Chapter 483 I, Really, Lost My Money
Is there any emperor who talks about money all the time?
If I really did something wrong, if he was really a "tyrant", beating people to death would be a common occurrence, but why is he talking about money with me?
Ye Zheng seemed to feel something vaguely.
Zhu Feng said: "Ye Zheng, you speak!"
Ye Zheng hesitated for a moment, looked at the pile of debris on the ground, then looked at the trembling Nan Yan, and said softly: "This, this teacup and the tea tray are worth at least five hundred taels of silver..."
Zhu Feng let out a deep breath.
"Give the money to Ye Zheng immediately and hand it over to the accounting office of the palace!"
“…”
Nan Yan wanted to cry but had no tears. She could only stand up, take out the purse in her arms, take out one of the silver bills she won from the Treasure Pavilion, and handed it to Ye Zheng reluctantly.
What is this?
If a servant does something wrong, shouldn’t he be beaten with a stick?
What's the big deal about losing money?!
Zhu Feng, however, showed a look of relief on his face. He said "hmm" softly, then said to Ye Zheng, "Send someone to clean up."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out.
Of course Ye Zheng also hurriedly followed, leaving Nan Yan alone in the room, her heart broken looking at the pile of fragments worth five hundred taels of silver.
Zhu Feng stopped walking on the corridor outside, and Ye Zheng hurriedly stopped behind him.
Zhu Feng stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."
"yes."
Ye Zheng obediently handed the five hundred taels silver note to him.
Of course he understood it.
No wonder I asked myself before how those corrupt officials extorted money from the people. It turned out that they used it on Si Nanyan.
Recalling last night, Jie Shi said that Si Nanyan won several thousand taels of silver from Baibao Pavilion. I wonder if she can withstand this gentleman's "blackmail" several times.
But, losing those antiques in Prince Yan's Mansion...
Ye Zheng felt heartbroken.
Zhu Feng didn't feel any pain at all. He looked at the banknote and put it in his bag contentedly. Then he said, "By the way, now that Jie Shi and the others have left, you can take action and take back all the mines under his name."
Upon hearing this, Ye Zheng hurriedly said, "Yes."
"By the way, let the Ministry of Revenue check again to see if there are any other such cases."
“…”
"It's impossible for them to control only the Jieshi family."
Ye Zheng suddenly understood.
Indeed, if this is a plan of the Neng Kingdom, then they really will not just manipulate Jie Shi alone. I'm afraid they should pay attention to some wealthy businessmen who have suddenly emerged in recent times.
It is very likely that the Kingdom of Dian is manipulating everything behind the scenes.
He said, "I will go immediately."
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In a blink of an eye, two days passed.
Early that morning, Ran Xiaoyu went to Nan Yan's room again.
But I found that she was much more listless than yesterday, and she was leaning against the head of the bed, like an eggplant hit by frost.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling worse?"
Ran Xiaoyu came over and touched her forehead. The temperature was a little high: "You have a fever!"
"Xiaoyu..."
Nan Yan looked up at her with red eyes and muttered, "You're right."
"What?"
"It turns out that dreaming about losing hair really means financial loss."
In the past two days, she broke two cups, a ceramic pot, and damaged the corner of a screen.
I lost two thousand taels and was almost in debt.
"I, really, am broke..."
“…”
"Xiaoyu, you have to be careful. The emperor knows that I gave you half of the money I won. You must not do anything wrong, otherwise, you will be punished."
“…”
Ran Xiaoyu thought, what does it have to do with me?
The emperor has never paid any attention to me.
So he said, "What's the point of losing money? What nonsense are you talking about?"
“…”
"You have a fever. I'll go find a doctor."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, but as soon as he reached the door, he bumped into someone head-on.
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