After the evil concubine was reborn, she only wanted to abuse the scumbag

Emperor Chengde glared at him angrily, but he couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise.

When he saw the real place where the Guozijian caught fire last night, he was relieved on the spot. It was because of this that he made such a stumbling block for Xiao Muheng.

As Liu Sheng's son-in-law, it was difficult for Emperor Chengde not to pay attention to such a shining half of the Liu family. At first, his face was so dark that he couldn't recognize him, but once he reported his name.

Hey!
Haven't seen it, haven't you heard of it?

If I don't suppress you, I'm sorry for the opportunity that came to me.

Anyway, the school has been burned down, so it is better to make the best use of it.

Xiao Muheng is no longer promising, and he still bears the title of Liu Sheng's son-in-law. The members of the Liu party will definitely not stand by and watch him be beheaded, so when the servant of the Ministry of Punishment pleaded for mercy, Emperor Chengde immediately went down the slope.

The 1000 million taels is indeed the lion's big mouth, but if he doesn't take the opportunity to cut it off fiercely, will it be left to Liu Sheng?

Isn't it delicious to put it in your pocket?
"If you want to do something to Xiao Muheng, can't you let me know in advance?" Emperor Cheng De wished he could slap his angry son against the wall with a shoehorn, and the buckle couldn't be undone.

It's a pity, I can't bear it.

"I'm afraid you won't agree with me," Chu Jinyan said.

But the tone sounds a bit perfunctory.

The corner of Emperor Cheng De's mouth twitched.

"Is it because I'm afraid I won't agree, or you just don't bother to tell me."

Chu Jinyan pursed his thin and cool lips slightly, but did not answer.

Emperor Chengde rolled his eyes in anger, and if he didn't speak, he would acquiesce.

"If you do this kind of thing again in the future, can you tell me in advance? Fortunately, I am in good health. If I am weak, I will either die of anger or be scared to death. I still want to live for two more years."

Chu Jinyan glanced at Emperor Cheng De coldly: "So the emperor father is not happy that he got 1000 million taels for nothing?"

He didn't do it capriciously, but he chose to set fire to the Guozijian because he knew that Emperor Chengde could get the most benefit from it.

Hey!

The corner of Emperor Chengde's mouth couldn't help but twitched, but when he thought that it was time to educate his son, he couldn't lose his prestige, so he tried to suppress it: "Doesn't it cost money to rebuild the Imperial College?"

At this time, the palace people outside the door reported softly: "Report to the emperor, Meng Shangshu asks to see you."

Emperor Chengde: "Xuan."

Meng Shangshu, Meng Liang, Minister of the Household Department.

After being summoned by Emperor Chengde, Minister of the Household Department walked in respectfully, stood still in the hall, and bowed to Emperor Chengde: "My minister sees the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

A man about 40 years old, with a round face, even if there is no smile on his face, he looks kind and peaceful. Who would have thought that Meng Shangshu would compare pennies and pennies, and even the emperor would be jealous.

"Aiqing is free."

Emperor Cheng De looked at him: "Xiao Muheng compensated 1000 million taels of silver, and your household department remembers to collect it at the latest on the second day of the new year."

"My minister obeys the order." Meng Shangshu responded, feeling a little bit unhappy in his heart.

Everyone is on holiday and celebrating the New Year happily, but he still has to be on duty. Don't you know that asking for debts is a very tiring thing?

But for the emperor's sake of filling the treasury and adding bricks and tiles to the household department, although the New Year's work is annoying, he is still willing to do it.

Emperor Cheng De quietly rubbed his folded hands twice, and then looked at the Minister of the Household with a serious face: "Meng Aiqing, the Ministry of Industry may have estimated the approximate cost with you for the reconstruction of the burnt school of the Imperial College?"

Hubu Shangshu cupped his hands and replied respectfully: "After the accident last night, I have made a rough estimate with Lu Shangshu, 200 million taels, which is not much more."

Emperor Chengde nodded: "Well, then I approved the Ministry of Households to spend 500 million taels to rebuild the Guozijian, you look at the arrangements."

Meng Shangshu frowned, looking at Emperor Chengde suspiciously.

"Your Majesty, it doesn't cost 500 million taels. Lu Shangshu is already paying the price based on the best materials."

Emperor Cheng De looked at Meng Liang who was in a daze in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

How crazy is this man?

Chu Jinyan stood at the side calmly, watching Chengde Emperor and Meng Liang who were at odds with each other.

"If I say it will be useful, then it will be useful." Emperor Chengde stared at the Minister of the Household Department with a dark face, "I earned so much money from the Household Department with all my hard work, don't I want some hard work? "

Does he have to speak so clearly?

He was mad at Ang.

Hearing the words, Hubu Shangshu looked at Emperor Chengde in a daze.

Hard work fee?
Your majesty, how powerful are you to say such shameless words?

Hubu Shangshu complained silently in his heart, his eyes almost rolled to the sky, but he replied respectfully on his face: "I... I understand."

Emperor Chengde immediately showed a satisfied expression.

Do you think it's easy to be an emperor?

When the household department has money, he can't spend it as he likes, let alone when the national treasury is tight in disasters and wars, he really wants to spend a copper coin in half.

Therefore, for so many years, Emperor Chengde gradually developed the habit of saving a small treasury.

In the past, it was saved little by little or deducted from the rewards given to others, and it was not easy for people to find out.

This time, with so much money, Emperor Chengde couldn't do it quietly, so he could only call the Minister of the Household Department.

Why can't he take a penny of the money he got by his ability.

He took 300 million taels for himself, and the Ministry of Household Affairs still got 500 million taels for nothing. Let Meng Liang enjoy it.

When Hubu Shangshu left Qianqing Palace, he was speechless.

Thinking of the money that was about to go into his pocket, Emperor Chengde couldn't help but feel happy, seeing his son who set fire to his Imperial College was also pleasing to the eye, so he said with a smile: "Are you going to Jingren Palace for lunch? "

"kindness."

Emperor Chengde got up: "Let's go, let's go together."

At the same time in Yongfu Palace, Chu Qingyun took Cao Bingbing and Chen Rujin to sit in the main hall and talk to Concubine Yi, while the palace people were busy preparing lunch.

It's rare for the four of them, mother, son and daughter-in-law to eat together, and Concubine Yi is even more attentive than the palace banquet.

Chu Qingyun sat next to Chen Rujin, and whispered to her from time to time, saying that the four of them were chatting, but in fact, Yifei and Cao Bingbing were mostly talking.

"Cough!" Concubine Yi looked at Chu Qingyun and coughed lightly: "Wei Mama, His Highness's tea is cold, give him another cup."

It's almost done, Cao Bingbing's face was almost frozen into ice without looking at it.

Concubine Yi will not see Chen Rujin as a thorn in her side just because her son loves Chen Rujin too much, not to mention that she begged the queen several times for her son to finally marry this girl, she already knew that her son was interested.

Even if not, is it because his son likes her that he doesn't want to see her anymore?

After so many years in the palace, she just understood.

Things like feelings can't be forced.

Empress Yao back then was certainly stunning, but Concubine Shu at that time also had her own charm.

The emperor was in those days, and the embroidered women who were selected every three years were also at the age of flowers. There were not no concubines in the palace who combined talent and beauty. They were gentle, virtuous, noble and glamorous. Are they not good?

No.

It's just that no one can walk into the emperor's heart.