Hearing Kangxi's words, he rolled his eyes. Raising his younger siblings was his own business, what did it have to do with him? Besides, who doesn't have money to raise children? His imperial father was rich. In recent years, the profits from glass and the profits from this lamp had earned his imperial father a lot, much more than he had.

Now he's here saying he has no money.

I don't believe it!

Then Yinreng successfully ignited Kangxi's already raging anger, and in the end, he couldn't escape a severe beating.

Yinreng covered his bottom with a pained expression, unable to sit on the stool.

Kangxi sat there with his eyes closed, and after a while he spoke: "Speak, what exactly do you want to do, and why did you send the money to the Ministry of Revenue?"

Yinreng looked at Kangxi with some grievance. He wanted to argue back, but seeing his father's unfriendly gaze, he quickly expressed his thoughts and even took out the plan he had prepared.

Kangxi looked at the plan that Yinreng brought out, and his lips twitched. Good heavens, this is a plan? Isn't this some kind of money-devouring beast?

How much money will all this stuff cost, and how much work will it take?

Moreover, in the end, it was still him who made the decisions. Thinking of this, Kangxi's gaze towards Yinreng became even more hostile.

Yinreng smiled somewhat ingratiatingly.

"Alright, since you've already done this, I won't say anything more. I'll leave this matter to you. As long as you do it well, I'll forgive and forget. But if you don't do it well..." Kangxi said, scanning Yinreng up and down before fixing his gaze on Yinreng's buttocks.

Startled, Yinreng quickly covered his buttocks, almost forgetting about Emperor Kangxi.

But he quickly remembered: "Father, I am still young. Besides, it was I who brought this up. Shouldn't I avoid suspicion? Father, please find someone else."

Yinreng looked at Kangxi with pleading eyes. He had only handed over the money to the Ministry of Revenue to get rid of the problem. If he didn't get rid of the problem and still had to give away the money, he would be at a huge loss.

Looking at Yinreng's expression, Kangxi sneered, "No need for that. What's the point of avoiding suspicion? I'll leave this matter to you. If I see you doing a bad job, see how I deal with you. Now, leave." After saying that, Kangxi ordered someone to escort Yinreng out.

They completely disregarded Yinreng's protests.

Looking at the tightly closed gate in front of him, Yinreng felt ashen-faced. Thinking about the report he had just submitted regarding the prohibition of maritime trade, Yinreng felt a wave of dizziness. He had set a five-year goal for this; if he were to be in charge, wouldn't he be busy for five years?

Thinking of this, Yinreng was overcome with grief and called out through the door for a long time, hoping that his father would change his mind.

But no one paid him any attention. Looking at the silent room, Yinreng felt very unhappy, knowing that this was something he had to do.

No, absolutely not. If he were to do it himself, Yinreng thought about the pictures that Maomao had shown him about the working conditions of corporate slaves, and he realized that he couldn't do it.

So, Yinreng simply tugged at his clothes and headed to the Ministry of Revenue. Although he had come up empty-handed, he knew that since he had taken the money, he had to work for him; not working was not an option.

Kangxi heard Yinreng leaving from inside, and then heard an announcement that he had gone to the Ministry of Revenue.

Kangxi chuckled and shook his head, letting him be. He was well aware of Chen Tingjing's thoughts; he knew it was wrong to accept Bao Cheng's money, but he still accepted it without telling him.

It's just that they're afraid he'll regret it if he finds out, but as long as he accepts it, even the emperor won't ask for it back.

Emperor Kangxi admitted that he could not bring himself to ask for money back that had already gone into the national treasury.

So since he's already taken the money, let the two of them take responsibility for this matter.

So the Minister of Revenue was unable to return home before curfew tonight, while Crown Prince Yinreng returned to the palace in high spirits. Poor Minister Chen had no choice but to sleep on the floor in the Ministry of Revenue all day.

The next day at work, everyone noticed Lord Chen's enormous dark circles under his eyes. They asked him what was wrong, but no one could get a clear answer. Only Lord Chen's mournful gaze made people feel very uncomfortable.

Then Yinreng got busy. Mingxiu was quite helpless after hearing what had happened from Kangxi. She didn't know what to say to the petty Kangxi, so she could only tell people to keep an eye on Yinreng's health.

There was nothing he could do; it was his own doing that caused this trouble. Although from Mingxiu's perspective, he hadn't done anything wrong, Kangxi hadn't done anything wrong either. It's normal for him to take responsibility for what he created, especially since there was Lord Chen working with him.

Then it was time to send Chenghuan to the Imperial Study. The princesses could return to their rooms at night after studying, so Mingxiu didn't pack any extra bedding, just some things she needed to take to school.

Although Cheng Huan didn't like the pink rabbit-shaped backpack, she still carried it because she thought of her mother's good intentions.

The backpack was worn on the back, and the two long, drooping rabbit ears swayed with each hop of its owner.

Seeing how adorable she looked, Mingxiu prepared food and drinks for her, making sure nothing was forgotten before having Yuqing deliver the person over.

Mingxiu initially intended to deliver the gifts herself, but Chenghuan learned from chatting with the other ladies that they were all delivered by palace maids.

So he directly rejected Mingxiu's idea and let Yuqing take her there.

All that remained was Mingxiu, her eyes red-rimmed, standing at the door watching her child's figure recede into the distance.

Then he took out the chili pepper in his hand, threw it aside, cheered, and went back.

The palace maids serving nearby exchanged helpless glances.

Mingxiu was overjoyed. Finally, she had sent the child away, and now the palace was hers to rule. Mingxiu kicked her leg and threw her shoes behind her. Then, she happily ran around on the carpet in the room, wearing only her socks.

Mingxiu felt no sadness at all at having to let her child go to school; on the contrary, she was very happy, probably because she knew the child would be back soon.

So she wasn't sad at all. When it was noon, Mingxiu was in a good mood and made a bento for Chenghuan. The rice was made into rice balls and topped with sesame seeds and vegetables to make a little person shape, which was very cute.

Then the vegetables were also shaped into stars or hearts, and after they were made, they were sent directly to the Imperial Study.

When Chenghuan opened her lunchbox, she was immediately greeted with cheers and exclamations of admiration from a group of young women nearby, all of whom loved it.

Surrounding Chenghuan, they chatted about this and that, making Chenghuan a little embarrassed by the praise. She remembered that her mother had prepared a lot of food today, and realized that she couldn't finish it all by herself, so she generously shared her food with the sisters next to her.

Everyone likes it very much.