Nian Yaoyue crossed her fingers and was seriously settling accounts.

Yin Zhen helplessly supported his forehead, and now that he is in charge of the family, the expenses of more than 5,000 taels of silver must be explained.

30,000 taels may be able to eat for several lifetimes for ordinary people's families.

But for the royal family who has no concept of money, it is stretched.

So Su Peisheng found out that his master had changed his habit of always liking to take the initiative to pay and take the whole audience at every turn.

Now I even know to ask the price if I eat a tea egg.

Because the master finally found out that he had been wronged for many years.

In the past, when I was in the palace, the black-hearted and blue-livered imperial chefs in the imperial dining room blew the sky wildly, and they were stunned to blow an ordinary tea egg to three taels of silver.

You must know that Hongbin Building's big red robe tea eggs are only one or two silver.

And the pure-tasting tea eggs on the roadside, three copper plates are up to the sky.

It's really not that Nian Yaoyue likes to pick the door, and when she thinks of the mess that Kangxi Ye threw to the fourth master in the future, Nian Yaoyue feels bad.

In order to save money for the fourth master and prevent the fourth master from dying of exhaustion in the fold pile, over the years, Nian Yaoyue has worked hard to dabble in all the industries that can make money.

Although it is not said that the wealth rivals the country, when the fourth master ascended the throne, it was more than enough to take out tens of millions of taels of silver.

"You're so poor, forget it!" Nian Yaoyue looked at the fourth master teasingly.

She saw the fourth master drooping his head, holding his purse tightly in his hand, which contained all his pocket money for the month.

This man used to disdain to carry money, but now he rarely folded the silver ticket and hid it in his purse.

As soon as the words changed, Nian Yaoyue suddenly reached out and poked the fourth master's brain and said with a smile: "I'll give it to you, give one hundred and eighteen taels of silver per person." ”

"Oh, thank you, slave, thank you, master." Su Peisheng's smiling eyes narrowed, and just now he was worried that Nian's pick and search would not give it.

"Hmph.." Yin Zhen snorted weakly, although it is a good thing to have a daughter-in-law housekeeper, but Nian's is getting more and more picky, and he used to care about his lavish spending.

If it was in the past, he would have to buy a kiln pen wash for tens of thousands of taels, and go back to the glass factory two or three times a month, not to mention that it would cost seventy or eighty thousand taels of silver, not counting the expenses of entertainment.

"Master, Lord Zhang Tingyu has news." Su Peisheng folded the fire paint and presented it to the prince.

What is the big deal about coming to the secret fold on the first day of the new year?

The fourth master wanted to do business, and Nian Yaoyue obediently left from the fourth master's arms.

She was sitting on the side eating pastries, and suddenly heard the fourth master chuckle.

"What's wrong?" She curiously took the fold on the table, and her expression gradually became solemn.

"Master, listen to my explanation.." Nian Yaoyue bit her lip and said worriedly.

"No need to explain!" Yinzhen grabbed it with a big hand and hugged Nian's into his arms.

"As long as you're happy, why not?" Yin Zhen said nonchalantly.

"But I want to explain to Lord Zhang Tingyu, I'm really not a profiteer! Here's the thing! ”

Nian Yaoyue began to explain to the fourth master why her business bank was involved in the trade of rice and grain for disaster relief.

The Qing Dynasty had large and small natural disasters every year, and the disaster relief money distributed by the imperial court was allocated to the localities.

According to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, the gruel provided by the government for disaster relief must be inserted into the porridge pot with a porridge spoon and can stand up without falling down.

But in fact, after layers of exploitation, it would be good for the people to drink gruel.

Nian Yaoyue's commercial bank won the relief grain trade of this year's Ludong drought through nepotism with the fourth master.

She didn't go along with those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, but really did charity at a loss.

Instead of letting the people eat gruel like clear water, it is better to exchange japonica rice for cheap wheat bran. At least the victims can eat wheat bran to fill their stomachs.

