The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 16: A lot of gain (please read)

The people in front of the door turned a deaf ear to him and didn't even look at Zhao Ji, and continued to work busily.

Zhao Ji was so anxious that he beat his chest and stamped his feet, gritting his teeth, but he didn't dare to step forward.

At this time, Zhao Ti walked out of the study, holding two mutton-fat jade paperweight lions in one hand and a jade dragon pen holder in the other, looking quite satisfied.

Seeing this, Zhao Ji could no longer bear it and ran over and shouted, "Zhao Ti, you, what are you doing?"

Zhao Ti glanced at him sideways, handed the thing in his hand to Zhou Tong, and said, "Eleventh Brother, you injured my people, so you must pay for the medical expenses. Since you ran away, I can only take it myself."

Zhao Ji was stunned when he heard this. He pointed at the boxes at the door. Some of the boxes had lids that were not closed yet, revealing the corners of scrolls or screens and brush washers. He gritted his teeth and said, "Medicine expenses? What kind of medicine costs so much?"

"A lot?" Zhao Ti shook his head. "I don't know how much these things are worth, so I can only take them first. If they're not enough, I'll ask you for more!"

"What?" Zhao Ji opened his eyes wide, and was furious. "You're still asking me for it? Do you know how much these things of mine are worth? I can't use any of them, and you want to take them all away. Do you want more?"

Zhao Ti folded his sleeves and stood in front of him, frowning and saying, "The guards in my mansion were beaten very badly, and each of them vomited three liters of blood. They can only survive by relying on spiritual medicines such as thousand-year-old ginseng and hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum. How many spiritual medicines can you exchange for this pile of rags?"

Zhao Ji was so angry that he trembled: "Nonsense, nonsense, if he vomited three liters, he would have died a long time ago, and no magic medicine can save his life."

Zhao Ti's expression turned cold: "If he died, wouldn't it be a good opportunity to pay for the funeral allowance?"

"Well, you don't need so much. No, no, if you want to take them all away, you will have to go through me. If all these things are gone, I will not live..." Zhao Ji said, and threw himself on a wooden box, bursting into tears.

Zhao Ti was amused in his heart, but said with a straight face: "What do you plan to do, Eleventh Brother? If you don't pay, I will smash everything here, and I will pay for the compensation of my men myself!"

"I, I..." Zhao Ji said, "I will pay, but I can't pay so much."

"How much compensation?" Zhao Ti asked.

"One, just one..." Zhao Ji's heart felt like bleeding. Everything in this study was his treasure. He would feel miserable if he lost any of them.

"Someone come!" Zhao Ti's face turned cold: "Smash it for me!"

"Don't, don't smash it..." Zhao Ji cried hurriedly: "My brother, how many pieces do you want?"

Zhao Ti stroked his chin and said, "Now you know to call me brother. Is it rude and disrespectful not to call me by my full name? This is simply an insult to etiquette!"

Zhao Ji was lying on the box, almost angry to death. This was what he had said to Zhao Ti in the Prince of Yan's Mansion before, and it was returned to him verbatim. In order to protect the items in the box, he had no choice but to compromise: "Myna, you, how many items do you want?"

"Ten items!" Zhao Ti stretched out his palm and flipped it over.

"Three, three pieces!" Zhao Ji gritted his teeth.

"Ten pieces!"

"Five, five..."

"Ten pieces!"

"seven……"

"Come on, smash it!" Zhao Ti gave the order again without waiting for him to finish.

"Okay, okay, ten is ten!" Zhao Ji said hurriedly, and then stretched out his hand to Zhou Tong's chest and pointed: "The two jade lion paperweights and pen holders just now don't count, I won't give them to you."

Zhao Ti raised the corner of his mouth: "Count? You still want these three to count? These three are just extra."

Zhao Ji was shocked: "Why are there extra things?" Zhao Ti said: "Do you think I don't know? These three items were not bought, nor were they made by you yourself with skilled craftsmen. They were given to you by Captain Wang."

