The servants were moving things one after another, while his family members huddled in the corner and cried silently.
Bahriel sighed, took a blunt pen from the table, and wrote a few words on the paper with stinky ink: "Take this out and stick it on the door."
The housekeeper took it and looked at it: "Master, you can't sell this. If you sell the house, where will you go? You will have to live on the streets, Master."
It turned out that what Bahri wrote was that the house was for sale at half price.
Bahriel sighed: "My life is hanging by a thread. It's uncertain whether I can survive. What's the point of coming to the house?"
When the family heard that the house was being sold, they cried even harder.
Bahriel walked up to his wife and two other wives.
Bahriel looked at his wives helplessly and said, "All of you go now. I will write a letter of divorce to you. From now on, you have nothing to do with the Bahri family, so you won't be implicated. I've left some silver for each of you. If you want to go back to your parents' home, you can go back. If you want to stay in Shangjing, you can rent a cold kiln and spend the rest of your life there."
These wives and concubines were extremely loyal to Bahriel.
"Master, we are not going anywhere. If we die, we die together."
"Yes, sir, I won't leave."
His first wife even said, "The master has always been a man of integrity. He once opposed the late emperor's invasion of the south and was implicated. We were not by his side at that time. Since I married into your family, I am a Bach in life and a Bach in death. Please don't try to persuade me. Even if we have to go begging on the streets, we will not leave your side for a moment."
For a moment, the crowd wept bitterly. Bahriel, a member of the Jin dynasty's peace faction, had always opposed the invasion of the Song. He was one of the few with foresight. He understood that the Song dynasty was a sleeping elephant, the Jin a mere mad dog. If the Song dynasty awakened, it would easily crush him.
The housekeeper had no choice but to post a piece of white paper saying the house was for sale outside the door, but it was torn off by someone as soon as it was posted.
This man was dressed in luxurious clothes and had an extraordinary demeanor. There were three people following him. They were Zhao Huan.
Zhao Huan tore off the white paper and took a look: "House for sale? I want to buy a house."
The housekeeper hurriedly led Zhao Huan and others inside: "Master, Master, someone is here to buy the house."
When Zhao Huan arrived outside the courtyard, he saw servants still moving furniture out one after another, so he stopped one of them and said, "Move all this furniture back. I will buy all the other things in the mansion as well."
The servants were overjoyed when they heard this and hurriedly moved the things back into the house.
Bahriel was startled. He walked outside the courtyard and clasped his fists, saying, "Sir, you haven't even offered a price yet, so why are you saying you're buying all the furniture and other things in the mansion?"
Zhao Huan smiled and said, "Is fifty thousand taels enough?"
Bahriel's face darkened. "If you don't want to buy it, fine. Why are you making fun of me?"
Zhao Huan pulled out 50,000 taels of silver from his pocket and asked, "Is this enough?"
Bahriel was even more shocked: "This, this..."
Zhao Huan waved the banknote in front of him and said, "Look carefully, it's worth fifty thousand taels. It's from the official shop number one in the capital, Huitonghang. There's no mistaking it."
Bahriel took the banknote and looked at it. He saw that the anti-counterfeiting system of Song Dynasty banknotes was very advanced. Official banknotes were made by mixing several dyes and using a special method to print.
Large-denomination banknotes, not circulated outside the province, are torn into two copies: one for the bank and one for the customer. When exchanging the banknotes, the customer's banknote and the bank's banknote are compared to verify authenticity.
Bahriel, who had once served as a minister of the imperial court, knew the banknote was genuine the moment he saw it. He was pleasantly surprised and delighted, saying, "Please come in quickly."
Zhao Huan snatched the banknote back and said, "I know why you're selling your property, but those Imperial Guards are tough to mess with. If I buy your mansion, I won't be able to afford them harassing me again. So, I'll personally hand over the 50,000 taels of silver to the guards, and your mansion will be mine. How do you do it?"
At this point, it was all good if someone was willing to buy it, especially since it was only 50,000 yuan. Bahriel had no room for bargaining, so he hurriedly said, "As long as you're willing to buy it, anything is fine."
Zhao Huan, Linghu Yunlong and Nangong Lian'er sat in the middle hall drinking tea and waiting, while Sandabuhua followed beside them, stunned by the fright.
Ren Yugang wanted to walk sideways. Fifty thousand taels of silver. These old Jin officials have been plundering the people's blood and sweat, and their families are not rich. Fifty thousand taels is nothing to this old man Bahlie.
When the time comes, take the money, keep 20% for yourself, and give 30% to Zhang Kening, the prefect of Huining Prefecture. There will be great benefits from this in the future.
When they arrived at Bahriel's mansion, Ren Yuguang and his four guards walked in without even saying hello, as if they were returning to their own home.
"Old man, is the silver ready?" Ren Yuguang shouted as soon as he arrived in the yard.
Bahlie shuddered in shock when he heard this. Zhao Huan pursed his lips and said, "Go and let that bastard in. Tell him the money is ready."
Bahlie walked out of the courtyard trembling with fear: "Sir, there is a young man who is willing to pay 50,000 taels of silver to buy my house. He is waiting in the hall. Sir, please follow me in."
Ren Yugang was stunned: "Hey, who wants to buy your house? Fifty thousand taels, this broken brick and tile house of yours is not worth fifty thousand taels." He tilted his head and said to his men: "Let's go in and take a look."
As soon as he entered the door, Ren Yuguang's legs went weak and he hurriedly held onto the flower pot rack next to him. His legs were shaking so much that he couldn't stand up straight.
Bahriel was greatly surprised. Did Ren Yugang have an epilepsy? Looking at the four guards behind him, they were kneeling on the ground and trembling.
"I should, should, should..." Ren Yuguang's face turned pale, his teeth chattered, and he was so scared that he couldn't speak.
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