Chapter 135 This business cannot be done

After a while, Du Zhong, the minister of Dali Temple, came quickly.

"See you, Your Majesty, long live my Emperor."

Du Zhong's attitude was respectful and he did not underestimate Xiao Jingzhao at all.

This was the second time Xiao Jingzhao met Du Zhong alone in private.

"Without courtesy, Du Aiqing, several ministers have asked to resign and return to their hometowns. Let them go away with a clear conscience. Are you qualified for this?"

Xiao Jingzhao said and pointed to the folder on the imperial case. Xiang Song understood and quickly picked up the folder and handed it to Du Zhong to read.

Du Zhong: "..."

Can he refuse this? None of the people who enter Dali Temple in Xin'an are vegetarians. If he doesn't do it, there will naturally be people vying to do it.

He quickly flipped through the booklet, which contained people he was familiar with.

Without exception, these people are all closely related to the Prime Minister.

"What? Mr. Du can't stop because of his old feelings?" Xiao Jingzhao looked serious, and his cold and majestic aura made Du Zhong's heart tremble.

"Wei Chen obeys your orders."

Du Zhong was about to kneel down again when Xiao Jingzhao raised his hand and said, "Without courtesy, go ahead. I'll give you three days to clean up these people."

When Du Zhong heard the emperor's words, he felt like his head was spinning. He had to find out so many people in three days. If he didn't show his special skills, the new emperor's faction would fail in its first mission. Then he would have failed. It’s not far away from returning to my hometown for retirement.

Du Zhong took the order and left. Xiang Song picked up the rest of the excerpts and continued to read.

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The sun sets in the west, and the sky is filled with colorful clouds.

Jiang Shuyue sent away the last patient and told everyone to pack up and go home early.

Qiu Ju was about to close the door when Nangong Zeyue walked in with a smile on her face.

"How come Mr. Nangong has time to come here at this time?"

Qiu Ju retracted her hand to close the door.

"Is the girl here? I have important matters to discuss with her." Nangong Zeyue put away her smile, glanced at the room, and said seriously.

"Miss is changing clothes in the backyard and will be out in a moment."

A moment later, when Jiang Shuyue changed her clothes and came out, she was also very surprised to see Nangong Zeyue, "Why are you here? What's the emergency?"

Nangong Zeyue waved her hands quickly, "It's not a big deal. The price of grain has doubled today. I have some money in my hand. I am thinking about buying some from the grain merchant and selling it after a while to make a profit on the difference."

Jiang Shuyue raised her eyebrows slightly and glared at Nangong Zeyue, "Do you know how to do business?"

"Yes? Didn't I tell you that you can make a profit?"

After saying that, he said with a playful smile: "But I don't understand business as you do. No, I discussed it with you as soon as I heard the news!"

Qiu Ju curled her lips and said disdainfully: "I am not belittling Mr. Nangong. When it comes to business, our lady knows best."

"That's it, that's it, your girl is the most powerful." Nangong Zeyue smiled with a doggy look on her face, a bit out of tune.

"The coronation ceremony of the new emperor is about to take place. What crime do you deserve for driving up food prices?"

Qingli's voice was lazy and playful.

Nangong Zeyue's face suddenly turned pale, "I really haven't thought about it that much. No, we can't go against the new emperor. We can't do this business."

Seeing that Nangong Zeyue was so frightened, Qiu Ju couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.

"It's not impossible to sell food, but it must be sold at the original price, and you must not take advantage of the situation and make the people worse off."

"No, no, Shuyue, what do you mean? If you ask me to buy high and sell low, then I'm not losing money. I might as well buy food and give it to the people outside the city who have been affected by the disaster!"

Nangong Zeyue had done this before, and Jiang Shuyue admired him for treating money like dirt.

"There is no need to give it away this time. Just close the gambling house and leave the food buying to me. Just let the shopkeeper of the gambling house be responsible for selling it."

