Zhao Lin sneered, "Can't you say it? If you can't, shut up! If you keep on pestering me, I'll throw you to the rebels to accompany your good brother."

Zhao Mingya gritted her teeth and glared at Zhao Lin fiercely.

Zhao Lin didn't bother to pay attention to her and said to Xu Zhong beside him: "After the task is completed, give General Xu 50,000 taels of silver."

Feng Siyuan was stunned and showed admiration.

This guy can make money and spend money.

He is a character.

No wonder my father-in-law is so optimistic about him.

Xu Zhong quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I'm very grateful that you can bring people to help me. How can I ask for your money?"

Zhao Lin smiled and said, "Really? That's hundreds of thousands of taels."

Xu Zhong couldn't help but ask, "How much do you want?"

Feng Siyuan wants 500,000 taels per person. Although Zhao Lin will definitely get a share, it won’t be much, right?

Zhao Lin said, "Two hundred thousand taels per person."

"Two hundred thousand taels per person?" Xu Zhong suddenly raised his voice.

Two hundred thousand taels per person is indeed not a lot, but when added up it is several million taels.

Isn’t Zhao Lin really good at doing business?

No wonder Feng Siyuan asked for 500,000 taels.

He also wants a commission.

If saving one person gives me 50,000 taels, then for a dozen people...

Xu Zhong calculated and was immediately shocked.

This is the entire year's income for Duke Xu's Mansion.

After deducting various costs, Duke Xu's mansion doesn't even make that much profit in a year.

And Zhao Lin gave it out casually.

atmosphere!

Give yourself money for whatever reason.

Xu Zhong's evaluation of Zhao Lin is just one word——

atmosphere!

Xu Zhong no longer refused and said, "It would be disrespectful to refuse. We are all good friends from now on. If you need any help, just let me know. As long as I can do it, I will never refuse."

Xu Zhong said this beautifully.

Because he knew that Zhao Lin was Cheng **'s favorite general.

The youngest number one scholar, the youngest prefect, and the youngest general.

If Cheng** didn't like Zhao Lin, it would be useless even if Zhao Lin had great talent.

The Twelve Guards were the emperor's most loyal subordinates.

So Xu Zhong thought Zhao Lin was one of his own.

In this way, asking for Zhao Lin's money and making friends with him would not be considered betrayal.

In addition, Zhao Lin has talent, ability and luck, so his future is limitless.

Zhao Lin gave money to Xu Zhong not because he had too much money to burn, but because Xu Zhong was the commander of the Zuo Yulin Guard, and it might be useful at a critical moment.

One was willing to pay, and the other wanted to make friends, so the two soon started chatting.

Xu Zhong sighed, "If Zhao Chenhan hadn't been so stubborn and refused to listen to my advice, he wouldn't have been captured. He's the dignified Crown Prince of Zhenbei Marquisate, with Lord Zhao personally guiding him. How many people would envy him? Yet, he's so incompetent that he even fell for a mere feigned surrender. It makes me doubt whether he's the true Crown Prince of Zhenbei Marquisate."

Zhao Lin asked curiously, "What happened at that time that made Zhao Chenhan fall into this?"

Xu Zhong was even more speechless. "The rebels blocked the village gate and held us at a stalemate for several days. Zhao Chenhan couldn't bear it anymore. They sent people to pretend to surrender, saying they could lead the soldiers in through a small path. He actually believed it, and I couldn't persuade him. As a result, you all know that not only was he captured, but all those young masters were also captured. In fact, if it was just him, I wouldn't care. He is the commander-in-chief and he will be responsible for any problems. But with so many young masters, if I don't take care of them, their families will eat me up."