Although he knew Yang Fan’s purpose, Huang Luan had no choice.

Yang Fan's move was a naked plot, the kind that Huang Luan dared not refuse.

After all, once they refuse, wouldn’t they tell His Majesty Li Er openly that their Jiangnan gentry would not cooperate with the imperial court to establish a maritime trade yamen in Jiangnan?

If he dares to say this, His Majesty Li Er might have twisted his head off the spot.

Yang Fan is so cruel!

What else do you say about respecting the elderly and loving the young?

Just that you still say kindness?

Still saying that you are at a loss?

You're at a disadvantage!

Although Yang Fan lost and admitted his mistake and paid 100,000 chunks of money, Huang Luan was not moved at all.

After all, Yang Fan lost at most and admitted his mistake. Losing some money is not a big deal.

Besides, Yang Fan is just a stick, so he has no face.

What's more, Yang Fan is a god of wealth, and even if he loses 100,000 yuan, it is only part of it.

But if I, Huang Luan, lose, it would be a big loss!

Not only should we admit our mistakes, but we should also declare support for the imperial court to establish a maritime trade yamen in Jiangnan.

My Huangluan represents the Huang family in the south of the Yangtze River, and this time it is the vanguard of the aristocratic families.

If I admit my mistake, it is equivalent to all the gentry members of Jiangnan who admit their mistakes.

If I support it, it means that all the gentry of Jiangnan are supported.

But who can you Yang Fan represent?

No one can represent it!

Yang Fan is now a commander with only one person, and except for a few girls, he doesn’t even have any children.

Just say fairness?

Of course, Huang Luan can also use 100,000 yuan of wealth to make a bet.

Although the Huang family in Jiangnan was able to spend 100,000 guan, this amount was also an astronomical figure for the Huang family.

It's okay if you win!

If they really lose, then they must sell their property to raise the money.

Originally, he spoke out to express the dissatisfaction of the Jiangnan gentry, but Huang Luan did not want to be a sucker and bear it alone.

After all, this belongs to all the Jiangnan gentry.

Therefore, Huang Luan certainly refused to make suggestions on using money to bet.

So, he could only stare at Yang Fan fiercely, hum, this guy is so cunning.

But even if Huang Luan was angry, he had to accept this bet that seemed fair but was actually full of pitfalls.

Of course, what made Huang Luan even more angry was Changsun Chong, because this guy made the first decision that he was so passive.

But Changsun Chong didn't care, his eyes turned and said, "Mr. County, since your lottery has been decided, should we say it is okay?"

"What suggestions do you have?" Yang Fan laughed and said.

Changsun Chong raised his head and said proudly: "Although money is a common thing, money is really popular. Since the county government likes to bet, our bet is 200,000 yuan. I wonder what the Wanxian government's opinion is?"

Looking at Changsun Chong who was so arrogant, Yang Fan asked questioningly: "Changsun Shaojian, it's not that he doesn't believe in your character, but these 200,000 guan is not a small amount. Although the Zhao Duke's mansion is a big business, it is not easy to get a cash bank of 200,000 guan."

"Besides, Duke Zhao has just said that the bet between us does not involve the family. If you lose and can't afford so much money, who should I ask for?"

As the eldest son of the Duke of Zhao's Mansion, Changsun Wuji's first heir, the once most favored prince consort...

How has Changsun Chong ever been so humiliated?

Although 200,000 yuan is also an astronomical figure for the Changsun family, it can still be made by squeezing it.

But Yang Fan questioned that he couldn't afford so much money, wouldn't he question his character?

The more I thought about it, the more angry he became, Changsun Chong retorted: "Yang Fan, although there are more than 200,000 guan, I, Changsun Chong, can get it even if I don't reach out to the Changsun family. Besides, you are sure that you will definitely win? If you lose, Huang Jingshi and I have a total of 300,000 guan, which is a considerable amount for the Yang Mansion, right?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry about this. Even if I can't afford so much money, the manufacturing process of glass can still be sold for millions of yuan at will. But you... I still don't trust it."

Changsun Chong could no longer help but Jieshili said, "Yang Fan, don't be too silly. Someone has a farm in the suburbs of Chang'an City, with thousands of acres of fertile land. The value of these fields is at least worth more than 100,000 guan. There are two mines near the Qinling Mountains. Someone uses these places to bet with 200,000 guan. Do you dare?"

"A gentleman's words!"

