Cao Fu is the uncle of the state. In a sense, he represents the reputation of the queen and even the reputation of the royal family.
But Zhao Zhen and his wife didn't think so.
What Cao Fu committed was only a small mistake, and there was no severe punishment, just a slight punishment. It didn't take 30,000 guan to stop a mouth.
As Xi'er said, they had never thought about...the reputation of their uncle's family, the censure of the official family, and their own ups and downs.
Empress Cao suddenly wanted to cry. This feeling of being cared for was something she had experienced when she was in her boudoir and her father was still alive...
"Xi'er... you are very good, and your Majesty is very at ease."
Empress Cao almost choked with sobs. Even her own man had never let her feel such a feeling, but she let her four-year-old son do it.
"Sage, how much does Xi'er have now..."
The good atmosphere was shattered by Zhao Zhen's question. Alas! My man, is he so short of money? What if I ask again after a while?
Zhao Zhen couldn't hold it in any longer. His son just threw out more than 30,000 strings at random, but the saint didn't blame him or feel any distress.
He had a strong need to know what was going on.
"One hundred thousand guan."
"Ah... ten... one hundred thousand strings? This... this..."
It's not that Zhao Zhen has never seen money before, but what he can't imagine is how it is possible to make so much money with just a snack.
"Xi'er betrayed the cake recipe. It costs two thousand guan in the upper state and one thousand guan in the lower state. I will go to hundreds of state capitals."
Empress Cao was too lazy to elaborate. She was in such a good mood that it was strange to have a good face. Although she was not as domineering as Mrs. Guo, it was normal to be a little emotional.
One hundred thousand guan, one hundred thousand guan! In just March and May, Xi'er had one hundred thousand guan. Kaifeng Mansion's tax revenue is only 300,000 to 400,000 guan a year, but Xi'er only spent March and May.
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I have to say that money can indeed give people a sense of belonging, cohesion, and the ability to keep secrets.
Even without Zhao Xi greeting him, Liu Yi took good care of him.
After the six families took stock of the residents living next to the palace wall, Liu Yi came forward to take them over. Of course, he was registered as Prince E.
The key is that Liu Yi has been looking after the construction and renovation of the oven all day long, and even asked the Imperial City Secretary to take care of it.
Zhao Xi didn't know whether it was his father who saw the money, or whether his mother's arrangement made him feel relieved.
In this way, everything from the formula to the production process can be kept confidential, and you can also earn a few more years of monopoly money.
Looking at the food factory construction site in full swing, it seems that Zhao Xi has nothing to worry about.
Just a plan he drew randomly was taking shape day by day in the hands of these craftsmen, and it was more perfect than Zhao Xi imagined.
He was a good boy again, going to and from school every day and playing with Tao Niang.
In an era when entertainment is scarce, it is easy to develop the habit of going to bed early and getting up early. Zhao Xi seems to have returned to the routine he used to have in the military.
The ceremonial training of Wang Zhongzheng is becoming more and more like this. Going from Ciming Palace to Zishan Hall every day is no longer enough for him. Even Zhao Xi feels that this distance cannot achieve the purpose of training.
Therefore, there is another way to keep watch in the inner garden, which is the prince's uniform guard of honor.
Just after Yin hour every day, starting from Ciming Palace, shouting "one, two, one" all the way, Zhao Xi and his honor guard could almost circle the entire inner garden.
This so-called palace is really not that big.
Wang Zhongzheng has adapted to it now. The key is that Wang Ye is so powerful that he has straightened his back, no longer speaks in a low voice, and dares to shout in public.
However, he is very sensible. Whenever he passes by the residence of the concubines in the palace, he will naturally ask the ceremonial guards to walk softly and stop shouting.
After Zhao Xi found out, he also cooperated with Wang Zhongzheng... It was indeed rude to disturb others' rest, especially to disturb the woman who was accompanying his father.
''Zhongzheng, is that person a personal official?''
During this period of time, Zhao Xi had probably figured out the duties of the Ouchi staff. In addition to his ceremonial guard, the day duty officer and the night incense collector had also gotten up.
Today I actually saw someone who was not someone I was already familiar with...
"Go back to your lord, I don't know this person."
Even Wang Zhongzheng is confused. He has been in the Imperial City Division for some time. Although he cannot know all his personal officials, everyone's faces are definitely familiar.
Besides, there is a clear distinction between the duties of the Dianqian Division and the Imperial City Division, and the Dianqian Division must not enter the inner garden.
And this person is clearly not an official...
After just one encounter, the man hurried away, obviously towards the palace wall...
Zhao Xi was not a real child, and with just one glance, he knew that the man was not an internal prisoner.
The eunuch walked in small steps in the palace, tiptoeing, and developed the habit of bowing his head and bowing his waist. But this person seemed to want to bow his waist and bow his head, but he didn't show any behavior at all when walking.
The charm of prison.
"Who is this palace?"
Zhao Xi should have understood what it was because he was a little cold when he asked.
"My lord, I am from Xu Cai."
Damn it! Zhao Xi really couldn't help it. Dad, how cowardly you are to have someone hating you in such an upright manner.
It's really not aboveboard, it's just that I forgot about the time because of my interest.
Zhao Xi really didn't want to speculate like this, but the facts he saw... really made him helpless.
Zhao Xi squinted and looked at the palace wall closest to here...
"Zhongzheng, when you get to school later, you can find out who was on duty in this area last night."
"Your Majesty, do you want the Imperial City Secretary to know?"
"No need! Do it yourself!"
Zhao Xi didn't dare to ensure that the Imperial City Department was clean. He didn't have anyone he trusted now, especially when it came to dirty things in the inner garden. He didn't even want his father to know about it.
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It was already late at night, and Zhao Xi could hardly bear it any longer and couldn't sleep.
He had already told Wang Zhongzheng after school to call him after nightfall.
Zhao Xi's current figure looks like he is five or six years old, and he can still stand up wearing a small set of internal prison uniforms.
Wang Zhongzheng never expected that the prince would be like this if he asked him to bring clothes. If he knew, he would be beaten to death and he would not bring clothes. Not to mention letting the officials and empress know, even if the supervisor knew, he would have to shed his skin.
I couldn't resist the prince, so I had to let him do what he wanted...
Zhao Xi led Wang Zhongzheng... There was nothing he could do, the grandson didn't dare to walk in front of him.
Fortunately, it was already late at night, so no one was wandering around the inner garden at all. Even those who had insomnia stayed in their own courtyards.
Zhao Xi started from the palace courtyard of Xu Cairen and followed the direction he had found early in the morning, tinkering with the pavement and corridor walls along the way.
Wang Zhongzheng didn't understand why the prince acted like this, so he followed suit. He was more energetic than Zhao Xi, and the traces of tinkering were much more obvious.
This should be it... Zhao Xi carefully inspected the marks on the inside of the palace wall. There were slight scratches on the brick surface every few layers.
"Remember that once the fishing net covers a person, immediately cover his mouth and hold his head to prevent him from making any sound!"
"Your Majesty, who should we protect?"
Wang Zhongzheng brought everything the prince told him, including fishing nets, iron nails, silver needles... He had no idea what the prince was trying to do.
"Just wait, I can't figure it out tomorrow night. Come back tomorrow night."