The food of Baiminghe is not easy to preserve, so how can it not be wasted is what Li Bing is most concerned about now. After flipping through two books of Baiminghe's account books, Li Bing knew that Baiminghe would not spend all the money and food on the military order to ease the military order. Selling treasures is probably just another trick.

"Young Master, the Duke of England is here!" Bai An came in and reported.

"Duke of England!" The white-known crane was startled.

There are not many living dukes in the Ming Dynasty now, and they are basically killed by the Ming Taizu. To this day, the number of dukes whom Chengzu gave the title of dukes, seems to be the number of one hand. A duke's visit really surprised Bai Minghe.

Li Bing's words surprised Bai Minghe even more: "The British Duke Zhang Mao (MAO), eleven years old this year. He inherited the title of Duke of England because his father died in battle two years ago. It was your Bai Minghe who didn't care about reading the imperial court's documents sent to various prefectures and counties, so it was not an accident that you didn't know. It's just that this Duke of England's visit is probably not a good thing!"

"Please open the middle door!"

As soon as Bai Minghe finished speaking, he heard someone kicking his door open. An eleven-year-old guy came in with a bunch of big-name clothes. Bai Minghe quickly walked around the screen and walked out.

"You don't have to give me a greeting, sit down!" The little guy was so handsome.

When Bai Minghe saw this formation, he understood halfway. This little guy was just a gun, and it was a gun that was so stupid that he could not describe it. In addition, those were uncles and the young masters of the Hou family. They didn't dare to come to Bai Minghe, so they found a big banner to pull the tiger's skin.

The white-known He smiled and bowed: "The British Duke is here, this is a humble house... in short, it's very glorious!"

"Ah, you don't like reading either. Reading is really..." The little guy caught Bai Minghe with one sentence, but Li Bing laughed behind the screen: Bai Minghe was a scholar no matter what, it was also a juren. It seems that Bai Minghe is very good at dealing with children.

Before the eleven-year-old British Duke Zhang Mao finished speaking, a 17 or 18-year-old man in gorgeous clothes was hinting next to him.

The little British man coughed twice, but forgot what he had memorized before he came.

Since I can't say it, there are naturally others who have spoken on my behalf.

"Mr. Bai is a model for us when he is young and promising. We are determined to learn from Master Bai. Learn from Master Bai's loyalty to Long Live, learn from Master Bai's loyalty to the Ming Dynasty, and learn from Master Bai's ability to do great things."

Bai Minghe smiled and clasped his fists: "Learn from each other, as the saying goes, there must be my teacher when we walk together!"

"Yes, so this time we came, we were indeed determined to do something. The Long Live military order is to protect the soldiers. It is a comfort to the soldiers who lost the Ming Dynasty two years ago. Therefore, under the leadership of the Duke of England, we are willing to send monks and guards to Lord Bai without charging a penny or a penny to do our best for the soldiers."

"That's great, great!" Bai Minghe rushed forward, holding the person who spoke tightly, and shook his hands hard: "I, Bai Minghe, are a little talented and indifferent, and are worried about how to do such a big thing well. All of your ancestors are heroes, heroes, and even pillars of the Ming Dynasty. With your help, why worry about not being able to do this big thing well."

"Yes!" This guy was a little confused and just replied with a word dry.

Bai Minghe said a few more nonsense, just waiting for the other party to come up with something practical.

"We take our family and guards. We are willing to transport food and grass to Shanxi, Shandong, Liaohai and Shaanxi. All the freight, all manpower and vehicles are provided by us. We only ask Lord Bai to give us young people a chance to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty, have the people, and work for the loyal soldiers of the Ming Dynasty."

"Come on, serve the pen and ink." Bai Minghe shouted.

The two servants came in with the table, and Bai Minghe handed the pen to the person: "Please write it down. I, Bai Minghe, will never dare to monopolize this skill. When you transport money and grain out of the city, I will write a memorial to long live. I will never dare to monopolize this credit. Please hold it!"

Write it down!

Bai Minghe actually bribed these people into the army. Their mind was too obvious, just take this opportunity to get rid of some money and food.

The leaders communicated quickly with their eyes.

"We will do our best to do our best to write a memorial to Long Live."

Don't write it! Bai Minghe smiled coldly in his heart. You little kids are also interested in my Bai Minghe's silver. Today, I will teach you how to write the word "death".

Baiminghe did not advise these people anymore, but said to the British Duke who was only eleven years old: "Duke of England, you are a noble person. You don't care about this credit or the reward for long live. But they must care. Even if they don't reward them, they will also reward their family. What's more, I can't do the things that make me take advantage of Baiminghe."

"Please hold the pen!" Bai Minghe knelt on one knee and raised the pen high above his head with both hands.

