Coming out of the Jewelry Pavilion, Qingqiu had not yet recovered from the shock.

"Master, this woman's things are so expensive? The slave never knew such a thing, it would cost hundreds of thousands of taels, don't cheat us, right? ”

Ning Yuchu's eyes were shining, and he waved his hand and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. ”

Qingqiu sighed: "What's the matter?" ”

The corners of Ning Yuchu's mouth raised: "Master wants to enter the palace to do business." ”

Qingqiu is confused, what can you do to do the right thing?

Shun En Temple.

The hall was burning with earth dragons, and the temperature was more than ten degrees higher than the outside world, but the young man sitting at the desk was still wearing a thick dark purple brocade robe.

He looked at the case file in his hand and coughed a few times from time to time, but he was not interrupted by the cough, and he was so focused that he didn't even notice that someone had entered the hall.

It wasn't until the case file was snatched away that he came back to his senses, and when he raised his eyes, he saw his cousin, who he hadn't seen for many days, looking down at the case file, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't you have a headache when you see the words?" Why do you have the leisure to look at this? ”

Ning Yuchu closed the case file, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Master, just take a look." ”

When he put it back, Ning Qizhan put his fist against his lips and coughed lowly, Ning Yuchu couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows: "Brother Prince, are you sick?" ”

Ning Qizhan suppressed the itch in his throat and said with a wry smile: "Wind cold, get used to it." ”

The prince's brother has been weak since he was a child, and when the weather is cold, he often gets sick, and even the imperial doctor is helpless.

Ning Yu first saw that he was coughing uncomfortably, and couldn't help but say: "Don't focus on political affairs all day long, and pay more attention to your body." ”

Ning Qizhan smiled helplessly: "You also know that the emperor's grandfather is old, and he can't take care of many things, so I can do as much as I can." ”

The attendant Xinxiang couldn't help but interject: "Lord Shizi, this time the master will be sick, and he will work for the snow disaster in the north. ”

Ning Qizhan glanced at him, and Xinxiang immediately lowered his head.

Ning Yuchu sat down on the edge of the table with one hand, he cocked Erlang's legs, leaned towards Ning Qizhan, and raised his eyebrows: "Brother Prince, this time the master is here for the snow disaster." ”

Ning Qizhan was surprised, this demon king of the mixed world usually doesn't listen to things outside the window, and only cares about having fun and eating, this is the first time he has heard something serious from his mouth.

However, he doesn't have any hope that the Demon King of the Mixed World will have any high opinions, and it's good if he doesn't misbehave.

He chuckled and said, "You say." ”

Ning Yuchu's dark eyes were shining: "Brother Prince, the master will ask you a question, do you need silver taels in the northern disaster area?" ”

Ning Qizhan nodded: "Naturally, it is needed, if the imperial court does not allocate funds, it will be difficult for those people who have been severely affected to survive this winter." ”

Speaking of this, the young and handsome face was shrouded in a faint layer of sadness: "But to tell you the truth, the treasury has been exhausted by natural disasters and wars for most of the years, and now it is difficult to take out so much silver taels for disaster relief, it can be said that it is difficult to go to the sky." ”

When Ning Qizhan shook his head in distress, he suddenly heard the cynical young man say, "Then don't donate some money." ”

"Huh?"

"Donate 200,000 taels."

Ning Qizhan: !!

Is this called a donation point?

How could he not know that this demon king of the world was so rich?

But this is not the key, Ning Qizhan looked at him in surprise: "You want to donate money to the disaster area?" ”

Ning Yuchu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yes, anyway, if you have money, you can't spend it, so it's better to give it to the victims, then they won't be so sad this winter." ”

It doesn't seem to care, as if it's just a few baskets of white radish.