Empress work daily

Chapter 35 Reasons
That face was full of tears, and there was still a thick mist in the eyes. At that moment, Ji Qiang read grief, sorrow, and even resentment from Wang Shengjun's eyes.

This situation surprised and confused her, and unknowingly, layers of fog filled her heart.

Ji Qiang suddenly couldn't understand.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your trust. Long live my emperor."

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Wang Shengjun knelt down on one knee and led the crowd to worship and thank him.

The anger in Ji Qiang's heart due to embarrassment, shame and discouragement dissipated instantly. She slowly raised her hand and said no courtesy, her tone had returned to coldness, and her expression was as calm as water.

After that, Ji Qiang returned to Yangyuan Hall.

Just after noon, there was news from Luoxiaju. According to Shang Liujia’s report, after the conversion, King Xia left her a total of 55 taels of silver. More than one hundred thousand taels.

Wang Shengjun and others were meticulous. They not only kept the property clear, but also registered every transaction, and the jewelry was also classified.

Ji Qiang read the accounts carefully and was very satisfied.

"reward."

Shang Liujia: "..."

This is the first time His Majesty has rewarded his subjects since he took the throne, and it is still at this juncture.

"How much reward is appropriate?"

"One hundred gold per person."

The "Four King Kongs" were dumbfounded and forgot to answer for a while.The hall was quiet for too long, Ji Qiang finally noticed something strange, raised his head, and read a common word from those eyes: reluctance.

"Small device."

She smiled lightly, with a little coquettishness.

Linglu could not help but pouted, "There were 49 people involved in the liquidation, excluding palace officials, there were a total of 12 people with rank and fame, each with 200 gold, that is 2000 taels, converted into silver, [-] taels [-] taels...you are really..." If you don't sing, it's a blockbuster.

Although the following words were swallowed in time, Ji Qiang was confident that he guessed word for word.

If you don't like it, you don't like it, Shang Liujia obediently led Linglu and others to the various palaces to reward money.

In the evening, Wang Shengjun came to thank each other on behalf of the palaces. Ji Qiang wanted to miss him, but Shang Liujia said that Wang Shengjun was very surprised when he came to carry several large boxes, so he called him in.

The size of the boxes was not smaller than the ones left to her by her father, each one was carried by six or seven palace servants, and when they were put down, the main hall of Yangyuan Hall was almost full.

Noticing the heavy footsteps and cautious posture of the palace people, Ji Qiang made a preliminary judgment on the contents of the box, and felt turbulent for a while.

Sure enough, when the boxes were opened one by one, Ji Qiang saw the neatly placed gold and silver ingots, and remained silent for a while.

Wang Shengjun unhurriedly took out a half-worn puppet from the armband, which made Ji Qiang's eyes shine, "This is, my puppet..."

She was a little unbelievable.

How many years?She had long thought that the puppet was lost when she ran out of the palace to play. After all, she couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked for it. She never expected that she would suddenly see it again at this time.

This is a puppet that her father sewed for her by himself. She has never left her body since she was a child, and even hugs her when she sleeps.

"I found it at the bottom of a jewelry box. I thought it must be His Majesty's childhood gadget, so I took it out and washed it. It was still a little damp when I collected it, so I baked it on the stove, leaving a smell of charcoal." Son."

When he was talking about this, Ji Qiang smelled it, and it really had a faint woody fragrance.

"Oh, the thread on the puppet's head was broken. Yang Shengshi couldn't help but embroidered a peach blossom after sewing it up. His Majesty also knows who he is. He couldn't control himself when he picked up the needle and thread..."

"The finishing touch." Ji Qiang stroked the peach blossom, sincerely admiring it.

"Also please ask Yafu to carry these boxes back. I will accept your wish."

As if he had expected it long ago, Wang Shengjun lowered his eyes and said: "Your Majesty is willing to use King Xia's money, but he is not willing to use ours, because he dislikes our humble background..."

"Yafu." Ji Qiang immediately interrupted him seriously.

"You know, that's not what I meant."

"That's because of the blood relationship..." He suddenly became dumb, and his upper body, which was sitting upright, trembled slightly.

For some reason, the strange feeling in Luoxiaju came out again, she always felt that Wang Shengjun was getting weirder and weirder recently.

"My subjects, although my subjects are less than one ten-thousandth of King Xia's, they are still called by His Majesty to be my son's father. I can barely be regarded as half, half my father...Since that is the case, what is the difference between our money and King Xia's money?" The difference...not to mention that it was all rewarded by the late emperor, it was originally His Majesty's money."

He lowered his head the whole time, and after stumbling, he didn't dare to raise his head for a long time.

Ji Qiang got up, endured his surprise and walked in front of him, "Father Ya, what do I raise money for?"

"Isn't it a canal?" Wang Shengjun raised his head sharply, "Isn't it?"

"Yes."

"But Yafu didn't ask, why did I put aside so many important things and insist on repairing the canal?"

"Your Majesty naturally has His Majesty's reasons."

Ji Qiang laughed, and then pulled that nightmare out for a walk around in a clichéd manner.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. If you have this dream, it must be a revelation from the heavens. This aqueduct needs to be repaired."

With a sincere expression and a trace of panic about the dream, Ji Qiang was speechless for a moment.

Wang Shengjun is very smart at first glance, he can see many twists and turns in complicated things, but he is a bit dull, so he is sophisticated and naive.

"Your Majesty grew up in the south of the Yangtze River. Your Majesty didn't know about the flood in his hometown when he was a child. When the flood came, the fertile land, houses, and livestock were all washed away...Like Chen and others can rely on their luck to keep money." I don’t know how many people will starve to death in a day..."

"After the flood, there was a plague again. More and more people died every day, and they couldn't be rescued... Your Majesty is frightened by your guilt."

Ji Qiang quickly opened his eyes, erased the image that came to his mind, shook his head, "No problem."

"How much gold and silver are these?" She walked around Wang Shengjun and came to several large boxes.

"Returning to Your Majesty, it is equivalent to 20 taels of silver. Although it is not much, it is also the heart of ministers and others, as a member of the Daliang royal family."

"Ji Qiang admires all the sub-fathers for having such a broad mind." Ji Qiang saluted him solemnly.

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"No wonder there is a saying among the people that if you sweep at the foot of the imperial city at will, you can get two taels of silver for the winter." That night, after Ji Qiang consolidated the accounts, he made a self-deprecating sentence.

Linglu continued with a bitter face: "But we scanned and scanned, and there is still a gap of 100 million."

Indeed, there was only 100 million taels in the account, but Song Gantang said that even the most economical plan would cost at least 200 million taels.

Where can I find this gap?

"Why don't you go to the national teacher and ask the old man to sit at the household department. Mr. Tang can't even refuse the national teacher's face?" Shang Liujia cautiously suggested.

Ji Qiang continued without raising his head: "Tang Chongjian's iron rooster, not to mention the national teacher, is useless even if the real god manifests. If it weren't for this, Taizong would not have handed over the Ministry of Households to him back then."

"So, the first emperor is still the most powerful, he just plucked an iron rooster that can't eat oil and salt..." Ling Lu sighed solemnly, not paying attention to everyone looking at him.

(End of this chapter)