Chapter six hundred and fiftieth, something has happened
After a night of ups and downs, Zhao Kang, who has been running around for days, does not feel tired.
Qin Yufeng is good at dancing, so she is not as weak as ordinary women. Her legs are slender and elastic, half of her body is leaning on Zhao Kang, and her eyes are a little obsessed.
She was hesitant to speak, and Zhao Kang chuckled and stretched out his hand to pull her hair behind her back: "Needless to say, his plans are not small. You three should not be able to touch his core."
Qin Yufeng was silent for a moment: "How about I spread some false news to him so that he can trust me more."
"No need. Guess I can guess some."
Zhao Kang closed his eyes: "He needs money, and the amount is huge. His palace does not have any expensive luxuries. This shows that he can spend it immediately as soon as he gets the money. There can be such a big expense in this world, except
The army is nothing."
Qin Yufeng was shocked: "Young Master said he has it!"
She didn't dare to say the word "private army".
It is self-evident what a prince would do if he secretly formed a private army.
Zhao Kang laughed and said without any taboos: "How can we rebel without anyone? He and I opened the Noble Hall just to make money and prepare military supplies. But the interesting thing about this guy is that he won't do anything to lure wolves into the house."
"What he wants is a complete empire, so he really wants me to take action this time in Wen Dou, and he doesn't hesitate to let the three of you persuade me."
"This can also be seen from the last time he donated his family property to help Her Majesty the Empress fight a war. Now it's just a matter of seeing where his large private army is hidden."
Qin Yufeng pondered for a while and had no clue at all. Just like Zhao Kang said, the three of them were just carefully cultivated vases and a gift.
If you meet the right person, send him out.
The right person is Zhao Kang.
"Then what will Young Master do next?" Qin Yufeng asked.
Zhao Kang said with a smile: "What else can you do? Just keep waiting and remain unchanged to cope with all changes. King Ning is a poisonous snake, and his attack will be fatal. He was the only one who could keep his composure when the Qian Kingdom was defeated like that last time.
He will only take action when he feels the time is right."
"No one can find out his hiding place before this, and you don't have to think too much."
Qin Yufeng nodded obediently.
Zhao Kang added: "From now on, you should be the housekeeper of the Imperial Master's residence, otherwise he will always think that I am wary of him."
Qin Yufeng turned over and said softly: "Then I have to take care of the young master first."
"I'm afraid that if you don't succeed, you may have forgotten who begged for mercy just now!"
Three poles in the sun.
Zhao Kangcai set out from the house. Needless to say, he would be late for today's court meeting again.
"Women are indeed a disaster."
Thinking that he would be scolded later, Zhao Kang sighed and entered the palace. All the civil and military officials had already participated in the meeting.
When I heard that Zhao Kang was coming, Her Majesty the Empress on the dragon throne was not even angry.
"Your Majesty, Zhao Kang, is here to see you." Zhao Kang saluted.
Many officials cast curious glances, and this man finally went to court.
Now Zhao Kang is the national preceptor, ranking first among the officials, and many things require his participation. However, this guy has been missing for nearly a month. He came back with great difficulty yesterday, and he is still late today. Is he really arrogant because of his favor?
"The Imperial Master does not need to be polite. When someone comes, he will be given a seat."
A grand master's chair was carried up by the eunuch, and Zhao Kang threw it down without any courtesy. This honor was unique to Scorpion Baba.
The Minister of Household Affairs responded and then said: "Your Majesty, although the floods in Jiangzhou have stabilized and the people are rebuilding their homes with the help of the imperial court, the fertile fields that were submerged due to floods cannot be restored."
"Although Qingzhou and other places have evened out their grains, and although it's already the time for the autumn harvest, the grain output everywhere this year is insufficient, and it's already very difficult to maintain the local prefectures and counties."
"The people of Jiangzhou were first hit by floods and now they are suffering from food shortages. Jiangzhou Mu has reported the disaster several times. Human lives are at stake and this matter cannot be delayed any longer."
