Wanyan Kang finally asked Jian Yong for another five hundred stag.

Although this money is not a small amount, it will definitely be a drop in the bucket when purchasing disaster relief grain.

But in addition to food, Anguo Temple also requires a lot of other materials for disaster relief, which can be said to require money everywhere.

For the time being, Wanyan Kang had no other items to enter, so he could only reach out to the mansion.

However, this once again reminds him of the urgency of making money and the importance of financial autonomy.

"It is better to have it in your own pocket than to have a father or a mother."

This is what my mother taught him in her previous life. Although it is simple, it contains life philosophy.

Because King Zhao had an explanation before leaving, Jian Yong agreed very happily.

In fact, even if King Zhao didn't say anything in front, as long as the little prince opened his mouth, he would still give the money as long as he didn't cross the red line.

However, Jian Yong didn't believe in disaster relief at all.

What kind of disaster relief is this? After all, this is still the trick used by the little prince.

After taking the money, I went to spend money with my friends and spent money like soil.

Anyway, this is not the first time.

Just last month, I was fighting with Kaicheng Hou Li Ke at Xiaoxiang Pavilion for a courtesan from the Western Regions.

He squandered five hundred stagnants of money, but in the end the prince filled the hole himself.

In other words, the Zhao family has a great family and a great career, and can still support this prodigal young prince who is very troubled.

The prince and the princess are so doting on him, what else can Jian Yong, a housekeeper in the mansion?

Jian Yong left Jiang'an Xiaozhu and was walking. From the corner of his eyes, he found Wanyan Kang chasing him, so he stopped and said, "I will arrange the money tickets now, and please wait for the little prince!"

That means, if you want money, you don’t have such a hurry. I have to go to the account to complete the withdrawal procedures, right?

Wanyan Kang smiled: "No, no, Mr. Jian, I just forgot to ask, the royal palace must have fixed assets... Oh, it's like land, houses, shops and other industries."

Jian Yong's mouth twitched and he could only nod his head silently.

Which powerful mansion has no industry? Isn’t this nonsense?

"So, are there any food numbers under the name of the royal palace?"

Jian Yong shook his head flatly when he heard this.

Alas... Wanyan sighed and turned around and left.

But after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "Mr. Jian, there must be hundreds of servants in the palace guards? It must consume a lot of food every month. Nowadays, the price of grain in Zhongdu is two stagnant of rice. If calculated in this way, the amount of grain purchase in the palace is really an astronomical number..."

As a scholar who has no talent and has no experience in scholarship, Jian Yong is so smart.

He immediately realized what the little prince wanted to ask.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "If you want to go back to the little prince, there are special grain numbers in our palace and other royal and ministers in Zhongdu to supply grain. As for the price, it is of course lower than the market price, but only two or three hundred yuan for a dou of rice."

"Otherwise, although the royal family...the food price is so high, it will not be able to hold on for a long time."

"This is not a secret, or an open secret."

"To put it bluntly, these grain merchants colluded to raise the price so high, but they were just hoarding goods and waiting to sell the grain at a high price into the official warehouse in the future, and then make a fortune."

Jian Yong sighed: "If you want to make money from the court, you can't lose money from the nobles in various noble families, otherwise they won't make any money... Therefore, every year of disaster, food is short of food, and everyone just does it."

Wanyan Kang was speechless.

What Jian Yong revealed was very similar to what he guessed.

As expected, no matter ancient and modern times, collusion between officials and businessmen, the people who are unlucky will always be the people at the bottom.

Therefore, under this natural disaster, not only refugees outside the city, but also civilians in the city must have been extremely sad.

"Mr. Jian, can you help me buy a whole batch of affordable grain from grain merchants in the name of the royal palace?"

Wanyan Kang still held the last glimmer of hope.

Jian Yong raised his eyebrows and smiled bitterly: "There is no problem for one or two hundred stones, but if you want to buy them in large quantities, there is no possibility of this matter!"

As if he was afraid that Wanyan Kang would do anything randomly, Jian Yong lowered his voice and said, "The Zhongdu grain merchants are definitely not as simple as the little prince. These merchants have a wide range of interests and are connected with each other, and the water is deep. Even if they are the prince, they cannot easily touch them..."

