Lin'an, Imperial Palace, Renming Palace

The hall, which should have been very quiet and solemn, was full of running children and forbidden palace maids. The older ones might look like they were five or six years old, and the younger ones were still in their infancy. These children running around were not someone else's, but were Qiaomu's legitimate grandson and granddaughter.

Qiaomu celebrated her birthday today, so Zhao Kuo specially brought his children to pay her birthday.

Zhao Kuo thought he was filial and thought Qiaomu would be happy to see that he had so many sons and daughters. But in fact, Qiaomu looked at nearly thirty grandchildren in the hall and wanted to die of a headache. He wanted to go back to the past and strangle himself who gave the treatment prescription at that time. There were so many children who just looked at him and felt a headache, let alone all of them were very noisy. Most of them were three or five-year-old children, and the maids and nurses who served him did not dare to educate them, so they were all naughty children who could go to the room and lift the tiles. Qiaomu felt that his scalp was about to explode just by listening to their magic sounds. He wanted to die!

"Mom, these are your grandchildren.

I thought about it, and when they stood up and came to the royal family genealogy, I would adopt one for my elder brother. After all, the one who adopted the elder brother was not as good as the relatives I came here. In this way, my elder brother could have someone to worship and sacrifice. Do you think?"

Zhao Kuo thought he was very filial, and he thought he was talking about his plans very much. In the past, there was nothing he could do, and he didn't even have a child, so he could only let his elder brother adopt children from other royal families. But now he has nearly thirty children, and maybe there will be more next year, so he will naturally not be stingy with one or two adoptions to his elder brother, and this or two is not bad anyway.

"what ever!

Tell me, come here to celebrate my birthday, and you will pay my birthday. Why do you bring so many children, even the infant children? You are not afraid that they will catch a cold. Your father and all the concubines will come to me later. You can send all your children to the left side hall first, so as not to turn around and bump into it.

Also, let's talk, what's wrong?

Is there no money again?"

Qiaomu almost rolled his eyes and asked.

In the past, when her son gave birth to one or two grandchildren, it was naturally indifferent. He could afford it anyway. However, since he had more children, he had given birth to more than twenty, and there were seven or eight pregnant people in the backyard, so he couldn't afford it. After all, his salary was not enough. Once the prince was unable to take the lead in embezzlement and bribery, so his life was naturally much more difficult. From time to time, he went to the palace to fight Qiufeng, but he was not here to beat him himself. He was embarrassed, and he always brought his many sons and daughters here.

Qiao Muguang has already given him hundreds of taels of silver this month, but it was just the end of the month. He came again by taking advantage of the birthday gift. What was the birthday gift? He gave him a picture of his own birthday, which was the kind that no one wanted in the store.

Fortunately, he was very careful. At least every word "加加" in the picture was written by himself according to other people's words, which was also considered filial piety.

"Haha, mom, you still understand me.

Unlike my father, who last night talked to him about the government affairs for most of the day, but he sent me away without giving me anything and kept me for dinner in the palace. I was full in the palace, but my child was still hungry..."

Zhao Kuo laughed dryly and began to complain.

Some things, such as relying on parents, must have been a little embarrassed at the beginning, but when it is too embarrassing, it is no longer awkward, and when it is too many times, it becomes thicker. At the beginning, Zhao Kuo came over to cry and cried poorly, and hesitated, but when it is too many this time, his skin becomes thicker. Not to mention hesitating, hesitating, and it is smooth, like a draft.

"Stop talking, I understand, I understand.

I will give you another thousand taels later, but it’s not the case that you always do this. Last time, I gave you two 200 acres of farms, and I also gave you a shop with a pretty good profit. Haven’t there any profits during this period? I remember that the climate this year is okay and there is no major disaster?"

Qiao Mu interrupted his complaint impatiently, and then asked about the current situation of some fixed assets he gave him last year.

"Mom, the income of the village is OK, but the food is not worth it. Moreover, I think the hired farmers in the village have lived a very hard life. Many of them have never eaten a bowl of white rice in their lifetime. It is so pitiful, so I waived 40% of their rent, only 10% of which is just enough for me to eat in Prince Jia's mansion.

The shop is okay, but I see that some things are too profitable, and they are clearly exploiting the people, so I asked the shopkeeper to reduce the price of some things, and there is no profit..."

When Zhao Kuo said this, he felt a little embarrassed. He felt that he could do too little now and did not love the people enough. After becoming emperor in the future, he would definitely work harder and love the people even more than his father. Only in this way can the people live a good life and make everyone have enough food.

Qiaomu felt his head hurt even more now. What a bad son? Isn’t this the legendary Virgin? Although it is better than some Virgins who are generous to others, it is obviously not much better. Isn’t he generous to him? It’s too bad.

"Shut up!

What should I say? I didn’t say that you are not doing well, but, alas, forget it, I have a headache, you can go down first.”

Qiao Mu was frowning for a while and couldn't think of how to persuade him, so he could only wave his hand and let him sit and rest for a while, and then he began to think about how to reverse the complex of her holy father, the terrible son.

However, before a few minutes had passed, the emperor and the concubines in the harem arrived one after another. Her birthday was pretty good. She had basically come and gave her many birthday gifts. Qiao Mu had to cheer up and talk to them about the birthday gifts, and talked about some gossip that could be said. Zhao Dun was really not interested in these, so after listening for a while, he found an excuse to leave and go to the East Partian Palace to see his grandchildren. Zhao Kuo was not interested in these gossips, so he also found an excuse to leave and go to the East Partian Palace, intending to find his father to fight Qiufeng again to see if he could get some back.

In fact, although Zhao Kuo's mansion has more children in recent years, if he can live according to normal circumstances, he will not be unable to live, let alone his life is quite frugal. However, he is a holy father who is stingy with himself, his family, but is very generous to others. He just can't bear to others to suffer. When he sees others suffering, he wants to help and give some money. This also causes him to fight for the autumn wind everywhere and he is frugal, and even has patches in his clothes, but he still has not made enough money. The main reason for his poorness.

No matter how much property you have, you can't stand it.
Chapter completed!