Zhao Hu regretted it, but Xun Fan and Jia Yu were old members of the Jin court. They must want to support the little emperor and deal with Zhao Hanzhang. Zhao Cheng is Zhao Hanzhang's arm, so...

  He couldn't help but raised his hand and slapped himself, so scared that Zhao Hanzhang quickly reached out to stop him, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

  Zhao Hu asked: "If I drag Zitu out to show my father's kindness and filial piety, will they believe it?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said with a smile: "Not only do you not believe it, but it will backfire."

  Zhao Hu just sat down and didn't move.

Zhao Hanzhang slowed down his tone, "The best way for this kind of thing is to moisten things quietly and slowly affect everyone's impression, so if the seventh uncle wants Uncle Cheng not to be rumored in the future, it is best to restrain his words and deeds from now on. .”

  In the past twenty years, Zhao Hu and Zhao Cheng have confronted Maimang. When they met, they quarreled, and when they didn't meet, he often scolded Zhao Cheng in the clan.

   In order to prove that he was right, Zhao Cheng was the one who was wrong.

  So Zhao Cheng's reputation in the family has been polarized, and those who agree with him understand him; but many people think that he violates filial piety.

Zhao Song is the most representative of them. He knows that Zhao Hu made a mistake, so he always preaches to Zhao Hu, hoping that he will correct himself and be more lenient towards Zhao Cheng; but under this premise, he also thinks that Zhao Cheng What he did to Zhao Hu violated filial piety.

  Generous as Zhao Song still thinks so, let alone others?

  However, there are so many complicated and inconsistent opinions in the whole family, let alone in the court where the political struggle is fierce in the whole world?

   Zhao Cheng will only encounter more criticism at that time.

  Zhao Hanzhang tore apart what Zhao Hu couldn't see, or what he didn't want to admit, and showed him, bluntly asking him to make a choice.

  Should I choose to say hello for a moment of comfort, or to endure it and change my temper, which will benefit future generations?

  Zhao Hu lowered his eyes and pondered, apparently made a decision.

  He looked up at her and asked, "Aren't you forcing me to pay the donation?"

  Zhao Hanzhang said angrily: "Seventh Uncle, when did I force you to pay the donation? Isn't the relationship between you and me always based on profit and temptation? You love me, and mutual benefit, how can it be called coercion?"

   Zhao Hu really did think about it, at least when she asked for money, she didn't show her knife once, just... It still feels a little bit wrong.

  Zhao Hu really couldn't think of specific words to describe it, so he could only ask: "Then how do you want to cooperate this time?"

  Zhao Hanzhang smiled and poured him a cup of tea, "The seventh uncle who knows me also, I really have a big deal to cooperate with the seventh uncle."

  Donate or not, take Zhao Hu's money for nothing, she is afraid that he will be arrogant and bully others, and she will not be able to deal with him justifiably in the future.

   Even if she asks for money, she takes it openly, oh no, it's for money!

  Zhao Hanzhang wanted to sell all the burned houses in the inner city.

  When Zhao Hu heard this, he immediately said, "I, I bought them all."

  Zhao Hanzhang smiled and asked: "Seventh Uncle, won't you listen to the conditions first?"

When Zhao Hu heard this, his back tensed instantly, and he asked, "Aren't you going to ask for a high price? Those houses were burnt beyond recognition and had to be completely demolished and rebuilt. You are selling a piece of land. If the price is too high, who will buy it?" ?”

  Zhao Hanzhang said: "I divide the price according to the location. For example, the building closest to the gate of the imperial city covers an area of ​​about two and a half acres. I set the price at 120,000 yuan."

  Zhao Hu rolled his eyes. The price is cheaper than he expected. The house is not only big, but also in a good location. If a house can be built on it and sold, it will cost at least a million dollars.

Of course, he won't sell it. He plans to build it for his own use, and leave it to his son and grandson. In the future, the three of them will live in it. Zhao Cheng will go to court every day. The gate, at least two quarters of an hour more sleep than other officials every day.

   This house will never be sold, and it will be passed on from son to grandson, and from grandson to son. In the future, it will be so convenient for their children to go to court.

   Buy a house next to Taixue, and the problem of children going to school will be solved.

  Zhao Hu thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but laugh.

  Zhao Hanzhang watched silently, and when he was almost happy, he said: "But I still have conditions."

  Zhao Hu asked with a smile: "What conditions?"

"I request that the person who bought the land must build the house according to the regulations within three years, and the built house is not allowed to be demolished and rebuilt for at least ten years. If all my conditions cannot be met, after three years, the imperial court will take back the land free of charge. "

  Zhao Hu opened his mouth wide, "You you you" for a long time and then asked angrily, "Do you know how long it takes to build a house?"

   "I know that for a large family like this, the requirements are fine, usually two years."

   "Bah, two years is not enough to carve flowers on the eaves, at least ten years."

  Zhao Hanzhang: "Only three years."

Zhao Hu saw that her face remained unchanged, her expression was firm, and her heart ached so hard that she couldn't breathe. It was like putting a golden mountain in front of him. Originally, there was a door closed in front of the golden mountain. Although he was greedy, he knew he had to open the door first, so He is trying to open the door.

   Then with a bang, Zhao Hanzhang opened the door a crack, allowing him to see the golden mountain inside, and then told him that he can only go in and hug once, how much he can hug depends on his own ability, and there is only one chance.

  So he has to watch half of the golden mountain being snatched away by others, and he only has one embrace.

  Zhao Hu became short of breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Eight years!"

  Zhao Hanzhang said calmly: "Four years, Uncle Seven, you have to do things according to your ability. You have to calculate how much you can buy, or you may lose your wife and lose your army in the end."

Zhao Hu looked at her expression, and carefully probed: "How about seven years? Think about it, such a good location, the people who buy it are either rich or expensive, and they have to put some rockery, dig some water, etc. waste time."

  Zhao Hanzhang didn't say anything, just looked at him with a half-smile.

  Zhao Hu gave up first, and was automatically demoted for one year, "Six years?"

  Zhao Hanzhang said indifferently: "Five years, counting from the day the contract is signed and sold, after five years, if the house is not built, I will take the land back."

  "Seventh Uncle, the rockery is too laborious and costly, and it takes a long time. If it is sold for the purpose of building a house, I think we can leave an open space and plant some flowers and plants. If the buyer wants a rockery in the future, he can add it himself."

  However, Zhao Hu did remind her that the rockery, although the houses were burned down, most of the rockery left inside are intact.

  Zhao Hanzhang clicked his tongue twice, and decided to dispatch troops in a short while, and let people search all the houses.

  Zhao Hu lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, feeling that it would be difficult to prolong it, so he reluctantly agreed to Zhao Hanzhang's five-year term, but he still secretly hoped that she would not be able to sell a piece of land, except for what he bought.

   "If no one buys it, what are you going to do with those lands?"