"It's hard to chase after all!"

After confirming the bet, Yang Fan didn't care what it was and directly made an agreement with Changsun.

Since this guy wants to give him a head, Yang Fan will certainly not refuse to accept it.

Changsun Wuji, who was standing beside him, wanted to dissuade him, but Changsun Chong had already said that, and he could only sigh helplessly.

This son still lacks training!

After being squeezed by Yang Fan for a few words, he became excited. Changsun was unable to take on a great responsibility!

Changsun Wuji began to doubt his vision for the first time.

I thought to myself, is it really the right choice to hand over the Duke of Zhao’s Mansion to Changsun Chong?

The civil and military officials present saw that the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger, and all of them stretched their heads and looked like they were watching the show.

Of course, I want to see Yang Fan’s jokes more.

Seeing these people ready to try, Yang Fan's eyes lit up. He turned to Su Dingfang, Xi Junmai waved his hand and whispered a few words to them in a low voice.

After Su Dingfang and Xi Junmai left, Yang Fan bowed to His Majesty Li Er and said, "Your Majesty, I have a kindness, so please forgive me."

Seeing Yang Fan getting bigger and bigger, His Majesty Li Er had a headache, rubbed his temples, and asked in anger: "What's the matter?"

Yang Fan was not afraid at all and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, since this bet is because of everyone's doubts about the firearm."

"It's better to do this. The Wei minister opens a handicap, and all the civil and military officials present can participate in the gambling battle."

"Of course, in order to express the great grace of the emperor and to promote this kind of firearm, I will pay 200,000 jin of research and development funds for the firearm supervisor, no matter what I win or lose, I will pay for 200,000 jin of research and development funds. What does Your Majesty think?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, His Majesty Li Er's eyes lit up.

Two hundred thousand coins!

It was also a considerable amount for the imperial court.

It is undeniable that His Majesty Li Er was moved!

But as an emperor, of course, he could not publicly support the prevalence of this gambling trend, so he could only say in an official voice:

"Ahem, this bet is your personal behavior, and I can't intervene too much. What you want to do is your business, but before I speak ugly things, we must adhere to the principles of fairness and voluntariness."

Having said this, Yang Fan understood and quickly flattered: "Your Majesty is a famous king for all ages. Of course, the ministers dare not do anything that would damage my emperor's reputation."

As he said that, Yang Fan turned around and said loudly to the civil and military officials: "Hello, everyone! As the saying goes, it is better to have fun than to have fun alone. With the approval of Your Majesty, I, Yang Fan, have a slap here on the spot. Interested colleagues can place bets."

"It doesn't matter if my colleagues don't bring money. You just need to sign a name, write the amount of bet, and press the handprint, and even if the bet is established."

"The betting time is half an hour, and the battle will officially start after one hour..."

"The courageous ones are dying, and the timid ones are starving to death. They are too big to the big and small to the small. They must not miss the opportunity. Times will never come again. Those who want to make money, hurry up!"

As he said that, Yang Fan turned around and yelled: "Where are you buying? Hurry up and prepare the paper, pen, ink and inkstone!"

"promise!"

Xi Junmai immediately took a group of people to place the table, paper, pen and other things on the high platform, and prepared them very well.

Only then did everyone realize that Yang Fan had just asked Xi Jun to buy and leave to prepare these things.

However, it also made His Majesty Li Er even more depressed!

Doesn’t this mean that Yang Fan had already guessed his thoughts and would allow him to open the market?

But he had already said that, and His Majesty Li Er was certainly not able to repent, so he could only glar at Yang Fan a few times.

Soon, the news that Yang Fan opened a market quotation quickly spread among all civil and military officials.

As the emperor's favorite minister, Yang Fan's opening ceremony, who can't give him face?

Especially for officials who have just entered the imperial examination this year, even those who want to win money don’t care much about money, they often come up to put up a bet, and some people even sign the IOU directly.

Most of these people are overwhelming Yang Fansheng. How can they let go of the opportunity to have a good friend to Yang Fan?

Of course, more people dislike Yang Fan and blame Yang Fan for losing. These people are almost all aristocratic families.

Even though they knew they would lose, they would not support Yang Fan, the "enemy".

What's more, they think that Yang Fan's chance of winning is not high.

As a result, the whole scene was tit-for-tat, forming two distinct factions.

One side mainly includes officials Yang Fan has friends with and new generation officials.
To be continued...