Chapter 80: It's Time to Push Hard

Yan Mu'an didn't expect people to donate 500,000 taels because the old lady of the Tao family bought a set of noodles, she just wanted to temporarily relieve the urgent need of the widow king, not to put people to death, not to mention that she might have to do the next business with these people, and her appetite couldn't be too big at first.

"This princess will thank Madame for her generosity."

After Mrs. Tao said a few more words, she began to introduce her maiden nephew, and sent the booklet to Yan Mu'an's hands, which clearly stated what the situation of the person she wanted to recommend, Yan Mu'an closed the booklet, "The princess can't make the decision on this matter, it still depends on the princess, and the princess will mention it when the prince has to be free." ”

Mrs. Tao smiled flatteringly, seeing her smile Yan Mu'an suddenly realized, she has been trying to learn the way these people speak these days, and slowly found that there is no need at all, because the status of the widow king is high enough, even with her is very majestic, what she says and does is right.

After thinking about this, there was a smile on his face, and he became more and more relaxed.

After sending away Mrs. Tao, Yongxian and Yongchao came with a smile, and saw those who hadn't had time to accept the gifts a few times, "Auntie, you know no, you have become the person we admire the most." ”

For the past two days, they have watched their aunt sit here and make money, which is too easy.

Yan Mu'an smiled and said, "I have something to worship, let's worship your imperial uncle." ”

That's a model worker.

Yong Chao said: "Uncle Huang is naturally powerful, but aunt is even more powerful." ”

They can see it clearly, basically she will agree to whatever the imperial uncle says, to put it bluntly, the imperial uncle is at best a tool for the aunt to make money!

Seeing that the two of them were still smiling, they didn't have the posture of the widow king who was a spring silkworm to the end of the silkworm, and immediately opened his mouth without smiling, "Look, your imperial uncle is powerful, and I am also powerful, it doesn't make sense that you are not good at being a nephew, right?" ”

"I got up this morning to practice, how is my kung fu practice, have you practiced kung fu on horseback and archery, have you learned the art of war?"

The soul struck four times in a row, the smiles of the two brothers froze, and Yan Mu'an continued to output: "Your father and uncle are old, and it will depend on you to lead the people of Nanqi to move forward with difficulty in the future, you look at you, like weak chickens and cubs, this will not work, if the enemy attacks your emperor and uncle do not resist it, what should you do like this, you must not be easily captured, who will save you when the time comes?" ”

"I'll tell you Uncle Huang when I go back, you should also spend this year, every inch of time is an inch of gold, every inch of gold is difficult to buy an inch of time, young man, it's time to work hard!"

"Come on, come on, my aunt will accompany you to practice."

As she spoke, she got up, and the two brothers were numb, why did the aunt recite the scriptures like this?

It's much more powerful than the queen mother's chatter!

Soon they heard Yan Mu'an muttering in his heart, [What a good boy, it's hard to imagine the scene of them being taken away as a little man, what would they do if they met a reckless man with stinking teeth and burnt yellow and his breath could smoke people to death. 】

The two brothers are full of spirits, and they really want to say that if that time comes, they will definitely die for their country, and they will definitely not be insulted!

It's a pity that their aunt can't see or hear what is going on in their hearts.

The fundraising at the gate of Zhaojue Temple continues every day, as the officials of the DPRK and China go to donate one after another, the people who go to donate are more and more, and even some people in the west of the city also go to donate, when they carefully touch out three or five copper plates, saying that this winter is the best time, the people around can't help but sigh.

A teenager led a five or six-year-old baby over to donate ten wen, the person who registered asked him where he lived, he proudly said in the west of the city, "The boss of the Yan family said that he would help us choose a large compound in the west of the city to live in, and he would find some work for us in the future, and we would live in the west of the city." “

The person who registered smiled and registered them.

I don't know from which moment it began, it began to be rumored that Yan Mu'an woke up from a dream and inherited the righteousness of his mother Huaixiang County Lord, and the Yan family is also a good businessman.

"I want the princess to marry the king of Yong'an with the merits of the lord of Huaixiang, I am not optimistic about this marriage"

"Xu is the lord of Huaixiang County, and he can't bear to see the huge family business ruined like this, and he may mention the princess in his dream."

"In short, it is a good thing that the princess wakes up from a dream."

The boring people who drank a little wine also arranged a play of Yan Mu'an's dream of meeting her dead mother, and she said it with a clear eye, as she saw it with her own eyes, and she was stunned to create a lost character for Yan Mu'an.

These rumors came to the mouths of the dignitaries again, and they all laughed, and soon someone bluntly pointed out that Yan Mu'an was selling his official position in disguise, saying that now the gate to enter the Yong'an Palace cannot be entered without 10,000 taels of silver.

Some people are heartbroken, thinking that the majestic King Yong'an is actually at the mercy of a woman; Some people also think that Yan Mu'an's move has another deep meaning, thinking that she has the entire county lord's mansion as a dowry, and her family has strong resources, so why do she need to earn this silver?

Nine times out of ten, the prince benefits!

"The old man has long said that where the emperor is poor, the treasury is poor, and the courtiers are rich and noble, things will be reversed, and the consequences will be unimaginable in the long run!"

"How can the treasury raise troops if it has no money, how can the territory be guarded if the soldiers are not strong and the horses are not strong, do you want to let the land be wiped out by the Heavenly Sage little by little?"

Fortunately, it is now the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, and the next day of the court will start to rest, otherwise these courtiers will have to quarrel in the court.

The discussion from the outside world reached the ears of the flower steward, and the flower steward did not allow anyone to spread the news from the outside to the ears of their princess, for fear that it would stimulate the princess, besides, after so many years, when has their palace been so rich?

"Flower steward, Wu said that he couldn't do it, said that he was dizzy and wanted to rest for a day, and I saw that his hands were blistered."

The little guy who came to pass the word felt like a dream, the hand of the account room was a blister drawn out of the abacus, there was silver every day these days, and he had to count the accounts as soon as he came, "Last night, Wu's account room was only lying down in the second half of the night." ”

The flower steward is painful and happy, the treasury in the mansion has never had so much silver, not to mention the people below, even he feels like he is dreaming.

"Just let the Wu account room rest for an hour, until the Chinese New Year's Eve, there will be people coming every day, today's work is finished today, otherwise it will be more difficult to pile up tomorrow, it is really impossible to invite the old account room in our mansion back to help."

Who would have thought that there would be this day in their palace.

After the flower steward once again confessed that the house was shut up, Yan Mu'an was stunned that he didn't know anything about the outside news, holding the stove and drinking hot tea to watch the two brothers practice, if he hadn't considered that he couldn't be too naked, Yongxian wouldn't have been able to escape.

At this time, a girl came to report, "Princess, Fushou is back." (End of chapter)