No, it's richer than you have in your treasury." Old Marquis Sheng was not to be outdone.

The emperor who blocked it in one sentence lost his temper.

"Why don't you take a private stake and let Zhiyao help you earn some money?" Old Marquis Sheng proposed.

This suggestion is very good, the emperor quickly nodded: "What business are you going to do?"

"It's time to open a bank, what do you think?" Old Marquis Sheng said.

"Money Bank? Will it work?" The emperor was a little skeptical.

"Don't worry about this, our Zhiyao can definitely do it, she has a unique skill and makes a lot of money." Old Marquis Sheng said proudly.

"Okay, then try, but you have to show me what Zhiyao is capable of, and I will agree to you to take a stake, which is my private money." The emperor lowered his voice and said to the old marquis Sheng.

But this voice was not small at all, and all the people present listened to it.

Sheng Zhengye had just served the teacup and drank the tea "poof" squirting out.

Although it was not the first time he had seen his father and the emperor dislike each other, he was still taken aback when he heard that the emperor also had private money.

This move immediately attracted the attention of the two old men: "Zhengye, what are you doing?"

Sheng Zhengye's hand shook when he was frightened by his father's voice, and the teacup almost fell to the ground.

"No, it's okay with my father." Sheng Zhengye hurriedly explained.

"Haha~ I know! Zhengye must be laughing at you for hiding your money."

"No, no, father, I didn't mean to laugh at Your Majesty." Sheng Zhengye waved his hand eagerly and explained, "I just didn't expect His Majesty to hide private money."

"What's this, don't you hide?" The emperor raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I ......" Sheng Zhengye was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer, "I just think that the whole world is not the king's land, why does Your Majesty need to hide private money." Sheng Zhengye finally held back such a sentence for a long time.

"That being said, you can't use the money in the treasury for business, can you?"

"Why not? We are going to open a money bank in the name of Shang Zhou, spread throughout the Shang Zhou Dynasty, and then open branches in Western Chu, Qi Qin, and Eastern Liang." Old Marquis Sheng suddenly became excited as he spoke.

The emperor raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "This is a new thing, you can consider it, anyway, there is not much silver in the treasury, I think it is better to give it a try."

"What is Grandpa going to try?" As soon as Sheng Zhiyao walked to the front hall, she heard the emperor talking, but she didn't listen to it all.

"I said to open a money bank in the name of the Shang Zhou Dynasty." Old Marquis Sheng looked at Sheng Zhiyao word by word and said.

"Isn't that just opening a national bank? I support it." Sheng Zhiyao hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"What is a bank? How come I've never heard of it?" The emperor looked at Old Marquis Sheng and said.

"It's a money bank, use part of the money to help the poor, and another part of the money to invest in merchants' shops, and the recovered expenses can fill the treasury, and you can ask those courtiers to donate." Old Marquis Sheng said, glancing at the emperor with disdain.

"That's good, that's good, I'll have someone bring you money when I'm done with the meal." The emperor nodded, looked at Old Marquis Sheng and smiled with satisfaction.

"You're too anxious, wait until Zhiyao and I are done, let's go to the restaurant to eat first." Old Marquis Sheng glared at him and said angrily.

"Yes! Grandpa, let's have dinner first, please here." Sheng Zhiyao led the emperor towards the restaurant.

Along the way, the emperor kept discussing the matter of Qian Zhuang with the old marquis Sheng, and did not stop until the restaurant saw a golden roast duck.

"Zhiyao, this roast duck is good, it tastes so fragrant." After the emperor sat down, he looked at Sheng Zhiyao and asked.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at what she had made and smiled: "Grandpa Huang, I'll wrap you a duck, you wait."

Sheng Zhiyao washed her hands, took out a small kitchen knife and began to slice the duck, and after a while, a fat duck was dismantled and only bones remained.

She picked up a piece of lotus leaf cake wrapped in duck meat and side dishes and handed it to the emperor: "Grandpa Huang, try it."

The emperor took a bite of the duck meat, and then nodded: "Zhi Yao's cooking skills are becoming more and more exquisite, you always have some novel recipes, and my imperial dining room is not as good as the small kitchen of your Hou Mansion."

"If Grandpa Huang likes it, I'll teach Grandpa Yuan to make it, so that you can eat it when you want to."

Sheng Zhiyao said, wrapped another piece and handed it to the emperor: "Grandpa Huang, you can eat more roast duck, this is very nourishing."

Hearing this, the emperor nodded: "Well, okay."

"Grandpa Cui also sat down to eat."

"No, no, how can the old slave dine with the emperor and the marquis." Grandpa Cui hurriedly waved his hand and refused.

The emperor frowned when he heard this: "Okay, sit down!" The stinky old man won't dislike you, and besides, it's not like we haven't eaten it."

"But......" Grandpa Cui was a little embarrassed.

Grandpa Cui's hesitant gaze fell on Sheng Zhiyao's face, and Sheng Zhiyao immediately smiled and said to Grandpa Cui when he saw this, "Grandpa Cui, sit down quickly, there are no outsiders here."

Grandpa Cui had no choice but to sit down.

The emperor saw Gonggong Cui sit down and nodded with satisfaction: "Hurry up and eat, there will be no more later."

"Yes!" Grandpa Cui nodded, picked up the chopsticks and started.

"Grandpa Cui, you can also drink more of this duck soup, which can regulate your body." Sheng Zhiyao said and scooped a bowl of soup for Grandpa Cui, and Grandpa Cui was flattered.

"Thank you, Lord County, the old slave came by himself."

"Gonggong Cui, you have to live in the Hou Mansion these days, if you are still so polite, I can't live with you, I'm too tired." Sheng Zhiyao pouted and complained, and Grandpa Cui felt warm in his heart when he heard this.

"Yes! The old slave knows." Grandpa Cui replied in a low voice, then lowered his head and took a sip of soup.

"Gonggong Cui, don't call me any county lord, just like the imperial grandfather, call me Zhiyao." Sheng Zhiyao said, looking at the emperor.

"Yes, I think it should be so, you can be regarded as an elder who watched her grow up." The emperor looked at Gonggong Cui with a smile and said.

Hearing this, Gonggong Cui smiled and nodded, "Yes."

Grandpa Cui looked at the child in front of him, thinking of the scene when she was born, and sighed with emotion in his heart.

In the years when the old marquis left the capital with Sheng Zhiyao, the emperor was also chattering every day in the palace, no one quarreled with him, and he rarely saw the emperor's smile.

Everyone ate very happily at one meal, and Grandpa Cui was no longer restrained, and happily ate and chatted with everyone. The emperor and the old marquis Sheng drank even more, and after a glass of wine, the two of them were already drunk.

Fortunately, the Shenghou Mansion has always prepared a room for the emperor.

Sheng Zhengye and Grandpa Cui helped the drunken emperor and the old Marquis Sheng back to Qingliu Courtyard, and Grandpa Cui placed the emperor properly before he went out with confidence.

Sheng Zhiyao went to his mother's room, looked at Qi Xinyue, who was sleeping soundly, and roughly checked his body before he was relieved.

However, when it comes to kidnapping her mother, Sheng Zhiyao will not let Feng Yuanqing go so simply.

"Hongxue, secretly sprinkle this medicine on Feng Yuanqing's bed." Sheng Zhiyao sat on the edge of Qi Xinyue's bed with a gloomy face.

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