"Grandpa, at least we are all a family. My mother meant that you should quickly hand over one million taels to the court. You said that this money was your donation of silver and salary to the court, and the rest would be left to us to deal with. The most important thing at the moment is to calm my father's anger first. If you hand over one million taels, I will go to the Jinyiwei and change the account book, and this matter will be over."

One million taels, Zhou Kui took a deep breath. Isn’t this meant to take his own life for a miser? However, compared to the killing of the whole family, this million taels seemed nothing.

Of course, Zhou Kui is not stupid, and he would not easily take out a million taels just because of Zhu Cilang's words.

But when Zhu Cilang finished speaking, Luo Yangxing, the commander of the Jinyiwei, followed. Luo Yangxing, was surrounded by two thousand households.

This was scary. Looking at Luo Yangxing who was uninvited, Zhou Kui shivered.

What does the Jinyiwei do? It is directly responsible to the emperor. It can arrest anyone, including the royal relatives, and conduct an undisclosed interrogation. The Beizhen Fushi Department specializes in the "Edict Prison" and can directly arrest and torture prisoners, the Ministry of Justice, Dali Temple, and the Censorate, have no right to interrogate.

Those who have been to the imperial prison will have a life worse than death.

Zhu Cilang just smiled and turned around and said, "Luo Yangxing, my grandfather has agreed to donate one million taels of silver to solve the problem of Liaodong military pay. When I go back, I report to my father. As for the account books of the Beizhen Fushi, you can burn them."

Luo Yangxing looked confused: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, what account book?"

In fact, there were no books at all, but this sounded like a natural sound to Zhou Kui: "Yes, yes, yes, there are no books, where did the books come from? Oh, Commander Luo, I want to be so young, thank you."

In Zhou Kui's opinion, this is Luo Yangxing's current affairs. In Zhou Kui's eyes, Luo Yangxing's face was confused. It was a pity that this guy didn't act.

Zhu Cilang was afraid that if he would continue to say anything, he would reveal his feelings. He smiled slightly: "Luo Yangxing, tell your men to go to the money house to get the money, and you can follow me to return to the palace."

Luo Yangxing didn't know anything, but the day before yesterday, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invited him to have a drink. Luo Yangxing did not dare to refuse. At the banquet, Zhu Cilang told him, "In two days, you can go to my grandfather's house and take two thousand households with you."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't say anything, and Luo Yangxing was not easy to ask. As a result, he came today and left with a confused look on his face. Zhou Kui, the father-in-law, suddenly became enthusiastic about him, which made Luo Yangxing more confused.

But in Zhou Kui's opinion, Luo Yangxing promised to burn the account book and die without evidence, which would completely eliminate his big troubles. As for this million taels of silver, he would consider it to be spent money to buy peace.

Luo Yangxing followed Zhu Ciyang to leave the father-in-law's mansion, but he was still confused: "Your Highness, what happened?"

Zhu Cilang still smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, Luo Yangxing, you followed me into the palace and said that Zhou Kui, the father-in-law, would like to offer 800,000 taels of silver to solve the problem of Liaodong military pay. You pretended not to know anything else."

Luo Yangxing was shocked again: "Your Highness, the father-in-law said, "Didn't he give me one million taels?"

"Don't you Jinyiwei need to use money? You can keep the 200,000 taels yourself. See how your life is. I'll make the decision on this matter. Take this money and make a good deal of Jinyiwei. There are still more places to use you next."

Luo Yangxing was so grateful that she almost cried, 200,000 taels. Years of famine and treasons everywhere, the life of the Jinyiwei in the capital was not easy. With this 200,000 taels of silver, the lives of the brothers below were settled.

However, this matter is of great importance. After all, the crown prince is just a teenage baby. Luo Yangxing asked with confidence: "Your Highness, is this what the emperor means?"

Zhu Cixuan did not answer positively, but just patted his arm: "Just do your business well."

Luo Yang was very strange in nature. He felt that the crown prince had suddenly become a different person. He did not look like a twelve-year-old child, but more like a scheming and hiding expert.

Maybe this is an illusion, Luo Yangxing comforted himself in his heart. At the same time, for some reason, he actually had a sense of awe for the little prince.

At such a young age, he is so hidden. If His Royal Highness ascended the throne in the future, it would be great. What is the most important thing now? It is to hang out with your thighs.

Luo Yangxing is not greedy for this 200,000 taels of silver. It would be fine if he had enough money. The problem is that this is given to you by the prince.

If he used this 200,000 taels of silver to reorganize his subordinates and transformed the decaying Jinyiwei into the previous emperor who was terrified and forbidden, he would leave a very good impression on the crown prince. In the future, the crown prince would become even more confidant.

Thinking of this, Luo Yangxing understood that he would never move the 200,000 taels of silver. He wanted to show the prince that I, Luo Yangxing, did not make a living.

The Forbidden City Imperial Palace, in the warm pavilion. When Zhu Cilang came back, he was facing Chongzhen's murderous gaze. This made Luo Yangxing next to him frightened. He heard that he had drunk with the crown prince the day before yesterday and the emperor found out.

As the commander of the Jinyiwei, Luo Yangxing's information was more timely than that of Chongzhen. This made him feel like a ray of light on his back, and before he knew it, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

"My son has met his father."

"My dear Luo Yangxing, I will bow to the emperor, long live the emperor."

"Son of the Emperor, what do you want to do?" Chongzhen looked at him coldly and couldn't help coughing a few times. The hard work made Emperor Chongzhen feel the cold and his dragon body feel a little uneasy.

"Father, take care of the dragon's body." Zhu Cilang knelt on the ground.

Unlike the opening up of the Tang and Song dynasties, the rules in the palace were much stricter at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Even if you are the crown prince, you must kneel down when you see the emperor.

"You also know that I can keep my dragon body, be kind, you must study well. Don't be like your father, you must be a promising king. This Ming Dynasty, alas, this Ming Dynasty..." Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help but cough again. After all, the prince was just a child, and he was in a bad mood, so he couldn't vent everything on him.

"Father, I'm going to borrow money from my grandfather."

Chongzhen waved his hand, not wanting to listen to him mentioning this matter again: "Forget it, go back to your mother's place to have a good rest, don't be naughty and mess around anymore, cough cough..."

Zhu Cilang did not stand up: "Father, my grandfather promised to donate 800,000 taels of maternal property to relieve the military salary of Liaodong soldiers."
Chapter completed!