Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Shu Jiao sighed softly.

Actually, I don’t really feel disgusted.

After all, their family is rich, which is accumulated through hard work of generations, and they deserve it.

I just thought of the slightly empty treasury of that good grandson in the palace...

Shu Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly.

Their family is still the royal family. It doesn't make sense that the money in their treasury should be less than that of these aristocratic families, right?

"Check which nobles are coming tonight."

After the singing and dancing stopped, Shu Jiao left after saying a few words.

Zhao Rui followed quickly.

The palace gate was closed at this time, but Shu Jiao and Zhao Rui still walked in by scanning their faces, and Shu Jiao went straight back to her Xiuning Palace.

Zhao Rui hesitated, but still went to find Zhao Yuan.

At that time, Zhao Yuan was still reviewing memorials in Qinxian Palace.

Seeing him, he looked at her and said, "Tell me, where did you take the national teacher today?"

Zhao Rui hesitated for a moment, wanting to hide it but not daring to. Finally, he lowered his head and carried the tray out obediently.

"Ah! Where?"

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but choke after hearing this. He asked in surprise, "Where did you take the Imperial Master? Tell me again!"

"Um...Xinghua Tower...But Father, I am not the one who brought the Imperial Master there!"

"Who else could it be if not you?"

Zhao Yuan was so angry that his breathing became disordered. He glanced at the memorial in his hand and felt a little unhappy, so he walked over and kicked Zhao Rui.

"How dare you? You took the Imperial Master to a brothel. Are you going to piss me off to death?"

That's his royal grandmother!

His bright, graceful and elegant grandmother!

You actually took her to a brothel. I think you really want to die!

"Ouch!"

Zhao Rui felt a pain from being kicked, and quickly explained: "Father, I am really not your son! It was really the Imperial Master who suggested going to Xinghua Tower."

"Then how did she know about Xinghualou?"

"Yes, I heard Cao Yingsheng, the son of the Duke of Yue, mention it when I was watching a play."

Zhao Yuan's face was gloomy. "Explain clearly."

In order to avoid being kicked to death by his own father, Zhao Rui very politely betrayed Cao Yingsheng's group of young masters, and also mentioned the fact that Li Fucheng later spent 6,500 taels in a brothel.

"You guys have had a wonderful day."

Zhao Yuan said in a deep voice.

He seemed to have calmed down, turned around and sat back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Father, Father, if it is not your business, then I will go back home first."

Zhao Rui asked cautiously.

Zhao Yuan glanced at him and said, "Go back and copy the Four Books once each and calm your mind."

Zhao Rui: …

"Father..."

"Three times."

"I'm leaving now!"

Zhao Rui quickly bowed and went back home without stopping. He wondered in his heart why it was not Zhao Zhi who accompanied Shu Jiao today?

He is the boss!

He deserves to suffer this!

Zhao Rui wanted to cry. He was already a grown-up, yet he was still copying the Four Books. Would he be so shameless if this got out?

In the palace.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Yuan decided to go find Shu Jiao tomorrow.

The Empress Dowager is not young anymore, and there is no rush about this matter. Let her have a good rest first.

But when he went to court the next day, his expression was not very good.

The court officials thought something serious had happened and were afraid to speak.

So today's morning court ended exceptionally quickly.

Zhao Yuan took a big step and headed straight for Xiuning Palace.

Shu Jiao had just gotten up and was putting on her makeup.

Even when Zhao Yuan arrived, he could only sit outside and wait.

About a quarter of an hour later, Shu Jiao walked out. "Why did the emperor come so early today?"

"Come and have breakfast with the Imperial Master."

Shu Jiao smiled and handed him the rolled-up scroll in her hand, "Take a look first."

Zhao Yuan was a little puzzled, but he quickly unfolded the scroll and shook it. Suddenly he found that it was a rough map of the banquet. Several places were circled in black ink, and special symbols were marked next to each one.

He couldn't quite understand.

"What is this?" Zhao Yuan asked curiously.

"Look at the lower right corner again."

Zhao Yuan lowered his eyes and looked, only to see a few lines of words written in tiny calligraphy in the lower right corner.

? Coal mine.

▲Iron ore.

? Gold Mine…

Zhao Yuan: ???

Zhao Yuan: !!!

Mines, minerals!

Zhao Yuan stood up straight in an instant, "Royal... Imperial Master! Is this true?"

Gold mines, silver mines, iron mines, copper mines...

A windfall from heaven!

Once these gold and silver mines are mined, his treasury will be filled in an instant. As for the iron and copper mines, once they are mined, the soldiers will be able to use sufficient weapons and armor...

Shu Jiao curled her lips slightly, "Sit down, don't be so excited. These are of course true, you can order someone to lead the team to dig later."

"Whoo~"

Zhao Yuan let out a long breath and said with a smile, "Master, you really can give me a big surprise every day!"

He held the scroll tightly, sat down again and asked, "I heard from the third brother that you went with him to... Xinghua Tower last night?"

"I was curious, so I went to take a look."

Shu Jiao was calm.

She raised her eyes slightly, her expression calm and peaceful, "It's a pity that the son of a tiger father is a dog, which is disappointing. If the descendants of the royal family of Da Yan are all of that kind of character, Da Yan will be worried."

"The Imperial Master is absolutely right."

Zhao Yuan's face darkened when he heard this. "There are still too many playboys in the capital."

"Yes. You have been idle all day, and have no time to play with cats and dogs in the capital. Why don't you concentrate on learning some poetry, books and martial arts, so as not to lose face for your ancestors, and also let the capital be stable for a while."

"what do you mean?"

"Those who are sent to school should be sent to school, and those who are sent to the military camp should be sent to the military camp."

Shu Jiao drank a mouthful of rice porridge slowly before saying, "We must pay close attention to the education of the next generation, otherwise there will be no one to succeed us. What will happen after you and I are gone?"

Do we still have to rely on the older generation who are in their sixties and seventies?

Do not make jokes.

Those court officials might have left earlier than them.

"Look at the court again. How many newcomers are there? Among the military commanders, apart from the veterans, how many can command a hundred thousand troops?"

Shu Jiao's words made Zhao Yuan fall into deep thought.

It seems... it really seems... that there is no one to take over...

After he and the Empress Dowager leave, they won’t leave a mess for the Crown Prince, right?

No!

Talents still need to be cultivated!

He couldn't just ignore what happened next just because those old guys used it easily and skillfully!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan nodded heavily, "Master, I understand."

Then he accompanied Shu Jiao for a meal, and hurried back to Qinxian Palace, immediately summoning the prince and several important court officials.

Before the court officials could enter the palace, the Duke of Yue, the Marquis of Xuanping, the Marquis of Guangyang, the Duke of Xin...

He was the father of the group of young masters who broke into Shu Jiao's box in the teahouse yesterday. He carried the young masters, who were so badly beaten that their faces were swollen and their legs were shaking, to Qinxian Palace to apologize.

Zhao Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile, "My dear, you are indeed a bad parent."

"Your Majesty, forgive me."

"It was the Imperial Master who was disturbed, not me."

Zhao Yuan said coldly: "The Imperial Master is tolerant and will not take this matter to heart. But I am wondering if your sons and daughters are too idle on weekdays? They are either fighting or going to brothels..."

Speaking of going to brothels.

Zhao Yuan's expression became even uglier.