Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 390 All charming things are paper tigers
His tone was not high, but the heavy pressure sent a chill down Mammy's spine. Even if she stood here licking her old face, she did not dare to be too presumptuous. When replying, she carefully considered her answer before saying: "Your Highness misunderstood. Just because the servants sent things a few days ago and mixed up the things in the two treasuries, the Crown Princess checked the accounts yesterday and found something was wrong, so she wanted to take a look at the accounts of His Highness's private treasury. It was not intentional."

"It was not intentional to find this pile of junk. If it was intentional, wouldn't it be necessary to dig out the antiques at the bottom of the box?" Song Chun did not listen to this explanation.

He hated Lin's interference in everything. He had already made a clear distinction with her. She was in charge of the entire East Palace and the inner palace, and she was also in charge of the East Palace's treasury. Rewards and punishments were all decided by her. Isn't this enough?Why do you have to interfere with yourself?
The mother-in-law looked embarrassed when she was shocked: "These things are all things that were brought to us. The princess is busy with work, so she doesn't really remember how long she has kept these things. It's my fault that I have poor eyesight and gave them away without checking the quality in advance." Come here and ask for your forgiveness, Your Highness.”

She took the initiative to take over the responsibility for her master. Song Chun's expression improved slightly, but his tone was still not very polite: "Bringing these things to us will only ruin the face of the East Palace. If the Crown Princess has time, she'd better check them carefully." The warehouse is the place. Instead of leaving good things to rot, it’s better to take them out and reward others.”

"Yes." Grandma responded quickly.

She wanted to leave quickly, but Song Chun suddenly stopped her: "I remember there are two bear skins in the warehouse. They were obtained last year. Are they still there?"

"There are two of them, but the princess ordered them to be used as mattresses for the young master the day before yesterday. They can also keep out the cold in winter."

Song Chun frowned again: "Only made one quilt?"

Mammy was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood why he was angry, and quickly said: "The eldest son of the second master's family has already prepared thick quilts in advance."

"Is this a matter of two quilts?" Song Chun was very dissatisfied with Mrs. Lin's partial treatment of the two children. If the two children who lived together all day long could not drink a bowl of water, how would they feel? sad?

Grandma looked embarrassed. After being scolded by Song Chun, she came back and immediately found Mrs. Lin. After listening to her repeating Song Chun's meaning in detail, Mrs. Lin just sneered.

"Now it's obvious that his bowl of water is flat? When he was partial to Song Yuan, he didn't miss Viagra at all. It's my turn as a mother to love my children more, and I will be taken away. Compared with his nephew? Co-authoring both sides will make my Viagra suffer. "

Mammy hurriedly advised: "Young Master is your Highness's only son. All your Highness's things will belong to you from now on. There is no need to fight for a while. No matter how partial your Highness is to His Highness Ninth Highness, he will only subsidize you with some money. Doesn't the East Palace still lack that few silvers?" ? And the eldest son of the Second Master’s family is His Highness’s nephew. Your Highness is now pointing out that the Second Master is working with the army in the north. Naturally, he must be kind to the Young Master, so that the Second Master can rest assured and the Queen need not worry. "

"Do I feel sorry for money? I can't see His Highness being partial. Although he has Viagra with him now, his heart is still partial. Forget about the nephew, what's going on with Song Yuan? The emperor and the empress are still alive, and his biological mother is still alive. How could it be his turn as an elder brother to be so interested in her?" Mrs. Lin said indignantly: "It must be because of Aiwujiwu."

Grandma's face changed with fright, and she hurriedly stopped her: "Mother, be careful what you say."

Lin didn't care: "I'm just talking, what's the rush?"

Now that Song Wei has grown up and can take charge of his own business, Lin has given up on trying to please Song Chun and hopes that he will change his mind, so he doesn't care about Song Chun's dissatisfaction at all. He still doesn't think of ways to appease Song Ce and only focuses on Mu Liang. On Di.

There was no money in the treasury, so the money could not be approved, and Song Fu was pressing hard. Song Chun was very worried about this. He asked the ministers every day to ask them to come up with ideas, but the progress was always unable to be advanced. Song Chun was also very annoyed.These old ministers who had been in office during the late emperor's dynasty were all smarter than monkeys. They were completely unwilling to share his worries. They only focused on doing their duties well and were not willing to waste any extra thoughts.

He understood that they did this because Emperor Hong Ming's series of measures were disappointing, but as the prince himself, he had tried so hard, but it was not enough to make them surrender. This was also a heavy blow to him.

It was night now, and the yard was cooler than the house. After dinner, Song Chun was enjoying the cool air in the yard. He leaned on the wicker chair and closed his eyes to rest. The people waiting around him were also sent away, and there were only the chirping of insects around. It sounded very peaceful and not too noisy at the moment, which suited his calm and impatient mood.

But in the evening breeze, there was a sudden sound of clinking rings, thin footsteps approaching, and then the faint fragrance of tea came over.

"Your Highness, I have stewed pear soup with osmanthus sugar and chilled it with ice for half an hour. It is best to eat it now to relieve the heat. Would you like it, Your Highness?" Mu Liangdi sat aside and opened the bag she brought. In the soup cup, ladle the soft stewed pear soup into a white porcelain bowl, and then present it to Song Chun.

Song Chun then turned to look at her. She was a teenage girl in her prime. Her charming and bright face was extremely beautiful under the moonlight. Her simple dress suited his taste. She also specially applied powder on her wrists, which was light. The aroma of tea is also his favorite flavor on weekdays.

"Is something wrong?" Song Chun didn't glance at the white porcelain bowl in her hand. He didn't have the habit of eating at night, and he didn't like others to approach him with careful preparation.

He has always resisted contact with ulterior motives.

Mu Liangdi looked at him with a smile and said in a coquettish tone: "I'm fine, I just miss Your Highness, so I came here on my own. I just want to talk to Your Highness. Does Your Highness think I'm annoyed? If you think I'm annoyed. , then I won’t say anything, and just look at His Highness from the side.”

"It's already dark. If nothing happens, go back and rest early." Song Chun continued to close his eyes and rest, not really wanting to talk to her.

Mu Liangdi didn't leave, she put down the white porcelain bowl and sat still: "I can't sleep even after I go back. It's so quiet in the palace, and I talk a lot. I can't find anyone to talk to, so I just feel depressed."

Song Chun was silent. He didn't care how these women passed their time, let alone whether they slept alone at night. In his opinion, he did not treat them badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, nor did he treat them with any extra etiquette and rules. Requirements, they can do what they like, there is no need to focus on themselves.

"Your Highness, are you feeling depressed? When I feel depressed, I also like to blow the night wind and listen to the chirping of insects. Sometimes I also like to catch fireflies. Have you ever seen fireflies, Your Highness?" She was looking for words to herself, not minding Song Chun. of indifference.

Song Chun was already getting annoyed: "I don't like innocent and simple women, and besides, you don't act like them."

(End of this chapter)