Feng Huanbing, who had always been silent and watching, vaguely felt something, and immediately turned her eyes to look at her sister, and it happened that Feng Huanling was also looking at her at this time, and the two knew each other's thoughts in an instant.

"The mourning family thinks that Concubine Guan's strategy is good, and they should go to the saint to discuss it later, and encourage the imperial family and important ministers to take the lead in donating money and materials, which can at least alleviate part of the pressure on the treasury."

As soon as Empress Dowager Mo's words fell, she heard a thick male voice full of the emperor's domineering voice sounded.

"I also think that Concubine Guan's strategy is very good!"

Because Emperor Xuan signaled not to make a noise, the inner supervisor guarding outside did not report, so that after Long Jingming walked into the hall, all the concubines led by Empress Dowager Mo left their seats and knelt down to take over.

Emperor Xuan, who had been difficult to get a trip to Qianshou Palace in the past year, suddenly came, and Empress Dowager Mo was a little overjoyed, and a smile appeared on her usual serious face.

Emperor Xuan said "flat", and then went straight to the main seat to sit down, and after Empress Dowager Mo sat down beside him again, Concubine Guan, Concubine Mo Shu, Feng Zhaorong and Princess Cheyue returned to their seats one after another.

Feng Qingwan, who was affirmed by Long Jingming, was very happy, and the bright smile on her lips made her delicate face more and more gorgeous, "Holy Lord, the concubine thinks that if you want to donate, you should take King Cheyue and Prime Minister Feng as an example, I don't know what the Holy Lord wants?" ”

Feng Qingwan seemed to be excited, but in fact, she never forgot the original purpose of her proposal, and she never forgot what she really wanted to calculate.

"Well, the prime minister, as the head of the three princes, should indeed be an example for the courtiers, and the imperial uncle is naturally worthy of being an example for the royal family."

Someone is willing to pay for disaster relief to reduce the pressure on the treasury, Long Jingming naturally can't ask for it, and if he can let Prime Minister Feng and King Cheyue suffer from the loss of their financial resources and weaken the fundamentals, it will be even more beneficial to him.

As for Feng Qingwan, he naturally thought of this, and expected that he would not oppose it, so he would strongly propose it.

And Concubine Mo Shu, who was obviously the first to propose donations for disaster relief, did not show the slightest dissatisfaction on her face, who made her not have a quick reaction and only thought of cutting her own flesh, and did not think of using cutting other people's flesh to ask for credit for herself?

"My father is definitely willing to do his best for the Holy Lord and my Divine Dragon Kingdom, but I don't know if the Cheyue Palace's Mansion is convenient?"

Feng Qingwan was not worried about the financial resources of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so she did not hesitate to use the agitation method against the princess Feng Huanling, and the eyes cast over were even more provocative.

The discord between the sisters is only barely maintained in front of outsiders, and it is no longer a secret in private, but there is no real knife and real gun.

Now that King Cheyue is not in the mansion, this donation can naturally only be decided by the princess. If you donate less, it is small to lose face, and it is big to displease Emperor Xuan. And if you donate too much, when King Cheyue returns, it is inevitable that she will blame the princess for not being able to run the house.

In this way, no matter what the final outcome is, it will only be Feng Huanling who will be sad about it!

"This ...... The prince is not in the house, and the courtiers are afraid that it will not be easy to be the master. ”

Feng Huanling, who instantly became the focus of attention, lowered his eyes to his chest, revealing a very embarrassed appearance.

"We naturally know that His Royal Highness King Cheyue is still on the way to send the envoys of the Flower God Kingdom back to China, and everyone in the world knows that the prince is dedicated to the Tao, and he has no private income except for the monthly income, so my sister doesn't have to be too embarrassed, just do her best."

