To others, such as Mo Ye and Yuan Bao, Yun Wanning is a solid support;

Even Zhou Yingying and Mo Hanyu, Yun Wanning can be considered reliable.

But for Yun Zhensong...

If Yun Wanning is reliable, a sow can climb a tree!

Her mouth is a liar, and only an old pig like Yun Zhensong would be stupid enough to believe her!

I think she can actually rely on! Come on! Live on!

If brains and IQ could sponsor him, Mo Ye would want to sponsor him a brain for free... He looked at Yun Zhensong with his head lowered and his eyes flashing.

He guessed that Yun Zhensong had been "brainwashed" by Yun Wanning.

Yun Zhensong was timid and dared to set up a thirty-table banquet this time, but it was because someone was instigating him behind his back.

As for who this person is, it is self-evident.

Mo Ye seemed expressionless, but the loving smile in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Lao Qi, the look in your eyes makes me feel terrified."

Mo Hanyu bit his ear, "Aren't you crazy now? You just smile like this at Wan Ning. How come you can smile so dotingly at a bad old man like Yun Zhensong?!"

He got goosebumps.

Mo Ye ignored him.

There is nothing much to talk about with Mo Hanyu.

Arguing with him will only lower your IQ.

Mo Zongran scolded Yun Zhensong severely, and then said, "The spring rains have been continuous recently, and many counties, towns and mountainous areas say that their crops have been flooded by the rain."

Just like last year's rainy season, too much rain caused flooding.

"I am afraid that the people's crops will not harvest well, so I have to take countermeasures in advance."

After a pause, Mo Zongran raised his eyes and looked at Yun Zhensong, "The treasury is empty now. Since you can spend so much money to hold a birthday banquet, it shows that Duke Yun's government has strong financial resources."

Yun Zhensong had a bad premonition in his heart.

The emperor first put a high hat on him, and then...

Sure enough, Mo Zongran said again, "I also heard that Duke Yun's business is spread all over the world, and there is no shortage of money."

"In that case! This time you used one million taels of silver to replenish the national treasury and are always ready to help the people... I will no longer pursue this matter!"

Yun Zhensong's old face turned pale.

One million taels?!

At his birthday party a few days ago, that boy Fang Bao defrauded him of a million taels of silver!

That day, he sent someone to Prince Ming's Mansion, and then stopped Yun Wanning and Yuan Bao's mouths...

Even if Duke Yun's government is a money maker, he can't bear such squandering!

Yun Zhensong did a rough calculation and found out how he could get one million taels of silver now?!

The circulating capital in the government is only a few hundred thousand. To raise one million taels, one has to sell shops or land, etc., to raise one million taels.

If someone else were asking for one million taels, Yun Zhensong would definitely roll up his sleeves and beat him up.

However, this man is the current emperor...

Apart from knocking out his teeth and swallowing his grievances, what else could he do?!

Yun Zhensong refused to give up and planned to struggle again.

"emperor!"

He raised his head and shed tears of grievance, "This birthday banquet has greatly damaged Wei Chen's vitality. This, these one million taels, Wei Chen won't be able to take out for a while!"

He wants face, and everything used at the birthday banquet is the best.

Extravagant spending.

But the birthday gifts he received in total were not as much as the money he spent...

Expenses are completely out of proportion to income!

At this birthday banquet, his old face is completely humiliated, his birthday gifts are mediocre, and his blood loss is okay?!

When he raised his head, the pits on his face were scary and disgusting.

Mo Zongran felt disgusted, "Don't look at me!"

He was amused by Yun Zhensong, "Are you bargaining with me? Do you think I am a street vendor?"

"Wei Chen doesn't dare...but Wei Chen, Wei Chen really can't do it!"

Yun Zhensong grimaced, and bravely countered, "Your Majesty, why don't you lower the offer? I really can't afford this!"

"Then two million!"

Mo Zongran stood up as if about to leave, not wanting to bargain with him at all.

Yun Zhensong then lay flat.

One million, no matter how hard it is to sell iron, you still have to raise it!

But besides that, there is another way...

After he left the palace, he immediately went to Prince Ming's Mansion.

Unexpectedly, they were told by the servants of the palace that their princess was not in the palace!

"What? Not in the mansion?!"

Yun Zhensong was shocked!

After regaining consciousness, he grabbed the boy's arm and asked anxiously, "Where has your princess gone? When will she come back?!"

"this……"

The servant expressed his embarrassment, "How do we, the servants, know the whereabouts of the princess?"

Yun Zhensong left dejectedly.

After walking a few steps, he saw his back looking decadent and old. The boy couldn't bear it and said, "Mr. Yun! My princess left the capital yesterday."

"Leave Beijing?!"

Yun Zhensong was shocked, "Where have you gone?"

"Palace."

The servant whispered, "I heard that the Queen Mother is unwell, so my princess took her young highness to the palace with Doctor Yang!"

Yun Zhensong was stunned.

Yun Wanning actually went to the palace?!

She actually ran away?!

So who can he rely on this time?!

All I can do is sell money to get the one million taels of silver!

This stinky girl is really cheating!

Rely on her?

Even though her backers were falling, she still ran away...

Yun Zhensong was so angry that his teeth hurt and he got angry.

He covered his face, looking uncomfortable, "Okay, okay, I understand."

He slowly left Prince Ming's Mansion.

Yun Zhensong also knew in his heart that Yun Wanning could not be blamed this time. Although she had said that she would make the decision for him, nothing happened to Yun Zhensong after she had waited for so long.

Who would have thought that something would happen to Yun Zhensong today just after he left yesterday.

Even if he questioned her, Yun Wanning would be able to figure out the truth.

This stinky girl, no matter whether she is right or not, she can argue to the end!

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!

Yun Zhensong looked up to the sky and sighed, feeling that his teeth hurt even more. He quickly covered his face and tilted his head in a weird posture to leave.

…

At this time, the imperial study room.

Mo Zongran was humming a tune in a good mood, while Mo Ye sat behind the table and carefully corrected the memorial.

Mo Hanyu knelt down and pinched Mo Zongran's leg, smiling like a bitch, "Father, I have something I want to discuss with my father."

"explain."
To be continued...