Helpless, Lu Xiaoyun had no choice but to ask Yuan Xiu to bring her the account books in the next few days.
However, she had never run a business in modern times, so she wasn't much better off than Yuan Xiu.
Then she thought of someone.
Anyway, she saw it. Inside that room, there was nothing else but a huge pile of silly storybooks for deceiving young girls.
Of the 500,000 taels of silver allocated for disaster relief, only 100,000 taels were still short of being handed over by the Crown Prince. The remaining 400,000 taels had all been delivered, and the Third Prince had already begun purchasing relief supplies such as grain and cotton quilts.
Feng Yan, who had been sent by Lu Xiaoyun to find out where the Crown Prince was raising money, has returned.
"My lord, the Crown Prince had no choice but to offer ten shops and five estates for sale. I have inspected them, and the locations of these shops and estates are not very good."
Lu Xiaoyun lifted her eyelids. It seemed that her mention of 100,000 taels in the Imperial Study had forced Zhu Zhi to offer 200,000 taels, leaving him with no way out.
"Find someone to take over these shops and estates, and lower the prices by another 20%. Force the Crown Prince to give up two more shops, and be careful to do it discreetly."
"yes."
Lu Xiaoyun looked up: "Didn't Bu Feizhang raise any money for the Crown Prince this time?"
Feng Yan said, "Prime Minister Bu is not well-off either. He only sent 50,000 taels of silver to the Crown Prince. He has already hinted to his officials to send silver to the Crown Prince. However, the amount is huge this time, and the Ministry of Revenue is pressing for payment, so the Crown Prince has no choice but to sell these unprofitable shops and estates."
Lu Xiaoyun wanted the Crown Prince to squander his assets little by little.
"In addition..." Feng Yan hesitated before speaking.
Lu Xiaoyun looked up at him. Feng Yan wasn't one to hesitate when he spoke: "Speak."
"It seems the Crown Prince has secretly ordered people to inquire which wealthy merchant's household has a daughter of marriageable age, and the Crown Prince has promised to grant her the position of a concubine."
Lu Xiaoyun sneered. "Is Zhu Zhi out of his mind? He's trying to make money with his lower body."
Given his excessive indulgence and the fact that he's been sexually assaulted, he still dares to dream of doing this.
Her behavior is comparable to Zhu Chen's.
"Understood. Continue to keep a close eye on the Crown Prince's residence, and report any unusual activity immediately."
"yes."
"Also, send people to keep a close eye on the Third Prince's residence, especially on the grain, cotton clothing, and quilts that he purchases."
Feng Yan understood his master's meaning and quickly accepted the order to leave.
In two days it will be the Lantern Festival. The old emperor's treasury is not full, but the lanterns he personally lit for the Lantern Festival are extremely grand.
By the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, the Crown Prince had finally managed to scrape together 200,000 taels of silver.
...
As soon as Lu Yucheng stepped into Zhu Yu's room, he saw Old Hong examining his sister's back injury.
As he watched, Old Hong kept marveling, "My God, it's truly amazing!"
As soon as Li Feng saw him come in, she hurriedly hid the things she was carrying behind her back.
Lu Yucheng's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand: "Give it to me!"
Li Feng cautiously took out the things behind her.
Lu Yucheng picked up the white jade porcelain bottle and asked in a deep voice, "What is this?"
Zhu Yu glanced at Lu Yucheng, pursed his lips, and remained silent.
Old Master Hong laughed and said, "The reason why Miss's injuries healed so quickly is all thanks to the medicine prescribed by Mr. Lu, which His Highness Prince An sent over."
Lu Yucheng glanced at Zhu Yu, then looked at Li Feng: "Did the Prince of An send this over?"
Li Feng nodded silently.
Old Master Hong said, "Miss's external injuries are no longer a problem, and I have examined her internal injuries, which are also slowly improving. Continue taking this medicine, and she should recover in two months at most."
