Dodder Pampering Handbook

As the weather gradually warmed up, the brochures handed over to Zhong Chen also conveyed better and better news.

Uncle Huang gave 300 million taels to Xiang Zhongchen for the silver taels obtained by ransacking Liu Yan's house.

Liu Yan is currently being imprisoned in death row, only to be executed after the fall.

There was no hope for Fu Kaisheng to turn things around. In the past few months, some playboys in Jinling City had calmed down a bit.Who doesn't know that the treasury of Dazhao is empty?Now that the little emperor had seen the taste of meat, he took the minister who made a mistake several times and made a lot of money.

However, Zhao Chan really knew that nearly tens of millions of taels of silver were stolen from the house.

There is nothing in the treasury.

All were taken away by the emperor.

This is a big matter, Zhong Teng, as the regent, only dared to come secretly, and dared not let people find out.

If Zhong Teng hadn't told himself, Zhao Chan would never have been able to find out.

In the past, he only heard from Fu Xisheng that King Yong'an was ambitious and the entire palace was his death guard.One person can fight against a hundred.

He was just listening and playing, until late that night, Zhong Cheng woke him up and took him to see it himself.

The heavy soldiers guarding the treasury were all from King Yong'an. The long torches burned into a fire dragon, and the soldiers carried the silver boxes in an orderly manner and transported them out of the city.

These black-armored soldiers exude a chilling aura that is difficult for ordinary soldiers to achieve.

Zhao Chan really looked terrified, Zhong Cheng thought he was cold, so he wrapped his cloak tighter intimately.

"Your Majesty, it's cold here, shall we go inside and have a look?"

The national treasury is related to the livelihood of one dynasty, and stones are used instead of wood to avoid fire. The location of the building is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The originally huge warehouse has almost been emptied.

It was actually colder in the warehouse than outside, and there was a slight echo of his words.

Zhao Chan really shrank his neck, and asked Zhong Cheng curiously: "Uncle Huang, can these money really make Xiao Yu lose without a fight?"

A few days ago, when the Ministry of Rites wrote a letter, Xiao Yu's ambitions became bigger and bigger.I'm afraid that in a few years, he will attack Da Zhao in the name of "Qing Jun's side".

Zhong Cheng didn't doubt this at all, who made Xiao Yuyuan the hero of this story.

In the original book, King Yong'an used the Son of Heaven to command the princes and the heroes of the world. Only Xiao Yu, who can be regarded as his equal in strength, gathered another team of troops in an attempt to overthrow Da Zhao.

Originally, he was strong enough, but his heart was not stable, until the severe drought and famine in Yongzhou, and then, it seemed that the sky was about to perish Dazhao, one after another accidents happened, Dazhao didn't handle it properly, and the people's heart gradually lost, within a year , Xiao Yu led his troops to defeat Da Zhao.

King Yong'an led his men back three hundred miles, pushed the little emperor out and gave Xiao Yu a restraint, only in exchange for a glimmer of hope of survival.

The gears of the story have already started to turn, and Zhong Cheng will naturally not watch the little emperor go to a dead end.

The only thing he can do is to change the direction of people's hearts and kill all seeds in the cradle.

Zhong Teng made a few chess moves, and Xiang Zhongchen was one of them. In the next few years, he will not come back, but will fight hard in Yongzhou.

As for the other step, it is the whereabouts of the money.

Under the firelight, Zhong Cheng smiled slightly, and Zhao Chan was really fascinated.

Then, a big hand pressed gently on his head, causing him to close his eyes in fright.

Zhong Cheng bent down and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, the prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the world is full of hustle and bustle for profit. What I want to teach Your Majesty today is a knife that does not see blood."

Zhao Chan's heart was moved, and when he opened his eyes again, the eyeballs were black and watery, and his voice was a little soft, with a trembling voice: "Can you count a knife if you don't see blood?"

He probably knew what Zhong Cheng wanted to do, but he seemed to be very greedy to be treated like this.

"Of course, Your Majesty."

The voice of Your Majesty, Zhong Cheng called it tender and lingering, as if there were only the two of them whispering here, and they explained it patiently with some preciousness.

"Everything in the world is nothing more than man-made. Xiao Yu has only 20 soldiers, why dare he attack Da Zhao frequently? What is his strength? Naturally, Yuzhou is a plain terrain with many people. It has been known as a granary since ancient times. All you need is to rest and recuperate , can feed millions of people.”

"When there is no war, they can grow enough food to feed several times the number of people. When there is war, they are the bravest soldiers."

Saying that, Zhong Cheng took Zhao Chanzhen's hand, crouched his hand into a fist, and then wrapped him around him, persuading him carefully.

"Water gathers and has great potential, and everything in the world is like this. If it can gather, it can naturally disperse."

Zhao Chan really only felt that a finger got into his palm, scratched his palm twice, and he itched to let go of his fist.

Before he opened his fingers, Zhong Teng's hand moved up, palm to palm, facing his palm, against his fingers, preventing him from closing it again.

Zhong Teng has a big frame and a tall stature.The fingers are even more well-defined, strong and powerful.Compared with Zhao Chanzhen's hand, it is even more so.

Zhao Chan really straightened his fingers, but he could only get his second phalanx. If he tried to go up a little bit, his fingertips turned white because of too much force.

