Chapter 170 Some are happy, some are sad

Wei Shoufu is the most important minister in the court. Whatever Wei Shoufu wants to know, how can he, a small minister of the Ministry of Revenue, resist?

If the emperor is dissatisfied with this, he should punish Wei Shoufu severely. How much responsibility does he have?

In the end, his losses are greater than Wei Shoufu's...

Lord Zhao is not fair!

Lord Zhao strongly opposes the emperor's allocation of money to local governments because of concerns about snowfall, in order to win back a city and

pick up the lost face.

He wants everyone to know that his position as minister cannot be shaken, and at the same time let the emperor understand that he is an indispensable existence in the court.

Who knows, he was slapped in the face...

The person who was slapped in the face was not the emperor, but Minister Zhao himself.

The emperor was not worrying about nothing, it was Minister Zhao who was short-sighted and inconsiderate.

Minister Zhao had to make assumptions.

If he had really stopped the emperor that day, then with this heavy snow,

not to mention the death of a group of people, even if only one person died, the emperor would definitely take the blame for that person's death.

In an instant, Minister Zhao, with cold sweat on his forehead, finally realized his precarious situation.

Apart from the reactions of these people, there were only these two who, if observed carefully, were really happy.

One of them was the fourth prince who sent people to collect grain together with the crown prince.

With such a disaster, it goes without saying that the price of grain would rise at a terrifying rate.

The fourth prince can use this batch of grain to do a lot of things!

In addition to the fourth prince, the happiest person in the court was Zhu Dingxing who was standing in the middle.

After Zhu Dingxing gave Zhu Yingyan 10,000 taels of silver, he did not just throw it away and let Zhu Yingyan squander it.

Therefore, Zhu Dingxing would call Zhu Yingyan to his side from time to time and

ask Zhu Yingyan what her plan was and how she spent the 10,000 taels of silver.

Before the snow fell, Zhu Yingyan kept her plans and actions a secret, and just asked Zhu Dingxing to wait,

and said that she would give Zhu Dingxing a satisfactory answer before the New Year.

Seeing that Zhu Yingyan did not want to drag it until after the New Year, Zhu Dingxing was dissatisfied and could only endure it.

As soon as the heavy snow started, Zhu Yingyan breathed a sigh of relief to Zhu Dingxing:

"Dad, did you see, it's snowing outside."

Zhu Dingxing, who had not gotten a definite answer from Zhu Yingyan, was naturally in a bad mood. He replied in a bad tone:

"Father is not blind. How can I not see such heavy snow?"

Zhu Yingyan smiled: "Dad, do you believe that the snow will get heavier and heavier and will not stop for a while?"

"When can you predict it?"

Zhu Dingxing was confused:

"Besides, if it is really as you said, what does it have to do with you?"

Wait...

Zhu Dingxing came to his senses:

"The plan you mentioned to me earlier, can it be related to this snow?"

Zhu Yingyan is a man who has died once, so he must be cautious.

How could she tell Zhu Dingxing that she had known there would be such a heavy snowfall, and all her plans were made for the heavy snowstorm.

"Maybe it was just a coincidence, and the plan in my mind was easier to accomplish when it encountered this heavy snowfall."

"Be more specific!"

Zhu Yingyan finally agreed, but Zhu Dingxing didn't want to wait any longer.

"I just heard that the harvest in Jiangnan is particularly good this year, and I think it's a good opportunity to harvest grain..."

Zhu Dingxing frowned:

"So, you took the 10,000 taels of silver and went to harvest grain?"

Zhu Dingxing didn't think that this year was a good time to harvest grain.

They didn't have a granary, so what were they going to do with so much grain?

If the new grain cannot be sold, it will become stale grain and she will have to stick it in her hands.

Even at this time, hearing that her father was still against her, Zhu Yingyan was glad that she had always been on guard against her biological father.

If she had told her father about the grain collection earlier,

she was afraid that her father would find ways to sell it at a low price in order to avoid losses.

She worked so hard to collect such a small amount of grain, how could she let her father just waste all the grain.

"Dad, it's snowing today."

"So what if it's snowing today..."

Zhu Dingxing seemed to understand Zhu Yingyan's meaning before he finished speaking.

Zhu Yingyan continued:

"Dad, look at the snow outside, is it getting heavier?"

In the past, if he didn't open the window, Zhu Dingxing couldn't see whether the snow outside was heavy or not.

But didn't Zhu Xuntao make glass?

Because it was new, it was in great demand.

Zhu Dingxing didn't get a position in glass production by relying on Zhu Xuntao's fame.

But the prince gave Zhu Dingxing another favor. When a bunch of people were competing for it,

he allocated a quota of study glass to Zhu Dingxing, so that Zhu Dingxing could feel how good

the glass made by his daughter Zhu Xuntao was.

He knew that many people were laughing at him, laughing at him for being blind, mistreating Zhu Xuntao, and

causing Zhu Xuntao to be alienated from him.

After Zhu Xuntao became successful, his biological father didn't get any credit at all.

But glass is really rare.

Having seen the beauty of glass windows, Zhu Dingxing controlled his desire and refused the prince's "good intentions", but he couldn't do it.

So, Zhu Dingxing replaced the glass windows in his study before most people.

With the glass window, Zhu Dingxing could easily see the heavy snow outside:

"That's right."

Zhu Yingyan's smile deepened:

"Dad, what will happen if this snow continues overnight?"

"All night?"

Zhu Dingxing frowned, "I'm afraid there will be a snowstorm."

In this situation, Zhu Dingxing couldn't say that the snow would stop at any time after a while.

"Yes, if there is a snowstorm, the price of grain..."

"It will definitely rise at an extremely exaggerated rate. The longer the snowstorm lasts, the higher the grain price will be." Auspicious

snow can only indicate a good harvest.

If it is a snowstorm, the low temperature will only freeze the crops in the fields and make it unfavorable for farming.

In this case, the increase in grain prices is completely predictable.

"Okay!"

After thinking this through, Zhu Dingxing was willing to admit that Zhu Yingyan's grain collection made sense.

"The Zhu Mansion's shops are all ready-made, you can use any one you like."

It was not a problem to sell the grain temporarily.

As long as Zhu Yingyan could really make money for the Zhu Mansion, no matter how much, it would be a good thing.

Moreover, Zhu Dingxing felt that Zhu Yingyan must make a lot of money this time.

It was just that he didn't know how much grain Zhu Yingyan had purchased, and whether the profit could exceed that of Zhu Xuntao's silver mirror shop.

As for the glass business, Zhu Dingxing had no intention of letting Zhu Yingyan's grain compete with it.

Because there was no comparison.

"No hurry."

The food she had was hard to come by, and the quantity was limited, not even close to what she had planned.