The thoughts of a few little kids, Bai Minghe looked at her clothes, so how could Li Bing not see through her? But he didn't understand why Bai Minghe followed them. Li Bing absolutely did not believe that Bai Minghe would be so weak that he could be scared by the names of these people. Not to mention that you have an eleven-year-old British Duke, even the Duke of Wei who holds military power may not be scared to Bai Minghe.

Zhang Mao wrote it, and wrote it completely according to the words he memorized at that time.

While Zhang Mao was writing, several young men in gorgeous clothes were discussing privately.

"What's the matter with this white-famous crane? Why did he have to let us write these words?"

"Actually, there is no difference between writing and not writing. If you have done everything, are you still afraid of writing? If you want to write, write it. If he really writes the memorial, then the reward of Long Live is not a bad thing."

"But we..."

"The poor guys below have one and a half stone of essence rice. The white-famous crane has brought millions of stone of essence rice."

When they thought that each person could get tens of thousands of taels of silver, these little guys were so moved. A young man, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, whispered beside him: "With the silver, you can go and listen to Kitajiri play a song."

"Nonsense, why did Bai Minghe redeem Luhe? What kind of woman can't buy if she spends a lot of money?"

After a few little guys discussed it, they didn't think there would be any trouble. They lined up to sign the paper one by one, and then pressed their handprints at the strong request of Bai Minghe.

Saving off the guests, Bai Minghe personally delivered them to the door.

Seeing these people leaving, Qinghe appeared beside Bai Minghe: "Young Master, they are not at ease with kindness!"

"Bai An!" Bai Minghe did not answer Qing He, but just greeted his butler.

Bai An came over and listened to the training immediately.

"You have been in the capital for a long time. Choose a few famous gangsters and find a few beggars. Then arrange ten servants to prepare boards. The official will be useful later. I will go tonight."

Bai An didn't dare to ask why, and he immediately went to do his business after hearing the instructions.

Bai Minghe then said to Qinghe: "Who is Bai Minghe? They dare to reach out to me. Within five days, including that little brat, the British Duke, will not kneel to death here, you can come and laugh at me."

"As soon as the young master told me everything!" Qinghe did not ask the details, but just responded.

Bai Minghe returned to the study, and Li Bing immediately asked, "By this, are you planning to impeach them?"

"Mr. Li, I, Bai Minghe, have a saying. If a corrupt official wants to be traitor, a good official must be traitorous ten times. Otherwise, why should I fight against corrupt officials? A group of little kids who rely on my power to show their power, I don't take it seriously if there are another hundred." Speaking of this, Bai Minghe changed the subject: "However, can Lord Li introduce me to a few people, the strong censor!"

"That censor has no backbone?" Li Bing asked back and wrote a list for Bai Minghe.

Bai Minghe took the list and turned around and went out, found Qinghe. He asked Qinghe to write an invitation to him, and then arranged for Bai Hong to send people to the mansion one by one. The reason was that the right-level censor was discussing the supervision of some of the soldiers and grain in the Bai Mansion, so he asked these people to come over to discuss some details.

After writing the invitation, Bai Hong gave it out.

Qinghe asked, "Young Master, what can these people do?"

"They are of great use. Who are these people? They are mad dogs. If they dare to let them smell a little meat, they can break the bones that people bite. My most powerful steel teeth in the Ming Dynasty are probably half of them. They are used to bite people for me."

After Bai Minghe smiled proudly, his expression suddenly became much darker again.

"What's the matter with the young master?"

"There is one thing that I told you not to be angry. If Sun Yuanjun is here, I'm afraid she can help me, but you can't. First, you don't have enough identity, and second, you can't speak on behalf of me now. Because I want to meet the Queen Mother and Queen Mother Sun."

Qinghe was not angry, but was happy because of Bai Minghe's considerate attitude.

"Young master, I have a solution, but please give me a day and allow me to contact some people."

"Okay, just give me a chance to meet the Queen Mother." Bai Minghe held Qinghe's hand, and Qinghe's face turned red. He lowered his head and whispered: "Young Master, I want to get some from the warehouse."

"Take it, take whatever you want. You can carry a box of gold. As long as I can see the Queen Mother and have a chance to speak. I can ask for long live this matter, but I won't ask for it when I see Queen Mother Sun can ask for it. If you don't understand, I won't explain it to you. If you do this matter, I must thank you again."

Qinghe nodded: "Qinghe doesn't want the young master to thank you, I just want the young master not to think that Qinghe is an outsider."

What a direct love show.

Bai Minghe did not hesitate at all, and suddenly pressed Qinghe on the pillar of the house and kissed her deeply.

Qinghe, who was in the arms of Bai Minghe, became weak, and her whole body was as if she had been pulled away by Bai Minghe.

But Bai Minghe reached out to grab the proud part in Qinghe's chest, and then quickly left Qinghe's room with a slight smile. Qinghe knelt on the ground, but was still savoring the kiss!
Chapter completed!