Feng Qingwan was proud in her heart, but her face was extremely sympathetic and gentle, "In this way, no matter how much property my sister can donate on behalf of the prince, this palace will be the master of the family on behalf of the father, and double the amount of donation, how about it?" ”

According to the regulations of the Shenlong Kingdom, Feng Wanquangui is the prime minister of the head of the three princes, and the monthly rule is only one hundred and twenty taels of silver. Even if King Cheyue is the prince and uncle, the monthly case is no more than two hundred taels at most, but it is to maintain the expenditure of the entire palace, even if he really does everything he does not hesitate to bankrupt his family, the amount that can be donated will not be too much.

Because of this, Feng Qingwan dared to provoke Feng Huanling so much, which not only showed her tolerant atmosphere but also forced her to be anxious, maybe Long Yucang would have a dislike with her for this, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this plan would inevitably kill more birds with one stone.

In the Qianshou Palace, Concubine Guan was so righteous and awe-inspiring, Princess Cheyue naturally had no choice but to respond in the end, promising to discuss the amount with the account manager when she went back. In this way, Emperor Xuan and Empress Dowager Mo were barely satisfied, and Concubine Mo Shu's excitement when she saw the infighting in their Feng family also alleviated the depression in her heart.

Feng Huanbing rarely saw his sister, but it wasn't until he left Qianshou Palace and stepped up to the palace road that he had the opportunity to be alone with the two of them.

"I'm really angry, Feng Qingwan is clearly not at ease this time, I think she wishes that King Cheyue would go bankrupt for this! It's a pity that the prince has always had no intention of money and mundane things, but he is afraid that the property that can be taken out is very limited, otherwise if he can come up with a huge amount of money, see where the Prime Minister's Mansion will double the donation! ”

Because he pulled his sister into his warm sedan chair together, the sound of Feng Huanbing was a little louder, but the volume only echoed in the sedan car, and it was not clear from the outside.

"Well, most of the prince's life in the past has been spent in Yuanling Mountain, so naturally he didn't waste any effort on revenue. In the past, the monthly salaries were directly managed by Nangong Mama, and they were used for the daily expenses of the palace, and there would not be too much that could be accumulated. But after all, he is a prince and an uncle of the emperor, if the amount donated is too small, it will inevitably fall into laughter, and it will inevitably have an impact on the results of the subsequent donations. ”

Seeing that her sister's cheeks were slightly red in a hurry, and a pair of big eyes full of anxiety were almost out of her sockets, Feng Huanling finally laughed out loud.

"Oh, sister, don't worry, you have to believe in me and the prince, there will be a way to deal with it. Look at it, you can't tell who is going to go bankrupt in the end! ”

If you encounter this snow disaster when you don't have Yue Jue in your hand, and you encounter Feng Qingwan who deliberately makes things difficult when King Cheyue is away, I am afraid that Feng Huanling will really have a lot of worries about this donation. Maybe you can just sit back and wait to become a laughing stock, or really go bankrupt, but now?

She touched the crescent-shaped white jade pendant that hung on her chest and was hidden in her clothes, and the smile on her lips continued to expand.

As Feng Qingwan said, Feng Wanquan's monthly routine is only one hundred and twenty taels of silver, even if you add the income from several shops and fields of the Feng family, although you are rich and worry-free, it is far less than the words "rich and rival the country".

In addition, the Mo family has always been embezzling the income of the Prime Minister's Mansion, although it is very secretive and few people know about it, but after all, this moth has been in effect for more than ten years, even if the Feng family is not just an empty piece of evidence at the moment, it will definitely not be as rich as Feng Wanquan expected.

With the support of the four major shops that are all rich and rival the country, it is not difficult for Feng Huanling to come up with an astronomical pit Feng family, but she must take into account Long Jingming's thoughts.

After all, let the Cheyue Palace's take the lead in donating money this time, Long Jingming was only afraid that he would also have a temptation, otherwise he would not be so happy to watch Feng Qingwan provoke them. Therefore, Feng Huanling had to combine Long Yucang's monthly income accumulation to estimate the maximum number that they could only come up with if they were "bankrupt".

