The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Yinzhen actually had his own little thoughts.

It's not that he was mentally ill, but he thought it didn't matter if he offended the civil and military officials, or the people of the world, but the only thing he couldn't do was offend the emperor.

why?

Because no one in the world has the power to choose the crown prince. Only the emperor has this power.

The collection of arrears was proceeding in an orderly manner, and Yinzhen became busier and busier. This was much more troublesome than his research on growing vegetables.

Yinzhen and his brothers spent two days checking all the bills and dividing people into different levels based on their character and moral conduct.

He got inspiration from Changning and first issued a notice that those who actively repaid the loan within the first month would be exempted from interest.

If you repay the loan more than one month later, you will have to pay a late fee, and the later you pay, the more late you will have to pay.

Yinzhen was very excited that night. This method really worked. He hugged Changning in his arms and kissed her again and again.

Chang Ning was still a little embarrassed: "Stop kissing, stop kissing, what are you going to do next?"

Yinzhen thought for a while and said, "After this month, I plan to recruit the tenth prince first. He is the emperor's prince and can serve as a role model. If I take down this tough bone first, the Nianhulu clan behind him will definitely take action, and then it will be easy to recruit others."

Chang Ning was a little worried: "I'm afraid it won't be that easy for him to pay back the money."

Yinzhen was still quite confident.

"He won't listen to me, but if Old Fourteen goes to persuade him, he still has a chance of success. That scoundrel of his only concern is Old Ten."

Speaking of his younger brother, Fourteen, Yinzhen thought that he would have to go to the palace to pay respects to his mother tomorrow, so his mother must have helped him behind the scenes. Otherwise, given Fourteen's stubborn personality, he would definitely not take the initiative to ask for help.

He must be putting on airs, waiting for me to come and invite him.

Yinzhen was right. This was exactly what the Fourteenth Prince had in mind.

Although he thought his fourth brother was mentally ill, after all, brothers fight tigers together, and fathers and sons fight together in battle. As a younger brother, he couldn't abandon his brother.

However, we can't help him so easily.

Fourteen has been living under the shadow of his brother since he was young. Finally he has a chance to be subservient to his brother. He feels so happy just thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, before my fourth brother arrived, I got scolded by my mother.

"You fool, you think there's something fun to watch from the other side? If you don't help at this time, how will others see you?"

Old Fourteen still felt aggrieved and retorted, "I didn't say I wouldn't help him, so why can't I let Fourth Brother come to me and beg me?"

Concubine De resisted the urge to scold him and snorted coldly, "Don't be so arrogant. Go quickly. You don't know your fourth brother's temper. I'm afraid he will return the money before you even arrive."

A word awakened the dreamer. His brother was really like this. Fourteenth became anxious when he heard it, and immediately went to the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Before leaving, I was wondering, when did my mother become so hot-tempered? Did she eat too much chili recently? Her temper has also become hot-tempered.

Looking at her youngest son's back, Concubine De covered her forehead with her hands.

She was originally gentle and considerate, and was Kangxi's favorite. She was also kind to others in the harem, and she had never been seen to blush.

But Concubine De discovered that it was useless to speak softly to a man like her youngest son, because he would not listen. Sometimes you have to curse loudly to get the job done.

But, how should I put it, ever since she scolded her youngest son away a few times ago, Concubine De felt very happy.

Occasionally, I feel very refreshed when I curse at others, and my body feels a lot more relaxed.

"Huh~" De Fei let out a long sigh of relief. The nanny beside her handed over some tea at the right time and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is kind-hearted and wants them to be united."

"I don't know who Fourteenth inherited this personality from. He obviously likes Fourth, but he always teases him. He's so childish." Defei sighed, "Fourth is the same. He obviously misses Fourteen, but he's too embarrassed to say it. These two brothers are like the gourd with the mouth sawed off."

The debt collection journey of the two gourd brothers was not bumpy.

The other two brothers are a little more complicated.

Originally, Yinzhen had time to teach his sons their lessons personally at home, but now he is extremely busy every day, so he can only entrust it to the teacher.

However, he was still a very responsible father, and he specially divided the teaching plans into different levels according to the levels of his three sons, and let the master supervise them and teach.

Honghui, who had always felt a little inferior to Hongyan, was about to lose his defense immediately when he saw that the levels of content taught by their master were different.

Master, do you also feel that you are not as good as Hongyan?

Honghui was unhappy because he heard that the content of this teaching was formulated by his father himself.

Father must be disappointed in himself and must feel that he is inferior to Hongyan in every way.

Feeling sad and upset, he went to find Hongqing to pour out his grievances.

The two young boys now had maids in their connecting rooms, and now that they were half adults, they went to the private room of the restaurant together.

Hong Qing first filled a glass of wine for him, and seeing that he was still a little afraid to make a move, he sneered and said, "What are you afraid of? Fourth Uncle has been very busy recently. Do you think you can see him?"

Yes, ever since my father was ordered to collect the debts, he has not returned home for a long time and has been living and eating in the Ministry of Revenue.

Chun'er's mother often pulled a horse-drawn carriage to deliver things to the Ministry of Revenue, either coal or mutton soup.

He also wanted to remind his mother to send something to express his feelings, but she refused. It would be fine if one person sent it, but wouldn't it be a competition if two people sent it? Would it make outsiders see the joke of the inner house of the Fourth Prince's Mansion?

Who will care about the debt by then?

Honghui also gave up this thought. He felt a little frustrated. He had a feeling in his heart that his mother didn't love his father at all.

If there was no Chun E Niang for comparison, he would think that E Niang was the first wife and disdained to compete for favor. But Chun E Niang obviously cared about Ama, so the contrast was even more obvious.

"What are you doing? You have such a sad face. Is it because of your brother again?" Hong Qing threw a peanut into his mouth.

Honghui didn't drink, so he didn't force him to drink. After all, he knew that given Honghui's physique, it was already very good that he didn't die young.

Honghui sighed: "I think Ama must be disappointed in me."

Hong Qing patted his shoulder and consoled him: "You are the eldest son after all. Fourth uncle is a man who values ​​rules, don't scare yourself. How does the saying go, there is always a way out when the car reaches the mountain. Look at me, my father doesn't care about me anymore, and doesn't beat me anymore. I am living a very comfortable life."

Honghui looked at Hongqing's happy face and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I don't know why Third Uncle has changed his temper. Don't make him angry."

"As long as I'm alive, there's no hope for my brother." Hong Qing took a gulp of wine. "Everyone says my mother is cruel, but she's not as cruel as me. My father may not be so partial."