Que'er asked in a low voice: "Zhao An, are you sure you won't make a big fuss?"
"Don't worry, the eldest master won't come."
Zhao An was calm and calm, and ordered his men to transport food out of the city quickly.
The Duke's Mansion.
Chen Yuan heard the news and suspected that he was hallucinating, "My sister sent people to provide disaster relief? How is that possible!"
The retainer dragged his broken leg and cried, "My lord, it's absolutely true. The other party is very arrogant. He also said that the grain store is the Queen's property. Anyone who goes there will break their legs. He also threatened to make the Queen famous."
"I got it, all of you, please step aside."
Chen Yuanping retreated from everyone and hurried to the study to report the situation to Chen Guogong.
Chen Guogong's writing hand shook, and his expression quickly returned to normal, "There is no chance of staying in a female university. She knows how to plan for her future, so this is not bad."
"But with so much food, once it is transported out of the city..."
"Don't worry, just relying on the reserves of a grain store can't relieve the disaster. Since that girl wants to be famous, you, the eldest brother, can give it to her."
"Didn't my father want to use that batch of grain to create publicity?"
Chen Yuan was a little confused. He had the impression that his father was very strong, so why was he not in a hurry today?
Chen Guogong said: "If the court wants to provide disaster relief, go and do it. Even if you don't do anything as a father, the emperor can't change the situation. As long as you keep an eye on those grain stores and make sure nothing goes wrong, you'll be fine."
Chen Yuan was thoughtful, turned around and left the study.
Shi Donghai came to Chen Guogong's back like a ghost, "I checked and it is Zhao An who is organizing the disaster relief. It seems that the relationship between the queen and Zhao An is extraordinary. Do you think she has taken refuge with the emperor?"
"My daughter is older and has her own thoughts. As a father, I can't stop her."
"Aren't you worried about your reputation being taken away?"
"The entire capital is in the palm of my hand. What's so scary? No matter how much the emperor makes trouble or the people in the palace make trouble, I can't get over my Wuzhi Mountain."
Chen Guogong wrote a big word "forbearance" on the paper.
He had endured it for so many years, not less than a moment and a half. After a while, the Holy Sect entered the capital. Seeing the devastation of the imperial capital and soaring prices, he knew the situation in the court and could not help the emperor.
Cutting off all vitality of imperial power is like a cat and mouse game.
The outskirts of the imperial city.
The porridge shop was set up, and the victims lined up to receive the porridge, expressing their gratitude.
Many people knelt down in front of Zhao An and cried heartbreakingly.
Que'er asked in a low voice: "With these grains alone, we won't be able to withstand it for too long."
"There are countless wealthy businessmen in the capital, and they also have a lot of grain stored in their private warehouses. We just have to find a way to get it."
"Why should I help you just because you are a eunuch?"
Que'er dismissed it.
The most cunning people in the world are businessmen, vampires who drink blood from their hair and are driven only by profit.
Zhao An smiled slightly and returned to Cuilan Garden.
"Monument of Merit? Agent?"
Cui Shixiang, Qian Yuwei and Queer were all dumbfounded.
Zhao An taught seriously, exchanged food as an agent, and left his name on a monument of merit.
The monument of merit must be built in one day, in the square of the inner city, and then in the name of distributing perfume and other commodities, merchants are given first-level agents, and they can develop second-level agents.
Economics in the post-era, the three of them were dumbfounded.
At the end, Cui Shixiang said in astonishment: "I really want to open your head and see what's inside. I don't think any businessman will refuse benefits. I'll contact you secretly."
"After all, it's a deal that offends the Chen family, so they may not be willing to do it."
Qian Yuwei smiled bitterly and felt that there was no chance. Zhao An said calmly: "How will you know if you don't try? After all, the Chen family is also a family power, and there are so many wealthy businessmen in Daxia, and there are many people with profound backgrounds, so you may not be afraid of the Chen family. , not to mention the Holy Sect taking the lead. Que'er, please protect Brother Cui."
Que'er hummed: "My mission is to protect you."
"I owe you a favor and I'll treat you to hot pot later."
Zhao An made a promise, Que'er hesitated for a moment and reluctantly nodded.
Before returning to the palace, Zhao An asked Qian Yuwei to send a letter to Qian Yu, paying attention to the movements of the refugees. If possible, there might be refugees who were bribed to cause trouble. If someone really made trouble, act according to the plan.
Inside the Yangxin Hall.
The empress is here, and so is Qin Guifei.
Concubine Qin had already written a letter back to Guan Long, but the empress was so upset by her quarrel that she couldn't scold her.
Seeing that the night was getting darker, she became anxious and became an ant on the hot pot.
"Your Majesty, I'm back."
Zhao An entered the door with his front feet, but was grabbed by the empress on the back. She pointed inside with a dark face, "Concubine Qin is taking a bath, what should I do? She said she won't turn off the lamp."
When you ask for help from others, you have to bow your head.
Zhao An said angrily: "If she says it won't be destroyed, it will be destroyed. You are the emperor."
"But what if she gets angry?"
The empress was a bit rogue, and said angrily with a pink face: "I don't care, you have to solve it for me, and think of an idea quickly before she comes out."
Zhao An's head also ached slightly.
For the current plan, he could only use the last resort. Before the empress could react, Zhao An ran to Ningkun Palace, knelt down ten meters away and hugged Chen Yuru's long legs, "Hey, empress - you go to the Yangxin Palace to see it." Look, Concubine Qin is making a fuss about going to bed, and the Emperor doesn’t want to, but she relies on the Queen Mother’s support and refuses to leave.”
"What!"
Originally, Chen Yuru was about to get angry when she heard about the bad things Zhao An did outside the palace. But now that she heard that Concubine Qin was pestering her man, she didn't care about cursing. She just picked up her skirt and ran away. Looking at her arrogant attitude, she didn't need to. He said he must tear it apart.
Zhao An secretly laughed, but before he could get up, he was suddenly lifted up from the ground by Chang Ming, "Why do you always cause trouble for her? Don't you know she is pregnant?"
Zhao An looked aggrieved, "Brother Chang Ming, think about it, if Concubine Qin is pregnant, can your son still become the prince?"
Chang Ming paused, then let go of his hand, "I'll kill her."
"Brother, my name is brother! Don't mess around -"
Just kidding, Concubine Qin cannot die, at least not yet.
And Chang Ming doesn't have to worry about Chen Yuru sleeping with her, because she is pregnant and now is the critical time. She cares most about the child in her belly.
Chang Ming had no choice but to pull Zhao An out of Ningkun Palace.
There was a murderous atmosphere in Yangxin Hall.
The empress looked at the two women, her eyelids twitching wildly, and said hello to Chen Yuru with a smile on her face.
Chen Yuru sat down and looked arrogantly at the ugly Concubine Qin, "Sister, it's getting late, you should go back."
"Sister Queen, I will serve the Emperor well tonight. You should take me with you and go back to rest first."
"Hmph, I told you that if you want to sleep with me, you must first say hello to me. I am the master of this harem after all."
"The Queen Mother has been talking about having her grandson in her arms. I feel that the palace is too deserted and want to do my part."
The two of them refused to give in and were at war with each other.
In the corner outside the hall, Zhao An looked at the Shura Field happily and said to himself: "Brother Chang Ming, do you want to take a gamble on the outcome? One thousand taels of silver."