Wanyan Kang remained silent.

...

Wanyan Kang was upset and left his follower and walked alone. After talking to Jian Yong halfway, he knew in his heart that it was impossible to raise food through normal channels and he had to think of other ways.

Two servants fell behind from afar.

Seeing that the little prince did not return to his courtyard, he headed straight to the back garden.

From the Jiang'an Xiaozhu where Bao's Monkey King is located to the back garden, the direction is opposite. You have to go around a large circle and pass through the two courtyards.

Wanyan Kang asked for directions and walked in a very hurry.

The back garden is very large, and the hanging flower gate that enters the garden is much taller and more spacious than other courtyard gates in the mansion.

As for the lush garden, there are all kinds of strange flowers and plants, and rare trees everywhere.

The exquisite corridors hanging with purple rosy vines connect several pavilions and towers in the garden. The artificial lakes in the garden are rippling, and several rockery with various shapes are randomly dotted on the green lawn.

Wanyan Kang walked around the park, thinking about it, without any interest in viewing the flowers, although the flowers in the park were blooming and beautiful.

In the deepest corner of the back garden, there is a rockery covered with moss.

There is a stone tablet next to it, with a big word "Fu" on it.

Two old weeping willow trees grow opposite each other, with lush branches hanging down, surrounding the rockery with impenetrable air.

Wanyan Kang squatted down and stared at the hidden place where weeds were covered with hidden places behind the rockery. After a while, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little.

After a long time, he finally got up and tiptoed.

...

Wanyan Kang returned to his own independent courtyard.

The name of the garden is "Xiangxiang", which roughly illustrates the style of the little prince in the past.

Although he felt it was very vulgar, he was too lazy to change it.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw He San holding his sister He Xiaolian's hand standing under the osmanthus tree in the yard, and the brother and sister knelt on the ground together.

Wanyan Kang took a few steps and went over and leaned over to help his brother and sister up.

He smiled and touched He Xiaolian's little head, and said, "He San, just stay by my side to do things. As for Xiaolian, she is still young..."

Wanyan Kang turned his head and saw Xue Qing coming gracefully in red clothes, and waved her with a smile: "Qing'er, I'll leave this child to you. You have to take good care of her. You can teach her to read some books and recognize words when you have time..."

"Qing'er obeys the order!"

Xueqing responded with a smile.

The little prince went to Anguo Temple to burn incense and brought back the two children. However, the brother and sister seemed to be well-behaved and sensible, so it would be okay to stay by their side. Anyway, the Zhao Mansion is not bad for these two mouths to eat.

He Sanmo pulled his sister down again, tears in his eyes.

He Xiaolian is only five years old and doesn't know the world, and her little black eyes are dripping around.

She only knew that she would not have to go hungry in the future and was happy in her heart. She didn't know what the concept of "reading and literacy" was.

But He San understands.

Women who can read and write are all the young ladies of rich families. My sister now has the opportunity to study... She will definitely marry a good family in the future!

He San thought so simple.

However, he is dull by nature. Despite being grateful, he will not express a word on his lips. He can only remember the benefits of the little prince in his heart.

If you can't repay this life, you will have to repay the kindness of the little prince in the next life.

Wanyan Kang pulled He San up, then leaned over and picked up the thin Xiaolian, and said, "He San, don't kneel down at any time in the future, especially when there are no outsiders, don't kneel down."

He San pursed his lips.

He Xiaolian leaned in Wanyan Kang's arms but was a little nervous. She lowered her head slightly, and her little face turned red like an apple.

At this time, Liusu also left the house and saw his little master standing under the tree holding the little girl who had just entered the mansion, smiling like the warm spring breeze.

Since she can remember, she has been the little prince’s personal maid.

It's been so many years.

Except for these few days, she has never seen the little prince be so kind and peaceful to his servants.

In the past, even if it was her and Xue Qing, the servants in the mansion had to be careful in front of him, and they would either beat or scold them if they made any mistakes.

After this illness, the arrogant, domineering and moody little prince suddenly became a gentle brother next door...

So much so that she really missed Wanyan Kang a little during the past few days when she was away.
Chapter completed!