Chapter 356 I Don't Want to Stir You Up
Yu Shengsheng never asked Fu Qingyin why he wanted to overthrow the prince.
As long as the goals are the same, that's enough.
The prince is immoral, cruel and tyrannical. It is a misfortune for the country and a sorrow for the people to have such a person as the monarch.
Inside the Prince’s Mansion, the Prince was furious.
The Ministry of Revenue has clearly told him that it is unable to provide any more funding, the Ministry of Rites has no money, and a skilled cook cannot cook without rice. He can only do his best and there is no way to make the celebration grand.
"Ministry of Revenue, how dare you play tricks on me!"
Mu Que picked up the account book that he had thrown on the ground and said, "Your Highness, I think this has come at the right time."
"Forgive me for being blunt, but even if the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Rites don't say anything, I would still like to advise His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not to bother mobilizing so many troops to hold the incense offering ceremony."
The prince raised his eyes to look at him: "Do you want Father to think that I am concerned about disaster relief and will keep everything simple?"
"Your Highness is wise, that is exactly what you meant."
Mu Que placed the account book in front of him and said, "Whether you come to the palace or not, you are still the crown prince. No one can change your status. Even if the third prince goes, he cannot become the crown prince."
"But if the disaster relief work has a response, it will be different. The people of Yunzhou will remember you, and the censors will also make a note of it and record it in the history books. How can the significance of that be compared to offering incense?"
The prince's anger subsided a lot, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.
Mu Que opened the account book and said, "This is the grain harvest account sent by the farm. I have looked through it and found that apart from this year's harvest, there is still some grain in the warehouse. It is better to donate it all and hand it over to the Ministry of Revenue."
The prince frowned slightly, lowered his head to look at the booklet, and felt a little reluctant.
It’s not that I’m reluctant to part with the grain. I was going to sell it for silver anyway.
His Prince's Mansion, together with the Eastern Palace, had huge expenses. Not to mention that he was the crown prince of a country, everyone thought he lived a good life, with gold and silver to use at will. But in fact, that was not the case. He also lived a tight life.
To attract talents and win people's hearts, which one does not require money?
Just because he says "I am the prince", others have to obey and submit unconditionally.
But right now... it is indeed a good opportunity. He can let those stubborn censors say a few words for him and make those civil officials and censors have a good impression of him. There is no better opportunity than the disaster.
The prince thought about it again and again, then nodded and agreed: "Well, I'll donate them all."
The weather will be cooler soon anyway, and by then, the charcoal tributes from various places will be another source of income, so I should be able to make a living.
If all else fails, ask your mother for help. She will definitely have a way.
The prince handed the account book to Mu Que and said, "Go and do it."
"yes."
Mu Que took the booklet and went to do the work. As soon as he got down the stairs, the servant came to report: "Your Highness, the Minister of Rites wants to see you. He said he wants to talk to you about the procedures."
The prince was unhappy, but he could not show it: "Let him in."
In fact, there is no need to discuss it, we know what the Ministry of Rites is going to say.
Boring.
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When Lu Jinming received the grain donated by the prince, he felt that it was a bit too hot to handle, but since things had come to this point, there was nothing he could do except to do his best to carry out disaster relief work first.
When I got home after a busy day, the old housekeeper came to greet me as soon as I entered the door.
The old butler had been his personal servant when he was young. He was the most loyal and one of the people he trusted the most.
After learning that the Night Pearl was in Yu Shengsheng's hands, he returned and went to look for Yan, but Yan was not at home. He was in a hurry to do his work, so he handed the matter over to the old housekeeper.
Tell the old butler to wait for Yan to come back, then arrest the man and temporarily confine him to the yard, and then interrogate him when he comes back.
"Locked up? Did you say anything?"
The old housekeeper whispered, "Master, she is not back."
"What?" Lu Jinming paused, "You didn't come back?"
He sensed something was wrong. Although Yan loved to play, she wouldn't stay away from home for such a long time, especially not at night.
Just as he was about to go and check, Mrs. Lu sent someone to ask him to come over, saying that there was something important.
Lu Jinming could only hold back and go to see his wife. When he came in, he saw Yan, the confession on the table, and the evidence of adultery with Doctor Cui.
The Lu family’s backyard suddenly exploded.
While Yu Shengsheng was listening to Jin Baobao's vivid description of these things, she was eating a jade white melon. She brought back two from Zhenqiao Tower, which was just right for everyone to share.
"Miss, I was outside the Lu Mansion and heard Minister Lu's voice. It was so loud that it almost broke my legs."
"He also sent someone with a name card to Jingzhao Prefecture to bring Doctor Cui in. He beat the concubine so hard that her voice became hoarse from crying."
"Dr. Cui died in his home?" Lu Hu asked.
"No, he was dragged out later, but it looked pretty bad."
Yu Shengsheng ate a small piece of melon and said, "No, if someone is beaten to death in his house, it will be bad luck and it will be considered as setting up a private court. As a minister, how could he not know this? He will not let anyone catch him with such a handle."
Madam Zhou took over the conversation: "I have heard of that shop. It costs a lot to see a doctor, and the medicine is expensive. If it weren't for the two doctors who are really capable, I really don't want to go there."
"It will be gone soon," Yu Shengsheng said, "It's time to vacate that shop."
As it grew darker, Yu Shengsheng took Jin Baobao and Lu Hu back to the Su Mansion.
The day for burning incense was approaching, so she would not come to the small house for the next few days. She left some silver for Madam Zhou.
Nanny Zhou was really reluctant to let Yu Shengsheng go, and reminded Jin Baobao and Lu Hu to bring a few more clothes, a cloak, and necessary medicines for Yu Shengsheng when they went to pay homage.
The two of them wrote it down one by one to reassure her.
After returning to the Su family, Yu Shengsheng met Su Zhiyi before she returned to the courtyard.
"Oh, you're finally back? I wonder where you've been these past two days?"
Yu Shengsheng said nonchalantly: "What does it have to do with you? What do you have to do? Why are you staring at me every day?"
Su Zhiyi snorted, "Of course I'm afraid that you'll bring shame to the Su family. If you do something shameful, I'll have to suffer as well."
"My last name is not Su, so I can't represent the Su family. My face is not the same as yours, so don't flatter yourself," Yu Shengsheng said bluntly. "As for losing face, it's you who should be careful. You just entered Jingzhao Prefecture a few days ago, and you've only been back for a few days? You should be quiet."
"No matter what I do, I never stay out all night, unlike you..."
"Oh, I didn't want to tell you, not because I'm afraid of you, but because I don't want to provoke you. After all, you're a person with crippled legs. If you get irritated and become even more disabled, and then you blame me, I can't bear it."
"But since you are like this, I will tell you."
"I went to the farm. The weather has cooled down. I went to the hot springs to nourish my body," Yu Shengsheng stroked his face, "How is it? You look good, right?"
Su Zhiyi: “…”
"It's a pity that you can't go, because Zhuangzi is mine and I don't want you to go." Yu Shengsheng raised an eyebrow, angry to death, "I hate you."
Su Zhiyi said in a sharp voice: "Yu Shengsheng, what are you so proud of? I..."
Before he could finish his words, a cold shout came: "Zhiyi, shut up!"
Su Zhiyi turned around.
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