Chapter 570: Seemingly a huge loss, but actually a huge profit

Hearing this, Zhao Yuheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the Jin Luan Hall, he had witnessed Gao Yang's masterpieces one after another with his own eyes.

In terms of poetry, who in the world could compare to Gao Yang!

But when Gao Yang heard Lv Luo's words, he immediately pulled a long face and raised his voice to reprimand her.

"Shut up!"

"Although these poems haven't been seen by the world, they are the heart's blood of my countless days and nights of sleeplessness. Each one is not a simple object; they all carry my feelings!"

"If they were ordinary wealth, would I need you to remind me? I would have already gifted them to Brother Zhao!"

"But poetry is the gall of a scholar, the lifeblood of a scholar!"

"We scholars should establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue the lost teachings of the ancient sages, and open up peace for all generations. How could I do the shameless thing of giving away poetry?"

Gao Yang flicked his sleeves fiercely and refused decisively.

Zhao Yuheng stared at Gao Yang, who was full of seriousness, and his mouth twitched.

Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue the lost teachings of the ancient sages, and open up peace for all generations!

He was somewhat familiar with these words.

But not even all scholars possess such literary bones; could a Poisonous Strategist possess them?

Although Gao Yang was full of righteous words, every word permeated with great righteousness, benevolence, morality, and the demeanor of a scholar, to his ears, whether between the lines or in the gaps between every word, it was written—'You need to pay more!'

Zhao Yuheng's eyes flickered, and he took a deep breath, "Lord Gao, I, the Imperial Prince, can pay to buy them!"

"How about it?"

Gao Yang looked over immediately upon hearing this.

"First Imperial Prince, what are you saying? I have always been a person of principle!"

"How much can you pay?"

Mu Mu Xue Yao's beautiful eyes widened upon hearing this. She stared at Gao Yang's face, and her mouth twitched violently.

What a man of principle!

What a 'how much can you pay'!

Zhao Yuheng held up a finger and then spoke directly, "Ten thousand taels per poem, and I, the Imperial Prince, will never pass them on to anyone except the Emperor of Da Qian. I can even put my fingerprint on it. What does Lord Gao think?"

Although he had doubts about what Gao Yang said, that was the Empress after all!

Furthermore, he had his own plans.

Spending a bit of silver to try it out wasn't a loss!

Hiss!

Ten thousand taels per poem!

Lv Luo was shocked in her heart. This First Imperial Prince of the Zhao Kingdom was truly extravagant!

Gao Yang's expression remained unchanged. He stared at Zhao Yuheng and sighed faintly.

"First Imperial Prince, although our relationship is inseparable, we scholars, if we have no literary gall or literary heart, how can we produce poems that will be passed down through the ages? You are truly making it difficult for me!"

"Sigh!"

"Twenty thousand per poem!" Zhao Yuheng gritted his teeth, cursing in his heart.

"Brother Zhao, this is not about silver at all. Deceiving the Empress is a crime punishable by the execution of one's entire clan. If the First Imperial Prince's actions are discovered by the Empress, I fear I will be doomed forever!"

"Final price: thirty-five thousand taels per poem. If that doesn't work, there's really nothing I can do!"

"Deal!"

"Lv Luo, get me my brush and ink!"

"Today, I shall break the rules just this once!"

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

Outside the Dingguo Duke's mansion.

"First Imperial Prince, be sure to visit often!" Gao Yang sent Zhao Yuheng out of the mansion with great enthusiasm.

"That goes without saying!"

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, and only then did Gao Yang turn around and sway into the mansion.

"Let's go, back to the Honglu Temple."

Zhao Yuheng's face was dark as he boarded the carriage.

He felt completely numb.

He had come to Changancheng, and now his pockets felt like they were jingling.

He had brought quite a lot of gold, silver, and jewelry to Changancheng, but now he had been extorted for four chests by Gao Yang, leaving him with very little. And this god-damned Gao Yang was actually selling him poems!

One poem, thirty-five thousand taels of silver!

That's robbery!

Zhao Yuheng's face was dark.

"Your Highness, is what Gao Yang said true?" his personal guard asked, looking very worried.

"I, the Imperial Prince, am not stupid; how could I easily believe this Gao Yang?"

"The Zhao Gao matter must be true!"

"This aligns with Da Qian's interests. As for the Empress matter, it's half-true and half-false, waiting to be discussed. It looks like he wants to trick me, but I'm not stupid. Buying an excellent poem for thirty-five thousand taels is not a loss!"

"Gao Yang can trick me, but the Empress's reaction definitely won't!"

"If the Empress isn't interested, when I return to the Zhao Kingdom, I can use this poem on other women to increase my reputation in the literary world. But if the Empress really has ideas, and I can make her feel favorably toward me, then I've made a huge profit!"

"And Gao Yang accepting so much gold and silver is also a major handle in the hands of our Zhao Kingdom. I won't be afraid of him not working for our Zhao Kingdom in the future!"

Zhao Yuheng narrowed his eyes, hiding a hint of ambition in their depths.

His subordinate's eyes lit up, and he praised, "As expected of the First Imperial Prince. Chasing one person is a loss, but chasing a hundred is a huge profit!"

"Not to mention being able to increase your own reputation and holding the handle of the Living Yama—it has to be Your Highness!"

Zhao Yuheng leaned back in the carriage, a smile curling on his lips.

"That goes without saying!"

"However..." a hint of coldness appeared on Zhao Yuheng's face, "This Gao Yang's methods are too dark. When the Zhao Gao business makes a huge profit, I will definitely stir up trouble in secret to make him unable to survive in Da Qian."

"When he arrives in the Zhao Kingdom, I will be open-hearted with him. At that time, the silver he worked so hard to embezzle will all return to my hands, and he will have to work for me!"

A hint of coldness permeated Zhao Yuheng's eyes.

This Gao Yang's greed was his own path to death!

As the carriage moved further and further away, Zhao Yuheng picked up the poem Gao Yang had written for him.

"Before my bed, the moonlight shines, suspecting it to be frost on the ground..."

His mouth twitched violently.

Could this thing move the Empress?

In the small courtyard.

Gao Yang said casually to Old Fu, "Old Fu, prepare a room and take Miss Xue Yao down to rest."

Seeing this, Old Fu bowed and looked at Mu Mu Xue Yao.

"Young lady, please follow this old servant."

Mu Mu Xue Yao looked at Gao Yang pitifully, "My Lord, are you not taking this slave with you?"

Gao Yang smiled faintly, "I still have some things to deal with. You follow Old Fu down first, get familiar with the Dingguo Duke's mansion, and I will come to see you later."

"Yes!"

"Then this servant will wait in the room for your arrival, my lord Gao."

Mu Mu Xue Yao bowed to Gao Yang and then followed Old Fu away. Her steps were very small, and the distance of each step was almost identical. Her long jade legs and rounded buttocks, outlined by the long gown, were displayed to the fullest.

Gao Yang was squinting his eyes, secretly appreciating the sight.

Lv Luo was full of excitement, grabbed Gao Yang's arm, her fair little face flushed, and her beautiful crescent eyes were all squinted together. ===== CHAPTER 572 =====