The white moonlight of the paranoid tyrant was stolen

Chapter 78
So in the silent night when everyone was sleeping, the Qinghe Prince's Mansion was brightly lit inside and out.

Qin Lin made no secret of letting people push the porcelain, calligraphy and paintings in the mansion, as well as other jewelry, etc. to the door of Huiju Bank with a trolley.

Few people come to Huiju Qianzhuang whether it is day or night.

After all, no matter how hard the nobles get their money, most of them would not want the king to know their details.

Otherwise, whenever natural disasters and man-made disasters occur, they will be the ones who bleed profusely.

Naturally, even if they hide it, they can't avoid the preparation of bleeding sometimes.

As for ordinary people, they still prefer the real feeling of holding money in their hands.

So Qin Lin sent someone to knock on the door of Huiju Bank, and it took a long time for the door to open.

The guards on both sides stood, although reason told them that they should not smile at this time, and they could not even turn their eyes slightly.

But such a scene is extremely rare, so there are still many guards who can't hold back, and they try their best to look to the side from the corner of their eyes.

The shopkeeper of Huiju Bank came out slowly, and was not surprised or shocked when he saw Qin Lin coming in person.

He just ordered people to take off the things on the trolley one by one, and finally took stock one by one.

Almost an hour after the abacus sounded, Qin Lin yawned impatiently, and urged, "Are you still okay?"

The shopkeeper's hands paused for a moment, and he crossed out a zero on the booklet at hand, and then said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I just don't know whether King Qinghe wants cash or bank notes?"

"A silver ticket."

For a moment, Qin Lin wanted to ask the shopkeeper to exchange all the coins into silver taels, and then sent someone to send them over with vigorous beating of gongs and drums.

But after a few moments, his reason suppressed this rather stupid idea.

Sending silver taels to Linglong Pavilion with gongs and drums will indeed win the admiration of everyone, and he will also feel satisfied.

But if people later found out that his money was obtained by taking porcelain, calligraphy and paintings from the mansion, they would laugh at him ten times more than before.

The shopkeeper summoned a guy and whispered a few times in his ear.

After another quarter of an hour, the man came out with a box in his hand.

"A total of 10 taels, no more, no less, please ask King Qinghe to check."

"What?" Qin Lin's deer-like eyes were now staring like two dried dates, "10 taels?"

He almost dragged all the things in the mansion, how could it be only 10 taels?
If it is placed in an ordinary pawnshop, it must be worth at least 50 taels. If he knows that the pawn is him, the amount of silver taels will have to be increased.

Because it was too different from what he had guessed in his heart, Qin Lin almost lost his breath, holding the handle of the wooden chair tightly with both hands, barely letting himself fall to the ground.

The shopkeeper acted as if he couldn't see Qin Lin's gaffe, and ordered people to move everything there first, so fast that Qin Lin didn't even have time to react.

"King Qinghe doesn't need to say thank you, this is what we should do." The shopkeeper looked at the guards guarding both sides, and his eyes signaled.

"My lord still said thank you?" Qin Lin laughed angrily, "You have to calculate carefully, the things I brought are only worth ten..."

Before Qin Lin finished speaking, the two guards at the door walked to Qin Lin's two sides, one on the left and one on the right, and set him up.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Qin Lin was horrified. Could it be that the people who gathered the bank dared to say that they couldn't grab it?

As soon as his words fell, the shopkeeper put the wooden box containing the 10 taels of silver bills into Qin Lin's hands, "It's so late at night, why should the prince come here, it's even more serious, go back quickly."

Without waiting for Qin Lin to refuse, the two guards carried him out.

After a while, Qin Lin stepped on the ground, then blinked his eyes. If the wooden box in his hand and the silver inside the wooden box did not really exist, he would think it was a dream.

Qin Lin still couldn't react until he was helped back to the palace by his servants.

He asked Su Jin, "The things you packed just now are only worth 10 taels?"

Qin Lin looked at the empty room with only a bed, a table and a few chairs, and his whole heart was full of confusion.

"The maidservant packed up at least 50 taels according to the prince's order." Su Jin was also very confused. She was sure that there were nearly 50 small carts. Even if there was a mistake, it couldn't be 10 taels. Such an outrageous mistake of [-] taels.

For this, they evacuated the entire palace.

Looking at it now, she can guarantee that apart from the items that the prince wears every day, she will never find more than ten valuable items.

And there are no more than ten valuable items, and they are all placed in the reception area.

After all, there are always people to be received in the palace, so it should not be too shabby when receiving people.

Qin Lin pressed the position between his eyebrows with his hand, and then asked someone to ask at Huiju Qianzhuang.

Half an hour later, the person who went to inquire came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Before the slave got close, a few guards came over and slapped the slave twice to ask if the slave was plotting something wrong. Before the slave could explain, they threw him out."

Qin Lin: "You bastard! No, I'll go over and redeem the things myself, Su Jin, with the bank notes."

However, before he had taken a few steps, he stopped again.

"My lord?"

"If he is not working in Huiju Qianzhuang, then the king will go to other places, and he will be ridiculed even more."

The eagerness on Su Jin's face does not seem to be fake, she has worn a mask for so many years, probably at this time her expression is the most real.

"Let's laugh at it. Could it be that the prince gave all the money to the bank to save face? They are obviously bullying the prince."

Thinking of this, Qin Lin was a little more angry, and took Su Jin to Huiju Bank.

It's just that for some reason, there were twice as many forbidden troops near the bank. He wanted to get close several times and showed his identification, but all he got was that the bank was temporarily closed and no one was allowed to approach.

Qin Lin and Su Jin squatted in the bushes for more than an hour in the cold weather. When the sky was slightly bright, the imperial army around the bank did not decrease at all, but increased.

Seeing this, Qin Lin could only choose to leave first. He endured his anger and sent the 10 taels of silver note to Linglong Pavilion, and then sent it to Ganlu Hall without stopping.

Normally, Qin Lin didn't need to go to court, so he could only wait at the gate of Ganlu Hall.

Coincidentally, the courtiers discussed a lot of things today, so when Emperor Tianqin went back to the Ganlu Palace for dinner, Qin Lin was already shivering in the cold wind, his mouth was so cold that he couldn't close his mouth, and his upper and lower rows of teeth were chattering uncontrollably. .

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." He bent down and raised his hands, "This is the treasure of the town pavilion bought by my younger brother. It is not worth anything. I hope His Majesty will accept it."

(End of this chapter)