Zhang Xu came back to his senses and shook his head hurriedly: "Grandson didn't say anything."

He promised to keep it a secret for Miss Kou, but he couldn't tell his grandmother.

After eating a bowl of mutton soup in a few bites, Zhang Xu couldn't hold back: "Grandmother, my grandson has something to go out."

Old Madam Zhu was stunned: "On this cold day, why did you just go out when you came back?"

"Something suddenly came to mind. Before lunch – oh, not necessarily when to be back. If you don't come back for lunch, I'll send to you."

Zhang Xu hurriedly walked out, took two steps and suddenly turned around, and showed a big smile at Old Madam Zhu: "Grandmother, do you have any change on you?" If I borrow it from my grandchildren, I won't go back to the yard to get it."

Old Madam Zhu asked the maidservant to take the money for him: "Bring a few more people, don't go to messy places."

"Grandson knows, don't worry." Zhang Xu walked quickly.

Old Madam Zhu frowned and ordered, "Follow the eldest prince and see where he goes."

For her only grandson, Mrs. Zhu did not dare to be negligent.

Zhang Xu quickly got into the carriage: "Go to Qingsong Bookstore."

He's going to invite Miss Kou to dinner!

The New Year is coming soon, and the earth movement in the Dingbei area is just a conversation after tea and dinner for the vast majority of people in the capital.

Qingsong Bookstore soon arrived, Zhang Xu jumped out of the carriage and walked in quickly.

"Is Miss Kou there?"

Shopkeeper Hu looked at it fixedly, it was the No. 2 gentleman.

The old shopkeeper has recently silently ranked the young people suspected of coveting the owner in his heart, Dai Gongzi is the No. 1 gentleman, and this Zhang Gongzi is the No. 2 gentleman.

In addition, Lord He and Gongzi Kong are numbered together, and there is also the classification of Hanmenzi, and there is Gu Yu for the time being. And then there are those messy people who come to the wealth of the owner, and they are all classified as passers-by.

There's no way, the shopkeeper Hu is old, and it has taken most of his brainpower to count the money, but the owner is good at everything, but he is too worried about this aspect, so it is easy to classify and remember.

"Zhang Gongzi is looking for our owner?" Shopkeeper Hu asked with a smile.

"Yes. Miss Kou should be free, right?"

"It's really unfortunate that our host has gone to Shaoqing's Mansion, and we may have to live there." When the shopkeeper Hu said this, his wrinkles were all smiling.

"That's not early." Zhang Xu snorted angrily, turned around and left.

The carriage stopped on the side of the road, Zhang Xuxing rushed to the air, and he lost the interest in playing elsewhere, so he told the coachman to go home directly.

The subordinate who quietly followed him returned to Zhang's house and reported to Mrs. Zhu: "The eldest prince went to Qingsong Bookstore to find Miss Kou."

"Looking for Miss Kou?" Old Madam Zhu heard about this cousin in Shaoqing's Mansion, and after listening to the reply of her subordinates, her heart was shocked.

Xu'er shouldn't be interested in Miss Kou, right?

Mrs. Zhu also heard about Miss Kou's porridge to save people, and she admitted that this girl had a good heart, but just to thank others for helping her find a cat, she threw money all over the world, which was not suitable for their family.

At dinner, Mrs. Zhu asked tentatively, "Xu'er, do you know Miss Kou?"

Zhang Xu looked vigilant: "What's wrong?"

Could it be that the secret of Miss Kou's appearance has been exposed?

Old Madam Zhu's heart sank.

Xu Er looks like this, it seems that her worries are right.

"Grandmother heard about Miss Kou's soup kitchen, and heard that Miss Kou's bookstore was near Guozijian, so she asked curiously."

"Oh." Zhang Xu breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course Sun Er knows Miss Kou, but we don't know each other."

"That's right." Mrs. Zhu didn't ask any more questions, turned her head and called a shrewd and capable housekeeper's daughter-in-law, and ordered her to go to Qingsong Bookstore tomorrow to meet Miss Kou for a while.

On the side of Shaoqing's Mansion, the old lady expressed her appreciation for Xinyu's soup kitchen: "Your mother was also very soft-hearted when she was young, and she couldn't see anyone suffering."

She wants to keep her granddaughter at home, and she spends a few dollars on soup porridge to get a good reputation for Shaoqing's mansion

It's still cost-effective.

As for Duan Shaoqing, he is 10,000 unwilling, and only hating his niece has become a hot topic of discussion, and it is not good to do it at this time.

The women were worried about the children and grandchildren, and Emperor Xingyuan and the ministers focused all their energy on disaster relief.

Dingbei's recitals came one after another, obviously a piece of paper fluttering, but like a stone pressed on the hearts of the monarch and ministers.

The situation in the affected areas is even worse than it was first known.

In the past few days, silver has flowed out of the treasury, and all kinds of disaster relief resources have been continuously transported to Dingbei, and at this time the imperial court has to face an inescapable problem: there is no money.

The vast territory of Great Xia inevitably has to face a problem: all over the country, north, south, east and west, all kinds of natural disasters cannot be stopped.

Just this summer, because of the floods in the south, the state treasury spent a lot, and because the spring drought affected the harvest, now there is a land movement in Dingbei, and the state treasury is empty.

Where to squeeze out the money, several ministers argued, Zhang Shoufu skillfully played Tai Chi, and Emperor Xingyuan's temples jumped suddenly, and he wanted to lift the dragon eucalyptus.

The eucalyptus can't be lifted, and damage to the object is another expense. Emperor Xingyuan pinched his eyebrows, unconsciously thinking of a person.

This is what he has been accustomed to for many years, and whenever he is embarrassed, he can't help but think of the runaway queen.

At that time, the future was unpredictable and difficult, and she could always come up with new and practical solutions.

If Xinxin is still around, he will definitely be able to share his worries, unlike these old guys, who can only play ball.

Emperor Xingyuan pondered hard in the controversy of his courtiers and thought of a solution: "Call on the rich families in the capital to donate silver."

Donate money?

Several ministers looked at each other and became nervous.

How much to donate? How to donate? Do they want to donate too?

"I heard that Miss Kou, the owner of Qingsong Bookstore, has a lot of money in a small bookstore, which shows that a lot of wealth in the world is hidden in the hands of wealthy businessmen. Now that the imperial court is in trouble, if the rich and noble families can give up some money, they can help the victims of the Dingbei disaster tide over the difficulties."

Zhang Shoufu spoke under the pressure of several people's eyes: "Your Majesty, there has never been such a precedent—"

"Who said no, back then—" Emperor Xingyuan paused, his face sank, "It's so decided, otherwise you will immediately come up with a way for me."

"Your Majesty, if it is directly in the name of the imperial court, I am afraid it is not appropriate."

Emperor Xingyuan looked at Zhang Shoufu with a strange look in his eyes: "Why use the name of the imperial court. Your wife, son, or benevolent businessman, I believe that there are many people with good hearts, and there will be people who will take the initiative to donate and call on everyone."

Ministers: "......"

Emperor Xingyuan glanced at everyone and said, "This way, there will be a banquet for good people, and those who donate more than 1,000 taels of silver will be invited to the banquet, and King Xiu will entertain these good people on my behalf."

The ministers exchanged glances and bowed their hands in unison: "Your Majesty Shengming."

The emperor really "hurts" His Royal Highness King Xiu.