Chen Zhao couldn't believe his ears. His only task now was to guess Zhao Huan's thoughts.
As the subordinate who "understands" Zhao Huan best, the longer he stays in contact with Zhao Huan, the more confused he becomes.
What is going on in this guy’s head?!
When King Yun returned to the capital, it was obvious that he was coming for Zhao Huan.
No matter how strong Zhao Huan's momentum is, when facing the royal champion, he must avoid his sharp edges. You know... no matter how you measure it, Zhao Huan and King Yun are on a different level!
Even including the "human heart" aspect.
As the royal champion, how high is King Yun's prestige among the literati?
In a head-to-head confrontation with King Yun, all the capital Zhao Huan had accumulated would be wiped out in an instant if he was not careful.
The steward of Prince Yun's Mansion couldn't help but sneer secretly when he saw that Zhao Huan was so careless about life and death.
Damn it, Zhao Huan took advantage of King Yun's absence to bully King Su and humiliate the princess. This grudge has reached the point of incompatibility.
When the Xiaoyuan Poetry Recital was held, it was the day when Zhao Huan's reputation was ruined!
The grasshoppers after autumn can only hop around for a few days.
"My prince also misses Prince Ding very much. When the brothers reunite at the Xiaoyuan Poetry Recital, it must be a very warm scene, right?"
Butler Yun Wang deliberately emphasized the word "warmth" for a long time.
The insinuation is intended to satirize Zhao Huan's time is running out.
"Oh, that's right! When the Xiaoyuan Poetry Recital is held, my princess will also come to participate."
"The small misunderstanding between Prince Ding and my princess will be resolved when the time comes."
Whether it is a "dissolution" or a "liquidation", both parties know very well that all the grievances accumulated by Prince Yun's Mansion will be liquidated and repaid!
When the time comes, it will be the eldest son of the emperor who does not know the heights of heaven and earth, but only shows off his fierceness and fights, who will have the last laugh.
He was also the number one imperial scholar, the imperial tutor, and the military governor of Ning Haijun. King Yun, the best among all the princes, was even better.
Stay tuned!
King Yun's steward put down six hundred taels of silver and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Zhao Huan.
"stop!"
King Yun's steward stopped and frowned: "Why, King Ding still has something to give you?"
There are still four days until Prince Yun returns to the capital. Within these four days, what Prince Yun's Mansion needs to do is to keep calm and not have any conflict with Zhao Huan.
As long as King Yun comes back to make the decision, it will be victory!
Zhao Huan narrowed his eyes and let out bursts of chuckles.
This laughter sent chills down the back of Prince Yun's steward. Although Zhao Huan, a bastard, was "powerless", there was nothing he dared not do because of his status as the eldest son of the emperor.
It would be really troublesome to suddenly attack Prince Yun's palace before he returns to the capital.
Just as Butler Yun lowered his head and became increasingly nervous, Zhao Huan's voice came from above his head.
"You seem to have forgotten something?"
Prince Yun's steward, in order to escape, did not dare to hesitate and quickly bowed his hands.
"Please calm down King Ding. I was so careless that I almost forgot my etiquette."
As he spoke, Prince Yun's steward bowed deeply. Although he was greeting Zhao Huan's ancestors in his heart, he was extremely respectful on the outside.
The corners of Zhao Huan's mouth rose slightly. He just liked to look at these treacherous people and see that he was unhappy and couldn't get rid of his depressed look.
"Haha, you are worthy of being trained by King Yun... this servant!"
"You still know etiquette very well."
"However, I am referring to the registration fee."
"The six hundred taels of silver is only enough for Prince Yun to attend the conference. Since Princess Yun also wants to participate, the registration fee will naturally be doubled."
"I have always fulfilled my duties and acted according to the rules. Even if I am a member of my own family, I cannot bend the law for personal gain. What do you think?"
Butler Wang Yun gritted his teeth and thought, you are the only one in Bianjing who is thick-skinned!
The chief envoy of the Jiaofang Department and the censor of the Ministry of Household Supervision. These two official positions were originally as bad as rats crossing the street. However, in the hands of Zhao Huan, they suddenly turned into a cash cow.
Without Zhao Huan's nod, not even a single cent of the Jiaofang Division's money would be released, and the singer became Zhao Huan's personal servant.
The household department was inspected dozens of times a day by Zhao Huan, and if there was any oil or water, it was all sucked up by Zhao Huan.
Nowadays, all the big tile houses in the capital, as well as the children of officials from the Ministry of Revenue, want to stab someone at home and curse Zhao Huan to death!
When it comes to favoritism and perverting the law, even Liuxiang pales in comparison to Zhao Huan.
The right to organize the Xiaoyuan Poetry Festival fell into the hands of Zhao Huan, so he inevitably used chicken feathers as arrows.
The registration fee alone is two hundred taels of silver per person, why the hell don’t you just go and grab it!
Butler Yun Wang took a deep breath, suppressed all the resentment in his heart, and forced out a smile.
"Look at your little head, you actually forgot about this. Thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me."
"If Princess Yun attends the meeting, two hundred taels..."
Before Butler Yun could finish his words, Zhao Huan interrupted directly: "Six hundred, not even a penny less!"
"After all, I have always been strict. Even when dealing with my own relatives, I must act according to the rules. If you don't believe me, ask Zhou Pu."
Bah! Shameless! Are you worthy of mentioning Mr. Zhou’s name?
Butler Wang Yun's heart was bleeding, but he could only force a smile and took out another six hundred taels of silver notes from his sleeve.
Zhao Huan was secretly amused when he saw the depressed look of Butler Wang Yun.
Now the whole Bianjing capital is waiting to see the excitement, hoping that King Yun will come back to kick Zhao Huan's ass.
Zhao Huan was puzzled. Who said that King Yun was his nemesis?
There must be some misunderstanding here. In order to correct the chaos, all parties in Beijing were told that Zhao Huan was the eldest son of the emperor and the veritable "big brother" of the Song Dynasty royal family.
He just wanted to run against Prince Yun's Mansion to death.
"In other words, the only people attending the meeting in Prince Yun's Mansion are Prince Yun and the princess?"
"Your majesty, there isn't even anyone around to serve tea and water. Isn't it a bit pricey?"
Upon hearing this, Butler Yun almost cried.
"Your Majesty, the Xiaoyuan Poetry Club is organized by you, and the servants who serve tea and pour water should also be arranged by you, right?"
Zhao Huan shrugged: "This is natural."
"However, His Majesty has taken the lead in promoting diligence and thrift, and I have responded positively. If we hire too many handymen, wouldn't it be an extra expense?"
"When the manpower is not enough, there are others around to serve, but Prince Yun and his wife are left out in the cold. What should we do?"
Good on you, Zhao Huan!
Prince Yun's housekeeper was extremely angry. This was obviously deliberately embarrassing Prince Yun's palace. Isn't Zhao Huan really afraid that Prince Yun would come back and let him die without a burial place?
"Prince Ding, please give me an accurate number!"
Zhao Huan did not hide the smile on his face when he saw the resentful look of Butler Yun chewing his molar teeth.
"For one thousand taels of silver, I will definitely allow Prince Yun and his wife to enjoy the best service."
"A man relies on his clothes, a horse relies on his saddle, and as a dignified prince, his pomp cannot be compromised, otherwise it will be a small thing to make people laugh at. It is like an imperial power, being impeached by the Ministry of Rites, it will be a big deal!"
one……
One thousand taels of silver?!
Butler Yun couldn't believe his ears. Has Zhao Huan never seen money? How dare you open your mouth!