After the dragon case, the emperor's face became serious. He looked at the densely packed numbers on the account book and asked in disbelief:

"You mean I have no money?"

"I've been so frugal that I've worn the same pair of underwear for eight years and I didn't even bother to change it even though it had a hole in it. Where did my money go? You help me manage my money, but it keeps getting less and less. Did you embezzle it?"

The Minister of Finance was so frightened after hearing this that he almost gasped:

"Your Majesty, I dare not take your money!"

"Who took it then?"

"This, this, this..." He was so scared that his face turned pale and sweat broke out in big drops.

"Your Majesty, you are indeed very frugal and love your people like your own children. For decades, you have never raised taxes. You would rather suffer a little yourself so that your people can live a good life."

The Minister of Revenue knelt on the ground, his body trembling and shaking:

"But, but... you are too generous... whether it is a big or small family banquet or a reward for meritorious service, you just wave your hand and the gold pours out like flowing water... Have you forgotten..."

When the emperor thought about it carefully, it seemed to be true.

However, he still didn't want to accept the fact that he had no money.

He is the emperor, the ruler of a country, and even he has no money. If others knew about it, wouldn't it be a huge joke?

"We still have to make it a big event. The Crown Prince is appointing a concubine. If the ceremony is too simple, wouldn't it make the royal family look petty?"

"But, but this money..."

"I will do it for him and ask the prince to pay for it himself. I will give him one month to return the two hundred thousand taels to the national treasury."

"???"

etc.

The prince did nothing, but he owed the national treasury two hundred thousand taels of silver?

Why is this logic not right?

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The prince, who was in debt from heaven, was sitting at home when he heard the news and kowtowed to thank the emperor for his grace.

On the day of establishing the concubine, everything was kept simple and no grand ceremony was held.

Prince's Mansion.

The two concubines were dressed in light pink clothes. After entering the room, they knelt down and served tea to the Crown Princess. After the Crown Princess drank the tea, it meant that the ceremony was completed.

The concubine could not wear bright red wedding dresses and could not perform the wedding ceremony with the crown prince.

After being sent to the bridal chamber, the guests ate at the wedding banquet, toasted, chatted and had lively conversation.

Qin Ye grabbed a handful of melon seeds, sat on a wooden chair in the corridor, crossed his legs, and glanced at the ceremonial officer who was receiving gifts not far away.

The ceremonial officer remembered people's names and gifts. The gifts on the table were piled as high as a small mountain, and the cash was as thick as a palm. The ceremonial officer laughed so hard that his teeth fell out.

Look at the wealth of the Prince's Mansion, and then think about the poverty of Prince Chen's Mansion...

The Chen Palace is really poor.

In just two days, shall we hold a 23rd birthday party for Zong Zhengchen and accept some gifts?

Just as I was thinking about it, I caught a glimpse of a man and a woman walking one after the other out of the corner of my eye. The man was dressed in white, gentle and elegant, walking with his hands behind his back. The woman was holding up the hem of her skirt and jogging after him, but she couldn't catch up with him and looked a little embarrassed.

King Li?

Qin Jiaojiao?

Judging from the appearance, Qin Jiaojiao doesn't seem to be favored?

Her eyebrows slightly raised, and she suddenly became interested.

When I saw Qin Jiaojiao, I thought of Anshi; when I thought of Anshi, I thought of my biological mother...

Qin Ye's eyes deepened slightly, and he slowly stopped cracking melon seeds. He looked at King Li and Qin Jiaojiao, with a calculating look in his eyes.

suddenly.

The king turned around.

As if they had telepathic connection, their eyes suddenly met in the air.

Look at each other.

Qin Ye curled his lips, threw the melon seeds back into the plate, patted the crumbs on his palms, and waved to him.

The man was slightly startled, a hint of surprise flashed across his gentle eyes, and he walked towards her.

Qin Jiaojiao was about to catch up.

He whispered, "Go to the banquet, you don't have to follow."