"Hahaha, I knew my second nephew could understand me. I will stay with your father for the next two days. After I take the secret away, you can come back."

The entrance of Emperor Zhu Zhangui's grandson's house.

Zhu Gaoxu held Zhu Zhangui's hand and walked out the door with a smile on his face.

When he reached the doorstep, Zhu Zhangui stopped and looked at Zhu Gaoxu.

"Second uncle, you have to think about it." Zhu Zhangui pointed to the threshold at his feet, "I stepped out now, but it won't be that simple for me to step in again."

The smile on Zhu Gaoxu's face did not diminish, and he stretched out his hand to push Zhu Zhangui out of the door.

"Good nephew, walk slowly, don't send me away!"

After that, he laughed loudly, turned around and let someone close the door.

"Your Highness, what should we do? Is your money still in the warehouse? Just in case the King of Han..."

Hu Shanxiang took a step forward and expressed his worries to Zhu Zhangui who was looking at the door with a mysterious smile.

"Haha, it's okay, my money is not that easy to get."

Zhu Zhangui chuckled and put his arms around Hu Shanxiang's waist.

Hu Shanxiang's face turned slightly red, and he leaned gently on Zhu Zhangui's shoulder, glancing proudly at the more than 300 maids standing nearby.

No matter how beautiful you are, what's the use.

If she is not a Han woman, her identity as a concubine cannot be obtained.

"You take the girls and go to my mother's place to stay for a few days. Watch them carefully. They don't know much about the rules. Don't let them get into trouble."

Hu Shanxiang nodded obediently.

"What about you, Your Highness?"

As soon as Hu Shanxiang asked this question, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Zhu Zhangui once said, serve more and inquire less.

Sure enough, the smile on Zhu Zhangui's face disappeared instantly.

"This slave deserves to die!"

Hu Shanxiang quickly knelt down on the ground.

Zhu Zhangui knelt down and looked at Hu Shanxiang, whose face was pale, and stretched out his hand to pinch the pink little face.

"Baby, you are good at everything, you are smart, smart and beautiful, but there is one thing bad about you. You always ask why?"

Hu Shanxiang did not dare to say anything.

"If I were a child of a small landowner, your fault would be nothing."

After releasing his hand, Zhu Zhangui pinched Hu Shanxiang's small nose.

"Remember, we live in a royal family. Knowing too much about many things and asking too many questions will be more dangerous."

Reaching out to pull the beauty up, Zhu Zhangui held her head against her head and whispered with a serious expression: "I don't hope that one day in the future, I will personally order you Bai Ling Poison Wine."

Patting his little face, which was almost frightened to tears, Zhu Zhangui showed a gentle smile on his face, "Take someone to the East Palace. When you can come back, I will ask someone to call you."

After asking the guards to protect the maids when they went to the East Palace, and asking other guards to take the craftsmen to the camp, Zhu Zhangui looked at the mansion and smiled mysteriously, then headed to Jiming Temple with the guards who were protecting him.

"Hahaha... I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich!"

Zhu Gaoxu, who had driven Zhu Zhangui away, laughed loudly and ran towards his former practice room, which is now the warehouse.

"Break the lock open for me!"

When he came to the warehouse, he saw a big lock hanging on the door. Zhu Gaoxu waved his hand grandly, and a guard smashed it down with a hammer.

There was a "clang" sound.

The big lock was smashed to the ground. Zhu Gaoxu kicked the door open and led people in with a big show.

"Haha, they are all here as expected!"

Looking at the rows of tree stumps, Zhu Gaoxu almost drooled.

"Move them all and move them to His Majesty's inner treasury."

After shouting behind him, a large group of guards walked in and began to move the tree stumps.

After pinching his waist and looking around the warehouse, Zhu Gaoxu nodded repeatedly with satisfaction.

Seeing that the palace guards had already begun to move things, he waved and a personal guard came over.

"Any idea what to do?"

The personal guard smiled in understanding.

"I understand, little one, draw one out of ten!"

Zhu Gaoxu patted the guard on the shoulder with satisfaction.

This guy is good, he has strong understanding ability and can be reused in the future.

"Eh~"

Just as he was about to praise the guard, Zhu Gaoxu noticed a strange phenomenon.

The guards who went to carry the tree stumps each carried two or three tree stumps and walked out without any effort.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhu Gaoxu stepped forward quickly to stop the guard, and pointed to the two tree stumps on the other's shoulders.

"Isn't it heavy?"

The guard looked at the tree stump blankly.

Although he was not born with any supernatural power, His Highness the King of Han underestimated him. How could he not be able to carry two tree stumps?

"Your Majesty, it's not heavy, and it's very light."

As the guard spoke, he also lifted the two tree stumps on his shoulders, looking very relaxed.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Gaoxu's eyes widened.

Damn it, I was tricked by that little bastard Zhu Zhangui.

Grabbing the tree stump from the guard's shoulder, Zhu Gaoxu pulled out the guard's waist knife and chopped down the tree stump.

The knife is fast!

In a flash of cold light, the tree stump broke into two pieces.

Looking at the broken tree stubble, Zhu Gaoxu gritted his teeth.

Somewhat unwillingly, he raised his knife and rushed towards the tree stumps piled on the ground, slashing at them.

A tree stump...a ​​tree stump...still a tree stump.

"Where is the money? Where did the money go? I sent someone to watch it being carried into the warehouse, but why is it gone?"

Angrily, he threw the steel knife to the ground and quickly pulled at the torn tree stump. Zhu Gaoxu roared like a madman.

The guards who were moving the tree stumps knew something might be wrong and quickly retreated.

"Little bastard, I don't believe you can put that kind of money somewhere else and let me search it."

"Even if you dig three feet into the ground and demolish the mansion, you still have to find the money for me."

………

"Second uncle must be very happy now!"

The entrance of Jiming Temple.

Zhu Zhangui looked back in the direction of Jinling, laughed, and stepped into Jiming Temple.

Zhu Zhangui had already thought that the old man would definitely keep an eye on his money, so after the money entered the warehouse, he charged most of the money to the supermarket account.

Zhu Zhangui's guess was correct.

How could the old man watch twenty million taels of silver slip away from his pocket like this?

But he had already promised Zhu Zhangui that if he wanted to ask for help, he would be embarrassed.

After all, he is a grandfather and an emperor.

He went back on his promise and asked him how to face his grandson in the future.

So the old man thought of another way to make another person be the villain.

The prince is definitely not good enough. With Zhang's love for Zhu Zhangui, if he knew that her husband had cheated on his son, he would still fight to death with Zhu Pangpang.

Even if there was no Zhang family, based on Zhu Di's understanding of Zhu Pangpang, Zhu Pangpang would not do such a thing to deceive his son.

Zhu Di thought about it and finally set his target on the second son who had conflicts with Zhu Zhangui.

While having a heart-to-heart talk with his second son, Zhu Di vaguely mentioned the matter of money.

Zhu Gaoxu, who also wanted to make a small fortune, agreed without hesitation.

It's a pity that our King of Han didn't know that Zhu Di had regarded him as an abandoned son.

If Zhu Zhangui makes a fuss over this matter in the future, Zhu Di will put all the blame on the second son and make him the bad guy.

As for the money, I'm sorry, grandpa, I didn't see it. The money was taken by your second uncle. You wait for now, and I will return it to you when I get the money back.

As for when can I get the money back?

Then I'm not sure.

It may be one or two months, it may be one or two years, or even more than ten years.
Chapter completed!