"For him, you plan to use all the money in your hand to supplement it. Well, who calls me the closest to Suisui? I will also contribute to this matter. When I get back, I will buy you all the money in hand. grain."

Nangong Zeyue heard everyone talking about the new emperor's enthronement ceremony being held in a few days.

There was a year between Jiang Shuyue and that person, and Nangong Zeyue understood her approach.

"The mountain man has his own clever plan. Keep the banknotes in your hand to open a shop and earn money for your wife." Jiang Shuyue teased him.

"I live in Jiang Mansion and there is no shortage of food and drink. What do I need from a wife? It's nothing." Nangong Zeyue waved her wide sleeves and looked calm.

Qiu Ju: "..."

This wooden head can't think of anything else except eating and drinking?

The three of them walked out of the shop, Gao Mu and Cangyun were waiting outside.

"Girl, it's time to change the dressing today."

Jiang Shuyue had just stepped up to walk towards the dismounting stool when she heard Xiang Yang's voice from behind the carriage.

The voice was filled with guilt and a bit of timidity. When Qiu Ju looked over, Xiang Yang quickly lowered his head.

"Cang Yun, you and Mr. Nangong go back to the palace, and I will go to the palace with Gao Mu and Qiu Ju."

Jiang Shuyue said and nodded towards Xiangyang, motioning for him to go ahead.

Today, Xiangyang came with a carriage and its driver. When he saw Jiang Shuyue getting on Gao Mu's carriage, he had no choice but to ask the driver to lead the way.

"Shu Yue, shall I accompany you?" Nangong Zeyue stepped onto the carriage shaft.

Before Jiang Shuyue could answer, Qiu Ju had an idea and moved to the back of the carriage to give up her seat, and Nangong Zeyue took the opportunity to sit down.

"Miss, I think it would be better to have Mr. Nangong go with you, so as to prevent others from gossiping about the lady behind your back."

After Qiu Ju said this, Jiang Shuyue also felt that Qiu Ju was right.

"Okay, let's go together. But when you see the emperor later, you have to salute, so don't forget it."

"I don't need to see the emperor. Maybe with luck, I can meet my uncle in the palace."

Nangong Zeyue went to his senior brother's place yesterday to inquire, but there was still no news about his uncle. Although he didn't say anything, he was a little anxious in his heart.

He even guessed that the fire in the palace might be the work of his uncle, and maybe he had died?

Thinking of his uncle's ill-fated life, Nangong Zeyue felt so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

The carriage entered the palace. Before it got dark, the palace maids and eunuchs were busy lighting palace lanterns everywhere.

The carriage stopped, and Nangong Zeyue jumped off the carriage first. He stepped forward and asked Xiangyang, "Can I walk around?"

"The roads in the palace are complicated. Don't get lost, young master. I'd better find a palace maid to lead the way for you."

At this time, a palace maid happened to pass by with a lantern in her hand, and Xiangyang hurriedly stopped the palace maid.

"Shuyue, go and come back quickly. I'll be back in two quarters of an hour at most."

Hearing Nangong Zeyue calling the girl's maiden name so intimately, Xiangyang felt very irritating.

Seeing Nangong Zeyue walking away with the palace maid, he muttered in his heart, could it be that Miss Jiang has an unusual relationship with this person?

These days, except for the morning court, Xiao Jingzhao has been busy in the imperial study.

When Jiang Shuyue came to the outside of the imperial study, it was just when the palace maids were delivering the imperial meal.

When the newly promoted eunuch chief Ma Liang saw Jiang Shuyue, he felt his eyes light up, and then he bowed and stepped aside.

Her eyebrows were as dark as black, her black hair was as elegant as satin, and the beauty mole between her eyebrows was unforgettable. The woman exuded a spiritual aura like the mist of Wushan.

Ma Liang had been in the palace for many years and had seen countless beauties in the harem, but this stunning face was the first time he had seen it.