"Mr. Huang, it's time for us to go."

Looking at the little emperor who was reluctant to leave An Jingzhi, the eunuch said helplessly.

The little emperor sighed and handed a waist badge to An Jingzhi. "If you have any problems in the future, just take this badge and go to the local prefect."

An Jingzhi accepted it without hesitation, "Okay, I'll remember that. Be careful on your journey."

The other party nodded and was about to leave when suddenly a man ran towards them in a hurry. The guards beside the little emperor all drew their knives, stood ready, and shouted urgently:

“Stop!”

The other party stopped and immediately took out the token. The guard standing in the front checked it before talking to the other party. Then the guard's face changed drastically, turned around and hurried to the eunuch.

After listening to the conversation, the eunuch leaned over and whispered in the little emperor's ear, and the little emperor's face looked unhappy.

An Jingzhi asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Did something happen? Is there anything I can help with?"

The young emperor was not shy. He trusted An Jingzhi and said, "The Turks are heading south. Jingzhi, I'll go ahead."

After saying this, he left in a hurry.

…

"What?! The boy you were playing with is the current emperor?!" Dong Shuangyan was so scared after hearing this that she immediately slipped off the chair and fell to the ground.

An Jingzhi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry and quickly helped the other person up.

"Mom, you get up first."

The highest-ranking official Dong Shuangyan had ever seen in her life was the county magistrate.

When she thought about the fact that she had picked up food for the other person, her heart started beating even faster.

Her legs trembled as she sat back on the chair with the help of An Jingzhi. "Son, your mother is still serving food to others. Your Majesty won't blame me, will he?"

"Mom, what are you thinking? If he blamed you, he would have said it right then and there. You're really worrying too much."

He took out the badge from his waist and said, "This is the badge he gave me. If he blamed our family, how could he give me this badge? I can go directly to the prefect with this badge."

It took Dong Shuangyan a long time to digest today's news.

"I just want to tell you that the war in the north is not going well. I'm afraid we'll need a lot of cotton-padded clothes. So you have to work hard and make more cotton-padded clothes while the weather is still warm."

"When the time comes, we will donate it directly to the front line."

Dong Shuangyan had just recovered when An Jingzhi gave her shocking news, "Are the Turks trying to steal our things again? Never mind. Luckily, we're far away from them, so they can't steal us anymore."

"You just said to donate the cotton-padded clothes? You prodigal son, do you know how much these cotton-padded clothes are worth? If we donate them all, will our family starve to death?!"

There were only mother and son in the room; everyone else had been sent out by An Jingzhi.

But he still whispered to Dong Shuangyan, "Mother, don't you know during this time together? The little emperor is a generous man. We can't ask for anything actively. We just need to show our integrity. That way, he will not only look up to us, but also give us more rewards!"

"Weren't we discussing before that we had to donate a large amount of silver in order to obtain the title and reward from the court?"

"When the war begins on the front lines and the weather gets cold, people will definitely need warm clothing. If we donate a large amount of warm clothing for free at this time, would that be considered a contribution to the country?"

"Although the number may not be that large, our patriotism is there. We are almost bankrupt. And the young emperor is an acquaintance of ours. Do you think he will treat us unfairly?"

Dong Shuangyan was not a fool. She reacted immediately, but she still had some concerns in her heart.

"What you said makes sense, but..."

An Jingzhi: "Oh, mother, please don't worry so much. Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk. Whether we can get a title in this lifetime may depend on this time."

"Even if we really sell all our property and don't get any profit from making cotton clothes, we have gained a lot of reputation, so it won't be difficult to make a comeback."

…

After returning to the palace, the little emperor no longer had time to go out on incognito visits.

The Turks were brutal and constantly burned, killed and looted on the border. The young emperor wanted to lead the troops himself many times.

Although he likes to have fun, he also has some talent in military affairs.

However, despite repeated dissuasion from his ministers, he was unable to go to the front line.

Large quantities of food and troops were continuously transported to the border, and the treasury became increasingly empty.

At this time, the little emperor couldn't help but think of the billiards competition organized by An Jingzhi, where the small Zeyun County could earn 10,000 taels.

If he held a national billiards competition in the name of the emperor, could he make a million taels?

After thinking for a while, he began to deal with memorials.

Dong Shuangyan, a woman from Zeyun County in Li'an Prefecture, donated 50,000 cotton-padded jackets, 50,000 pairs of cotton trousers, and gloves... and 500 dan of grain...

This letter was written personally by the prefect of Li'an Prefecture. An Jingzhi and his men were just businessmen, and they had no way to donate things. The money might be swallowed up as soon as they donated it.

An Jingzhi personally took the token given to him by the little emperor to see the prefect. With this token, the prefect naturally did not dare to do anything to him.

I personally collected the materials they donated and wrote a letter to explain the situation.

Having stayed in Anjing's house, the little emperor naturally knew what cotton-padded clothes and trousers were.

"I really didn't misjudge him."

It is cold at the border now, and these warm clothes are needed. A few days ago, he asked the ministers in the court to donate some silver for the border, but they all declined.

The next day he cursed all the ministers in the court.

"Look at you! One or two of you, yet you still say you're speaking for the people! When the border soldiers need you, you turn a deaf ear and dumb! The entire court is not even as good as a merchant!"

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