Zhong Cheng laughed softly, only thinking that Zhao Chanzhen's habit of distracting his mind at any time was a little too cute for being childish.

He took Zhao Chanzhen's hand again, interlocked his fingers, and called the little emperor's attention back: "Your Majesty, when his momentum is separated, we will naturally defeat him without a single soldier. "

Money can unite people, but it can also distract people.

Zhao Chan really swallowed the jujube after listening to it, and knew his intention, but he didn't know how to operate it.

However, he was just asking casually.Even if he didn't want Zhong Teng to evacuate the treasury, Zhong Teng would not listen.

The little emperor twitched the corners of his mouth secretly, looking at the long queue with a somewhat cold look in his eyes.

He is not a chess player yet.

No one else found out what happened that night.

It was also because of this that he knew that the power of King Yong'an spread throughout Jinling City, and the largest grain shop in the city was also under the orders of King Yong'an, so he could disguise the silver as grain and send it out of the city.

When asked about this, Zhong Cheng only replied that holding the food in his hands is like holding a handful of peerless magic weapons.

Zhao Chanzhen didn't understand at first, but after reading some scriptures, he finally understood.

In the winter of last year, news of starvation came from all over the country, and the famine caused by the severe drought in Yongzhou spread to all parts of the country, causing a large-scale increase in food prices.

Jinling City is no exception.

However, before people died of starvation in Jinling City, the price of food in the city began to drop steadily to a fairly reasonable price.

It caused some big households in the city to start scrambling for grain.

For a while, the people who could not buy food were a little angry. Some people beat the drums to express their grievances, and they sued Dali Temple.

This matter spread to Zhao Chanzhen's ears.

He read the brochure, and he didn't know what to do.It stands to reason that some people sell grain and others buy grain, which should be a reasonable business. Why does the imperial court even take care of this matter.

But Zhong Cheng told him not only to take care of it, but also to take care of it by losing his temper.

Then handed him a few folds.

When he went to court the next day, Zhao Chanzhen ordered to deal with those ministers who had shielded their relatives and raised the price of grain, and asked the Ministry of Punishment to investigate, and as expected, some other problems were found out.

Just copied a few more...

The price of grain in Jinling City dropped by more than ten yuan overnight, and all the people could afford it. The grain store started to set up a limited amount.

After this series of operations, the court received more than 100 million taels of dirty money; the price of food in the city dropped, and no one starved to death; the ministers of the court were cautious in their words and deeds, and the atmosphere in the city improved a lot; Your Majesty is a Mingjun.

Some people enshrined Zhao Chanzhen at home, and scholars even wrote poems to praise him.

He gradually understood what Zhong Ting said.

Food is a peerless magic weapon.

After reading Xiang Zhongchen's excerpt, Zhao Chanzhen had a satisfied smile on his lips. Although he didn't see the beautiful scenery of "green grass everywhere" that Xiang Zhongchen said with his own eyes, he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

Only in May and June, the land in Yongzhou will be golden and the grain harvest will be bumper.Food is a magic weapon, Zhao Chanzhen said it again silently, carefully chewing the weight of these two words.

Zhao Xi was waiting on the side, seeing the expression of the little emperor, seeing that he finally lost his mind from the government affairs, and said quickly: "Your Majesty, before leaving, the prince ordered the small kitchen to boil bone broth, and your majesty can use it while it is hot." Alright."

Zhao Chan really moved his nose, and sure enough, he smelled a scent.

"Bring it." Thinking of something again, he asked: "At this time, the emperor should be here, right?"

March [-]rd is the anniversary of the death of the old King Yong'an, and every year Zhong Cheng would go outside the city to pay homage.

And the Empress Dowager will also close the gate of the Palace of Compassion and Ning, burn incense and pay homage to the Buddha for seven days.

That is to say, these few days, Zhao Chanzhen is free for the time being.

"It should be here." Zhao Xi brought up the soup and said with a smile, "The prince told the slaves to take care of His Majesty. His Majesty has read the papers for a long time, so he should go out for a walk."

Zhao Chan was really relieved, forgetting about Zhao Xi.

He glanced at Zhao Xi calmly, picked up the bone soup, sipped it in a few sips, put the bowl away, and stood up from the chair: "Bring Dabao here, I want to play with it."

After a while, Dabao was carried in, and as soon as he was put on the ground, he ran out holding his breath, as if he hadn't played enough.

After all, Dabao is a tiger, almost seven months old, and he is growing more and more like a tiger, even bigger than a medium-sized dog.

It's good to eat all day long, and the fur is shiny and shiny.

After all, it is not a real cat, how could it be as cute as a cat.

The little eunuch was still blocking Dabao who wanted to run out, Zhao Chanzhen sat on the white long-haired cushion and sighed slightly.

Before he could react, a cat slipped into his arms.

Zhenzhen found a comfortable position on his crossed legs and nestled down, meowed, then closed her eyes, and there was a snoring sound from her stomach.

Zhao Chanzhen stretched out his hand to scratch her chin, and sighed: "You are still good."

For some reason, he didn't seem to feel very relaxed when he learned that the emperor's uncle would not return after leaving the palace for a few days.

I always feel... a little lost.

The author has something to say:

Usually we call this "withdrawal reaction" (dog head)