MTL - The Legitimate Daughter of the Prosperous Medical Fragrance Will Not Marry-Chapter 35 My little Qingyao said

Chapter 35 My little Qingyao said

 Sudden heavy snow sealed the city of Xiliang.

 It's just that it's been raining for almost a month, and it still hasn't stopped.

 Fortunately, the poor people in the city have prepared a lot of charcoal in advance, and it is enough to use it sparingly, but other high-ranking officials and nobles are not so good.

They had listened to Fan Zixiu's words and did not believe in any changes in the weather. Now faced with the sudden heavy snow, they were afraid of the cold and burned all the remaining charcoal in the house.

Facing the heavy snow that was still falling non-stop, I could only act like a dog in the house while taking out all the eighteen generations of Fan Zixiu’s ancestors and scolding them.

The Fan family was not much better. Just after the common people scolded Fan Yurong, Fan Zixiu hit the muzzle of the high-ranking officials and nobles again.

　In these days when the city is closed by heavy snow, only the Hua family is busy burning charcoal every day.

But Hua Yaoting was not happy. Although the Hua family had plenty of charcoal, the money they burned was all silver. When the snow subsided, he would lead his troops to Youzhou to quell the chaos, so what would he use to buy food and grass.

“Knock knock knock…” A knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Hua Yaoting suppressed the melancholy in her heart and said, "Come in."

 The door to the study room was pushed open, and a small figure entered.

Hua Yaoting looked at the person standing in front of him. The melancholy he had just suppressed suddenly came back to his heart. He was so angry that he almost slapped the table.

"Xiao Qingyao, what are you doing here in the study? Hurry up and go back to bed." Hua Yaoting endured his anger and kept telling himself that this slap must not be given.

Xiao Qingyao bought charcoal to save his family, but even if he slapped him, he would still be a human being.

Fan Qingyao blinked and asked, "If I leave, who will earn money for my grandfather to fight the war?"

"You, what did you say?" Hua Yaoting felt that he was really old and his ears were no longer working. Otherwise, why would a man who had lost all his family's money say he wanted to make money?

Fan Qingyao ran to Hua Yaoting's side in a hurry, stood on tiptoes and supported the chair with both hands, and pressed his cherry-red mouth to Hua Yaoting's ear.

Hua Yaoting didn't have much hope at first, but after listening to Fan Qingyao's words, he felt that there was nothing he could not think of, and there was nothing his granddaughter could not do.

He took a deep breath to show that he was still alive, "Xiao Qingyao, you..."

Fan Qingyao flexed his little hands that had not grown yet and made calculations, "If grandpa wants to make money to fight, he must listen to me."

Hua Yaoting looked at the little hands that kept waving in front of him. After much tangle, he finally made up his mind. He could trust his own granddaughter.

 Of course the most important thing is!

 He is really short of money...

In this way, early the next morning, Hua Yaoting straightened his chest and went to the ground.

The snowy weather in March caught everyone off guard, and the silver charcoal in the palace was about to be used up.

　　In the court hall, all the officials were so cold that they clenched their hands tightly under their sleeves.

Even Emperor Yongchang, who was sitting on the dragon throne, wanted to go to court directly wearing a quilt.

Only Hua Yaoting stood upright and upright. He had been leading troops to fight all year round, and he was more afraid of the cold than the civil servants in the court.

 Just because he is so majestic, it is not the same in the eyes of others.

Now in the entire Xiliang City, everyone knows that the charcoal belonging to the Hua family has piled up in a mountain, and it is impossible to burn it all.

As soon as Fan Zixiu saw the figure standing beside him, he was filled with hatred. He immediately stepped forward and knelt in front of Emperor Yongchang.

“Your Majesty, the city has been hit by a heavy snowstorm, and the people in the city are suffering terribly. Please send someone to distribute charcoal, out of common sense!”

Emperor Yongchang frowned, "The blizzard really came suddenly, but this time Xiliang was trapped, and even other countries were blocked by snow one after another, making it impossible to transport charcoal."