Xiao Linglong glanced at Zhao Kang and found that this guy was sitting lazily on the Taishi chair. He had no intention of speaking at all and could only suppress his displeasure: "According to the Ministry of Revenue's estimate, how much silver will be needed for this disaster relief?
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Mr. Zhang obviously had something in mind. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Your Majesty, this is no longer a matter of money. Jiangzhou has been affected by the disaster for several months."
"Grain merchants from all over the country have known this result for a long time and started stocking up grain as early as a few months ago. In the past, a bushel of new rice only cost 20 cents, but now even 20 cents can't buy a bushel of three-year-old rice."
"Grain dealers took the opportunity to raise grain prices. Even in the imperial capital, people complained that rice prices were too high, let alone the disaster-stricken Jiangzhou."
"Hmph! It's true that there is no evil and no business!"
"These businessmen should all be arrested and put in jail for two days!"
"good!"
Some officials became indignant after hearing what the Minister of Household Affairs said.
Her Majesty the Empress glanced at Zhao Kang again and found that he began to frown and think deeply. Xiao Linglong couldn't help but sit upright: "Dear ladies, do you have any good ideas?"
Just as Zhao Kang was about to speak, someone stood up and said softly: "Your Majesty, I suggest that officials like us donate silver and buy food to the people of Jiangzhou for disaster relief, so as to show that the officials and the people of our dynasty are united and united. Although my salary is low, these things
I have accumulated a lot over the years, so donating 20,000 yuan in silver is just a token of my gratitude."
Xiao Linglong was a little surprised: "Mr. Lin really cares about the people."
Lin Lang, the minister of Honglu Temple, smiled and said: "This is what I should do. I feel that natural disasters are ahead. As officials of the imperial court, we should contribute money and efforts. It's just a shame that I can't contribute more. If someone can spend hundreds of dollars at once,
Ten thousand silver taels will definitely solve Jiangzhou's urgent needs."
Xiao Linglong's joy gradually changed, and some ministers also came back to their senses and couldn't help but look at Zhao Kang.
During this time, they all found out clearly that the Noble Hall was a partnership between Zhao Kang and Prince Ning, and Zhao Kang still held the majority share. They made a lot of money from the auction that night.
Someone has calculated that each of Zhao Kang and Prince Ning is worth at least one million.
Doesn't Lin Lang's last sentence refer to Zhao Kang?
Zhao Kang also heard the meaning of the other party's words and immediately laughed: "Who the hell are you xx?"
Damn it, you really have a desperate plan to hit me, right?
All the officials were speechless. They all knew that Zhao Kang's catchphrase was used to curse people. This is a court meeting! Your Majesty is still here! Don't you know how to restrain yourself?
"Returning to the country, I am Lin Lang, the minister of Honglu Temple." Lin Lang said, neither humble nor arrogant.
Zhao Kang sneered: "A third-grade fucking official dares to take advantage of me. How dare Liang Jingru give you the courage?"
Everyone is confused. Who is Liang Jingru?
Lin Lang still had the same flattering smile: "I don't understand what the Imperial Preceptor is saying. I just think that I should do something for the victims, but I'm not capable enough. I think the Imperial Preceptor must have this ability."
Zhao Kang stood up, but Xiao Linglong couldn't hold back: "National Master!"
He turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I don't even bother to scold this bitch. It would be a pity not to be a eunuch for such a yin and yang thing. He might as well be an old master or a master."
"I don't know how this kind of useless snack who only knows how to eat and make shit can stand in this hall."
Master Yang's face turned purple, and Master Zhao was so angry that he was fighting with Mr. Guan.
Why did Niang Xipi get involved in us?
Lin Lang was dumbfounded. He was scolded four or five times by Zhao Kang in just one sentence. How could he bear it: "Master Imperial Master, I am the third-rank official of Honglu Temple. How can you insult me like this!"
"So what if I insult you? Just shut up, you loser."
Zhao Kang sneered and turned to look at Xiao Linglong: "Your Majesty, I have something. The yield per mu can reach at least 600 kilograms. In areas with warm climate, it can achieve two crops a year!"
One sentence shocked all civil and military officials!