Zhao Ji was stunned and asked, "How did my brother know?"

Zhao Ti snorted, "Don't worry about this, Eleventh Brother. Take ten pieces, and then you sign a document stating that it is compensation money, and the matter will be settled."

"Why do we need to sign a document?" Zhao Ji asked in confusion, "I have never signed any document before!"

“If we don’t sign a written agreement, I might regret it later, or some of my men may be alive and need to take ginseng and ganoderma lucidum to keep them alive. If they don’t have enough money, I’ll come to you to ask for more…” Zhao Ti leaned forward slightly and smiled.

"Ah?" Zhao Ji was stunned. "Then let's sign a written agreement. After we sign the written agreement, the matter will be settled. Myna can't come to our house again."

Zhao Ti said: "That's the way it should be."

"Well, I'll get it for you..." Zhao Ji got down from the box reluctantly, hesitating.

"No, I'll choose it myself. Someone, open the box."

Su Dayu opened a few box lids and Zhao Ti walked over to look at them one by one, picking and choosing.

Zhao Ji was worried and thought to himself: This warrior was not good at reading and writing, he has never written a poem or a lyric, and he can't even draw a picture. How can he recognize these objects of mine!

The things he kept in his study were all related to stationery, or calligraphy and paintings. He didn't believe that Zhao Ti could tell their value.

Zhao Ti looked at them slowly, then took them out one by one. Every time he took out an item, Zhao Ji's face darkened. They were all valuable items at the front, and they were rare treasures when taken out.

After Zhao Ti finished selecting, he asked someone to prepare pen and ink, and then wrote a receipt on the box.

"Eleventh brother, I have signed my name."

Zhao Ji did not move, and Zhao Ti was puzzled: "If you don't come to sign, I'm leaving."

"Sign, sign!" Zhao Ji felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. At the same time, he was extremely puzzled. How did this warrior know which one was the best? The ten items were not exactly the most valuable, but they were not much different. This should not be the case!
But then he thought again, yes, yes, the eunuch must have been tortured just now, and it was the eunuch who betrayed his family and gave him instructions... But it still doesn't make sense, even the little eunuch who tidies up the study can't recognize all these things.

He took the small brush and signed with trembling hands, then dipped his finger in the cinnabar clay and pressed his fingerprint, and a document was completed.

Zhao Ti picked it up and blew on it gently, then folded it and put it in his arms, then ordered his men to return home.

Watching a group of people leave, Zhao Ji gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and pounded the box hard.

At this time, there were cries not far away. He looked up and saw many guards supporting each other walking towards him. Zhao Ji cursed impatiently, "What are you all crying for?"

When they got closer, the leading guard reported in a low voice, "Your Highness, the Prince of Yan's Mansion just searched everywhere for the people who accompanied Your Highness during the day. When they found them, they beat them so hard that they couldn't get up. We tried to persuade them, but they beat us too. Now we are in pain all over our bodies."

"This bunch of bandits and robbers!" Zhao Ji shouted angrily, and then he was stunned when he saw the pen and ink on the box. His people were also beaten, so why should he compensate the other party for medical expenses and provide relief?

What right does the other party have to ask for medical expenses compensation from my own family?

What a warrior! You actually lied to me with your words! Zhao Ji was so angry that he saw stars. He kicked the box with his foot, and immediately felt pain in his foot. He took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

This king, this king swears to go to the palace to sue you, the villain!
Zhao Ti returned to the mansion and put the ten items into his study. He placed the lion paperweight and the jade dragon pen holder on the table. After admiring them for a while, he returned to his bedroom to rest.

The next day, after washing up and having breakfast, he practiced some boxing, then asked Bai Zhan to drive the carriage, and took Zhou Tong and Yu Er with him, and went straight to the palace out of the house.

He wanted to find Empress Dowager Gao Taotao to ask about the Three Treasurys of Emperor Taizong.

(End of this chapter)