The prince is more stable

Chapter 24 The visitor is evil

All the money was cheated away, and due to his father's devout faith and the reputation of the royal palace, it was not convenient for Zhao Xiaoqian to get it back.

But as a consumer, the palace donated so much money to Yuqing Palace, and the prince can eat and stay in Yuqing Palace for a few days for free. There is nothing wrong with that, right?

That’s right, Zhao Xiaoqian planned to stay in Yuqing Palace for a few days to enjoy the feeling of being a boss, otherwise he would not be able to get rid of the anger in his heart.

What's the big deal about cheating a clear-headed fat guy? If you have the guts, come and cheat me.

The roads in Bianjing City were not very flat, and the carriage was a little shaky.

The roads in the city are quite crowded. Can you believe that you would encounter a traffic jam these days?

Especially when we reached the Zhouqiao section, it was extremely crowded and the carriage had to move forward almost inch by inch.

The prosperity of the Song Dynasty's commerce can actually be seen from the road conditions in the city of Bianliang.

The streets were crowded with people, and there were shops lining the roadside. Officials, wealthy businessmen, common people, porters, and beautiful ladies were all there, and you could see all kinds of people at a glance.

Zhao Xiaoqian sat in the carriage, watching the crowds outside, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There is no doubt that the Song Dynasty was a rich country. Even though it is now running out of money, the size of the country's wealth is still huge. In the eyes of outsiders, the Song Dynasty is still rich.

Such a rich country, but without a strong army to protect it, is naturally destined to be coveted by foreign races.

How can a child carrying gold through a busy street not be noticed?

The detours that Chinese history took here are still remembered as lessons by future generations thousands of years later.

Today, this detour is still a detour.

There was a problem at the root of the Song Dynasty's national policy, and neither reform nor non-reform would help.

This is why Zhao Xiaoqian ignored the so-called new laws and old laws.

My penis has been removed. Will taking aphrodisiacs be useful?

The carriage crossed Zhou Bridge, exited Tianbo Gate, and headed straight for Yuqing Palace.

The journey was boring, so Zhao Xiaoqian lifted the curtain of the carriage and chatted with the commander on the side of the horse-riding guard.

Although you don’t like to interact with strangers, you must get familiar with the people who protect you. This is a basic quality for survival.

"What's your name?" Zhao Xiaoqian's smile perfectly conformed to social etiquette, just a little stiff.

The commander was flattered: "Your Highness, please forgive me for my humiliation. My humble name is Chen Shou, and I am from Zhending."

"Thank you and the soldiers for your hard work in protecting my Chu Palace." Zhao Xiaoqian said politely.

Zhao Xiaoqian's friendly attitude made Chen Shou increasingly uneasy.

In the Song Dynasty, civil officials were valued and military officials were despised. Military officials were usually looked down upon, especially by the powerful and the literati, who simply did not look at them in the eye.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoqian's attitude was like a sumptuous dinner before death.

"Prince, did I do something wrong?" Chen Shou twisted his waist uneasily on the horse's back.

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned: "I'm chatting with you, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Shou said in panic, "My Lord, please don't be so polite. I can't bear the responsibility. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Zhao Xiaoqian sighed. It seemed as if the backbones of warriors in this era had been broken by the literati. They had lost their bloodiness. How could they be expected to defend the territory?

After just a few words, Zhao Xiaoqian lost interest. He smiled politely at Chen Shou and lowered the curtain.

When the carriage arrived at Yuqing Palace, it was still crowded with people, countless devout men and women who came to burn incense, make wishes and fulfill them.

The imperial guards had already ridden ahead to inform Yuqing Palace of the arrival of the Crown Prince of Chu.

As Zhao Xiaoqian dismounted from the carriage, he was greeted by the Taoist priest Qingyang, who had been waiting outside the temple. With a somewhat reluctant expression and the habit of squeezing his legs together as he walked, he forced a very forced smile and bowed to Zhao Xiaoqian.

