East Palace.
"Your Highness, it's not like you don't have anyone under your command?"
"Besides, you are in charge of the cabinet."
"Why do you have to catch me working?"
Yang Xuan looked at Zhu Biao with a resentful look.
"One hundred taels of gold." Zhu Biao said without even looking.
Could he not know what the fight was about?
"Your Highness, what do you mean?"
"In your eyes, do you think I like money that much?" Yang Xuan said with an expression that said you were wrong about me.
"You don't want it? Then forget it." Zhu Biao said lightly.
"Yes, yes."
"I don't like money, I just like to work!"
Yang Xuan quickly apologized with a smile.
If you work for a month and receive one hundred taels of gold, according to the exchange ratio, that is six hundred taels of silver.
He originally had the intention of hitting two shots if there were dates but no dates.
It’s enough if you can gain something.
Hearing this, Zhu Biao was speechless.
"Okay, let's get to work!"
he urged.
"Hey, okay."
In this way, after more than a month of busy work, Yang Xuan was finally liberated on the last day of the year.
After taking a good rest, Yang Xuan got up early on the New Year's Eve and went to the palace to receive the red envelope.
This year Lao Zhu dealt with a large number of corrupt officials and made a fortune.
There should be a lot of red envelopes.
Never thought that I only had fifty taels of silver.
After returning home, Yang Xuan complained to An Qing.
"Your Majesty, this is too stingy, isn't it? This year, just by confiscating the properties of corrupt officials, you will earn at least millions of taels, and the result is just this little red envelope?"
Whether it was the Guo Huan case or the trip to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he was a participant.
He knew how many corrupt officials he had dealt with and how much money he had found.
An Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The family already had enough money, so how could Xiao Xuanzi be so greedy for money?
"Say less, or your father will overhear you." An Qing said.
"What are you afraid of? Even in front of him, I dare to say it." Yang Xuan said, looking not afraid.
"Really? Then we want to hear what you want to say?"
At this moment, a majestic voice sounded behind Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan subconsciously shrank his neck.
Immediately afterwards, An Qing saluted.
"My son, I have met my father and my brother, the prince."
Yang Xuan slowly turned around with a stiff expression, and saw Lao Zhu's expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
"I...I...see your Majesty...Your Majesty!" Yang Xuan was so nervous that he couldn't even finish his words.
Speaking ill of others behind their backs was heard by the person involved. The most important thing is that the person involved is still the emperor.
"Yang Xuan, we just heard someone say that we are stingy?" Lao Zhu said, meaning something.
At this moment, Yang Xuan turned his head crazily, thinking about how to get through this.
It wouldn't be a big deal if he cut himself, at most he would suffer a little punishment.
How bad it would be if word spread about this Chinese New Year event!
In the end, he decided not to admit it.
"What? Someone is so treacherous? Do you dare to say that Your Majesty is stingy?"
"Your Majesty, please tell me who this person is, and I will teach this person a lesson for Your Majesty."
Yang Xuan spoke righteously and was filled with righteous indignation.
The main theme is exaggeration and denial.
Lao Zhu, Zhu Biao, and An Qing looked stunned.
He never expected that Yang Xuan would actually use this trick.
Lao Zhu came back to his senses, looked at Yang Xuan, curled up the corners of his mouth, and said, "What if we say, this person is you?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"When did I say this?"
"My admiration for Your Majesty is like a surging river, endless."
"It's absolutely impossible to say such a thing." Yang Xuan denied it.
"An Qing, did you hear me?" Then he turned to look at An Qing and blinked.
An Qing understood, quietly glanced at Lao Zhu, and then said: "I didn't hear it."
Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Zhu Biao: "Your Highness, did you hear what I said?"
At the same time, he did not forget to hint at Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao was speechless, how could this guy be so shameless?
At this moment, he really wanted to hide his face and run away, wishing he had never met this guy before.
But after thinking about it, he still shook his head and helped Yang Xuan: "I didn't hear it."
Seeing this scene, Lao Zhu laughed angrily.
He pointed at Yang Xuan, then at Anqing, and finally at Zhu Biao: "You, just let us spoil him!"
"Father, forget it about the Chinese New Year!" Zhu Biao advised in a low voice.
Seeing that his elder brother didn't speak for him, Lao Zhu couldn't help but miss his sister.
It’s better to be a girl!
The girl will definitely stand with us.
This farce passed like this, and Lao Zhu didn't care about it anymore.
He looked at his daughter and said, "After your mother left, the palace was too deserted every New Year. I didn't want to stay, so I came out to see you."
"Then, father, let's stay here today to celebrate the New Year!" An Qing said.
"Okay." Lao Zhu smiled and nodded.
An Qing is the youngest daughter of him and Queen Ma. Seeing their youngest daughter is like seeing their own sister.
Yang Xuan on the side said nothing. He thought for a while and felt that he should do something.
Lao Zhu stayed here for the New Year's Eve dinner.
An Qing personally cooked some of Lao Zhu's favorite dishes.
Her cooking skills were learned from Queen Ma, and the taste of the food is naturally very similar to that of Queen Ma.
Lao Zhu ate a lot, and Yang Xuan looked on with fear.
I'm afraid that Lao Zhu will eat up his body as he gets older.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, Lao Zhu gave his daughter a big red envelope.
Looking at Yang Xuan's helpless expression, Lao Zhu snorted softly: "Originally you had it, but you actually said behind my back that we were stingy, so you don't have it anymore."
Hearing this, Yang Xuan felt like crying without tears.
He just complained about Lao Zhu a few times in his own home. Who would have thought that Lao Zhu would come home during the Chinese New Year!
Therefore, it is not unreasonable to say that when people are unlucky, they would drink cold water to stuff their teeth.
Yang Xuan lowered his head and rolled his eyes.
In any case, he was sure to get the red envelope today.
As for the red envelopes during the day, they were given by the emperor to his ministers, but now they are given by the elders to the younger ones. The two have different meanings.
"Your Majesty, can you wait a moment? I have a gift for Your Majesty." Yang Xuan said, and he thought of a good idea.
"Oh? We want to see what kind of gift it is." Lao Zhu said, becoming interested.
An Qing glanced at Yang Xuan doubtfully, as if he had thought of something.
After Yang Xuan left, he quickly returned, but there was something extra in his hand.
It looks like a scroll.
"Your Majesty, this is my gift." Yang Xuan presented it with both hands.
Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Lao Zhu took it.
Then slowly open it.
Sure enough, it was a picture scroll.
However, the content of the scroll was something Lao Zhu did not expect.
He thought it would be some famous painting that was spread around the world, but he never expected that the painting on the scroll was his sister.
The woman on the scroll is lifelike, with a kind smile on her face, as if she is right in front of her.
Lao Zhu looked at the woman on the scroll and couldn't bear to look away.
He couldn't help but ask: "Yang Xuan, how did you do this?"
This painting was different from what he had seen before. The interweaving of light and dark, and the perfect use of light, made it look three-dimensional.
It's like the whole person is printed on it.
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