Logically speaking, Boluo was not grateful when he heard that he was resurrected and shouted "My emperor's kindness"?

But at the moment, Boluo refused.

Rejection is simply, isn’t this openly against the order?

Hong and Fan smiled bitterly, bragging in front of Fulin. Now, they all issued an order to expel guests.

Fortunately, Lao Fan was capable, so he shouted sternly: "In such a crisis in the country, the prince actually used his personal grudges to abolish national affairs... How dare you ask the prince, do you still love to hear the Jueluo family? It's so bloody, but is it still the blood of Emperor Taizu...?"

Boro was really stunned by the fright.

Lao Fan immediately followed him, and he sang a pale face and said, "There are difficulties... but the matter is due to humans. In this way... Grand Secretary Hong and I Lao Fan are protecting... After the prince's resumption, the court handed over the military power of the two flags in the capital to the prince. In addition, the 100,000 new troops will be delivered to the prince within the year... What is the prince's intention?"

Boluo glanced at the two of them and said in a deep voice: "Where do the ordnance, supplies... come from?"

Hong and Fan looked at each other silently, and Hong Chengchou promised: "The emperor has issued an order to confiscate Zuo Menggeng's family property... If it is not enough, then add taxes. If it is not enough... Then knock on the imperial merchants, and at least let them spit out some... In this way, it should be possible to get the 20,000 new troops this year... As for the rest, I will get it to the prince again after entering next year... What do you think?"

After hearing this, Boro stood up silently and walked a few steps back and forth in the room.

"I... believe in the two masters once, but the ugly words are ahead. If the two of you have no faith... don't blame me for leading the troops to come to the door!"

Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng's head shook like a "rattle", "No...that's not!"

....

It is still the royal palace, but not the Prince Duanzhong's mansion in Boluo.

It is the "Prince Zheng's Mansion" in Jirgalang.

It is said that wealth is gone and people are happy, but Jiergalang's life is like Wang Xiaoer's New Year, and it is worse than that of a year.

If you want to talk about this capital, who dares to provoke "King Uncle"?

Only Jirgalang collects money, who dares to ask for money from Uncle Wang? Isn’t that going to stretch out your hand in the coffin and asking for money?

But who told God to sow such a seed in Jiangnan?

It’s fine if you are fighting, but you can get rich.

Do you know how much money Jiergalang stuffed to Jiangbei Branch of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce?

Speaking of which, it is actually not much, only four or five million taels of silver.

30%, the Qing Dynasty earned 30% per year.

Rich people!

To be honest, four or five million taels of silver are not a big deal for a remaining "King Uncle" who has only achieved success.

But the problem is that the landlord's family has no surplus food either!

The treasury is so tight that it can escape rats. The court has not paid any salary for Beijing officials for half a year.

In and outside Prince Zheng’s mansion, thousands of mouths were opened to "serve".

When the sky is dawn, you have to spend money as soon as the door is opened.

Jirgalang's family is indeed far more than these four or five million taels, but once the cash is gone, life will be difficult.

Borrow from someone, tsk... I can't afford to lose that person!

The uncle Wang asked someone to borrow money from the bank, but would he let people live?

Jirgalang wanted to go over and copy the chamber of commerce, but in a blink of an eye he found an idea.

The shareholders of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce are too complicated.

Who knows who this copy will provoke?

Officials with a little rank in the capital all invested money in the chamber of commerce.

The dividend is as high as 40% or 50% a year, and it is once a quarter... tsk, it's no different from picking up.

Furthermore, the Chamber of Commerce is just an empty air. Whenever someone invests in it, the white money will disappear in a blink of an eye.

In fact, Jiergalang knew in his heart that the whereabouts of this money was Jiangnan.

But the dividends every quarter are so greedy!

If you copy the chamber of commerce and offend someone, you may not be able to get back the money.

Now that two dynasties and one war is fought, okay, the boy who drinks blood has stopped paying the quarterly bonuses.

I haven't received any bonuses in these two seasons, so if I go on... Jirgalang is so worried!

No, this is not the word "sad"?

Ji Du felt uncomfortable when he saw his own father being so ill.

Now, he came to comfort his father and offered advice.

"Dad... I want me to say that we have surrendered... I just don't hit people with a smile. If I go there, he will not be able to lose our money... They all have accounts and receipts... I'm not afraid of him cheating!"

"Dad, it's not that my son is ignorant... The country is the emperor's country. This white money, but our own... Dad, you have to distinguish the importance of it!"

"Actually, the Nanman is not an unreasonable person... Didn't he let his son go with just one sentence before? He didn't even want to redeem himself... Besides, is Mimi's niece not in Hangzhou Prefecture... Whether to be kinship or not, is her own family? She can take care of each other, right?"

This Jidu is not fluent in his daily life, but today he talks so much that he talks endlessly and speaks like a stream of eloquence.

As he spoke, Jirgalang's face turned from red to white, from white to blue, now it was already as dark as blue.

With a crisp "bang", the boss's ear slaps on Jidu's face, and tsk... Four finger marks floated directly. It seemed that the old uncle was really angry.

But Ji Du didn't react. He held his face and said aggrievedly: "What are your father beating his son?... My son is also for this family, and he wants to share his worries for his father!"

Jirgalang was so angry that he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. He trembled his fingers and pointed at Jidu and gasped: "I'm here to come... I'm going to smash the pot for our meal!"

Ji Du said in a daze: "Dad don't worry... As long as he doesn't have to pay any debts, he has the four or five million taels of silver, and he will have food to eat everywhere...!"

Jirgalang leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes turned pale with anger.

"Barrow...Beast...get out!"

Ji Du didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, so he looked at his father with aggrievedly, and said, "Dad, don't be angry... I'm angry, that's not good... Son is out now..."

As he said that, he walked outside the door, and muttered, "...If this money is gone... Is this royal mansion still called the royal mansion? In the past few days, several ignorant people have come to the door to ask for debts... or are their sons driven away..."

Looking at his son's departure, Jirhalang slowly gasped.

If you can't die, you will die, this family... will be disbanded if you are afraid!

This made Jirgalang think of his eldest son Furdun, what a good child. If he was still alive, he would be a hundred times better than the idiot in front of him!

How can there be a complete egg under the cover?

He didn't understand such a simple truth.

But Jirgalang also knew that he had not had much time, so he had to keep this family, right?

A person appeared in Jirgalang's mind.

Jidu has a true saying, Mimi is in Hangzhou Prefecture,

Four or five million taels of white silver cannot be lost just like that.

Wasn’t I sending Mimi away just to take care of the money?

It's time to use this piece!

"Come..."

"Send someone to Hangzhou Prefecture... hand over the quotation to Mimi, and ask her to find a way to recover the money!"
Chapter completed!