"Wulian Tianzun, I pay my respects to the prince."

Zhao Xiaoqian looked him over, then smiled and returned the greeting: "The son of a poor prince greets the real person."

Taoist Qingyang was stunned: "What is 'Poverty King'?"

Zhao Xiaoqian explained earnestly: "My Chu Palace became impoverished overnight, so of course I have to call myself the 'Poverty King'."

Qingyang frowned and said, "I think you should call yourself 'Chatterbox'."

From the first words they said when they met, Qingyang suddenly realized that this prince seemed to have bad intentions today.

Of course, Qingyang did feel a little guilty. It seemed that he had gone a little too far in getting the money from the Prince of Chu's Mansion this time.

But we can't blame him entirely. When the prince was unconscious, it was the King of Chu himself who made a great wish in front of the statue of Daojun. If the prince was safe and sound, he would spend all his family wealth to rebuild the golden body of Daojun.

The King of Chu did what he said and reportedly emptied the palace treasury of all the money and treasures. However, the prince seemed unhappy and spoke with sarcasm.

It’s better to have less trouble than more. Should I give him some money back?

This thought flashed through Qingyang's mind, but he rejected it in an instant.

It is impossible to get the money back. It is impossible to get the money back in this lifetime.

It is not easy to be a monk. Is the money spent on me?
Of course it is spent on the Taoist Lord. If you have the guts to ask the Taoist Lord for money, go and see if he gets angry and sends down a divine thunder to kill you.

"I wonder why the prince has come here today..." Qingyang asked tentatively.

Zhao Xiaoqian said casually, "The palace has been short of money to buy meat and vegetables lately, so my father has resorted to cunning tactics and shamelessly runs to other people's houses every day to eat for free."

"This prince is still growing up. He wants to look good but doesn't want to delay his growth, so he plans to stay at your temple for a few days to replenish his appetite."

Qingyang was stunned and stared at Zhao Xiaoqian for a long time without being able to speak.

Do you think you have the shame to come to my Taoist temple and eat for free?

Zhao Xiaoqian grinned at Qingyang, "The Taoist is compassionate and benevolent, and the Immortal is a generous and hospitable gentleman. I'm sure he won't refuse my small request, right?"

Qingyang's face was grim, but he still managed to force a smile: "It is a blessing for our Yuqing Palace that the Prince of Chu has taken a fancy to it and condescended to build it here. How could I refuse?"

He felt uncomfortable, but when he thought of the money that the King of Chu gave to the Taoist temple, Qingyang's mood stabilized a lot.

The wool comes from the sheep. Even if this prince eats a lot of meat and fish every day, the money that the King of Chu donated to the Yuqing Palace is enough to support him for many years.

Food and drink are not a problem. The only worry is that if this prince is dissatisfied and often makes trouble in Yuqing Palace, it will be a headache.

Zhao Xiaoqian was delighted and said with a smile, "In that case, I will trouble you, Master. Please find us a most luxurious room. As for food and drink, someone will make a list for you shortly."

Qingyang was shocked again: "Draw... draw a list?"

"As a noble born royal family, it is inevitable that your food, clothing, housing and transportation are a bit extravagant. Please be more understanding. After all, the Chu Palace also has to maintain its reputation." Zhao Xiaoqian said with a pleasant smile.

The Yuqing Palace covers an area of ​​500 acres and is the largest Taoist temple in the Song Dynasty.

There are more than 2,000 houses and halls in the Taoist temple, so it is no problem to choose a house for Zhao Xiaoqian.

So Zhao Xiaoqian personally selected a house, which was a unique courtyard behind the Yuqing Palace. The house was not necessarily luxurious, after all, it was a place for monks, so it was not very luxurious, but it had an elegant environment with birds singing and flowers blooming.

Chen Shou and more than 20 imperial guards also stayed around the courtyard.

Half an hour later, Chen Shou found Taoist Qingyang with a freshly made list.

(End of this chapter)