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Chapter 71 There is only sesame seeds that cannot be squeezed out of oil, but there is no prince who cannot be squeezed out of oil

These changes were mainly made by Wang Shi.

Since he knew that the problem could be solved in just three minutes after paying the money, he no longer cared about the face he had been so concerned about.

Qian San was asked to come over almost every day, and the progress was increasing rapidly.

He was happy.

Ji Nanxing's leisurely time was often interrupted.

Fortunately, there are three days off every week. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed. There were three basins of ice in the room, and two beauties on both sides fanned and massaged her.

"what!"

This is life!

She even began to doubt whether she was crazy for taking the initiative to work.

Just as she was sighing, the maid came hurriedly, "Your Majesty, the eldest prince is outside the door asking to see you."

Pei Jingcheng had visited her many times, but Ji Nanxing had never let him in. However, he seemed to have some indomitable spirit and still insisted on coming.

The spirit is very touching.
But he is worthless now.

Ji Nanxing shook his fingers and picked up a grape. "Old rules, don't report this kind of thing next time."

President Xing is so indifferent to the objects of his withdrawal of investment.

At the gate of Lord Zhaoyang's residence,

The carriage from the eldest prince's palace returned with regret again.

"It seems that Miss Ji Er has made up her mind to draw a clear line between herself and us."

Xun Ting, who was following the eldest prince, also sighed heavily, "Your Highness, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been short-sighted at the beginning, you wouldn't have lost such a powerful helper."

Such a powerful fire from the sky covered the sky and the earth.

The wrath of thunder on the ground was so frightening that even in dreams those nights.

"Oh, it's all my fault!"

Xun Ting couldn't help muttering to himself. The annoyance and regret made him wish he could go back to the moment when Ji Yongchang was first thrown into jail.

"Sir, don't be upset. Let the past go."

Pei Jingcheng saw that he was so upset that he wanted to hit himself hard, so he quickly stopped him and comforted him: "Although Miss Ji is unwilling to associate with us now, she hates King Zhongxiao and killed Miaoshan, so she has a deep hatred for the Second Prince.

All in all, we still have the advantage.

The world is uncertain, and everything is possible. "

Some people are worried about getting close to the goddess.
Some people are worried about the problem of money.

Wang Lei acted prudently and the ten thousand taels of silver were given to him for safekeeping.

As an ordinary person, this was already an extremely huge number in his eyes. However, such a huge amount of money was easily spent under the execution of Qian San's plan.

Not only did Wang Lei have to take care of various trivial matters every day, but he also often couldn't sleep in the middle of the night because he thought about the dwindling money in the account.

However, when Qian Sanyi arrived at his own scheduled day off,

The person just can't be found.

He held on for three days and became so anxious that blisters appeared on his mouth.

As soon as Qian San arrived at the door, he stopped them and said, "Brother Qian, you are finally here!"

He quickly handed him his account book for the past few days and said, "Look, originally it was said that 10,000 taels of silver would be enough to build the factory, but now the silver has been used up.

What should I say to the prince?"

He vaguely felt that the 70,000 taels of silver estimated before the start of construction might not be able to sustain it at all.

How could he not dare to worry about this?

"It's okay, I'll go find him."

Ji Nanxing looked through the account book and said to him, "Calculate how much money is needed to build the factory next time, and calculate the higher the amount."

After she finished speaking, Wang Lei paused with his pen in hand, "Brother Qian, isn't this a good idea?" "Do you want to have enough money all at once, or do you want to live a tight life and ask the prince to allocate funds again and again?"

Obviously, the former is more acceptable than the latter.

“And you two brothers are too considerate of the prince.

Remember!
There is only sesame seeds that can’t be squeezed out of oil in this world, but there is no loyal and filial king who can’t be squeezed out of oil. "

Wang Lei was speechless for a moment.

Looking at Qian San's matter-of-fact look, he suddenly wondered if the prince would at some point regret accepting Qian San?
Pei Yanli did feel a little regretful when he saw Ji Nanxing's comments.

"One hundred thousand taels of silver, Qian San, you want me to rob it?"

"Your Majesty, you missed it. It's one hundred thousand eight hundred taels of silver."

Ji Nanxing gave him the rest, "After the project started, it did cost more money than expected. I'll refund you the extra money and pay you the extra money. Don't mind it so much."

"hehe."

Pei Yanli looked at him and laughed angrily, "Why don't you just sell this house for a million or eight hundred thousand?"

Ji Nanxing looked at it subconsciously.

The location of the house is not good.

The wood used for construction is not Phoebe nanmu or Huanghuali.
The vegetation in the yard is even more common.
"The palace is not worth so much money."

Pei Yanli was silent.

The quiet atmosphere made Ji Nanxing feel a little awkward.

She looked up at the sky, then down at the ground, "I'm sorry, about the money..."

Pei Yanli thought of the huge amount of manpower and material resources he had invested in the early stage, took a deep breath, and said, "Just wait, the issue of money will be resolved soon."

Listen to his words,
She knew that the private vaults of princes and nobles were bottomless.

Everyone says they are poor, but in fact they are hiding their poverty very well.

Ji Nanxing suddenly thought that Emperor Wenxuan's private vault might contain more than just those things. Could there be a lot more hidden? She suddenly got an idea and decided to find an excuse to rob him later.

Inside the palace

The unfathomable Prince Zhongxiao was listening to the butler taking the account book to calculate the accounts at this time, "Prince, now if we exchange all the treasures, fertile land, shops, etc. in the palace warehouse for silver, there will be about 27,000 taels of silver."

With just this little silver,
It is still far from the 100,800 taels that Ji Nanxing said.

"If you count all the calligraphy and paintings, expensive furniture, flowers, plants, and porcelain in the mansion..."

The butler paused hesitantly and said, "My Lord, what are you going to do?"

In order to raise money, the prince is now thinking of selling all his clothes, the blue and white tiles on the floor, and the gold used to cover the gilded door plaque at the entrance of the palace.

But even if the butler added all of these, it would only be around 80,000 to 90,000 taels of silver.

Moreover, some of the treasures in the warehouse were gifts from the emperor and could not be sold;

Some silver needs to be left to pay the servants their monthly wages;

Even if the blue and white tiles on the ground were pried up, the silver would still be far from enough.

"Ji Nanxing, you are not really going to force me to mortgage my house, are you?"

Pei Yanli looked at his current predicament and laughed himself out of anger. Once upon a time, any treasure in his private vault could be worth 100,000 taels of silver.

He closed his eyes and exhaled, then looked at the butler, "I remember there should be a pot of tricolor chrysanthemums in the yard?"

"Yes."

The butler nodded and said, "The tricolor chrysanthemums are growing very well, they are worth a hundred taels of silver."

Quoting prices has become a conditioned reflex for him.

Pei Yanli couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, "Wrap it up and put it on the carriage. I want to go to the palace..."

Good night~
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