The registration fee, plus the service fee, is 2,200 taels of silver.

The total cost of holding the Xiaoyuan Poetry Contest in previous years was not this much!

Zhao Huan clearly regards Xiaoyuan Poetry Club as his own cash cow, taking the opportunity to exploit celebrities in Beijing...

Seeing Prince Yun's steward's face flushed, Zhao Huan pretended to be surprised: "No way? Could it be that Prince Yun's Mansion can't even get out a mere two thousand taels of silver?"

"King Yun was the only one favored. When he was two years old, he was canonized as the Grand Lieutenant of the Imperial Academy. He was also granted the title of Wei Guogong by Kaifeng Fuyi and the Third Division."

"After so many years, the salary alone is an extremely astonishing figure. Don't tell me that all the family property has been squandered long ago."

"spendthrift!"

There are only three people in the world who dare to call King Yun a prodigal son in public. Apart from His Majesty and the Queen, the only one left is Zhao Huan, the eldest son of the Emperor.

Prince Yun's housekeeper was so angry that he almost fell down.

But King Yun has not returned, and now that the palace has no backbone, he can only swallow this bad breath.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just two thousand two hundred taels of silver? For King Yun, we paid for it!"

"But... Prince Ding, you have to be careful. You will make a fortune by relying on the Xiaoyuan Poetry Club. Be careful that the Ministry of Revenue comes to find you!"

Zhao Huan crossed his arms and shrugged: "Why did the Ministry of Household Affairs come to this supervisory censor?"

These words almost choked the steward of King Yun to death. The duty of the Ministry of Revenue to supervise the censor is to supervise all officials and is only responsible to His Majesty.

In other words, the only person who can manage and supervise the censor is Your Majesty.

King Yun's steward had no choice but to leave in anger.

Chen Zhao really couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Your Majesty, you are relieved that you have squeezed Prince Yun's house so much, but this grudge has become even more deep-rooted."

"When King Yun returns to the capital, how can he give up and give up?"

"As the saying goes, it's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. What's more, you are still brothers?"

Zhao Huan glanced at Chen Zhao and asked lightly: "Otherwise, in your opinion, what should I do?"

"Prepare a generous gift and go to Prince Yun's Mansion to beg for mercy. Please pray that Prince Yun will not forget the faults of villains and spare me?"

Chen Zhao was speechless for a long time. Based on his understanding of Zhao Huan, he was afraid that there would be another bloody storm at the Xiaoyuan Poetry Meeting...

There is nothing wrong with having a tough attitude, but you must also have a certain temper.

When you meet a genius like King Yun, there is no shame in bowing your head and giving in. As the saying goes, it is the right way to work hard and accumulate wealth.

However, Chen Zhao would not dare to say these words even to death.

Zhao Huan reached out and patted Chen Zhao on the shoulder, speaking with sincerity.

"You have your own style of doing things, and I naturally have my bottom line of dignity."

"A true man is capable of bending and stretching."

"You are responsible for bending, and I am responsible for stretching."

"Just don't worry, even if the sky falls, I will be there to hold you up, and I will definitely not be able to crush you."

Now that everything has been said, Chen Zhao naturally stopped worrying about it. Anyway, whether he is dead or alive, the Xiaoyuan Poetry Meeting will tell for himself.

Chen Zhao took out his account book and reported to Zhao Huan the detailed income and expenditure of Xiaoyuan Poetry Club.

"The expansion and decoration of Jiangxiao Tower cost a total of five hundred and twenty-six taels of silver."

"Since the singers responsible for the Yanle section are all from the Jiaofang Division, there is no additional expenditure."

"As for income..."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"A total of...36,000 taels of silver. If we include the 2,020 taels handed over by Prince Yun's Mansion just now, it would be...more than 38,000 taels."

Zhao Huan was greatly disappointed: "I have been busy for so many days, but after rounding up, I only earned 30,000 taels of silver?"

Chen Zhao's talent in committing crimes and lining his own pockets can be considered a genius.

"Your Majesty, rounding up, it should be twenty thousand taels of silver!"

Zhao Huan frowned slightly, turned to look at Chen Zhao, and said angrily: "How bold a person is, and how productive the land is, or... give up ten thousand taels of silver?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhao directly tore up the account book and spread his hands: "My subordinates did not enter the accounts at all. All receipts and expenditures were recorded in my subordinates' minds."

"The income from this Xiaoyuan Poetry Contest is rounded up to one thousand taels of silver."

At this moment, a soft hum came from Jiangxiao Tower.

"You two are quite conscientious, and you even left a thousand taels of silver for His Majesty."

"Thirty-eight thousand taels of silver, rounded up to one thousand taels, Tong Guan is not as bad as you!"

"Your Majesty, it's probably not the first time that you and Chen Zhao work together so well, right?"

Zhu Lian took Zheng Qingyun and Xiaochai on a special trip to Jiangxiao Tower to visit Zhao Huan, but they happened to encounter a scene of collusion, corruption and perversion of the law.

Looking at Chen Zhao, Zhu Lian became angry. He was a typical fox and dog friend, and he even led Zhao Huan into trouble!

Faced with the sudden appearance of Zhu Lian, Zhao Huan and Chen Zhao were both shocked.

Seeing that the two of them looked guilty as thieves, Zhu Lian became even more unhappy.

"We keep talking about helping the Song Dynasty, but privately we make huge profits. Your lord, I have never wanted to criticize you harshly outside the palace."

"But you have gone too far. If outsiders find out, not only will your reputation be ruined, but the reputation of Prince Ding's palace will also be ruined by you."

“Did all the heroes of the Northern Territory enshrined in the Hall of Heroes die in vain?”

Zhao Huan didn't say a word. This was bigger than Song Dynasty, and Zhao Huan was afraid of two people.

The first is Queen Xiansu, and the second is Zhu Lian.

Fortunately, Chen Zhao reacted quickly, brushing off his treacherous look just now, holding his head high and his face full of righteousness.

"Your Royal Highness, you wrongly blamed the prince."

"This is robbing the rich to give to the poor, not enriching one's own pockets."

"The wool comes from the sheep, so where does the money of the powerful and famous people in Beijing come from? Isn't it the wealth of the people?"

"Now that the Song Dynasty is weak, it is about to go to war. How easy is it to make up for such a big gap?"

"The prince can only work hard and find ways to raise military funds to resist the Jin soldiers."

"The prince's heart is comparable to the bright moon and the universe!"

This shot of horses made Zhao Huan so excited that he almost believed that he was the hero sent by God to save the Song Dynasty.

result……

Zhu Lian didn't accept this trick at all, she stared at Chen Zhao coldly.

"Do you think I'm stupid and let you manipulate me at will?"

Chen Zhao, who had been exuding righteousness just now, instantly became weak.

Zhu Lian's eyes were sharp: "If you dare to speak nonsense again, I will pull out your tongue!"

"There are already enough treacherous ministers and sycophants in the Song Dynasty. The pure land of Prince Ding's Mansion cannot tolerate your slander."

"Disappear immediately before I change my attention!"

How could Chen Zhao dare to hesitate at all? Even Zhao Huan did not dare to disobey the princess in front of him, let alone a young Hanlin disciple?

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zhao ran away without a trace.
Chapter completed!