"It's...Prince Ding. Just from taking pictures of His Majesty's calligraphy treasures, there are 70,000 taels of silver, plus the 30,000 taels donated to Beijun... exactly 100,000 taels of silver."
"According to the rules, the leader of the fund-raising meeting must be King Ding."
Zhao Ji's face was so gloomy and frightening that all the civil and military officials gathered in the imperial study were as silent as a cicada, not even daring to express their anger.
Zhao Ji knows best how much money Dingwangfu has!
Before the fund-raising meeting began, all the property in Prince Ding's mansion amounted to only one thousand taels of silver.
Now that the fund-raising meeting is over, Prince Ding's property... is still only one thousand taels of silver.
The poor Zhao Huan became the leader of the fund-raising meeting. Zhao Ji felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly.
"Since it is a rule, then follow the rules."
"Give him what should be given to him!"
Zhao Ji waved his hand, and the household official bowed his head and retreated. His eyes swept over the civil and military ministers, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"Are you all mute?"
The officials on the scene knelt on the ground with their heads lowered and secretly exchanged glances. No one dared to show their heads.
The father and son can fight each other as much as they like, whoever gets involved is stupid.
Tong Guan secretly cursed these losers. When they were dividing the money, each one was better than the other. When it came time for them to deal with it, they all acted like cowards.
"Your Majesty, can you hear...what happened in Xunmo Pavilion earlier?"
Xunmo Pavilion?
Zhao Ji snorted softly: "The Hanlin Academy is just an arty place, what kind of waves can it make?"
Tong Guan lowered his head knowingly and said softly: "It didn't make waves, but it broke the sky..."
"Although the fundraising meeting has ended, the remaining power is even greater!"
"I will read you the poem written by King Ding, and your Majesty will understand."
"Killed a million soldiers of the Tartars, and the sword on his waist was still bloody..."
"...Once the red sun rises, it is still level with the sky!"
Snap!
Zhao Ji slapped the teacup in front of him away with a slap, and it flew out just in time to hit Tong Guan's head.
"This treacherous son will not give up until the flames of war burn out the world."
"Even if we raise 900,000 yuan, what's the use!"
"If we let this traitor continue to cause trouble, the Song Dynasty will die because of him."
"Quick decision! Quick decision!"
This was what Tong Guan was waiting for. He immediately walked out of the imperial study and asked the young eunuch to tell Gao Qi that within three days, as long as he could suppress Zhao Huan's arrogance, he would do whatever it took!
Tong Guan clasped his hands behind his back and turned to look at the Imperial Study Room with extremely sinister eyes: "Your Majesty, I am more anxious than you about getting rid of Prince Ding!"
"If one day King Ding achieves great things, won't this old slave die without his body intact?"
"Hehehe... Old slave is not the only one who sacrifices blood to the king's seal?"
At this time, in the courtyard of Prince Ding's Mansion, Zhao Huan was stamping his feet and cursing in the street.
"Gao Qiu, an old man who is dishonest, promised to pay the arrears of 30,000 taels of silver today."
"So far, I haven't even seen a single copper plate!"
"A noble man of first rank refuses to repay his debts? Shameless!"
Zhu Lian, who was sitting in the lobby reading a book, frowned slightly when he heard Zhao Huan's scolding.
Your Majesty, you are so vulgar, how can you behave like this?
In the past, Zhu Lian would have had Zhao Huan's mouth blocked long ago!
But this time, Zhu Lian was silent for the first time. He just winked at Xiaochai and signaled to close the door so as not to disturb her elegance.
As a result, as soon as Xiaochai closed the door, Zhao Huan kicked the door open and rushed in angrily.
"Daughter-in-law! Those 30,000 taels of silver were the money I used to buy you a big gold chain!"
"Old thief Gao Qiu went back on his promise and was extremely shameless!"
Zhu Lian frowned slightly: "Big gold chain? Vulgar!"
However, Zhao Huan held his head high and showed no restraint: "My beloved concubine naturally wants to be looked up to by others, and she wears the most expensive clothes and the most flamboyant jewelry!"
"After much thought, only a big gold chain can match the temperament of my beloved concubine."
Xiaochai curled her lips, with a look of disgust on her face: "If the prince really loves you, he should first buy a new coat for the princess."
Zhao Huan almost forgot about this matter, and hurriedly came to Zhu Lian and read a scripture: "My beloved concubine, after I personally measure your size, I might as well send someone to tailor the clothes."
Those sharp eyes seemed to say... If you don't want these hands anymore, you can still get involved in this palace.
At this moment, Changfu's shout suddenly came from behind.
"Your Majesty, the Gao family sent someone to deliver the money."
Zhao Huan quickly borrowed the donkey from the slope and smiled: "Business matters are important. I will tailor clothes for my beloved concubine later."
Seeing Zhao Huan turn around and run away, Zhu Lian snorted: "Coward!"
Xiaochai on the side covered her mouth and snickered: "If the prince is a coward, are there any men in the world?"
"Whether it's punishing Gao Yaokang, confronting the emperor at a fund-raising meeting, or Xunmo Pavilion's bold words to kill millions of Tartar soldiers..."
"In terms of valor and courage, even if I search all over Bianjing, there will be no one who can match the prince."
"But when I returned to the palace and faced Her Royal Highness, the ferocious wolf with a shocking reputation turned into a docile dog in the blink of an eye..."
"Why don't the princess give the prince a chance to make amends?"
Zhu Lian's expression did not change at all. With a glance from the corner of his eye, Xiaochai quickly lowered his head in understanding.
"You're the only one who talks too much!"
Zhu Lian picked up the book of poems and carefully considered the words and sentences while appreciating the poems where the ink was still wet.
The quick-thinking businessman had already compiled all the poems written by Zhao Huan on paper.
Although Zhu Lian was extremely disgusted and tore off the book cover with "Ding Wang's Poetry Collection" printed on it, the sonorous words and majestic sentences could still be seen in his eyes.
She sighed softly in her heart.
"If you can really lead the palace to tide over the difficulties, the grudges of ten years will be wiped out."
"It's just a lonely tree that can't support itself...how can you turn decay into something magical?"
At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the yard.
Zhu Lian's heart sank, he quickly put down his poetry collection and walked away quickly.
There were four large wooden boxes at the door of Prince Ding's Mansion. They had all been opened. The first three were filled with silver ingots, but the fourth box was filled with bloody human heads!
The strong and pungent smell of blood hit his face.
After all, Zhu Lian had seen big scenes, so he could still keep his composure, but Zhao Huan's face was already pale.
Immediately afterwards...
He spat it out with a "wow" sound.
"Prince, are you okay?" Changfu panicked, kicked the lid of the box shut, and quickly supported Zhao Huan.
Zhu Lian and Xiaochai looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
They could no longer tell whether Zhao Huan was brave and fearless, or... timid as a mouse...
Just a dozen heads, so frightened like this?
"I'm in a big mess!" Zhao Huan vomited wildly and wailed loudly.
Although Zhao Huan abolished the schedule and killed Gao Yaokang, after all, someone did it for him, and now he saw a bunch of bloody heads with his own eyes.
This kind of scene was too shocking for Zhao Huan.
and……
Zhao Huan recognized that the heads in the box were all Northern Frontier martyrs!