Lao Zhu really wanted to ground the Lu family, but he just struggled with the lack of a suitable reason. Moreover, today's incident was caused by Zhu Yunxi's rebellious grandson who deliberately stirred up trouble. It really had nothing to do with the Lu family.

But he believed that Lu was a smart person and would be able to understand what he meant.

"Daughter-in-law..."

Lu wanted to cry and complain about how miserable she was in front of Lao Zhu, but when she raised her head again, the old man had already disappeared!

This made her so angry that she wanted to turn around and leave. But seeing so many people staring at her, she could only grit her teeth and kowtow to the main hall to thank them.

Zhu Yunxi had just returned to his small courtyard, and before his buttocks were warm from sitting, he saw people from the needlework bureau coming to measure his body, saying that they were ordered by His Majesty to make new clothes for him.

When Zhu Yunxi saw that there was such a good thing, he immediately took out some pieces of Shu brocade that Lan Yu had sent over and asked them to use them.

The people in the needlework bureau are all knowledgeable about goods. When they saw this Shu brocade, they immediately praised it as a good material. It was much higher-end than what was usually used in the palace.

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, his dislike for Lan Yu's uncle and uncle was -1, and his favorability was 2.

Hum!

For the sake of these good horses, I don’t care about him beating me!

After Zhu Yunxi saw off the people from the needlework bureau, he sat down at the desk with a headache and wrote big characters with his left hand.

Since he learned "flow calligraphy" from Qi Tai, his right hand writing has become faster and better.

But he kept insisting on using his left hand to write big characters to fool the old man. He was afraid that when the old man saw how good he was, he would really think he was a genius and give him extra homework randomly.

Now he is too busy to write books. If he is given more time to write books, wouldn't he have to study those useless Four Books and Five Classics every day?

Zhu Yunxi wrote thousands of words in a row, then he sighed and put down his brush and went to bed to lie down. He didn't know when the days of losing money would end. Even if he let himself dream about Zhen Huan, it should be better than this, right?

It's just that this dream machine is too unstable, and I haven't even dreamed much recently...

Early the next morning, before Zhu Yunxi had finished washing his face, he saw Dongmei, Lu's personal maid, leading several maids and carrying several large boxes in.

"Your Highness, there are a total of five thousand taels of silver here!"

"In addition to the monthly silver for you and several princesses, the extra few hundred taels are an extra reward from the empress for you to spend as you wish!"

Zhu Yunxi said calmly after hearing this.

"The extra few hundred taels will be used as interest. Don't tell me whether you will be rewarded or not. I won't accept this!"

When Dongmei saw what Zhu Yunxi said, instead of being angry, she felt secretly happy. If His Highness liked to eat, drink and have fun, the Crown Princess would be very happy to give him money to spend.

Not to mention the few thousand taels of silver now, even thirty-five thousand is not a problem!

"The empress also said that if the money is not enough, you can ask her for it at any time!"

After hearing this, San Dezi's face changed drastically. He knew immediately what the Crown Princess was thinking. She wanted to destroy her Highness and raise him!

But how do I persuade His Highness not to fall into the Crown Princess’s poisonous scheme?

However, San Dezi changed his mind and stopped worrying.

Because he found that His Highness was not very keen on spending money, but was quite good at losing money.

If the Crown Princess really wants to use money to corrupt His Highness, His Highness will probably lose all the coffins...

After Dongmei left, Zhu Yunxi immediately opened the box and giggled at the box full of silver.

A total of five thousand taels, and I finally became a rich man, hahaha!

Zhu Yunxi looked at the box full of money, and suddenly came up with an idea, why not strangle the loser to death?

If you make good use of these five thousand taels of silver, you can build a laboratory. When the time comes, you can pick up an apple from under the tree, use a few horses to pull an iron ball in front of the Hongwu Gate, and become the father of science.

As for the title of the originator of fantasy, let’s leave it to the descendants hundreds of years later!

However, when he went to Lao Zhu's place to finish breakfast and go to the main hall to catch up on his sleep, he suddenly saw Zhu Gui running in happily.

"Big nephew, let's send it out!"

At this time, the main hall was empty and there were not many people there. Zhu Yunxi suddenly heard this and was immediately confused by Zhu Gui.

Didn’t his bookstore suffer a huge loss? Why did it suddenly publish it?

"Uncle Thirteen, aren't you awake?"

