"Master, Lord Fang has left, but..." The old housekeeper hesitated to look at the master who was still drinking tea slowly, "their face is not very good."

"It's right that my face is not good~" Wang Zheng had no other expression on his face, he frowned slightly, and quickly sootheed again, thinking for a while, "Tell others that the royal palace donated 100 taels."

As long as these words are dispersed, I guess even if those guys are poor, they will raise enough 100 taels. This is much better than leaving or donating 10 taels.

He gently blew the hot tea on his hands, "In this way, your Majesty shouldn't be too angry."

This time, one person has 100 taels, plus the ten thousand ounces raised last time, the money added up to a lot.

"Then let's take the leave first."

When Mr. Li heard that Wang Zheng's tone was faintly expelled, he quickly bowed his hand. After Wang Xiang nodded slightly, he turned around and left.

Next, he also had something to do, which was to convey to other colleagues what Wang Xiang meant. Since it was said to be one hundred taels, it must be one hundred taels. That was one tael less, and ten taels less are not one hundred taels.

This is the King's concession, and there is no need to embarrass Your Majesty too much, because they have already won. Fang Youyong will be sent out of Beijing and be transferred from Kyoto Cheng because of this mistake. Your Majesty will also choose to compromise because of his own failure.

If you don’t compromise...how can the court provide disaster relief?

Your Majesty wouldn't you watch the people of Dashun fall into drought, and how could they, as the court, open their eyes to watch the people displaced, have no food to eat, and starve to death?

Too much!

Isn't this a bad reputation after life?

Unfortunately, Your Majesty is too stubborn. It was not the fault of their ministers when the late emperor was the last emperor?!

Since she didn't take a step back, they could only force her to take a step back.

Standing at the door of the palace, you can see the solemn and dignified palace at a glance. Mr. Li was silent for a moment, then sighed with emotion and shook his head, "What a pity, Fang Youyong is here, and the layout on the imperial village is useless."

This matter...is going to end tomorrow.

"One hundred taels... I still have to let everyone donate~."

...

"Donate? You must donate~. As a great person, we are also a great person. Now that the great person is in trouble, how can we not donate?"

"That's right, okay, you Xu Changshou... You donate, can't we donate?"

"I donated ten thousand yuan of grains and three thousand yuan of grains."

"The Liu family has a deep foundation, and our Luo family cannot compare to it, but we can also produce 5,000 shi of grain, 1,500 stones of grain. This Dashunyi merchant has a seat in my Luo family~"

"Okay, Xu Changshou, are you donating in the seller? If you donate like this, how do you want us to donate? Just donate the top ten, go and have a rest. I will not join in the fun of my small family."

"Oh, Shopkeeper Zhu is going to be angry, don't you be angry, am I going to donate too soon?" Shopkeeper Xu saw that other merchants seemed to leave, so he quickly stopped Boss Zhu, "I can't donate it, if I don't donate, I'll ask for all the Dongzhu Grain Store, the price is just to send beggars~" pointed to the surroundings, "Look, there are no serious businessmen around here, and there is no major official behind them. In Kyoto, it's not easy for everyone to do without a background~ So, for everyone's welfare, I deliberately didn't make a loud publicity and asked you to come quietly."

"Don't talk nonsense, why do you do it for us? It was obviously Boss Zhang who accidentally leaked the news and asked me to find out. It has nothing to do with you, Manager Xu." After mid-year, Boss Zhu, who has a slender figure, looked at Xu Changshou with disdain, "You guy seems to be planning to hide it from us!"

“…”

Xu Changshou glared fiercely at Zhang Daqian who was huddling behind him.

[Beautiful job, I really deserve to be Boss Zhang who can't stop talking!]

Then, he looked at Boss Zhu with a smile, "No! No! Don't listen to that nonsense about Zhang Daqian. I have never thought of hiding it from you! Really!"

"What do you say now? You've made a debut." Boss Zhu shook Xu Changshou's hand away, "The donation will be over tonight. How should I raise money in such a short time?"

He glanced at the wealthy merchants around him and sneered.

"Now the top ten charity businessmen have decided, Xu Changshou, why are you still holding me to do? Show off?"

