Knowing this was one thing, but Emperor Yuanhe felt a sense of unease.
Yesterday, they let Yu Nanqing's remaining followers into the mansion; today they're bringing up the issue of salaries. What about tomorrow?
What about the day after tomorrow?
Is Su Wanyan going to gradually expand the Prince Gong's Mansion?
Does she still see him as the emperor?
"Your Majesty?" Seeing that Emperor Yuanhe had been pondering for a long time without speaking, Eunuch Liu called out cautiously.
Emperor Yuanhe was annoyed. He frowned, lowered his eyes, and picked up the vermilion brush again: "Let her go."
He couldn't do anything about it, nor could he stop it.
"Yes." Sensing that Emperor Yuanhe was in a bad mood, Eunuch Liu responded weakly.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard Emperor Yuanhe's voice again: "Instruct the people of the Taicang Bureau to ensure that the salary of Prince Gong's mansion, calculated from the year Yu Nanqing returned to the capital, is paid in full, including silver and rice."
Eunuch Liu immediately pulled back the leg he had already stepped out: "Yes."
Emperor Yuanhe touched a dot with cinnabar with his brush, seemed to consider something, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Select some fine pearl hairpins and jade ornaments and send them to the Princess's residence."
Yu Nanqing's salary is the same as that of Princess Yu Tingyi.
Ten thousand taels a year, plus ten thousand bushels of rice, is equivalent to twenty thousand taels a year.
Princess Chang was proud by nature. If she knew that Yu Nanqing's salary was the same as hers, she would inevitably feel unbalanced. That's why Emperor Yuanhe ordered Liu Rencai to send some pearls and jade ornaments over.
To offer comfort.
In this respect, Emperor Yuanhe treated the eldest princess very well. Although the eldest princess's salary was the same as Yu Nanqing's, Emperor Yuanhe also rewarded the eldest princess with a lot of fertile land and real estate.
Every year, whatever good things were presented as tribute, the eldest princess would be allowed to choose first.
These are all things that Yu Nanqing does not have.
Moreover, if Su Wanyan hadn't brought up the issue of salary this time, Emperor Yuanhe would never have considered giving it to her.
Su Wanyan's entry into the palace went exceptionally smoothly this time. She went to the Taicang Bureau with the seal of the Prince's Mansion, seemingly ready to die. Unexpectedly, before she could even take out the seal, the supervisor of the Taicang Bureau had already completed the formalities for her.
When Su Wanyan entered, the supervisor of the Taicang Bureau hurriedly stepped forward with the completed formalities: "Your humble servant greets Your Highness, may Your Highness enjoy boundless blessings."
A blessing from a thousand farts!
If it were truly a blessing, she wouldn't need to make this trip.
But one can't hit a smiling face, especially since the supervisor she was dealing with was an elderly official with a gray beard and hair. Su Wanyan could only patiently say, "Get up."
After the supervisor stood up, Su Wanyan asked, "Do you know why I'm here?"
"I know, I know." The supervisor hurriedly handed over the completed paperwork: "This is the amount of the Prince Gong's salary over the years. Please take a look, Your Highness."
Su Wanyan squinted, somewhat skeptical, and took the paper to read it.
Holy crap!
Her eyes widened in disbelief: "This is the salary from the Prince's mansion?"
Ten thousand taels of silver per year, for three years, that's thirty thousand taels!
One tael of silver equals one bushel of rice, which is equivalent to 30,000 bushels of grain!
There are... so many!
The supervisor, however, thought it was too little and hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, before the Prince returned to the capital, his salary was managed by the late Emperor. Since the Prince was in the military camp, his salary was paid in the form of military pay. Therefore, the current salary of the Prince Gong's Mansion should be calculated from the year the Prince returned to the capital..."
Su Wanyan understood the meaning behind his words: Yu Nanqing was not only not receiving much salary, but was actually being treated unfairly!
She immediately hardened her expression: "You've only received your salary for three years now, and you still have the nerve to say that!"
The supervisor was so frightened that he immediately knelt down: "Your Highness, please forgive me, I have been so busy with affairs, this old minister... this old minister..."
"If I hadn't come today, who knows how long you would have dragged this out!" Su Wanyan glared at them. "The Emperor has been raising a bunch of useless trash like you!"
The mere mention of Emperor Yuanhe caused a stir among everyone in the Taicang Bureau, who all knelt before Su Wanyan, pleading, "Please, Your Highness, calm your anger."
She can accept the salary, but if she makes a scene before the Emperor, the entire Taicang Bureau will be held responsible!
At that time, these people will likely be dismissed from their posts or exiled, and they certainly won't have a good life anymore.
Su Wanyan squinted at the number in her hand. Although she thought it was a lot, she still felt that she could have been ripped off a little more.
She slammed the paper stamp in her hand on the table with a "bang": "The military pay that the prince receives in the military camp is military pay, but as Prince Gong, his salary should not be reduced either! How can you confuse the two?"
She refused to believe that the late emperor hadn't paid Yu Nanqing a salary when he was alive.
As for where those salaries went, they were probably divided up among the servants!
The old supervisor's hand trembled, and his voice began to tremble: "This old minister...this old minister..."
Normally, yes.
Yu Nanqing is a prince, that's his identity. Joining the army is a side job outside of his official position. He can receive military pay from the army and also receive a salary from the palace.
Seeing his reaction, Su Wanyan knew she had guessed correctly.
Yu Nanqing's merits were all earned by himself. Now that he has received military pay, does that mean we can deduct the salary he is entitled to?
However, Yu Nanqing entered the army at the age of ten, and it was too long ago for her to start counting from the beginning.
Su Wanyan looked down at the kneeling supervisors and said, "I will not make things difficult for you. Add fertile land and real estate to this piece of paper, and this matter will be dropped."
"This...this..." The supervisor was in a dilemma, and he hurriedly looked at the younger officials next to him.
The official immediately understood and kowtowed, saying, "This humble official will make the arrangements immediately."
This isn't about making arrangements; it's about reporting to Emperor Yuanhe.
Su Wanyan wasn't in a hurry at all; she had plenty of time today for the sake of money!
In the Imperial Study, when Emperor Yuanhe heard that Su Wanyan wanted fertile land and real estate, his anger surged from his heart to his head in an instant: "She's pushing her luck!"
He slammed the pen down on the table: "Who does she think she is? To think she can have whatever she wants? Does she even respect me, the emperor? She defies me time and time again! How dare she!"
Liu Gonggong shrank back, not daring to speak.
However, Emperor Yuanhe was clearly furious, but after roaring, he had to calm down.
He gritted his teeth, stood up, and paced back and forth for a while before angrily declaring, "Give her that farmland in Luming Village on the outskirts of Beijing!"
"Yes." Liu Rencai bowed respectfully, trembling, and hurriedly withdrew.
This time, Su Wanyan returned with a full load of goods. She had silver, rice, and even farmland and real estate.
Moreover, due to the large quantity, these stipends would be delivered to Prince Gong's Mansion in batches by the Taicang Bureau.
Once the Prince's Mansion receives the salary and rice, Su Wanyan only needs to stamp the official seal on the document to indicate that she has received the salary for the past three years.
On the way back from the palace, Su Wanyan sat in the carriage, grinning foolishly the whole way.
It's out!
Hehehe!
We've struck it rich!
As they approached the Prince's residence, Su Wanyan suddenly remembered Yu Nanqing's words: the Prince's residence maintained a large number of guards, soldiers, servants, maids, and household servants, up to a thousand people.
Su Wanyan couldn't help but take out paper and pen from the hidden compartment and start doing arithmetic.
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