Prince Rui also took a step forward, "Your Majesty, as far as I know, there is a family in our city who burns charcoal every day, and the house is as hot as midsummer." Almost in an instant, everyone's eyes were on It fell on the figure standing straightest in the court.

Emperor Yongchang also knew who he was talking about. He looked at the figure and said softly, "What does General Hua think of this?"

Hua Yaoting took a step forward, raised his robe and knelt down, "To inform the emperor, there are indeed hundreds of tons of charcoal in Weichen's mansion. However, as far as Weichen knows, the people in the city are not troubled by the severe cold. On the contrary, all the high-ranking officials and nobles spend their days Noisy and cold.”

As he finished his sentence, he didn't forget to add another sentence, "To put it bluntly, he is spoiled and can't withstand the cold."

　　The corners of Emperor Yongchang’s mouth twitched sharply.

From what this means, is it possible that all those who cannot withstand the cold will be sent to the military camps to serve as soldiers?

Fan Zixiu smiled and said, "Are the rich in the city not common people? General Hua, don't forget, if the rich in the city don't pay taxes every year, how can the country be safe?"

Hua Yaoting knew what this meant, but he was too lazy to beat around the bush, "It's not impossible to let my Hua family get charcoal, but it has to be bought with silver, three hundred taels per car."

 One car…

 Three, three three…

 Three hundred taels!

It is five times as much as the previous charcoal!

Isn’t this an obvious robbery?

Fan Zixiu gritted his teeth, "Is General Hua openly trying to make money from the national crisis?"

Hua Yaoting looked proud, "My little Qingyao said, if you don't pay for the national disaster, you can use the money to pay for the army? My little Qingyao also said, this is already a loss-making business. If you want to buy it, just Go to line up at the entrance of Huajia, but you have to bring your banknote, because my little Qingyao also said that no credit will be given for small transactions. "

Fan Zixiu had an expression on his face, "Why do you still want to be embarrassed? How can a dignified general of a country talk about a useless little girl like this?"

Hua Yaoting made it clear that he was shameless, "My little Qingyao knows how to make charcoal. My little Qingyao is awesome. Prime Minister Fan can mention it if he wants. Of course, the premise is that your granddaughter can do it." if."

Prince Rui knew that there would be no results if he continued to argue like this, so he had to look up at Emperor Yongchang, but before he could speak, he saw a young **** running in in a hurry.

“Your Majesty, the Hua family’s carriage entered the palace just now, saying it was delivering charcoal. Now the four carriages are already heading towards the Queen’s Palace and His Royal Highness the Prince’s Palace respectively.”

After hearing this, Prince Rui scolded Fan Qingyao in his heart.

Not only did he shamelessly let his grandfather enter the palace to sell charcoal, but he also openly and openly sent hush money to the emperor. This Fan Qingyao was really a fox cub, very cunning.

 But the scolding followed the scolding, and seeing Emperor Yongchang's face gradually showing a smile, Prince Rui quietly retreated back to the ranks of officials.

He has already given away the hush money, and now he is afraid that even if he loses his teeth, it will be useless.

Emperor Yongchang, who suddenly felt that he was inferior to his wife and son at the moment, finally spoke, "General Hua is interested."

Hua Yaoting straightened her back, "My little Qingyao said that Xiliang can only be warm if the emperor is warm."

Even the officials in the Manchu Dynasty were tired of hearing about people coming and going from Qingyao.

But no matter how disgusted they are, they still have to endure it. Who can tell someone else’s granddaughter to live up to her expectations?

Emperor Yongchang's heart felt warm as he recalled the calm little figure that day who had excellent medical skills. "He is indeed a good boy. This is my blessing in Xiliang."

After finishing his words, he called to the **** Bai Tu next to him, "It's my will to give you three hundred taels of charcoal for the Hua family. Bring your banknotes for everything you want to buy. No credit will be given!"

 He ​​agreed because he knew that Hua Yaoting had supplemented more than half of the military pay in recent years. If the Hua family really ran out of money, who would he turn to to pay for the military pay.

Fan Zixiu couldn't believe what he heard, "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Yongchang waved his hand directly, "Retreat from the court."

 (End of this chapter)