Since the women of the Shenlong Kingdom were not allowed to enter the court, Feng Huanling handed over a copy of the recital on behalf of Long Yucang as the princess of Cheyue, and announced the amount of his donation to Emperor Xuan and the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu with a very sad gesture comparable to that of a strong man's broken wrist.

"Fifteen thousand taels of silver?"

The first person who couldn't help but exclaim was Prime Minister Feng Wanquan, who had been told by his eldest daughter that he needed to donate twice as much as King Docheyue today.

The prince's monthly salary is 210 taels of silver, only more than 2,000 taels a year, and only more than 20,000 taels in ten years.

"Princess Cheyue is worthy of being the person chosen by the imperial uncle, she really understands the benevolence of the imperial uncle, and can give everything for the people of the world, I am very relieved."

As soon as Long Jingming on the golden chair said this, the hundreds of officials below echoed it, praising the Cheyue Palace's efforts for disaster relief.

"Feng Aiqing, I know that your monthly salary must be inferior to Uncle Huang, but since you started to run shops and fields, you have accumulated a lot over the past few decades, but it shouldn't be too embarrassing for just 30,000 taels of silver, right?"

Obviously, Long Jingming's handsome dragon face was full of smiles and very kind, but Feng Wanquan was seen with a chill down his spine, and he couldn't say anything about the bitterness in his heart, and he could only secretly scold Feng Qingwan for not being successful enough and more than ruined.

30,000 taels of silver, it's not that the Prime Minister's Mansion can't take it out, but if you take out 30,000 taels at once, even the treasury will be tight, not to mention the Feng family?

"The minister will do his best to raise funds and live up to the expectations of the saints."

Feng Wanquan, who was pale in the face, could only grit his teeth and accept it after all, he originally wanted to wait to see the joke of Cheyue Palace, and talk to vent the resentment in his heart, but he would have thought that he would become a joke in the end!

After going down, he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion with a stomach full of anger, and Feng Wanquan went straight to Mo's is scolding.

The eldest daughter, Feng Qingwan, is now the honor of the concubine, not to mention that it is difficult for him to see him in the palace far away, and even if he does, he does not dare to easily tear his face and scold and vent, so Feng Wanquan can only find the eldest lady who gave birth to this daughter. With the introduction of these 30,000 taels of silver, by the way, the grievances accumulated since Aunt Su's death were also vented together.

Mo Shi was naturally scolded very aggrieved, but when she heard that Feng Wanquan actually asked her to raise 30,000 taels of silver in three or five days, she was so frightened that she couldn't care about her grievances and cried.

"Xiangye, that's a full 30,000 taels of silver, where can you raise it in a short time? Seeing that it is the end of the year, the silver in the original house is a little tight, not to mention that the winery and the workshop have just received a big business a few years ago, and now most of the silver is pressed on this, at least until the end of autumn and early winter of next year. Xiangye, if you have to collect all the silver taels in five days at most, you will force me to death! ”

Seeing that he was afraid that he had embezzled most of the property in the mansion and was about to be exposed, Mo had no choice but to cry, make trouble and hang himself for a long time, and he actually cried on the spot regardless of the dignified demeanor of the eldest lady.

"According to what you mean, can it be that the wealth accumulated by my Feng family for several generations can be hollowed out by a mere 30,000 silver?"

Feng Wanquan was not stopped by the suddenly spilled Mo Shi, still with a cold face and non-negotiable, insisting that she collect the donation of 30,000 silver within five days, and then left with a fierce flick of her sleeves.

When he was so angry, he really didn't want to see her face again, so he left Yaxin Courtyard and went straight to Yulan Courtyard.

Since Aunt Su's death, only Zhi Yao has been left in the Yulan Courtyard to live, although she is only an aunt from a humble background, but because she is pregnant, she is quite valued by the old lady and the prime minister, but no one dares not to serve without dedication.