"What Jockey Club is it? I don't know!"
Huang Qubing looked completely confused, and his expression was particularly naive.
The clan elders will not be dismissed so easily.
"Universal Racecourse Jockey Club, you are the Shaofu Household Commander, how could you not know?"
"I really don't know." Huang Qubing said innocently and aggrievedly, "War is about to break out, who would care about a mere Jockey Club?"
"War? Where's the war? Don't talk nonsense, kid."
"This is not nonsense. The court has received news that Xiliang has wolfish ambitions and is invading again, killing our border troops and civilians. Judging from your majesty's attitude, this war must be fought."
This statement is earth-shattering.
The clan elders' attention was indeed diverted, and no one continued to ask about the Jockey Club.
There's going to be a war again!
It’s only been two years since the war ended, why are we going to war again?
"Does the imperial court have the money to fight a war? We can just guard the borders and prevent the Western Liang army from entering."
"That's wrong. Have you all forgotten your Majesty's many years of military service? Xiliang has even reached our doorstep. How can we be so humble? We must fight back, and fight hard."
"War requires money and food. Does the Ministry of Revenue have any?"
"There will always be room if we squeeze in. My elders, I still have to go to the palace to see the emperor, so I'll take my leave first."
Huang Qubing finally escaped, covered in cold sweat.
The position of Shaofu Household Manager is not something that ordinary people can hold.
No wonder the position of Shaofu Household Director has always been held by members of the royal family.
If a non-royal family member sits in this position, he will lose his life sooner or later.
There will be a war in the northwest. This is true and has been planned for a long time.
As for where the "Xiliang Army" came from, the Northwest Army has its own way to solve this small matter.
Next, we will provide money and food and fight all the way to the west.
Huang Qubing did not go to the palace to meet the emperor, but returned to the princess's mansion to meet his mother, Princess Fuya.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Princess Fuya was shocked.
"I want to resign from my position as the Shaofu Household Supervisor."
"You fart!"
Princess Fuya's bad temper made her angry to death.
"Do you know how important the position of Shaofu Household Supervisor is? How many people beg for it but can't get it, yet you dare to despise it and even want to resign. Tell me, what are you thinking?"
Huang Qubing said, "It's exhausting! Your Majesty and the Empress are already in control of the situation. Whether I'm the Minister of the Imperial Household or not is irrelevant. And really, I'm not even a true royal family member; at most, I'm a relative by marriage. Mother, do you understand the immense pressure a son must be under, considering I'm a relative by marriage? If you don't understand, ask your father. He was also a Minister of the Imperial Household, so he understands it all."
"Stop talking nonsense to me. The Empress trusts you, so she supports you to become the Minister of the Imperial Household. What a great honor! How long have you been in this position, and you're quitting? Do you believe that before the Empress orders you to die, I will beat you to death first?"
Huang Qubing said, "The Empress is very kind and will never sentence me to death. Besides, if I don't want to be the Minister of the Imperial Household, I can do other things."
"What do you want to do? Ah, tell me what you want to do?" Princess Fuya was so angry that her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached.
Huang Qubing thought for a moment and said, "I still want to go back to my old job and work at Wenqing Bookstore. Even if it means just helping Cui Qi, I'm willing to do that."
The days at Wenqing Bookstore were the happiest, most passionate, enthusiastic and hot-blooded days for him.
Over the years, whenever he felt like he couldn't hold on any longer, he would recall the days at Wenqing Bookstore, and this is what kept him going until today.
Bang!
Princess Fuya slammed the table, "You'd better give up this idea right now. You're helping Cui Qi, how dare you say that? You can afford to lose face, but I can't. Cui Qi is nothing, how can he have the right to order you around? If the Empress hadn't thought they were still useful, the Cui family would have been finished long ago. How could the Cui family continue to mix in the circles of the capital?"
"You can't say that..."
"Shut up right there. The Cui family is the natal family of Empress Ruizhen Cui. Don't say you don't know about the injustices of the past. Even if you don't care, His Majesty and the Empress certainly haven't forgotten. The Cui family must keep their tails between their legs and stop talking about being Cui Qi's assistant. Even if you want to return to Wenqing Bookstore, you can only be the general manager of the bookstore. As for Cui Qi, get the hell out of here."
"Is the mother encouraging her son to burn his bridges?"
"Allowing the Cui family to continue to operate in the capital is already a favor. You were the one who gave up the job at Wenqing Bookstore in the first place, and now you are simply taking it back."
Princess Fuya looked as if it was her right and domineering.
Huang Qubing was delighted. "Mother, do you agree that I should resign from my position as the Minister of the Imperial Household and return to work at Wenqing Bookstore?"
"Bullshit! I didn't agree. I just said that if you must go back, you can only be the chief steward. Also, you must sit in the position of Shaofu Household Director honestly for at least ten years."
Huang Qubing's face fell, "My son can't hold on any longer."
Princess Fuya frowned and was shocked.
She was worried that Huang Qubing would have a relapse, but she couldn't point it out directly.
She calmed down a bit and spoke more slowly, "Just because those royal relatives come to the Shaofu every day to ask for money, you can't stand it? How about this, from now on, if any royal family members come to you, send someone to tell me, and I will take care of it for you. You bastards, how dare you bully my son? I will kill them."
