly holding a torch.

After waiting for a while, the prime minister's mansion not only did not open, but also locked the door.

The scene was very embarrassing.

The servant of the prime minister's mansion seemed to have read the meaning of "burning, my youth" from Yan Ce's fiery eyes through the crack of the door.

Outside the prime minister's mansion, there were two circles of troublemakers, and the guards hurried over to maintain order, but no matter how hard they rushed, they couldn't finish. I've seen burning firewood, I've seen people burning, and I haven't seen burning prime ministers for hundreds of years .

However, the general of the guard army is Wang Jian's student. To put it bluntly, Yan Ce is still his brother. If the boy did not really commit a crime, the guard army collectively turned a blind eye to it, so it is not easy to arrest him directly.

Under Yan Ce's pressure, the servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion hesitated for a while and finally opened the door, and only young master Ce was welcomed into the mansion. Yan Ce's terrorist label, report back to the prime minister for processing.

As for Prime Minister Wang Hui, he never thought that one day, there would be a despicable and shameless nobleman holding a torch and preparing to burn him. Even if he had different political opinions, at most he would just wait for Fusu to grow to the level of a king and send him to a small border county. That's all.

As for Yan Ce, every piece on the chessboard is played without even the slightest sign, the player who plays chess is either a genius or a lunatic.

The temperature of the torch made him take a half step back in discomfort.

"Young Master Ce, calm down first, if there is anything, we can sit down and discuss it."

Although the prime minister who has been in the officialdom for more than ten years is not afraid of death, the way of death is too unjust. He really doesn't want to dance hand in hand with a lunatic in the fire.

"I need to borrow a sum of money to support the bright future of Qin, so please lend me the money, Prime Minister, and I will pay it back sooner or later."

"..."

The method and excuse of borrowing money, are you also a person?Just give me some money and send it away.

The prime minister was silent for a while, and after thinking it over, he said lightly, "How much do you want to borrow?"

"One hundred thousand gold."

"You... aren't you entertaining me! May I ask Mr. Ce, do you want to buy the whole country of Qi with money?" The prime minister's eyelids twitched, and he looked vigilantly at Mr. Ce, who was suspected of planning to burn him.

"No, I have a more ambitious goal. If you borrow money, I can repay it in five years. Borrow 20 gold and repay 25 gold."

"You come to ask for money with empty teeth. You are not Han Fei's student, but you are a student of the Strategist!" Wang Hui couldn't help but said, "Young Master Ce, don't burn it first. Let's talk about the truth. Why should I believe you can do it?" Pay back the money, you should understand the story of Zhou Tianzi's high debt repayment."

"Of course!" Yan Ce raised the torch a little, and persuaded in the kind tone of an old bustard who forced her into prostitution: "I can mortgage two of the three capitals of the Yan Kingdom. The Qin Kingdom has not yet unified the Yan Kingdom, and the land ownership is temporarily Here, I can give you as a fief, 20 gold, two rich fiefs."

I remember that King Yan hadn't died yet, so you sold his land. It really doesn't hurt to sell the land.

The Prime Minister's expression was a little strange.

"If you are not satisfied, you can also give Yanwang Yanxuan as a gift, a middle-aged handsome guy, the more you look at it, the more charming it is."

King Yan wanted to curse after hearing this...

Wang Hui suddenly began to sympathize with Yan Xuan, who was far away in the country of Yan. However, the combined value of the two capitals definitely exceeded 20 gold.

"I can borrow it, but I need time to find the money from various families to raise the money, Young Master Ce. In addition, I want to ask, if I don't borrow it, will you burn Prime Minister Da Qin here?"

"Although you repeatedly and repeatedly quarreled with the crown prince Fusu, and targeted me everywhere, it was just a political difference. How could I be so stingy that I would burn the prime minister to death? This is not called borrowing. This is crowdfunding. Pay attention to fairness, justice and openness.”

Yan Ce held up the torch, Sunshine smiled.

"Also, Mr. Prime Minister is too worried, the torch is just for keeping warm."

Chapter 310 The Sixth Harvest of Life

The plain white ice crystals fluttered between the sky and the earth, and gradually fell between the wind chimes at the corner of the eaves, melting and freezing. With the cold wind blowing, the sound of "jingle bells" echoed in the bustling school.

"...Is this a dream? This must be a dream."

Bai Ren looked dazedly at the carloads of endless money. Funds in units of ten thousand gold turned out to be like this. The days of lying in the pile of money and counting money seemed too nonsense. The wealth that can kill a country with money is now in front of her in reality.

Miss Bai's family looked at the registration form, her fingers trembling heavily, and her voice seemed a little difficult. Who could tell her what Mr. Yan Ce experienced that night?

"Millions... millions of gold!"

"My God!"

Quietly, the girl looked up at the sky dully, faded away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the roads on both sides were blocked, one after another carriages drove into the school, the endless stream of noble students screamed, and then they stared at what happened The ghost around them... no, it's a fantasy event.

At this moment, the school where the new generation of aristocrats and young ladies of the Qin Kingdom gathers is bustling with people from the school to the martial arts training ground. Everyone's eyes are fixed on the carload of money extending to the end of the field of vision, a hundred carts, or a thousand carts?

Time came to a standstill, and the expressions of astonishment were fixed on the faces of every boy and girl. The unimaginable huge funds tore away all the pride and indifference of the nobles, and the schools were occupied by money, fully accounting for half.

This is a joke!Could it be that Young Master Ce has emptied the entire state mansion, or is it that King Qin feels that the state mansion is distorted and intends to move it?

It wasn't just Bai Ren who was dizzy, but also all the staff members who secretly participated in Yan Ce's Eastward Journey plan, but numbness had already appeared in their eyes.

During the long process of counting, Yan Ce was lying on Miss Lingshi's bed and hugging her quilt to catch up on sleep.

But let me make it clear that the boy is not a pervert, and he has no special preference for women's beds. It is simply because classmate Xiaoyu shrank into his room and refused to come out at all. Concubine Ming temporarily occupied Yan Ce's room to take care of her old friend's granddaughter, so Yan Ce had to go. The room that was vacated, anyway, the woman went back to Wang Ting to take care of the aftermath, and she is not in the school for the time being.

I visited all the big households in Xianyang overnight.

After receiving the prime minister's enthusiastic crowdfunding, Yan Ce resolutely took a torch to visit all the rich and powerful households in the Qin State. After intimate contact with the flames, the significance of the plan was clarified, and the patriarchs of the major families were in cold sweat. He promised to "voluntarily" participate in crowdfunding, and Yan Guo, which was used as collateral, was also divided into countless shares.