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Zhou Chang did not sleep well last night and reflected deeply on his recklessness in making the bet.

But that was the only way she could think of to rescue Yuan Yu completely.

After seeing Yuan Qi off yesterday afternoon, something else happened, which was really not a good sign.

At that time, she was slumped in her chair, thinking about the many variables that might happen next.

Gao Yuan walked into the study empty-handed.

Gao Yuan had a blank expression on his face. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I have pawned the tea set and received thirty taels of silver, which I have already given to Mr. Zhong."

Zhou Chang was too lazy to ask why it was used as a tea set.

Gao Yuan took out three hundred taels of silver notes from his bosom with his right hand and returned them, saying in a low voice: "The silver notes have not been spent, please take them back, Your Majesty."

"What do you mean it wasn't spent?" Zhou Chang no longer had any interest in celebrating.

Gao Yuan replied: "Your Majesty, restaurants and shops are prohibited from operating from today onwards."

"Why?" Zhou Chang sat up in shock. "Could it be that there has been some change in the war situation in North Vietnam?"

Gao Yuan said seriously: "Maybe."

"What is it?" Zhou Chang jumped out from behind the table.

Gao Yuan was still silent: "The court just issued a notice. Because the war with the Mirage Kingdom is urgent, in order to inspire public opinion to unite against the enemy, the court ordered that all wine shops, teahouses, etc. are closed."

What does it mean?

I didn’t hear anything about it in the imperial study in the palace this morning. What’s going on?

Zhou Chang suppressed the storm in his heart and asked: "When will the ban last?"

"No," Gao Yuan answered truthfully, and after thinking for a while he finally added, "I guess we have to wait until this battle is over."

"After this battle...?" Zhou Chang silently put the three hundred taels of silver into his arms and sent Gao Yuan away.

This morning, Zhou Chang got up in a daze and only ate two bites of breakfast.

Just as the skinny monkey was about to say something to persuade them, there was a knock on the bedroom door again.

Zhong Yu bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I request to see you."

"Mr. Zhong? Why are you here? Please take a seat." Zhou Chang originally wanted to concentrate on organizing her thoughts today, but since Zhong and others had come, she couldn't ignore them.

Zhong Yu, dressed in his usual grey cloth, declined the invitation.

Zhou Chang used the usual attitude of Prince Yi towards Zhong Yu and asked patiently, "Sir, is there anything wrong?"

"It's still about yesterday's fundraising. Brother Ma must have been implicated by yesterday's incident." Zhong Yu looked guilty.

Zhou Chang then remembered that Zhong Yu fainted yesterday, but he didn't ask a single question until the end: "Sir, what happened yesterday?"

Zhong Yu frowned and sighed, "Alas, I originally thought that although the students in the Boyin Academy were all uneducated, they were rich after all. Since Brother Ma was a teacher there, maybe I could raise some money through him. Who would have thought that not only did Brother Ma fail to raise the money, but he was also ridiculed by the students. He was so angry that he had an argument and ended up fighting. I was not happy and went up to help them. Those playboys chased and beat Brother Ma, pushed him down, and I was hit and fainted. It was really me who caused trouble for Brother Ma."

"Boyin Academy? What kind of academy is that? How could a student dare to hit a teacher?" Zhou Chang started to eat melons unconsciously.

Zhong Yu sighed again, "Alas, Your Highness, why don't you remember? Isn't that the academy that His Royal Highness Prince Rong went to great lengths to build three years ago? The students there are all the children of the rich and powerful in Jindu City. They have always been spoiled at home and act recklessly outside. How could they not dare to hit others in the academy? What's more, in that Boyin Academy, the teachers are not really teachers, and the masters are not really masters. They are just servants who serve the young masters in their studies."

Zhou Chang continued to listen.

The skinny monkey refused to accept it: "Whoever he is, can't we, the Prince Yi's Mansion, afford to offend him? Moreover, if their students hit their teachers, that would be like scolding the cook after dinner. How can that be justified?"

"It's not as simple as you think." Zhong Yu looked worried. "Having offended those rich and powerful people, how can we live peacefully in Jindu City in the future? Less trouble is worse than more trouble. But Brother Ma was humiliated yesterday, so he can't continue to work in Boyin Academy. It's a blessing to be able to escape unscathed."

"Oh, so what you mean is..." Zhou Chang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that he's okay."

Zhong Yulian was in a dilemma and hesitated for a while: "Your Majesty, I thought last night that it would be difficult to find a job in this world. Now the palace is short of manpower. If Your Majesty plans to open a medicine shop in the south in the future, you will need people with lofty ideals to help. Brother Ma is a hundred times more capable than me. If Your Majesty agrees, can you give him a chance?"

"Opening a medicine shop in the south?" Zhou Chang's head was buzzing. He didn't expect that Prince Yi would expand his stall even further.

However, now is not the time, at least she doesn't have the heart to care about Prince Yi Fengming, so she quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Mr. Zhong, how much money do you need to pay for the flood in the south?"

The funding chain of Prince Yi's Mansion was one of Zhong Yuchang's biggest concerns. He couldn't help but frown even more tightly. "Originally, we planned to donate 5,000 taels of silver. Yesterday, the prince gave 3,000 taels. Now we have raised a total of 4,630 taels, and we still need 370 taels."

"More than three hundred taels?" Zhou Chang subconsciously covered his chest.

Creditor, creditor.

Relying on the memory of Prince Yi Fengming, Zhong Yu came to ask for money again.

As expected, Zhong Yu said, "Your Highness, I heard from Monkey that Your Highness got 300 taels of silver from Prince Duan a few days ago? It just so happens that we are short of 300 taels of silver. Since it is to be sent to the south to the flood victims, the sooner the better."

After hearing this, Zhou Chang learned from Prince Yi Fengming's memory why Prince Duan looked like a black-eyed chicken when he saw her that day.

It turned out that a few days before the Qingming Festival, Prince Yi went to Prince Duan's mansion to "beg for alms" and unfortunately tore his clothes. The clothes were originally bestowed by Emperor Lin to the princes, so Prince Yi "extorted" three hundred taels of silver from Prince Duan.

That is the three hundred taels she has in her arms now.

No wonder Prince Duan looked down on Prince Yi and found fault with him everywhere. Taking someone's money is equivalent to killing his parents.

In Prince Yi's mind, this was nothing more than robbing the rich to help the poor, but in Prince Duan's eyes, it was just cutting his flesh, and it happened more than once or twice.

But Zhou Chang could not refuse Zhong Yu's eager look, so he could only take out the banknote and said, "Here, sir, if you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten. Let's count the three hundred taels of silver."

After giving away the three hundred taels, she would be penniless and all would be over.

Zhong Yu stood up, took it with both hands with relief, then sat back down and frowned again: "Well, including these three hundred taels of silver, it will be four thousand nine hundred taels of silver, and there is still a shortfall of seventy taels of silver to make up the total of five thousand."

Since Zhou Chang had given up three hundred taels, he would not be short of a small amount: "Can you transfer seventy taels from the palace's account to make up the amount?"

If you want to give, give it quickly. "The late emperor has not yet completed his business and cannot stop.

I have updated three parts today, and I am tired of typing.