Princess Fuya is aggressive and indeed has the ability and confidence to kill people.
She was the daughter of Emperor Wuzong Kaiyao, the half-sister of Emperor Chengzong Wende, the aunt of Emperor Jingming Liu Zhao, and also held the title of princess.
Just based on her identity, even the elders of the clan would tremble when she showed up.
The princess of the royal family is not easy to mess with, even more difficult to mess with than any prince or duke.
Princes and dukes have to at least maintain their dignity and look after their reputation in front of others. They also have to guard against suspicion in the palace and prevent court officials from finding evidence to attack them.
Royal princesses don't have these concerns.
It is not uncommon for people to do whatever they want and pick up weapons to beat others if they disagree with something.
Huang Qubing waved his hand, "It's not entirely because of the royal family, it's mainly because my son is not suitable for this position, it's too tiring."
He is a free-spirited person with wild and imaginative ideas.
He has a free soul. He likes to wander in the ocean of knowledge. He likes to run newspapers and publish books. No matter how hard it is, he doesn't feel it's hard.
Princess Fuya frowned, clearly dissatisfied. "If you are not fit to stay in this position, then why did you agree to the Queen's request?"
"Because at that time, she and His Majesty needed my help. They needed a trustworthy person to sit in the Ministry of Finance. I helped her out of moral obligation and for the common good. Now that the situation has been resolved, it's time for me to retire."
Huang Qubing was a little tired. Years of hard work and lack of sleep made him irritable and irritable.
This kind of tiredness is not physical tiredness, but mental tiredness.
His heart was too tired, his heart was too exhausted and needed rest and adjustment.
Princess Fuya frowned and asked, "Have you made up your mind?"
Huang Qubing nodded. "I've had this idea since last year, but I only recently made up my mind."
"May I ask what made you make up your mind?"
Huang Qubing thought for a moment, "Another war is about to break out in the northwest, and the Minister of the Imperial Household will bear enormous pressure. My son wants to relieve himself of this heavy burden before the war officially begins."
"Have you ever considered my feelings?" Princess Fuya suddenly felt wronged.
Huang Qubing smiled bitterly, "My son can't hold on any longer. I can't care about that anymore."
Princess Fuya snorted coldly, "Have you ever considered whether the Empress would agree to your resignation at this time? Also, if you quit now, will the Empress, if dissatisfied with you, allow you to return to Wenqing Bookstore?"
Huang Qubing laughed, "Mother doesn't understand the Empress."
"But I know the queen." Princess Fuya said firmly, "There has never been a good queen in the history of the dynasties."
"Not all of them are bad people," Huang Qubing defended.
"It's all about profit, not right or wrong. If you give up now, where will the Queen and His Majesty find a suitable replacement?"
"The Queen has many talented people at her disposal, so there must be someone more suitable."
"absurd."
"Mother, please let your son be willful for once."
Princess Fuya was filled with anger, but she couldn't vent it.
She was afraid that if she pushed Huang Qubing too hard, he would have a relapse.
"Go and tell the Empress yourself. I won't care about you. If the Empress wants to punish you, I won't plead for you."
"Thank you, mother." Huang Qubing smiled happily.
Princess Fuya waved her arms and said with disgust, "Go away, go away! My heart aches just seeing you."
Huang Qubing ran away happily and found his father, Prince Consort Huang, and asked Prince Consort Huang to comfort his mother.
Prince Consort Huang was unable to escape, "No, no. I will not go until your mother's anger subsides."
He is not cannon fodder, so there is no reason for him to seek a beating.
In the end, Prince Consort Huang had to go even if he didn't want to.
Because Princess Fuya sent someone to invite him, he had to go.
…
Huang Qubing went to the palace to ask for an audience with the Empress and was successfully invited into the Chang'an Palace.
"Here you are! Sit down and talk."
Gu Jiu's attitude was very casual. Since everyone was so familiar with each other, there was no need to pay attention to the formalities.
Huang Qubing still adhered to etiquette and greeted the guests before sitting down.
"Is there anything you want to talk to me about at this time?" Gu Jiu asked casually.
Huang Qubing coughed lightly. When the time came, he felt a little guilty and timid.
Gu Jiu raised an eyebrow, "So difficult?"
Huang Qubing said boldly: "Your Majesty, I wish to resign from my position as the Minister of the Imperial Household."
After saying this, he waited silently for the trial.
Silence!
The study was so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing.
Boom boom boom…
Gu Jiu tapped the table lightly, one after another, as if a thousand-pound hammer was hitting Huang Qubing's heart.
After a long pause, she asked, "Could you please tell me why you are resigning from the position of Shaofu Household Supervisor? You are doing quite well in this position."
Huang Qubing gritted his teeth and spoke frankly, "It's too tiring! My personality is not suitable for being the Shaofu Household Supervisor. Now that the situation has been decided, I think it's time to retire."
Gu Jiu raised his eyebrows. "That sounds like something you would say. What are your plans after resigning?"
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Going out for fun on the weekend is just tiring.
Today's update is late.
Here is the first update, followed by the second and third updates.
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