How many years has it been since he saw those noble families bleeding profusely? Although this amount of money is not too much for the noble families, it is enough to cause them pain for a while.
Moreover, Jiyun and Jiuyue gave him a good start. If the treasury ran out of money in the future, he would invite the heads of the aristocratic families to a banquet.
It makes no sense that these aristocratic families are earning Daqing’s money every day, but they don’t pay a dime.
"It's true that I underestimated them."
Beside him, Eunuch Fu curled his lower lip.
How could the emperor underestimate those noble families? But as the emperor, he couldn't lose face and give in to those noble families for help, right?
But the two princes are different. They have no worries. Even after threatening the head of the family here, they will immediately rush to the top of Huayan. No matter how the people in the family talk about them, they will not hear it anyway.
Furthermore, considering the prestige of the two princes in Daqing, who would dare to talk about them?
"Your Majesty, I have received news from outside the palace that several noble families are buying grain on a large scale." He was a little worried, but he didn't follow the emperor's orders. As a slave and a eunuch, he couldn't send anyone.
Go and stare.
"Send someone to keep an eye on them."
The emperor immediately ordered that he did not want another person like the Supreme Emperor to come and take advantage of the severe drought in the north to make a fortune from the national crisis.
"Yes, I will send someone to keep an eye on it right now." Eunuch Fu responded.
After getting the emperor's approval, he can make arrangements to ensure that those noble families cannot find out the emperor's palm.
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In the small kitchen of Prince Zhan's Mansion.
Each of the four little children shared a lotus flower, a ceramic basin with a mixture of eggs, milk, and flour, and a pot of oil.
"Nono, did it explode like this?"
An Yilu wrapped the cleaned lotus petals in a layer of batter and then fried them in a pan.
"Yes, yes, my mother used to make fried lotus flowers like this before. I've seen it before." Qian Yinuo nodded while looking at his brothers frying lotus flowers.
Of course, he didn't stop and started frying the lotus flowers he had prepared piece by piece.
"The lotus fried by my mother is sweet and delicious, and it is so fragrant that it can attract wild beasts from ten miles away."
An Jiuyue had just picked a few colorful lotus flowers from the space and heard her son bragging when she came out.
The lotus flowers she fried were fragrant and sweet, and that was true, but they were only the lotus flowers she picked from space. The colorful lotus flowers have their own fragrance and sweetness, and they are not comparable to the ordinary lotus flowers outside.
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She watched quietly for a while as her youngest son taught her three other sons how to fry lotus flowers, and then looked at the maids who were staring at them closely, looking extremely nervous, and she shook her head.
The lotus flowers for the little guys were not fried yet, but they almost gave the maids a heart attack, right?
After all, not many people have seen such small children frying lotus flowers in a frying pan, and they are not afraid of being hurt by the oil.
She didn't make a sound either, fearing that if she made a sound, she would frighten the children and end up getting burned.
Turning around, she went into the kitchen to deal with the lotus flowers in her hands, and it was rare that the next time she cooked, she couldn't just fry some lotus flowers. Her sons were almost half-grown-up.