Lu Yucheng opened his mouth and mumbled to Li Feng, "Please thank His Highness Prince An and Mr. Lu for me."
Li Feng immediately beamed with joy.
Old Master Hong smiled and said, "I don't need to take my medicine."
Li Feng glanced silently at the magnolia tree on the flower stand.
Qi Yu pointed at the magnolia and said, "Oh, it didn't eat any; it was all fed to it."
Lu Yucheng's face darkened: "Nonsense!"
Old Master Hong laughed heartily: "Hey, young master, every medicine has some toxicity. My medicine is far inferior to Mr. Lu's pills."
That night, just as darkness fell, Zhu Yu sent Li Feng and Qi Yu back to their room.
"Miss, it's still early."
Qi Yu grabbed Li Feng and pulled him outside, saying, "Don't disturb the prince's rendezvous with the young lady."
Zhu Yu's eyes flickered, he chuckled softly, and continued reading the book in his hands.
Of course, these were the storybooks left behind by the original owner.
Just as Hai Shi (9-11 PM) arrived, Lu Xiaoyun repeated the same trick, climbing over the wall into Tongjia Courtyard again, carrying a large package in her hand.
Her martial arts skills recovered extremely quickly. Unlike the first time, when she had to use both her hands and feet to climb over the wall and enter the courtyard, she was no longer a match for most people unless they had skills like Feng Yan and Wu Chuan.
Lu Xiaoyun thought this was excellent.
"You're here so early, did you miss me?" Zhu Yu walked over and wrapped his arms around Lu Xiaoyun's waist.
The movements are already quite skillful.
Lu Xiaoyun trembled. Wasn't it always around this time? She pushed his hand away and asked, "Did you want to see me?"
Lu Xiaoyun shook the thing in her hand.
Zhu Yu's eyes lit up, and he immediately started rummaging through the package: "A gift for me? Jewelry, headdress, or beautiful clothes..."
Before he could finish speaking, the contents of the package fell out.
Zhu Yu's face darkened.
Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Yu saw the several large ledgers and immediately let go of his hand.
The ledger fell to the ground with a thud.
“If Yuan Xiu continues to manage things, your Prince An’s Mansion will go bankrupt.”
Zhu Yu was sullen. It wasn't impossible for him to take charge, but he would have to get some benefits in return.
He glanced sideways at the things lying on the ground; there were ten account books, which would take him several hours to finish.
Seeing his reluctant expression, Lu Xiaoyun asked, "What's wrong? You don't want to? This is your Prince An's mansion."
Zhu Yu snorted coldly: "No, it's yours."
Lu Xiaoyun: "..."
"I'll pay you a salary."
"don't want."
"Then what do you want?"
Zhu Yu turned his face to the side and tapped that fair and tender little face.
Lu Xiaoyun quickly pecked at the young lady.
Zhu Yu reached out to grab him, but unfortunately, the man was now tall and strong, so he couldn't reach him.
The warmth of that person's lips still lingered on his cheek, but time had passed too quickly, so quickly that he didn't even have time to savor it before it was over.
He was unhappy again and sat on the soft couch, sulking.
"Hello?" Lu Xiaoyun bent down to look at the person in front of her.
The man pouted, turned around, and faced Lu Xiaoyun with the back of his head.
Lu Xiaoyun turned around again: "Are you angry?"
"No, I'm angry with myself."
Oh dear, look at that mournful little face, she looks like a lonely woman confined to her boudoir.
Lu Xiaoyun pursed her lips, pulled the person close, pressed her lips to Zhu Yu's face, and then slowly moved them to his cherry-red lips.
Zhu Yu's mind went blank. He used to be the one kissing her, but today she was being so proactive.
Does this mean...?
Zhu Yu opened his mouth and bit her.
The pain made Lu Xiaoyun shrink her neck and immediately try to leave, but Zhu Yu took the initiative, pressing down on the back of her neck and forcing her to bend over to meet his passionate kiss.
After a long while, they slowly released the person.
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