Not that.

Lin Yutong said to Li Changzhi: "Don't cry, your father is not in trouble for the time being. If you are not at ease, just pick up Doctor Luo quietly and ask him to stare at him, and everyone will feel at ease."

"Yes! Yes!" Li Changzhi immediately wiped his tears and turned around and ran away.

Lin Pingzhang gasped and slapped the armrest of the rocking chair: "It's embarrassing... If the ancestors and sects had spirits in the sky..."

What's the matter with the ancestors?

Lin Yutong looked at Lin Yuwu and asked him what was wrong?

Lin Yuwu whispered: "...It is said that each person only received three liters of old grain this morning."

Three liters? How many are three liters?

1 stone 1o bucket 15o catties 75 kg

1 dou 1o 15 catties 75 kg

1 liter 1 o in 15 catties o75 kg

In other words, three liters are equal to four and a half kilograms.

If there are less than five kilograms of grain, if it is wheat, after the wheat is ground into flour, it will be harvested blacker, leaving only more than three kilograms of flour.

A little more than three pounds, that is, three bowls of dry flour.

Who can eat enough?

If the family has a large population, it is really not enough for the family to make dumplings.

No wonder it started to make trouble. Curry had no money, so why bother to delay giving it to him?

Lin Yutong pondered for a moment, then whispered to the prince: "This matter... don't rush to express your opinion. Just go and go out and I'll just support me. Just be at ease."

"The silver must be out of the treasury." Lin Pingzhang slapped his forehead with his hands, "This cannot be changed. This is not allowed by the emperor..."

"Look! Is the problem here?" Lin Yutong said: "The emperor is in a hurry to use the silver, and the salary of these officials only accounts for a small part. The amount of tens of millions is enough to get the money. If it is less than tens of millions, will it not be possible to do it if it is less than half of the money? Besides, even if it is temporarily put in half and then put in the other half at the end of the year. In this way, it is only less than 100,000 taels of silver, which is something that can be done. Isn't this money missing? Is it really a matter of not being embarrassed? He obviously did it on purpose. He was not for us, but the Yin Taishi. Do these officials dare to directly target the emperor? No! They all went to the emperor and the cabinet. They knelt on the emperor, as if they were forcing the emperor, but who did the emperor force? Forced the cabinet! In the end, they still forced the Yin Taishi. Is this a competition between the king and the minister? Why are you anxious?"

Lin Pingzhang paused and looked at Lin Yutong: "This is forcing Master Yin to find a way to get the money."

That’s right! I know that Yinzi is in the Yin family, how can he not force him?

"It's not that I force you, it's that I'm sad." Emperor Xuanping

The emperor asked Yin Bofang to stand up, "I have to spend money everywhere. What should I do? My health is now more and more unhealthy. I am relieved to hand over the state affairs to you. Now that such a thing happens, what should I do? Someone impeached you before and said that you indulge your disciples... Look at the troubles of Jiangnan and the chaos. I have suppressed this matter and understand your difficulties. It is inevitable that the quality is unavoidable. This matter is not over yet, and this is starting to make trouble again. You said, can you still make me worry?"

Yin Bofang bowed and stood up, cursing in his heart ten thousand times.

Why did the Jiangnan officialdom become like that? Do you not know why?

This time I was stuck in the money and refused to pay my ministers’ salary. What is the purpose of this? Don’t you know?

Want money?

The money is gone by my hand again, where can I get you money?

He snorted coldly in his heart, and at the same time he was extremely angry with the grandson. Today, the grandson was found by the grandson. If he hadn't plotted against the Yin family, would the emperor have been so embarrassed to target him?

But if you really want to plot against me like this, then you have read the wrong person.

After living at such a long time, I have all the losses I have suffered.

His heart was very fast and his face was not revealed. After the emperor finished speaking, he said: "In fact, the salary is not much. Not only can we make up for what we owe in the past year, but we can also make up for a year and a half or even three or five years in advance. The Ministry of Works needs to provide disaster relief, so the money cannot be reduced. The Ministry of Rites wants to build a ancestral temple, and this cannot be delayed. I think it would be better if the military pay owed by the Ministry of War in previous years."

Emperor Xuanping's mouth twitched slightly: "Oh... you have calculated how much money will it take in total?"

"It's just five or six million taels." Yin Bofang said calmly, "There is no problem for the national treasury to have silver."

Emperor Xuanping walked down the imperial stairs and confronted Yin Bofang: "Bianzhou, why are you pretending to be confused with me?"

"I dare not." Yin Bofang lowered his head slightly: "I am old and my energy is getting worse now. Before, I tried my best to share my worries. It was the thunderous method of the Taisun Bodhisattva who solved the crisis in the court. I think that His Highness, the Grandpa, has some methods in the economy. Some errands, perhaps in the eyes of the Taisun, are just small matters."

Turning around, he threw the blame out.

It means: Your Majesty, you ask me for money, but I don’t have it either. You have more than me in your hands. Why don’t you give the expensive errands to someone who is really rich? If he wants to pay the job, he has to find a way to get the money.

The king and his minister looked at each other, and at the same time looked away.

Emperor Xuanping frowned: "You should know that I still believe in you more. The grandson... is very good, but he is too young. Some things are inevitable that he is curious."