Usually, one pound of rice can be exchanged for three catties of wheat bran, but Nian Yaoyue asked people to exchange one pound of rice for six catties of wheat bran, which did not make any money at all, and the cost of transportation was upside down.

The fourth master didn't even ask, as long as she was happy.

Nian Yaoyue was glad that she was not a traitor to the country, otherwise the four masters would definitely be pointed at their noses and scolded by the faint monarch.

Zhang Tingyu is the minister of the South Study, and he is also one of the few confidants who can read Kangxi's thoughts.

It seems that someone must have stabbed this matter into the south study, and Zhang Tingyu suppressed this matter, otherwise the excerpt would not have appeared in front of the fourth master on the first day of the new year.

"I know, you don't have to explain." Yin Zhen knew that Nian's heart was for his family and country, and it was impossible for him to rely on being his woman to do something that would lose his conscience.

New Year's Day.

Nian Yaoyue wore the court clothes of Fang Fujin, and together with Li Fang Fujin, followed behind the fourth master and the fourth Fu Jin Yixian, and went to the Forbidden City to greet the masters.

In the past, when she was a concubine Gege, she was not qualified to enter the palace to ask for peace, and only because she had an heir, she was barely qualified to go to the palace of Concubine De to ask for peace.

Now it's different, but whenever there is a family banquet in the Forbidden City, she, Prince Yong, must fulfill her duties and follow the fourth master and the fourth blessing Jin Yixian to the banquet together.

Sifu Jin Yixian stepped on the bottom of the flower pot, and followed the front and back feet beside the fourth master.

Yixian, who never squinted when walking, slowed down frequently, and quietly turned back from time to time.

I thought that the master still knew that it hurt people, and I was worried that Xiao Nian's clan would not be able to keep up with them.

When he came to the Heart Cultivation Palace, Kangxi Ye had not come out yet, and Nian Yaoyue actually saw the Eight Blessings Jin Zhiqing.

Because the eighth master was dug up a few days ago and had dealings with the great Confucian who wrote anti-books in Jiangnan, he was ordered by the long-lived lord to be scolded fifty times, and now he is still lying on the bed and unable to move.

At this time, the eunuch spread the news that the Long Live Lord had arrived, and everyone knelt down to greet him.

It can be seen how disgusted Kangxi Ye is with Zhiqing, when it was the turn of the Eighth Eighth Master Mansion to celebrate the New Year, Zhiqing knelt on the ground for a long time, and Long Live Lord turned a blind eye.

"Lao Jiu, what are you holding in your hand?" Emperor Kangxi's gaze jumped straight over Guo Luo Luo and looked at the old nine husband and wife holding the brocade box.

Ninth Elder Brother Yinyu saw that the eighth sister-in-law was still kneeling on the ground, and coughed a few times in embarrassment.

"Huang Ama, Erchen has prepared an inkstone."

Yinyu saw the eighth sister-in-law kneeling on the ground and moved to the side humbly, if the eighth master knew that the eighth sister-in-law was troubled by the emperor Ama, he would definitely want to cry.

Kangxi then accepted the New Year's greetings of the tenth and twelfth years.

Suddenly, I saw the husband of the thirteenth year, Jun Zhaojia, holding a gift generously, with deference on his face.

There is no arrogance of the old eight-husband Jun Guo Luo Luo's arrogant energy, and he is very relieved.

Xiao Thirteen was confined in the beekeeping meadow, never showed any resentment, and even asked someone to send the honey he brewed to the Heart Cultivation Hall every year.

He remembered that Xiao Thirteen had been confined to the beekeeping trap for more than three years.

"Hongjun, come over to Huang Mafa~" Emperor Kangxi beckoned to the old thirteen's sister-in-law.

The little one, who was more than four years old, walked on his short legs and timidly drilled into the arms of Huang Marfa.

"Did you miss Amma?" Emperor Kangxi leaned over and hugged his grandson in his arms, and took another candied fruit to his grandson.