Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 146

Princess House.

Qingyange was sitting at the table eating lychees, looking at the story book, her little toes dangling in the air, enjoying herself.

"Princess." Qing Yuan walked in slowly from the door.

Qing Yange raised her eyes, her eyes glowed brightly, "Jiu Que agreed to have dinner with me?"

Qing Yuan shook her head, "The Prince Regent said he still has something to deal with, so I'll let you eat first."

Qingyange's eyes dimmed a little bit.

Qing Yuan reassured: "Princess, it's not that the regent doesn't want to accompany you. I just went to the study to read the memorials. The memorials are piled up like a mountain. I think they are all delayed by hunting."

Qing Yange propped her face, looked at the afterglow outside the window, sighed, and muttered to herself, "Oh, I wanted to meet him and ask him if the powder from last time has turned into cash?"

Qingyuan: "..."

It turns out that the princess is still thinking about the fact that the powder can be sold at a high price.

"By the way, princess, why did you let King Nan'an be imprisoned instead of killing him directly?" Qing Yuan asked curiously.

The corner of Qing Yange's mouth raised a bright smile, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes, "Keeping his life is more valuable than killing him directly."

"Why did the princess say that?" Qing Yuan asked.

"Shut him up, wait until the matter is almost fermented, and the king of Nan'an is accused by thousands of people, and even if he appears, he can't turn the situation around, and then pretend to capture him and bring him into the palace. An explanation, demonstrates the strength of our Qing Dynasty."

Qing Yange gnawed on the transparent crystal-like lychee, answering Qing Yuan's questions.

"Secondly?" The words were only half spoken, making Qing Yuan feel curious as if there was a kitten scratching her chest.

Qing Yange spit out the lychee core, the corners of his mouth curved, "Secondly, it solves the trouble of King Nan'an, and it can be regarded as a wake-up call to those ministers who are about to make trouble, so as to serve as a warning to others."

Qing Yuan couldn't help giving a thumbs up, and praised repeatedly: "Princess, you are really smart!"

Qingyange grinned and revealed her teeth, and said coquettishly, "Qingyuan, I'm hungry~"

"Okay, okay, I'll order the imperial dining room to serve the food immediately." Qing Yuan covered her mouth and smiled, and walked out of the gate of the palace with small steps.

……

The next day.

It's the monthly reconciliation day again.

Qing Yange finished washing early, sat in the octagonal pavilion in the courtyard and looked towards the gate.

Seeing Qingyange's impatience, Qingyuan couldn't help sighing: "Princess, if Bachelor Fang knows that you can get up early for money, he must be so angry that he vomits blood."

Because every time it came to the day when the Hanlin Academy was in class, the princess stayed in bed stubbornly and was always late.

Qing Yange waved his hand in disapproval, "This is called interest that makes people tireless~"

"So, princess, your interest is to settle accounts?" Qing Yuan asked.

Qing Yange gently shook her head, "My interest is to see how much money my assets are worth, whether it increases or decreases every month."

Qingyuan: "..."

What kind of interest is this?
Finally, while Qingyange was waiting, he saw a water-red figure.

"Feng Yinyin!! I'm here~~" Qing Yange opened her arms and shouted in the air.

Qingyuan is no stranger to Qingyange's appearance, after all, it will be staged every month on the account reconciliation day.

Feng Yinyin took the ledger and walked slowly into the octagonal pavilion.

I saw that several plates of pastries had already been placed on the stone table, and the pastries were neatly arranged, apparently the princess had never touched them.

Feng Yinyin raised her eyebrows, and asked curiously: "Isn't the princess favorite to eat? Why don't you take a bite of these pastries?"

Qing Yange personally picked up the teapot on the side, and poured tea for Feng Yinyin, her thin lips slightly lifted, "I'm waiting for you~ Let's eat together~"

From Qingyange's point of view, Feng Yinyin at this moment is like a lucky boy, golden and precious.

Feng Yinyin nodded thoughtfully, and he handed the ledger in front of Qingyange.

Qingyange couldn't wait to open the account book, carefully and tirelessly looking at each page.

The auction house, after deducting miscellaneous expenses a month, made a final profit of 5000 taels.

Not bad not bad, we have to work harder.

The pastry shop makes a monthly profit of 1000 taels.

Hmm, this small store can make so much profit, it is really a good deal.

……

Qing Yange just looked at her stroke by stroke, the more she looked at her, the brighter her eyes became, and the smile on the corner of her mouth continued to expand.

However, when she turned to the last page of the ledger, she saw an astronomical figure.

Qingyange thought she was dazzled, so she rubbed her eyes, only to find that the astronomical figure remained unchanged.

Her mouth was as wide as it could fit a goose egg.

Ten thousand 5000 taels? !

Switched to a modern unit of measurement, that would be 5000 taels! ! !

God!

Why is there so much silver? !

Qingyange raised her eyes and stared at Feng Yinyin who was drinking tea and calmly.

Her voice trembled and she asked, "Feng Yinyin, you...you went to rob the treasury?"

Feng Yinyin glanced at the place where Qing Yange's finger fell, and a flash of understanding flashed across his eyes, and he slightly lifted his thin lips, "It's a compensation."

"Pay it?" Qing Yange blinked her eyes and asked a little strangely.

"The princess wanted to see you, so he smashed your shop in Beijing in an attempt to attract your attention." Feng Yinyin put down the teacup.

"She... she smashed my shop? Wouldn't my shops be ruined? I can no longer make money with money!" Qing Yange suddenly felt that the 5000 taels were not worth it.

This is in exchange for sacrificing her property.

A gust of wind blew and messed up Feng Yinyin's hair. He stretched out his fingertips and hooked the hair behind his ears, and replied calmly: "Princess, she smashed shops that we don't make money from."

A ray of light suddenly poured into Qingyange's dim eyes.

Soon, she was a little more puzzled, "Why did Ying Jiaojiao just smash all the shops that we don't make money?"

Feng Yinyin's thin lips raised a beautiful arc, and a pair of eyes filled with a meaningful light.

He smiled and said, "I took her there."

Nan'an Palace.

Ying Chengcheng, who had just returned from delivering the letter, saw that the entire Nan'an Palace had been emptied, and the house was completely empty. He felt very desolate, and he felt startled, and rushed directly into Ying Jiaojiao's courtyard.

"Jiaojiao! Did our family recruit a thief!" Ying Chengcheng asked in shock.

Ying Jiaojiao, who was curled up on the bed and wrapped herself airtightly, carefully poked out a pair of big watery eyes like grapes, she nodded, and said weakly: "Second brother, in fact, you can also understand it this way." ..."

Chang Sheng, who was making tea, quickly said, "Second Young Master, it's because the princess went to destroy the princess' property!"

"Yes, the princess's people have come to our Nanwang Mansion to move things with sky-high bills!" Bu Lao who was cleaning replied.

Ying Chengcheng's eyes turned cold, and he asked, "So how much money did we lose?"

Changsheng: "5000 taels."

Bu Lao: "Because the princess smashed twelve shops, and specially selected expensive items to smash."

Anger flooded Ying Chengcheng's face, and he roared, "Ying! Jiao! Jiao!"

(End of this chapter)