"No, no."

Xu Changshou shook his head quickly and said that he did not mean that.

[There is no way, time must be tight as soon as possible, so the above will give you such a day.]

Looking at the businessmen around him who were glaring at him, he gritted his teeth, as if he had made some important decisions, and he whispered to Boss Zhu's ear and muttered a few words!

"This is what you said seriously?" Boss Zhu was immediately excited, "As long as you donate, will His Majesty post the imperial list in the sixteen states and Kyoto this time?"

"Oh~, Boss Zhu, why did you say it?" Xu Changshou quickly covered Boss Zhu's mouth, "If there are too many donors, how can we see our names on it~"

The words are over.

"Okay, Xu Changshou, you have a hand?"

All the wealthy merchants glared at him.

"What's wrong? If you donate, I can't donate?"

"As a citizen of Dashun, now there is a drought in Dashun. I feel unbearable. I donate some and you can use it to allow you? Get out!"

...

I stopped eating instant noodles today, but instead ate tomato noodles. I ate instant noodles for three consecutive days. Xia Ren was still a little disgusted.

What's wrong?

Do you still have to stick to your childhood dream?

Please, this has been through time, okay? Are you really going to eat instant noodles until you vomit?

And it’s not good to eat too much instant noodles.

When two bowls of hot tomato noodles were served, the empress did not look cold because she didn't give her instant noodles.

He gently twisted his hair on his forehead, grabbed his cute little nose, and said lightly, "Not bad!"

"Of course it's good. After eating it for a long time, this simple noodles are still delicious." Xia Ren ignored the empress and ate it directly. "It's not good to eat too much instant noodles."

Think about it now.

Every day when I get home from get off work, I can see a peerless beauty standing at the door waiting for me to open the door. This feels quite good.

Of course, she should not beat him up~

It’s been almost half a month in a row, but it still hasn’t become stronger. It’s just like opening a new book stand-alone machine for half a month. How can I continue without gain?

Unfortunately, the choice was not in his hands, he had the only right to lie on the floor and turn the fish eyes to death.

He burped, looked at the empress who was chewing slowly and was very elegant, and hesitated for a moment, "The imperial village is almost out of food."

"Yes." The empress nodded and said calmly, "The Minister of Revenue may be coming down."

“???”

I'll tell you about food, why did you tell me this?

He doesn't know who the Minister of Revenue is, does it mean...

Xia Ren looked at the empress with an excited look, "Your Majesty is going to let me, a ninth-rank eunuch, be promoted to the Minister of Revenue?"

That's the Secretary of the House~

The high-ranking official in the court or the high-ranking official in charge of money!

However.

The empress looked at Xia Ren, wearing a green robe and eunuch uniform with contempt, "How can eunuchs become ministers of the Ministry of Revenue?"

"... Then why are you talking to me about this?"

It makes people excited.

"Hey, no, our family is not a eunuch. You gave me this dress~"

“Is this important?”

“Don’t it matter?”

The dignity of a man~

“Is it important?”

"No... important!" Seeing the empress's calm and profound eyes, looking at him like glass, Xia Ren sighed, "Let's talk about the Minister of Revenue~"

The unreasonable empress can't afford to offend!

"Minister of the Ministry of Revenue... Isn't this useful for your teaching?" The empress pondered and looked at Xia Ren, "Let him gamble for officials!"

“???”

When did it happen? Why didn’t I know? Can you explain it to me?

Three confused questions asked in a row.

Xia Ren looked at the same confused empress.

“…”

The atmosphere was silent.

"Isn't it you?"

"It's not me!"

He didn't know what was going on, how could it be him?!

Xia Ren spread his hands and said angrily, "Can you explain what happened?"

only.

The empress was slightly stunned, and then came back to her senses, "I am tired, Xiao Xiazi!"

“…”

Who are you calling Xiao Xiazi?

Xia Ren glared at his eyes, breathed rapidly, and seemed to have a lot of anger in his heart. After taking a deep breath.

"Zhi~"

A fierce sound echoed throughout the living room, declaring his dissatisfaction!

The words just finished.

"Dingdong~, Dingdong~"
Chapter completed!