The father and son jumped off the roof together and came to the front door. Jing Ruchang, who was asking someone to lock the door, waved his hand worriedly.
"Second uncle, what's wrong with you?"
"Hush." Jing Ruchang ran over and dragged the two of them to the roses nearby. "Someone wants to make trouble for you. They say they have no money because of you."
Jing Shengcheng muttered, "Who is it?"
"Who else could it be? The one who loves to cheat the most in the court."
Jing Shengcheng frowned when he heard this: "You mean... the old marquis."
"That's him." Jing Ruchang pushed Jing Shengcheng, "Your father and I are not officials. Let's go meet him."
It's all the old emperor's fault. Not only did he not donate money to the disaster victims, he also used moral blackmail against other ministers.
[Now, let's vent our anger on our nephew.]
[However, the fundamental reason why the old marquis came to make trouble was because the prince had given him a box of gold bars.]
bullion?
Jing Shengcheng understood.
It turned out that the old marquis was deliberately throwing a tantrum because of the gold bars.
"If the enemy comes, we will stop him; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. Let's go and meet him."
The door opens.
Jing Shengcheng stood in front, Jing Runian and Jing Ruchang stood behind.
When the three of them stood there, the group of people outside the door took several steps back.
"Aren't you here to cause trouble? Why are you retreating so far?"
"Hmph, you have... the pretty little princess behind you, who... who dares to be so presumptuous!" The old marquis covered half of his face with his wide sleeves, leaving only his eyes exposed.
His expression was one of panic.
[Oh, I'm so young, but I already have such great power.]
Jing Qiaoqiao joined in the fun and started laughing.
The laughter was so sharp that one third of the ministers had already run away.
In the remaining two-thirds of the area, the majority of the visitors were officials from humble backgrounds.
These people came from poor families, but after becoming officials, they were also very honest.
I heard the old emperor say that he wanted 10,000 taels of silver.
They had to come here to beg for mercy.
However, when the leader retreated, the official from the poor family took a few steps forward.
Everyone bowed in the direction of Jing Shengcheng.
"Everyone, we are all colleagues. Why do we need to be so polite?"
"Sir Minister, we admire everything you have done for the disaster victims in the south of the city, but even if we can scrape together the savings we have accumulated over the years, it will cause our families to suffer."
One of them, Li Hu'an, expressed his opinion sincerely.
"I hope Lord Jing can understand and reduce the amount of fundraising."
Jing Shengcheng looked at the man quietly and thought to himself, since my aunt said that he has a bad reputation and has many mortal enemies in the court.
Now should be a good opportunity to change.
"I understand Lord Li's situation, but the imperial decree cannot be disobeyed..."
When Li Hu'an was filled with disappointment, he said, "But I can temporarily take out this part of the silver for Lord Li."
My nephew is fine, he's already started paying in installments.
[Anyway, those gold bars are enough, just agree to all of them.]
"Sir Minister, you can't be partial. You understand Sir Li, but you don't understand us." The old marquis was crying.
Although his family is wealthy, he has a son who spends money lavishly.
"They will give half first, and the other half will be given slowly later."
The old marquis tucked his sleeves into his pockets and raised his chin: "We will give it to you slowly."
"But... My Lord, you brought so many people here today to cause trouble for me. This..."
Jing Shengcheng stared at the bamboo stick in his hand.
The old marquis saw the look in his eyes and immediately stroked his long beard, smiling innocently and replied, "It's a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding. I'm old and use this bamboo stick to walk."
"Then those behind you..."
At the old marquis's signal, the other corrupt officials turned their bamboo sticks into crutches.
Flattering and ridiculous.
"They are all used as crutches!" The old marquis showed his big white teeth.
"In that case, today, for the old marquis's sake, let's all raise five thousand taels of silver."
When Jing Shengcheng said this, all the officials present breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master Jing, we will go back first."
"Take care."
After everyone left, Jing Shengcheng turned around and jumped on Jing Ruchang, "Second Uncle, perfect."
Jing Ruchang's expression was cold, and he raised his eyelids.
Then Jing Shengcheng saw Li Hu'an turning back.
"Oh, Lord Jing, I want to ask what Princess Qiaoqiao likes?"
Jing Runian, Jing Ruchang, and Jing Shengcheng said in unison: "Longevity Lock."
Jing Qiaoqiao: Is it possible that she actually likes things that are more expensive than gold?
"Thank you." Li Hu'an bowed and left.
A few days later.
Under Jing Shenghan's supervision, Qiaoqiao Temple began to take shape.
Qiaoqiao Temple is not large in area, but it has everything it needs.
From the outer hall to the inner hall, everything inside is very exquisite.
The space where Qiaoqiao can sit is unusually wide.
The altar was filled with fruits and cakes.
There are also many longevity locks of various sizes.
In the afternoon, Jing Ruchang took over sister Qiaoqiao and took Qiaoqiao to visit her Qiaoqiao Temple.
"Sister Qiaoqiao, your temple is very much loved by my second brother." Jing Ruchang grabbed the uncle Jing Qiaoqiao had lifted up and touched several pillars in the temple. "I tell you, Qiaoqiao, this pillar is made of gold."
When Jing Qiaoqiao heard the word "Jin", her eyes lit up, but she felt a little regretful for a moment.
What a pity, such a large amount of gold is used in such a small temple.
If I need money in the future or need emergency assistance, I'll have to figure out how to take it down.
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