Chapter 593 - 527: The Lonely Sister and Brother of the Ancient Hunter’s Family 48
Qin Ye was puzzled when he heard the Think Tank say they had exceeded expectations.
"What’s the matter?"
The Think Tank hurriedly explained, "My lord, after I arrived at the Yang Residence, I met Yang Fulian and explained our intentions using your token. He didn’t refuse and agreed immediately."
Qin Ye raised an eyebrow, "He was that agreeable?"
This was somewhat surprising to him.
"Doesn’t he have any demands? And he even doubled the initial amount?"
There must be some catch.
It seemed impossible.
"There were demands... He hopes..." The strategist paused and looked up at his master.
Seeing the expression on his face, Qin Ye’s expression darkened, "Speak."
His gaze towards the Think Tank was as sharp as arrows.
If the Think Tank dared to agree to any absurd demands, Qin Ye would surely have him executed.
Sensing the menacing look in his master’s eyes, the Think Tank felt an inexplicable chill.
Knowing that if he delayed any further, he would likely be executed by his master,
he quickly said, "That Yang Fulian wants to marry one of his daughters to you, my lord... However, I rejected it outright."
How could he agree to such a thing?
He had no right to agree.
When Qin Ye heard about this audacious demand from the Yangs, his expression turned very cold, seeming to chill the air around him.
He scoffed, "Who does he think he is?"
A mere businessman dares to be so bold... to think he could buy his marriage with money.
Does he no longer wish to live?
Even the one in Beijing never had a say in his marriage.
The Think Tank knew that this would anger his master, but he couldn’t withhold the information.
"My lord, after I rejected him... an hour later, he came back of his own accord asking for peace, willing to provide double the amount."
Originally, Yang Fulian had wanted his daughter to marry his master.
He must have been confident at that time.
After all, first, the master had approached to borrow money and second, he believed his daughter was beautiful, reportedly the number one beauty in Jiangnan.
Yang Fulian simply hadn’t expected such an outright rejection without even informing Prince Qin.
And the rejection was so decisive that it stunned Yang Fulian beyond belief.
However, anyone who could manage such a grand enterprise surely was no ordinary individual.
Thus, within an hour, he voluntarily offered double the money, probably as a form of apology.
Qin Ye’s expression softened slightly.
"Take these gold... Exchange them first and quickly provide the military pay for the camp. Also, Miss Rong is selling a large batch of grain to the camp, settle the payment in silver."
"...Yes." Although the Think Tank wasn’t in the camp, he had some understanding of the situation there during his return journey, so he knew about the future matron’s sale of grain.
He was somewhat curious about how the future matron had managed to acquire so much low-priced grain.
But he didn’t feel it was his place to investigate.
Qin Ye dismissed the Think Tank.
As for the borrowed money... He had initially wanted to repay what was owed to Rong Yan.
After some thought, he decided to defer this matter.
Especially since Yang harbored such intentions, using it to repay Rong Yan somehow felt inappropriate.
Moreover, he had a new plan, so repaying the debt could wait until after his success.
With the imperial decree, he needed to start his journey soon, so he summoned all the strategists and officers for a very confidential meeting...