The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

Jiang Bingwen shook his head: "Don't look at the nobles, they are all glamorous and beautiful."

"They have many brothers from generation to generation, and the little land their ancestors had was almost divided up long ago."

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes. He didn't believe that this group of nobles only had such a small amount of money.

The nobles were all founding heroes whose ancestors followed Taizu to build the country.

Coexist with the country.

Outsiders thought they were not rich, but Ning Yi did not believe that.

How much land outside has been occupied by them without paying taxes?

How many businesses have they mixed shares in?

"The nobles are very rich. It seems they want to disobey the imperial order." Ning Yi touched his chin and thought.

Tan Donglin was startled and advised, "Your Highness, please don't mess with the nobles."

"Although they have no real power, they are all of noble status and can report you to the Emperor at any time."

Can you bear it if a group of nobles go to Emperor Wu and cry?

This master always carries a dragon-patterned sword and kills people. Don't really kill the nobles.

Fang Wanhua also advised: "Your Highness, the nobles really don't have much assets left."

"They've already sold their furniture on the street."

"What?" Ning Yi was surprised: "They are actually selling furniture on the street?"

"Yes." Tan Donglin smiled bitterly. "They all complained about not having money, but in order to raise funds, they had no choice but to sell off their belongings."

"It's not worth it to spend so little money on them."

Ning Yi slammed the table and stood up.

"Where is Your Highness going?" The three of them were shocked.

I'm afraid this person will act recklessly again without knowing the seriousness of the matter. He is a nobleman, not a civil servant.

Ning Yi only replied: "Go to the palace and report to my father."

With this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. They did need to report the silver they had recently collected to the emperor.

Ning Yi had just gone out when he ran into Yang Ziqin who was walking towards him.

Yang Ziqin has changed her style now. She used to dress like a high-class young lady, but now she has subconsciously tied up her hair and looks like a housewife.

Ever since the last time Ning Yi got dressed and ran away, he didn't care at all about her being tired in bed.

Yang Ziqin became resentful towards Ning Yi and thought he was a heartless man.

Especially in the past few days, she didn't go to the backyard at all. She even thought that the Sixth Prince only went to accompany her because he needed the Yang family.

I usually don't bother to pay attention to her.

Looking at the Sixth Prince in a python robe and a dragon-patterned sword on his waist, Yang Ziqin frowned slightly and couldn't help but come to see what he was doing. It turned out that he was about to go out.

Ning Yi was puzzled: "Why did you come here?"

Yang Ziqin was proud and arrogant, and she complained in her heart. She said coldly, "This is the prince's residence. Can't I come and take a look?"

"Yes." Ning Yi nodded: "Feel free to look."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Yang Ziqin stomped her feet in anger. What kind of person are you? How can you be so perfunctory to me?

Ning Yi suddenly stopped and looked back at her for a while, leaving Yang Ziqin puzzled.

"Your hairstyle isn't as good as before."

"Huh?" While Yang Ziqin was stunned, Ning Yi had already walked away.

Yang Ziqin looked around and asked her personal servant: "Is this hairstyle of mine not good looking?"

The two personal servants quickly said, "Miss, this hairstyle of yours is exactly what you would wear if you were to become a wife."

"Yes, it's the noble hairstyle of a princess. Others don't have the blessing to style it, so how can it not look good?"

Yang Ziqin frowned slightly and muttered, "What does he mean?"

Ning Yi didn't have time to care about Yang Ziqin worrying about whether her hairstyle looked good or not.

He went directly to the palace with his guards and Qin Haifeng.

Emperor Wu in the palace had just taken medicine and was resting.

Eunuch Zhao came in and reported, "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince wants to see you. He said it's about disaster relief..."

Emperor Wu leaned back in the recliner, while Concubine Xian beside him personally loosened his legs for him.

He said lightly: "What is this Lao Liu doing here again? Let him in."

Ning Yi stepped into the room and immediately knelt down: "Your son pays homage to the emperor, father. Long live the emperor."

Emperor Wu nodded, and was quite satisfied with Lao Liu's performance these days.

"Tell me, why did you come to see me?"

Ning Yi did not take out the account book, but said loudly: "Father, the amount of donations for this disaster relief is huge."

"I would like to ask the Emperor to lend me a detachment of the Imperial Guards to deploy, firstly to protect the disaster relief funds, and secondly to deter the scoundrels."

"Hmm?" Emperor Wu was puzzled. "You actually offered to borrow the Imperial Guards?"

Eunuch Zhao and Concubine Xian beside him were also confused.

Which ordinary prince doesn’t have some men and horses?

Even though the Sixth Prince disbanded a group of refugees and guards last time, who would believe him if he said he didn't keep any?

Ning Yi said seriously, "Father, I dare not trust anyone else with disaster relief. In the entire Great Wu Kingdom, I only trust you, Father, to truly care for the people."

"Moreover, besides using the money raised in this way for disaster relief, the excess can also be used to serve as a reserve for the national treasury to prevent unscrupulous people from causing trouble."

These words made Emperor Wu smile more.

"Okay, I agree. I will assign a team of imperial guards to you."

"But..." Emperor Wu warned sternly, "It can only be used for disaster relief. Don't mess around with it."

Emperor Wu disagreed, fearing that this brat would cause trouble with his royal guards.

The consent of Emperor Wu is enough.

Ning Yi took the order and, holding the Emperor Wu's token, personally mobilized a team of hundreds of imperial guards to leave the palace.

Qin Haifeng and his twenty guards looked at their prince in confusion. They were shocked to see him coming out with such a team of royal guards in distinctive armor and with such a dignified bearing.

What is this for? Going to war?

"Your Highness?" Qin Haifeng came up and was about to ask something.

Ning Yi just looked at him, nodded slightly, and didn't say anything.

He walked directly onto the street with a large group of royal guards, looking dignified and majestic.

Countless people were hiding in the streets. It was not uncommon to see such an army in the capital, and it was not uncommon to see people guarding the city gates and patrolling.

But there are too many people this time, hundreds of people and dozens of cavalrymen.

"Your Highness, where are we going?" Qin Haifeng followed Ning Yi, and they were not going to the prince's mansion at all.

Ning Yi reminded: "Be smarter and more clever in a moment."

The street where the nobles live is very spacious.

From far away, you can hear the shouts of many servants.

"Everyone, come and see, these valuable furniture and porcelains in our mansion are being sold at a low price."

"Our mansion is raising funds for disaster relief and selling off our belongings. Feel free to take a look if you want."

Ning Yi strode forward with a large number of imperial guards.

He stopped at the gate of Marquis Zhongyi.

Countless people who were pointing and surrounding the stalls immediately dodged away.

The housekeeper of the Marquis' Mansion was puzzled. He saw that the leader of the team, wearing a dragon robe, had already arrived in front of the stall.

Not daring to neglect it, he asked, "Sir, do you want the furniture from my mansion?"

"These all belong to our Marquis' Mansion..."

"Alright." Ning Yi waved his hand to stop him from talking nonsense: "Your mansion is selling these junks to raise funds, right?"

The stall was filled with a pile of broken furniture and some ordinary pots and pans, so naturally no one wanted them.

The housekeeper smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency may not know that our mansion is poor, but the Marquis would rather sell all his belongings to contribute to the country in order to raise funds."

"Really?" Ning Yi said with a calm smile, "In that case, let's go to the mansion and take a look."