After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Ye Qinghuai rubbed her forehead and asked, "Including all kinds of celebrations in the entire palace, the annual expenditure is only 500 million taels, of which 120 million taels are for them?"

"Yes. This expenditure has been reduced twice, and it should be more than 300 million a year at the beginning."

Ye Qinghuai took a deep breath, frowned and asked, "300 million taels is enough to build a palace, what do they need so much money for?"

Li Baoquan paused, as a simple cashier, he couldn't answer this question.

So he replied frankly: "I don't know."

Ye Qinghuai pulled away the wooden chair behind her, walked towards the door, stopped halfway and turned back, and said to Li Baoquan, "Where is Lu Yanchen? Does he know it costs so much money every year?"

"Mr. Lu, I probably don't know." Li Baoquan said, "Except for the servants, the specific amount of this expenditure can only be roughly calculated by the commander of the Eagle Guard."

Ye Qinghuai calmed down and thought about it, and felt that what he said was reasonable.

Lu Yanchen took over the Eagle Guard for two years, and the number of times he has used the Eagle Guard can be counted on the fingers.

If he knew that the inner court would spend so much money on this every year, he might have come to her, the emperor, to ask her to use this expenditure for other purposes.Even if he couldn't speak up for various reasons, he would definitely not waste so much money there.

"Does the Eagle Guard have a leader?"

"It stands to reason that there should be one, but I have never seen this person before, but I just heard the name of this person mentioned by the late emperor before."

"what is his name?"

"Tao Yuan."
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The huge sum of 120 million silver made Ye Qinghuai in a trance.

What was even more frightening was that, as far as Ye Qinghuai knew, in the past two years, the only contribution this expensive guard made to the imperial court was to protect Wang Lisong and Li Wenqing.

Ye Qinghuai suffered a heavy blow of 240 million taels.

Thinking that Gu Shihai was still arguing with Chen Yuansi over the 200 million military expenditure a few days ago, the blow was even heavier.

It's not good to use this money for something!
Ye Qinghuai didn't recover until Aunt Fanghua changed Ye Qinghuai's clothes.

After changing Ye Qinghuai's clothes, Aunt Fanghua suddenly knelt down.

"Your Majesty, it's the servant who didn't take good care of Concubine Lan, please punish the servant!"

Hearing the word "Lanfei", Ye Qinghuai paused in her heart. She sighed and said, "I don't blame you, you can't do anything."

Aunt Fanghua knelt and did not move.

"Concubine Lan's funeral will be held in the future, so you should go see her off too." After Ye Qinghuai finished speaking, she suddenly coughed violently.

Coughing and coughing, she suddenly felt a cold in her nose, and something dripped out.Ye Qinghuai wiped it with her hand, only to see that her palm was full of blood.

"Your Majesty..." Aunt Fanghua stood up in a flustered expression, looking for a silk handkerchief and handing it to her.

"My maidservant, go and call Doctor Zhou." Aunt Fanghua hurriedly turned to leave.

Ye Qinghuai wiped the blood with a silk handkerchief, and stopped drinking Aunt Fanghua: "Don't go, it's okay, it's just that I haven't slept enough these two days, and the blood will stop in a while."

Aunt Fanghua turned her head and looked at Ye Qinghuai worriedly.

The blood on the snow-white silk handkerchief looked shocking, Ye Qinghuai frowned slightly, and said: "Bring me a cold handkerchief."

"The slave is going here."

After a while, Aunt Fanghua came back with a basin of cold water.

When she came in with a water basin, she saw Ye Qinghuai leaning on the bed frame with her eyes closed, frowning slightly, as if she was asleep, and still holding the blood-stained veil in her hand.

Aunt Fanghua approached lightly, and found that Ye Qinghuai's nosebleed seemed to have stopped.Her chest rose and fell slightly, and even her breathing seemed exhausted.

It's been two days and one night, and this is the first time she's really relaxed.

Like a machine running at high speed, it suddenly stopped.Ye Qinghuai took off her armor and turned into an ordinary child.

"Your Majesty." Aunt Fanghua tried to call softly.

Ye Qinghuai slowly opened her eyes, seeing Aunt Fanghua, she said hoarsely: "Aunt..."

Aunt Fanghua suddenly remembered that when Ye Qinghuai was a child, she was still a small one, and every time she woke up from a nightmare, she would call her aunt with such an expression.

She felt a pain in her heart, and applied a wrung ice handkerchief to her nose.

Ye Qinghuai came to her senses, lowered her eyes and said: "I fell asleep. I dreamed of Baozhu, which is Concubine Lan. I dreamed that she was crying and begging me to save her."

Her eyes were full of remorse and regret.

"Auntie, did she say anything in the end?" Ye Qinghuai asked, her voice was quiet.

Aunt Fanghua shook her head slowly.

Ye Qinghuai's expression darkened, like a candle that was about to go out.

That's right, in such a chaotic situation, how could there be time to say something?

"She can actually live. If she tells them in the Punishment Department that I am a woman, You Yawei will take her life, and then she can live."

Aunt Fanghua was startled, and said: "Your Majesty, this servant thinks that Concubine Lan would not do such a thing."

Ye Qinghuai raised her eyes to look at Aunt Fanghua, her eyes were as silent as ashes.

Aunt Fanghua continued: "When Concubine Lan first entered the palace, she chatted with the servant once, and the servant asked her how she felt when she knew that His Majesty was a woman. Concubine Lan said that she was shocked at first, and then felt sorry for His Majesty, feeling that His Majesty Very lonely, I have been fighting alone all the time, and even went to Wenxintang to inspect the sacrificial wine by myself. She said that she has no skills and can't help His Majesty, but she wants to be by His Majesty's side and let His Majesty Remember that you are not alone."

When she mentioned this, she wanted to comfort Ye Qinghuai, but she didn't expect that Ye Qinghuai's expression became even more gloomy after hearing it.

After a long time, she forced a wry smile and said, "Auntie, do you know how I felt when Concubine Lan died?"

Without waiting for Aunt Fanghua to speak, Ye Qinghuai continued: "I feel that a certain part of my body has also died, and I can't live anymore."

Aunt Fanghua was taken aback for a moment, and after hesitating for a while, she asked the question in her heart: "Does Your Majesty... like Concubine Lan?"

Ye Qinghuai understood what kind of like she was asking about.

"I don't know either." Ye Qinghuai shook her head, "She is different from everyone around me. She is very alive. When I am with her, I feel like I am alive, like a person. Alive. Now that she is dead, everything in this palace seems to have turned into a pool of stagnant water again."

She was alone again, alone in this endless suspicion and strife.

No one can believe it.

Every word and every action that everyone says may be a performance with a different meaning, a temptation with ulterior motives.

Qin Baozhu is the only person in this deep palace who has made her feel the truth.

What Du Zhengen killed was not only her only concubine, but also her hope of living as an ordinary person.