Chapter 1352

"I said, Lord Wang, where are you going to take me today? I always say that you keep it confidential..." Renduo Zongbao, who had already put on a Song costume, had specially put on a man's hat, looked a little upset at the moment.

"It's almost there, you'll be there after another street corner. Don't worry, can you still sell you to a human trafficker?" Wang Yang waved his hand and leaned on the elastic backrest very easily and smiled.

"As for throwing your entourage and subordinates in the restaurant, Wang is thinking about you, otherwise, if they know who you are going to meet later, haha..."

Without waiting for Renduo Zongbao to ask again, the four-wheeled carriage finally slowly stopped in a secluded alley. Wang Yang opened the carriage and jumped out first.

Indo Zongbao first subconsciously raised his head, and his eyes passed through the car window. After seeing the plaque of the mansion on the steps, Indo Zongbao's face changed drastically.

Sitting in the carriage blankly, his face changing, and Wang Yang seemed not to notice that Renda Zongbao's heart was like a storm.

Instead, he lifted his front and walked up the steps, greeted the servant who was waiting at the door, then turned his head and gestured to Indo Zongbao, who was still stunned in the car, to invite him forward.

Renduo Zongbao finally sighed leisurely. After getting off the carriage, he looked at the mansion of Liang Yibu, the former prime minister of the Western Xia Dynasty and the current Duke of the Song Dynasty, and couldn't help but curl his lips disapprovingly.

"The mansion of a dignified Duke and Mausoleum actually seems like this..."

"That's because you don't understand. In my Song Dynasty, Tokyo Bianliang, a mansion like this can be worth three or four hundred thousand coins..." Wang Yang laughed and stretched out four fingers to tell Ren Duo Zongbao.

Now, Renduo Zongbao's face froze. "So expensive?" Three hundred and four hundred thousand guan, the tax income of Daxia in the whole year was less than three million guan. This Liang Yifu's mansion was about to reach nearly 10% of the tax in Daxia...

This shocked Renduo Zongbao and couldn't help but feel jealous. No wonder all the countries were jealous of the wealth and prosperity of Song State, so rich.

In Xingqing Prefecture, the territory is large, especially for high-ranking officials. Not to mention a few acres of land, even if you occupy dozens of acres of land, you may not even be able to spend 3,000 guan. This is the gap...

"Of course, the population of Bianliang in the Song Dynasty is over one million, but the city is so large. Once there are many people, the land will naturally be expensive. Every inch of land is worth every inch. It is great to have such a quiet mansion covering several acres of land." Wang Yang said with a smile and emotion.

If there are many people and many people, the power will be great, but if there are many people, the price will be high, the housing prices will be even more expensive. Wang Yang, an old driver who has lived in Bianliang, Tokyo for a long time and has worked on Shaanxi North Road, has a deeper understanding of this.

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At this moment, the closed door had already opened, and a middle-aged man with a big belly, hair and hair as iron as iron, and a full-hearted spirit came out.

First, he bowed respectfully to Wang Yang and exchanged greetings for a few words, then turned his head and looked at Renduo Zongbao who stood on the steps after seeing him.

"Elder General Renduo, are you okay?" Looking at the political enemy who was in the Daxia Dynasty, seeing this former famous general of Daxia, his face was haggard, gray-bearded, and obviously thinner Renduo Zongbao.

When he touched his already fat belly, thinking of his beautiful and charming wife and concubines, and the two children who were babbling, Liang Yibing couldn't help but breathe a long breath of turbid air in his chest, with a look of relief, a hint of smugness, and a three-point gloom.

Now that time and space have changed, grievances have long since left Xixia with me, and the smoke has disappeared. When I see each other again, I only have feelings and sighs.

"I never thought that I would meet my prime minister in Daxia in the territory of the Song Dynasty." After Renduozong climbed the steps, he smiled meaningfully at Liang Yibu with a tribute.

Liang Yibi laughed, and seemed to care about Renduo Zongbao's provocation at all, and said slowly. "Liang has long been no longer the prime minister of Xixia, but has long become a citizen of the Song Dynasty. He has also received mercy from His Majesty and has become a Duke and Majesty. Now he has children again, and he is already satisfied and will not think about him..."

Liang Yibi's mansion is not big, but it is very exquisitely designed. There is a garden covering an area of ​​nearly acres in front and behind. After a whole winter, the ancient pine trees inside are still covered with ice and snow, but there is still a piece of green under the ice and snow. There are some dead branches that have been slightly lubricated with greenness, a feeling of waiting for the spring to be full of spring.

Sitting in the warm pavilion with iron stoves, the room was full of spring. The three of them each took a case and were filled with delicious food. Liang Yi-bing, the old driver, smiled and did not ask about Ren Duozong's protection of Xixia. He just persuaded the two to eat and drink, and talked about his experience after he came to the Song Dynasty.

Since surrendering to the Song Dynasty and handing over military power, no matter how great his ambition has turned into nothingness, Liang Yibi has simply become a rich man in Tokyo Bianliang, and has gathered two beautiful wives and concubines.

Now, the son and daughter are one and a half years old, and the other is just over half a year old. The adult son Liang Shou is now serving in the northwest border army of the Song Dynasty. He has been promoted to the state defense envoy for his merits. Although his nephew Liang Zuo is almost there, he has become the commander of the first battalion and leads 500 elite troops.

By the way, only the youngest son Liang Rui is still underage, but he has already entered the Imperial College.

"The son of the dog is young and his brother is in the army. This son is weak and unsuitable for the army. He happens to be a civil servant, so he can serve in the court in the future..."

Listening to Liang Yi-bing's excitement, Ren Duozong was so uneasy that he could not bear to leave.

Fortunately, Liang Yibi didn't ask about the current situation of Xixia from beginning to end. He just asked casually after introducing his own situation.

"I dare to ask the old general, I wonder what my nephew has been doing in the past few years, but I still live a comfortable life?" When he said the last sentence, the gloomy chill in Liang Yifu's tone was seeping out. Even Renduo Zongbao, who had been through the battle formation for a long time, couldn't help but feel a sudden striking in his heart.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is already an adult, and his behavior is quite like a ancestor." Rendor Zongbao's answer seemed a little cautious.

"It's the style of the ancestor, haha, the old general's comments are indeed very incisive." Liang Yibi blew up with no smile, and then said gloomyly.

"Yizong of Xixia was indeed a decisive king. At the age of fifteen, he killed his uncle Mozang Epang and his family. If it weren't for the hard work of Dangxiang, he would have almost destroyed the entire Mozang family at that time..."

"...It's a pity that in the end, I personally took over major policies, took over military power, and ruled the troops, and even the ministers were resentful and died in poverty..."

"Mr. Liang's nephew is really similar to him. It seems that he will definitely be more similar in the future..."
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