That is to say, those secrets are afraid that the grandson will spy on.

Although Yin Bofang was angry with Taisun and asked him to take the blame, to be honest, he didn't want to call the so-called ghost secret, Taisun, to see it. That was a poisonous seed, who knows whether it would affect Taisun's nature.

Therefore, Yin Bofang said: "I think... I have been so many years, you should have told her to move. You are too strict. Even if she wants to find her, I am afraid she can't get close. And... I secretly checked... She should still be in the palace... and she has not gone far..."

Emperor Xuanping suddenly turned around and said, "What did you say? She is in the palace?"

Yin Bofang lowered his eyelids: "I can't make it wrong. She may have been in the palace all the time."

Emperor Xuanping frowned: "She is in the palace, but she doesn't show up...for why?"

Yin Bofang was silent for a moment before saying, "Maybe... it's different now..."

What's different from the past?

Mana?

I don’t have the ability to fulfill my original promise, so I hide?

Yes! Only this explanation.

Emperor Xuanping's expression changed slightly: "So, before she finds her magic weapon, is this what it means?"

Yin Bofang was silent for a moment before saying, "I can't think of a second reason."

Emperor Xuanping didn't say anything, just wandering around the palace like a frown. After a long time, he said, "Don't move... just put it there. But the underground palace was completely given.

Keep it closed. If she can't get in, she will be more anxious than us."

That's right!

Yin Bofang felt that as long as the emperor stood on the same front with him, he was eager to find that woman, and that matter would be easier.

Emperor Xuanping said, "Go, don't ask the trouble below. You are right. Some errands, maybe the ones you call the Taisun to do, are the most suitable."

After Yin Bofang left, Emperor Xuanping called Feng Qianen: "...Silently, seal the underground palace first."

"That secret passage..." Feng Qianen asked in a low voice: "The secret passage has also been sealed?"

Emperor Xuanping only smiled: "Those who know the secret passage originally had three people... Now there are only two of you, my master and servant."

Feng Qianen was shocked: "I dare not even say it in my dreams."

"Then what are you afraid of?" Emperor Xuanping smiled, "Let's just leave the secret passage. The others are sealed."

"Yes!" Feng Qianen was terrified: "Is there anyone still to guard it?"

"What do you think?" Emperor Xuanping asked softly.

Feng Qianen took a deep breath and slowly retreated.

Standing on the imperial steps outside the hall, looking at the slowly gloomy sky, raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "...Son, don't blame your godfather."

The one who guards the underground palace is Feng Qianen's apprentice and godson, Feng Chong.

On the fifteenth day of August, the full moon was not seen. Not only was the sky gloomy, but it started to rain when it was dark. The autumn wind wrapped around the raindrops and drifted to people's faces with a chilly.

It was getting dark, and Feng Qianen, wearing a black cloak, went down to the underground palace alone with a food box.

Feng Hui was covered in fur and was trembling. When he saw his godfather who came in with a food box, he was so happy that he flew up: "Dad, are you here?"

Even the word "gan" is saved.

Feng Qianen smiled and said, "Yes, here we come."

"Why are you here alone?" Feng Hui smiled and went over to take the food box. He was even happier when he saw the wine pot inside: "Dad, it's too cold. It's good to have a little wine and get rid of the cold."

"This August 15th, our father and I will be together again." Feng Qianen sat down, "I will make an exception tonight and give you some drinks. I will not drink secretly in the future."

"No, no." Feng Hui took out the wine pot with a smile, raised his hand and poured it into his mouth.

Feng Qianen raised his hand and wanted to stop it, but his arm froze, slowly lowered, and wiped his tears as if he was concealed by his side.

Feng Hui's expression on the other side had become a little distorted. He covered his stomach and forced a smile: "Dad... my son is not good at it. It seems that he has a stomachache, and his stomach hurts..."

Feng Qianen turned his back: "Son, Dad originally wanted to find a good future for you... But who knows... When I get there, don't blame Dad! My stomach hurts, right... It's okay, soon, Dad found the best medicine..."

Feng Hui looked at Feng Qianen in disbelief: "Dad...why..."

Feng Qian'en's tears fell like rain in an instant, "Son, we serve our master, where is there any reason? We live like a person, and the master keeps you. We live like a person, and we live like a person, but it's just a matter of the master's words. Dad originally thought that he could ascend to heaven, and you call me Dad, I have to plan for you... Who knows, Dad hurt you..."

"Dad..." Feng Hui rolled on the ground with his stomach in pain, "Dad... I don't blame you... Who told me to be born cheap..." He turned his face and looked at the woman lying in the crystal coffin, "But my son hates... I hate... I'll be buried with a dead woman for the rest of his life..."

Feng Qianen whimpered, who said it was not!

Just a dead person!

Feng Hui gritted his teeth and rushed towards the crystal coffin with a strong force.

"No!" Feng Qianen glared over and wanted to pull Feng Xuan, but was still one step late. Feng Xuan rushed over, and then... Then the coffin fell down and a gap was cracked. The woman's stiff fingers were stuck in the gap. He was shocked. The coffin had taken a lot of energy and now there was a gap... All previous efforts were wasted... Just as he was about to go over and check, he realized that Feng Xuan was missing.

Just now, it disappeared out of thin air in front of me.
To be continued...