After kicking the scumbag husband, the prince hugged my thigh and begged me to marry him

Chapter 428 The person is lost!
Naturally, Yan Wuqing couldn't get the answer, so he could only concentrate on sitting in the Luoning Palace and dealing with Yu Wenchun and his brothers.

Yu Wenchun originally thought that a punch could make Yu Wen Yan move a little bit, and then took advantage of it, but he didn't expect that Yu Wen Yan didn't react at all. He only stayed with Ye Qingyou all day long, and even Ye Mingyuan and Ye Jingzhi moved... Went to live in Luoning Prince's Mansion.

It was like a fist hitting the cotton on the table, which made him feel a little sore in his wrist. The cotton was still the same ball of cotton, safe and sound.

While he was feeling very uncomfortable in his heart, two ministers from the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works all rushed over.

"The funds for disaster relief have not been implemented for a long time. The weather is about to get colder. If the victims are no longer able to be resettled, it will definitely cause turmoil!"

"There was also an accident at that mine, and everyone including His Highness was injured there."

"Will the shelved repairs be continued? The Ministry of Industry is short of manpower. Your Highness must make a decision as soon as possible. There can be no further delay!"

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The two ministers could come directly to see Yu Wenchun, so it was obvious that they could not delay it any longer.

Although they had the respect of courtiers towards Yu Wenchun, the contempt in their eyes could be seen clearly by anyone who was not blind.

For just these few matters, Yuwen Yan would have given a reply as soon as possible on the first day, and it would have been straightforward.

But Yu Wenchun has been dragging it out for three days. Every day's time is worth money, and the two of them can't bear it anymore!
Yu Wenchun's head was as big as a bucket. "Didn't these matters be left to the third child to deal with? Didn't he reply to you two?"

"He is also busy entertaining the envoys from the State of Yan. He is so busy that he has no time to take care of such an important matter." The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue almost started to curse.

Yu Wenchun was speechless. He just wanted to shirk some responsibility, "What about the fifth child? I have asked him to take care of the third brother. He has no other errands."

"Ancestor, please let me go!" The minister of the Ministry of Industry clasped his hands and bowed to the prince, "That man doesn't know anything. He has to learn and teach everything. The old minister sent a steward to help him. He also dislikes people’s low class.”

"If you don't want to take care of it, just delegate the power to me. The old minister can make the decision alone. Don't find such a stick to cause trouble. It's not embarrassing enough in front of the Yan State envoy!" The corners of the Minister of Industry's mouth were already twitching.

Yu Wenchun was so ashamed.

Although he knew that Yu Wenqiao had no ability, he couldn't be so exaggerated?
"Gu...will discipline him well."

"Then lock him up and don't let him out!" The Minister of Industry had a tough temperament and was a veteran of three dynasties. His words were extremely rude, and even Yu Wenchun was not qualified to refute him.

Yu Wenchun was so worried that he could only take the discounts in front of him and solve them one by one.

But the Ministry of Finance has no money, what can he do?
In the past, when Emperor Liang had no money, he would go to Yuwen Yan for advice.

Either they copied the homes of corrupt officials to meet their urgent needs, or they had more liquid money to mobilize, so there was little need for Emperor Liang to worry about.

The Tengzhou disaster victims were in chaos because he imprisoned Yu Wenyan, and Ye Qingyou directly got stuck on the silver coins.

Only then did he realize how much this position of having no money stung his butt.

"Rong Gu, think about it and will give you an answer soon."

Yu Wenchun wished he could kneel on the ground and make a promise, so the two ministers could only leave at that.

But Yu Wenchun had no way to get money, so he could only ask the queen.

The queen gritted her teeth, which only caused the uncle's palace to bleed.

Lin Shaowu had a guilty conscience when he ruined the medicine storehouse of Taiyuan Hospital last time. Uncle Guo could only spend his money and give Yu Wenchun 100,000 taels for emergency help.

"...Whether it is disaster relief or repairs, this little silver will simply sink into the ocean, and even a splash will not be visible. Your Highness the Crown Prince cannot always cut his own flesh, it is better to think of a foolproof strategy." Lin Guojiu gave the silver. , I have to add a few words. Yu Wenchun snorted coldly, "You are still planning at this time? I don't want to think about Gu being unable to sit in that position, whether your uncle's palace can still build the walls so high, and whether my aunt's silk and satin are still so luxurious and beautiful! "

Uncle Lin Guo swallowed his saliva and saw that Yu Wenchun was really annoyed.

"The Lin family naturally supports His Highness the Crown Prince. He is both prosperous and devastated. But what I just said is the truth. You have paid so much, and your Majesty always has something to think about?"

Yu Wenchun also had a headache. It was not that he had not complained to Emperor Liang, hoping that Emperor Liang could point out a clear way.

Unfortunately, Emperor Liang refused to see anyone and only asked Eunuch Li to send him away.

Yu Wenchun had no choice but to ask for one hundred thousand taels from his uncle's house. He couldn't be as unkind as Yu Wenyan, who ransacked a corrupt official's house after catching him.

"Okay, Guzhong knows what's going on, and uncle must keep an eye on Dali Temple."

Yu Wenchun thought that Fang Zishan was still in prison, and was afraid that this man would do another trick. "Either Fang Zishan will be used by Gu Gu, or he will be killed directly. There is no need to save face for the Yongqin Marquis Mansion. He is not the heir apparent."

Uncle Lin Guo nodded and accepted the matter.

Yu Wenchun went to find Qiao Lianqi again, hoping to get something more from the Qiao family...

At this time, Fang Zishan was disheveled in prison. He had promised to do something, but he didn't expect that the prince would take him away just after he took action? !

He couldn't understand, and was even very angry. After thinking about it, the only possibility was that Fang Zhuo had sold him. Otherwise, how could the prince target him? !

Fang Zishan looked at the decapitated meal in front of him and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

All my life, I thought about competing with my father, Marquis Yongqin, but I didn't expect that I would have to meet the King of Hell in just the blink of an eye.

He picked up a piece of Dongpo pork with chopsticks and thought of Ye Qingyou.

Back then, he was in the hut of the Ministry of Rites, looking at Ye Qingyou who was being imprisoned. The woman seemed to be more calm than him, and she ate every piece of delicious food with great pleasure.

"Could it be her?"

A thought flashed in Fang Zishan's mind. But thinking about it carefully, Ye Qingyou was pregnant at this time and had no time to pay attention to him.

He laughed at himself, stuffed the meat into his mouth, and chewed it.

"Does this taste good?"

Suddenly a voice came from outside the iron bars.

Fang Zishan was so excited that before he could say anything, his vision turned dark and he fainted...

"Prince, no, something happened!" Lin Guojiu went to Dali Temple to interrogate Fang Zishan but failed, so he could only come back to report to Yu Wenchun.

Yu Wenchun had just answered the Minister of the Ministry of Industry correctly, and his body and mind were getting angry. When he heard Uncle Lin Guo's words, he immediately became angry!

"Is there anything worth making a fuss about? It's just that Fang Zishan is dead, right?!" He had asked Uncle Lin Guo to silence him before, and the worst he could do was die.

Uncle Lin Guo was trembling with fear, and his hands were shaking when he handed over the object, "Fang Zishan lost it, he lost it in a daze from the prison of Dali Temple!"

"And there was such a note left there..."