"Mr. Marquis, this wine is not worth so much money, you might as well take it back."

As he said that, he sorted out the pile of money in pain and put it back.

But he also knew that this money could not be taken casually.

Let’s not talk about whether the money was thrown away by Huainan Hou for a while.

Even if he was serious, he would not dare to accept it.

Otherwise, if it spreads, everyone will know that Song Tianming is a greedy person and his reputation will be bad.

At least now, in the eyes of these big guys, I am still a talented, knowledgeable and capable young man.

If you have a good relationship with them, you can earn more than just ten thousand taels of silver in the future?

But he was still curious in his heart. While everyone was studying other bottles, he came to the King of Dingbei: "Prince, what's wrong with this Marquis of Wu? Why did he suddenly love this wine so much?"

King Dingbei sighed: "Hey, you don't know anything. I, an old brother, are still alone and have no children."

"Ah? Is this happening?"

This was not rare in previous lives. Isn’t it just a golden bachelor?

But it is rare to do a big deal.

It is normal for a man to marry three wives and four concubines. Even Song Tianming has three wives!

But the dignified Marquis of Huainan, a senior official, did not even get married and had no descendants?

"This has something to do with his past when he was young..."

From the mouth of King Dingbei, he knew about the unknown past of the Marquis of Huainan.

Simply put, when Mr. Wu was young, he met a beautiful girl. The two fell in love with each other and agreed to live for life.

However, as the Marquis of Huainan joined the army and went to the north to fight, he gradually broke off contact with the girl.

Originally, he could communicate with several letters, but in the third year of joining the army, the Marquis learned that the girl was about to get married.

At the same time, the exchanges of letters were cut off and the marquis's heart was also dead.

From then on, the two of them were at the end of the world.

It was not until many years later that the Marquis made great achievements in the north and finally returned to his hometown, so he immediately went to the girl's house.

It was then that he realized that as early as the third year of his army, the girl was betrothed to someone else to marry into a wife.

The girl refused to obey her. On the night of getting married, she used scissors to kill her life.

The Marquis thought the girl abandoned him, but he didn't expect to fulfill himself in another way.

After that, the marquis never mentioned the marriage again, and even rejected His Majesty's will, unwilling to marry His Highness the Princess!

"Just for this matter, Your Majesty has often called him a stubborn donkey in front of me."

After listening to this story, Song Tianming fell into deep thought.

To be honest, the plot is cliché and nothing special.

But the relationship between the two is real and sincere.

No wonder when Huainan Hou saw this poem, he spent a lot of money to get these two wine bottles.

Just look at things and think of others.

Looking at the Huainan Marquis who were silent and savoring peach blossom wine alone, Song Tianming sighed: "The Marquis is not drinking wine, it is obviously lonely."

After hearing this, King Dingbei nodded slightly: "This is something interesting."

Song Tianming smiled slightly and changed his subject: "However, this is probably not the reason why the Marquis spent a lot of money, right?"

King Dingbei put down his wine glass and looked at him with a smile: "How can I see it?"

"Although I want to make money, I haven't reached the point of being obsessed with profit.

If the Marquis was really sad because of the poem, there was no need to spend so much effort. He copied a copy of the poem and slowly appreciated it. Wouldn't it be simple?

Even if you like wine bottles, at most, it is not difficult to find a bottle of wine and make a similar style, right?

Why do you have to set up such a big battle in front of everyone?"

King Dingbei took a sip of wine, closed his eyes slightly, and asked with a little admiration: "What does this Huainan Marquis mean?"

"I don't treat the prince as a fool, and the prince should not treat me as a fool.

Tell me honestly, you told Huainan Hou before you came that I have something to do with good porcelain here, right?"

King Dingbei pretended not to know: "Why did sir suddenly suspect that I came to me? How could this king leak the news?"

"Your Majesty, don't pretend. Heaven and earth know this, you know me.

If the Marquis of Huainan knew nothing, how could he carry a hundred thousand taels of silver with him?

I'm afraid you didn't bring so much money to go out, right?"

"Hahahaha! What you said, if there are too many rich people who are doing this, there are not many people who like to show off?"

"You have to have this strength to show off your score.

Huainan is located in a remote place and is not considered a wealthy place. I am afraid that the annual tax will be only 50,000 or 60,000 taels.

Anyone who has to doubt it if you take out such a large amount of money at once?

The Marquis doesn't look like a corrupt official, and he probably doesn't have much money left.

I'm just trying to guess that part of this money is probably paid by you, Prince?"

King Dingbei did not speak, put down the wine bottle and whispered: "Mr. Xiao Song is really a talented person.

But I am also blamed for this brother. Although he is very careful, his acting skills are a little bit clumsy.

Yes, he does have other plans.

But you guessed one thing wrong.”

"What's up?"

"He did take this money himself.

These are his entire family.”

Song Tianming was also surprised.

Now, he understood what the hell was Huainan Hou who wanted.

"Huainan Hou, do you want my skills in making porcelain and brewing wine?"

King Dingbei nodded: "Mr. I guessed right.

But before that, he just wanted to cooperate with his husband and make this bigger.

But I didn't expect that he would take out all the money. This must be to get the most important craft from Mr.

Song Tianming smiled: "You admit that the news has been leaked?"

"Ahem, this is an exception. After all, Lao Wu has a life-long friendship with me..."

"When you said His Majesty before, this is the same word."

The old king of Dingbei blushed and quickly picked up his glass to drink, ignoring this.

Song Tianming thought for a moment: "I want to know what the marquis wants to do?"

“Oh, I feel ashamed to speak.

You also know that life is not easy in Huainan. Not to mention the common people, the Marquis of Huainan is not rich.

This year, Huainan suffered floods and lost the harvest. Where are the refugees everywhere..."

Song Tianming frowned: "Does the court ignore it?"

"After the territorial land is enthroned, the court will no longer provide relief, and the court will take over the management unless it returns the fief.

Not only that, the tax on the land after the enthronement will also double, half of which is from the court and half is given to the nobles.

When Old Wu was in office, he was already conscientious and diligent, and even took the initiative to exempt himself from his three-year tax.

The lives of ordinary people are much better than in the past, who would have thought that this will come suddenly…”

Without the need to say the next words of Dingbei, Song Tianming already understood: "In other words, the Marquis did this to promote this craft in Huainan, to ask for food for the people of Huainan, and to spend this desolate year?"

"That's right. This is also the reason why I'm willing to help him. Ten thousand taels are worth a lot of money in the capital. If you still think it's too little, I'll..."

King Dingbei glanced at the bet on the table.

"These are all yours."

Song Tianming was silent.

He didn't think there was any falsehood in the words of King Dingbei.

He has long heard of the situation in Huainan, and the disaster this year is more serious than in the past.

But even so, there was no news of a rebellion in the local area.
To be continued...