"Rareless!" Mo Jingli's face darkened, and he slapped the handrail heavily on the handrail. The heavy voice made everyone present tremble in his heart. Zhang Baiwan's rich body trembled, and his face was even more scared.

"You don't want me to give you face. Do you really think I am a vegetarian?" Mo Jingli said sinisterly, waved his hand, "pull him out for me and beat him back to the fifty boards. I believe Mr. Zhang's health will soon recover."

Fifty-year-olds, if you really fight, you can have a funeral like Zhang Baiwan. Even if you show mercy from the Lord Li’s mansion, you will be afraid that you will be able to get rid of 70% or 80% of your life. Obviously, King Li planned to swallow the entire Zhang family into his mouth. Everyone present trembled in their hearts, and they couldn’t help but feel a little glad that he did not do stupid things.

The guard next to him did not allow Zhang Baiwan to beg for mercy anymore, so he blocked the sacred and pulled him out. After a while, there was a heavy sound of boards and Zhang Baiwan's whimpering and painful whistling sound from outside the door. Obviously, Mo Jingli wanted to kill the chicken for the monkey to see.

"Regent." Just as everyone was struggling with fear, a quiet voice sounded in the hall. Everyone looked in the voice and saw a young man in white standing up and said calmly, "The prince is about to go to war, why should he be as knowledge as an ignorant villain? Please think twice."

Mo Jingli raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Li with a difficult expression and said, "Young Master Chu wants to plead for him?"

Ye Li smiled and said, "I won't plead for Mr. Zhang, but... the prince was originally going to fight for the foundation of the Great Chu. If he killed Zhang Baiwan, it would be a problem with the prince's reputation."

"It's interesting." Mo Jingli did this to shock everyone, and he had no intention of really taking Zhang Baiwan's life. At least he had to keep a breath and let him leave the Regent's Mansion. Seeing Ye Li say this, Mo Jingli raised his hand to signal the people around him to go out and call to stop.

After a while, Zhang Baiwan was taken back and still threw it on the ground. Although Ye Li had pleaded with him, he was still hit by twenty boards, and a large area of ​​clothes behind him was soaked with blood.

Mo Jingli looked at the person who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and said to Ye Li: "I was expeditioning in Beiying to regain the lost territory of the Great Chu. Now I just borrowed some money from the people in the name of the court. This million yuan has been repeatedly ruling. Master Chu thinks that such a person should not be beaten?"

Ye Li said lightly: "Such people should naturally be beaten. However, killing without teaching is called abuse, and not being discouraged is called violence. As we all know, Mr. Zhang loves money as his life, and being confused for a while is inevitable. Now that he has learned a lesson, Mr. Zhang will definitely not let the prince down again."

"Is that?" Mo Jingli raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Baiwan. Zhang Baiwan could accumulate tens of thousands of yuan of property, so he would never be a fool. How could he not know that he almost lost his life just now. If it weren't for the pleading for mercy, Zhang Baiwan would become Zhang Dead in a moment. As soon as he saw Mo Jingli's gaze swept over, he nodded repeatedly and said, "This young man is talking about... Xiaomin is confused for a moment, begging the prince to forgive him. Xiaomin is willing to donate 500,000 grain and labor force."

The military was given away for nothing, so there was no need to pay it back. Although Mo Jingli never planned to pay it back, it sounded more comfortable than borrowing it. But... "Five hundred thousand?" The grain of 500,000 Dan sounded a lot. However, as the military pay was not enough for hundreds of thousands of troops a month, Mo Jingli would naturally not be satisfied. Zhang Baiwan's heart trembled and said with a sad face: "One hundred...one million Dan..."

Mo Jingli snorted lightly and said with a smile: "In this way, I would like to thank Mr. Zhang for his righteous actions. In addition, I would have to trouble Mr. Zhang to raise the food and grass in the later period of the army. Of course... the court would pay a high price to buy it. How about it?"

What else could Zhang Baiwan besides nodding? He naturally knew that Mo Jingli could not expect the so-called high price. Even if it was affordable, he would probably not get it. In the end, he would have to accompany him. He was afraid that the Zhang family would still be able to leave some wealth after the war.

With Zhang Baiwan's lesson, the wealthy businessmen here naturally became much more tactful. They didn't need Mo Jingli to speak at all, and they all donated money and materials, and most of them were given. Although these people were afraid that even Mo Jingli's eight generations of ancestors had scolded him, they still had to smile carefully on their faces, for fear that Mo Jingli would be unable to even walk out of Prince Li's mansion alive.

After a while, Ye Li made a rough calculation in her heart. The silver that everyone here was forced to donate was as high as 50,000 taels of silver, and there were countless other materials. With such a rich income, Mo Jingli's gloomy face looked much better. Ye Li also donated 50,000 taels of silver very consciously. Although Mo Jingli was a little dissatisfied, she also thought that Chu Junwei would have given him 50,000 taels of face when he was away. What's more, Chu Junwei spoke up just now, which could be considered as giving Mo Jingli a step to let Mo Jingli deal with it.

He had a little bit of favor, so he wouldn't be much. Of course, the 50,000 taels were finally given by Mr. Lin, who sat beside Ye Li. Mr. Lin lost 450,000 taels in vain when he attended the banquet, and his face turned green with a heartache. Everyone here knew that the money was probably just meat buns to beat a dog, and he would never return. Fortunately, Jiangnan has been a wealthy place since ancient times. Although these wealthy businessmen have suffered a lot, they can still bear it. If it were a place like Nanzhao and Xiling, they would be afraid that they would not have to wait for Mo Jingli to fight north, and these people would have to rebel first.

After getting what he wanted, Mo Jingli was not in the mood to drink and eat with these people. He toasted a glass of wine and stood up and left. The people present actually had stomachache, but no one dared to get up and leave immediately. You just left as King Li left. Isn’t it obvious that you are dissatisfied with King Li? From ancient times to the present, the idea of ​​not fighting against the rich and not fighting against the officials has long been deeply rooted in people’s bones. As long as they can’t survive, ordinary people will not easily be willing to be enemies with the court.

So everyone looked absent-mindedly at the singing and dancing life in front of them, while silently vomiting blood in their hearts. The only relaxing person present was probably Ye Li. Although Mo Jingli left, Ye Ying and the little emperor stayed at the banquet. After all, it was a banquet in the Regent's Mansion, and there was no one without a master. However, Ye Li's outfit at this time was not suitable for talking to Ye Ying. Her eyes flowed calmly from Mo Suyun sitting in a daze in the chair, and a very shallow smile appeared on Ye Li's lips.

"How could the emperor appear in the Regent's Mansion today?" Ye Li asked strangely.

Mr. Lin next to him quickly explained in a low voice: "I heard that the Regent and the Empress Dowager had a quarrel. He said that the Empress Dowager's wife was kind and would not teach the emperor at all. He planned to bring the emperor by his side and teach him personally."
Chapter completed!