Zhao Fujin, the Emperor who brought disaster to the country

Chapter 29 Not Enough
"Mrs. Li, please get up!"

The woman's voice in the main hall was clear, soft, and extremely kind.

The lives of husband, son, and son are all tied to this noble man!
Mrs. Li held Li Qing'er tightly with her hands in her sleeves, and said in a trembling voice: "I dare not make any mistakes in front of His Highness..."

"Li Shinong is very pragmatic. This strategy of rolling out new crops to keep warm and increase income is very suitable for me." Zhao Fujin saw Mrs. Li's nervousness and did not force it. She calmed her voice and said word by word: "It stands to reason. He said, "My attendants have informed the county government and also given you mother and daughter money, how could you still end up in this situation?"

Her window was set very high, and through the transparent glass she could see people coming into the courtyard. Mrs. Li and her daughter were in ragged clothes, and she could see them clearly through the window.

"The husband and brother are still in prison. The wife and daughter got the money, and I just hope that they can live a better life, so-" Mrs. Li explained carefully.

Zhao Fujin sighed in his heart and asked again: "I heard that the Li family is also a wealthy family. Why are you so forced to do this before Li Shinong's crime has been settled?"

"Di Ji doesn't know something~~" Li Qing'er suddenly threw away Mrs. Li's hand and said with a choked voice: "After my father and brother were imprisoned, the family members became like thieves. In just half a day, the entire house was destroyed. The house was robbed, and even the cotton-padded clothes on my mother and I were not spared."

……

Zhao Fujin's breath was stagnant. Although she had seen thousands of people in the book, she was still shocked by this incident.

Clan relatives, clan relatives, no matter how far away they are, they have shared ancestors within a hundred years, how can they be so cruel, bullying weak mothers and young daughters, robbing family property for money, not even leaving behind cotton-padded clothes in the dead of winter? One piece?
What's the difference between this and a robber?
"Tell me, what are your demands?" Zhao Fujin asked softly, stroking the books presented by Li Shinong with his hand.

"Your Highness, please help me and spare my father!"

"Your Highness, the husband of my wife's family was wronged!"

Mrs. Li and Li Qing'er spoke almost at the same time, one begging for mercy and the other begging for redress of grievances.

"I know that Li Shinong was unjustly accused." Zhao Fujin sighed: "Qiong Ye, go find Mrs. Shen and arrange a place for these two people to live."

"Your Highness!" Mrs. Li was stunned and begged: "My husband, in order to increase the yield of food, has been climbing to the ridge of the fields for decades to observe and study. He has long since fallen ill with cold. He is in prison. I’m afraid if I stay there for a long time..."

At this point, she was so choked up that she couldn't even speak clearly.

I don't know whether it was the alternating attack of hot and cold, or the force of hunger and cold, but she was talking vaguely, but she fell down.

Li Qing'er, who was standing next to her, was looking around with her eyes lowered when Mrs. Li came over.

She didn't react for a moment and couldn't catch her in time. She watched Mrs. Li fall straight down.

Li Qing'er was startled. She quickly glanced at Zhao Fujin in the palace, said "Mother~" and fell down.

Mother and daughter traveled all the way, suffered from hunger and cold, and fell ill just like that.

……

In addition to Ninghe Hall, there is also a Qunyu Hall on the east side of Yanfu Palace.

This palace is located on an extremely high ground, with a platform of more than a hundred steps.

Zhao Fujin was wrapped in a thick fur cloak and was supported up the steps by Qiongyu Qiongxiang.

Behind them followed a group of attendants, carrying two boxes, stepped over the steps, and went straight into the Jade Palace.

Chunlan, who was waiting in the hall, saw Zhao Fujin coming and hurriedly saluted, then enthusiastically stepped forward to help him, muttering: "If the government hadn't set up a hot pot, this servant would not have dared to send a message for you to come over!" The food smells delicious.

The attendant who was carrying the box behind Zhao Fujin went straight into the side hall, where several servants had already been guarding, and they were received diligently.

Zhao Fujin took Qiongyu Qiongxiang into the palace, but was stopped by Chunlan's warm voice: "The two sisters beside His Highness will go to the side hall to get some food. We are here to serve you, so don't worry."

As soon as she finished speaking, two palace maids came forward affectionately and invited Qiongyu and Qiongxiang to another palace room.

Without squinting, Zhao Fujin entered the side room at the second entrance to the palace. The aroma inside was even stronger, which only made her hungry.

Before she could enter, Zhao Ji came over with a smile: "Fu'er, is it freezing? Come on, come on, come in and sit down! Lian has already put down all your favorite food."

"Thank you, dad!" Zhao Fujin was dragged in by Zhao Ji before he even had time to give him a gift.

The father and daughter sat around the fireplace, putting ingredients into the iron pot, and all they talked about was eating.

For this meal, Zhao Ji killed a deer that had been kept in captivity for a long time, sliced ​​the meat into thin slices, and mixed the soup with salt, sauce, vinegar, and sugar. The father and daughter actually ate half of the deer leg. , a tender lamb chop and three black fish fillets.

After eating, the father and daughter passed through the door of the inner hall, passed through two halls, and entered a sealed side hall.

There are about ten ebony boxes placed in the side hall.

Some of them contained gold and silver, and some contained jewelry.

There is a card placed on each box, which records the source and specific number of the items in the box, as well as the wish list these items have fulfilled for their owner.

Zhao Fujin pointed to the two latest boxes brought in and said: "Dad, look, there are 30 taels of silver in these two boxes. They are descendants of the Wang family who come from a prominent family. They also have some talents. I want to find a fourth-class man." The sinecure is hanging.”

"30 taels, you need a casual job?" Zhao Ji was shocked: "According to your rules, Fu'er, we can also provide you with 30 taels of real work at the fourth level."

"This man is extremely lazy. Because he cannot participate in the morning meeting, he settles for the next best thing. He wants to get a sinecure. Not only does he not need a salary, but he will also give 2 taels of silver as a filial piety at the end of each year."

"These people live a much easier life than me!" Zhao Ji was a little unbalanced and said angrily: "Fu'er, tell me, why is it that Liang Shicheng, a big eunuch, usually just pours water for me to wash my feet? How can your goods be richer than those of others?"

Liang Shicheng was so quick to catch wind that Zhao Fujin had not moved to the Ninghe Hall, so he sent 10 taels of silver to Qionghua Pavilion that day, hoping that he could settle the Xu family's case as soon as possible and avoid being arrested. The officials will continue to investigate.

Zhao Ji was dumbfounded when he saw that the first sum of money calculated by father and daughter was 10 taels!

Master Liang became the internal supervisor of his subordinates, and he could earn 10 taels at a time!

If the family hadn't been so wealthy that they had hundreds or tens of millions of taels, how could they have given away 10 taels of free money so easily?

Although, the eunuch didn't have any good intentions. He gave away the money, and then cried to Zhao Ji that it was Zhao Fuji who took the money by force, so that he sold his private house in Beijing, became homeless, and so on.

If Zhao Ji hadn't watched from beginning to end, I would have believed him!
Every time the father and daughter entered the small treasury to count money, Zhao Ji would look at the innermost box, then complain angrily and curse a few times before calling it a day.

After counting the money and adding the amount to the account book, the two returned to the main hall together.

While walking around the stove to eat, he was discussing what position would be suitable for the new owner of the silver.

As Zhao Fujin sent more and more money to the small treasury, the official positions in the court were almost running out!
　There are not enough official positions. Guess how about adding new official positions?
　　Or is it better to find some other conspicuous space for accommodation?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)