Zhu Gui excitedly rushed to Zhu Yunxi and picked him up.

"I just went to the bookstore before entering the palace, and the clerk in the store told me that all the more than 9,900 sets of books we have in stock have been sold!"

Zhu Yunxi was in disbelief when he heard this.

"Uncle Thirteen, are you telling the truth?"

"All the books we couldn't give away were actually sold?"

"Of course, this is still false!"

"If you don't believe me, follow me to the outside of the palace and have a look. The money spent on buying books is all piled up in the warehouse!"

After Zhu Yunxi heard this, he didn't care about skipping classes. He immediately followed Zhu Gui to the Sanwei Bookstore outside the palace and went straight to the warehouse in the backyard.

When he saw the piles of white silver in the warehouse, his eyes were stunned.

"Did it really sell out?"

"This is impossible. This thing doesn't have an adaptation period of several months, and it won't be able to open up the market at all!"

Zhu Gui sat on the silver table excitedly and pointed to a big box next to it.

"I also asked someone to pawn the things you brought me yesterday. In one year, I got a total of more than thirteen thousand taels of silver."

"My principal of three thousand has been deducted directly. The rest is here. You will send someone to take care of it later."

"Uncle Thirteen is doing something, so why should my nephew be worried?"

"I just feel strange that this book sold so fast. Is there something fishy about it?"

"Niece, please stop thinking blindly. What could be so fishy about this thing!"

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and called the waiter directly.

"Go and bring me the account book, and I'll see who is buying the books!"

Not long after, the clerk brought in a thin account book. Zhu Yunxi only turned one page and could no longer turn it over.

Because before the first page of the thin account book was even finished, all nine thousand sets of books had been sold!

When Zhu Yunxi looked at the book buyer again, his face was immediately covered with black lines.

The Duke of Ying, Fu Youde, the Duke of Song, Feng Sheng, the Duke of Liang, Lan Yu, the founding Duke Chang Sheng, the Marquis of Dingyuan Wang Bi, the Marquis of Changxing Geng Bingwen...

There is something fishy about the list of books to buy. There is not one person on it who likes to read!

These people buy thousands of units at a time. At first glance, it seems that they are not buying them to look at, but have other uses, but they are definitely not to wall-paste!

"Someone is coming!"

"According to the list above, return all the money to me and bring back all the books. No one can be missing!"

"Eldest nephew, are you stupid? We finally made money, and you actually want to give it back!"

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he responded unceremoniously.

"Uncle Thirteen, don't pretend to be stupid with me. Don't say you can't see where these book buyers are coming from!"

"They are not buying books, they are buying your father's face!"

When Zhu Gui heard this, he felt a little guilty, but he still muttered quietly.

"It's not a big deal, isn't it? Other brothers do this..."

"The restaurants owned by King Zhou and King Lu are expensive and taste bad, but there are still many people who come to support them..."

"In the third uncle's casino, people lose money on purpose every day, and I haven't seen your grandpa say anything..."

Seeing that Zhu Gui was so stubborn, Zhu Yunxi no longer planned to pay attention to this fool.

This guy doesn't even think about it, can people be the same?

If people are the same as humans, then why can the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty only be Zhu Biao, and even if Zhu Biao dies, it must be passed to Zhu Biao's son Zhu Yunwen?

Lao Zhutou couldn't bear to criticize the King of Qin and the King of Jin harshly because he felt guilty towards them. This guilt might not necessarily fall on himself and Zhu Gui.

Therefore, others can earn this money, but he and Zhu Gui cannot.

This is also the way that Zhu Yunxi has always adhered to, that is, occasionally plucking a few pig hairs from Lao Zhu's big golden pig. Even if Lao Zhu is not happy, he can only grunt a few times or beat him to vent his anger.

But once he rips out all the fur and skin, Lao Zhu may not be used to him anymore. Beating him half to death is a light punishment. Maybe with Lao Zhu's violent temper, he can be beaten until he can't take care of himself!

"A few people are here to move money. They must return them all to me today!"

Zhu Gui sat on the box and refused to move, leaving the waiters with nowhere to start.

"Uncle Thirteen, come down quickly!"

"I don't!"

"My butt is not even hot yet!"

"Uncle Thirteen, silver has very good electrical and thermal conductivity. You can sit there until tomorrow without getting warm!"
Chapter completed!