The extra money didn't go into my own pocket.

It was out of filial piety to Khan Amma that I had this unnecessary worry.

Pack your own pocket...

Brother Jiu quickly admitted his mistake and said: "It's my son's fault. He acted too stingy. Otherwise, forget it. You just treat it as your son and didn't mention it..."

"It's just that if you sell according to this appraisal, you will still lose money. Why don't you, Oma, just give me a favor and give your sons a share..."

"The brothers, nephews and nieces above have made a lot of additions and chewed a lot. The little brother below will live in the palace for many years in the future. It would be good to buy a shop in advance to earn some pocket money..."

There are more than 20 industries, how can you make a profit by yourself?

Even the money spent on official purchases was saved.

Seeing the expectant look on Ninth Brother's face, Kangxi really couldn't bear to look at it: "When the time comes, I will have the reputation of seizing the slave's property. Is that good? That is the Treasury of the Ministry of Revenue, not the internal treasury!"

Brother Ninth: "..."

It seems that he is suspected of embezzling the slave's property.

The rules of the Eight Banners are clear. As an emperor, you cannot seize the king Niu Lu.

It's really not good to be suspected for something worth more than ten or two hundred thousand taels.

Brother Jiu sighed, feeling very distressed, and said: "Then there is no way to have both ends..."

Kangxi said nothing and his eyes fell on the book again.

If Brother Jiu had not come to see him today, according to the valuation of the Eight Banners Division, these properties would have been sold to the government, and instead of the one hundred thousand taels of silver that should have been recovered, only 20,000 taels would have been recovered, and the other 80,000 taels would have been taken by the buyers.

Who is the buyer?

They are princes and nobles.

Although Kangxi had been in charge of government for many years and knew the principle of "when the water is clear, there will be no fish", he still couldn't stand his slaves eating meat and drinking soup by himself.

"Snapped!"

He threw the book into Brother Jiu's arms.

Brother Jiu quickly caught it.

"Write a detailed statement and submit it carefully regarding the bidding process for government property sales!" Kangxi ordered in a cold voice.

Brother Jiu bowed and said: "My son will definitely write well..."

When he came out of Qianqing Palace, Brother Jiu straightened his waist.

My heart is selfless and the world is wide.

Khan Ama should know that his son is well, right?

He didn't think about fighting for power, he only thought about being filial to the emperor, which was the first among his sons...

Brother Jiu knows his own shortcomings as well as his strengths.

Be a "loved son" without power and you won't suffer...
Chapter completed!