"Do you know how much you'll have to spend on this trip?" Zhu Biao sighed.”
" Fifty thousand soldiers for three years, that should be 8.7 million taels. The loss of ships, cannons, handguns, three-eyed handguns, and gunpowder should be around 2.3 million taels."
"Adding on the consumption of all kinds of rations, it will cost fourteen million taels.”
Zhu Xiong Ying's expression was calm. He had already calculated these numbers more than twenty times in his heart.
Zhu Biao raised the memorial in his hand and threw it at Zhu Xiongying. He berated,"You heard it clearly. 14 million taels, the country's annual tax is only 18 million taels, and there are even items to pay!”
"Fourteen million taels of silver. If the Imperial Court doesn't eat, drink, or spend, they can save it in four years. It would be strange if they wouldn't be annoyed that you took away so much in one go!”
Zhu Biao said indignantly. Why didn't he have a grandfather who could allow him to be carefree and do whatever he wanted when he was young?
Zhu Xiongying shrugged indifferently and said,"What did Imperial Grandfather say?"
"Temporarily postpone the construction of the Imperial Mausoleum, and the expansion of the Imperial Palace will also be slowed down. Reduce the expenses of the various departments and yamen in the palace, and directly submit all the memorials that cost money to the Palace of Heavenly Purity!”
"What kind of bewitching potion did you give the old master to support you so much? More than 600 warships, 50,000 troops, and countless firearms. What are you trying to do?”
Zhu Biao was already somewhat impatient. Zhu Xiong Ying had taken 50,000 troops from his hands, which was 80% of Great Ming's naval warships.
Moreover, they were all huge warships suitable for sailing.
"Won't you know when I come back?" Zhu Xiongying laughed. Alright, I still have to report to Imperial Grandfather, so I won't talk to you anymore. Bye bye!”
The corners of Zhu Xiongying's mouth curled up slightly as he turned around and ran out.
Suddenly, Zhu Biao stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Xiongying's little tail. He grabbed the back of his collar and said,"You reported to the old master. What kind of errand did he ask you to do?”
"It's nothing. I just wanted to give the Duke of Song a little nudge when I see him today. He's getting closer to Fifth Uncle.”
Zhu Xiongying shrugged. As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Biao pulled him to the back and closed the door. Zhu Biao looked at his son and asked,"You met Third Miss Xu at the King Yan Residence?”
"What's wrong? You know about this too?" Zhu Xiong Ying said calmly as he tightened his jade belt.
Zhu Biao's eyes narrowed as he stared at Zhu Xiongying."Anyone else can do it, but this Third Miss Xu can't.”
"Why not? Father, you want to stop something that even grandfather has agreed to?”Zhu Xiongying glanced at him. He was the only one who had taken a fancy to him.
She might not even like him. If she really did not want to marry, then Zhu Xiongying would be at a loss.
According to Xu Miaojin's background, even if she really rejected, as long as the Emperor was still the Emperor of the Zhu family, no one would dare to do anything to her because of this matter.
"Your grandfather agreed?" Zhu Biao asked.”
"Of course. Grandpa also said that when I grow up, no, when I come back, he will bestow me with a marriage!”Zhu Xiongying glanced at him and said.
Zhu Biao frowned and asked in confusion,""Your grandfather is muddle-headed. Miss Xu San is much older than you. How can he agree? No, he must be muddle-headed.、”
"Your father doesn't agree to this."
Zhu Biao's expression was firm. If he couldn't educate his child verbally, then he could only do so. Uh-huh.
Like a magician, Zhu Biao took out a sliver of cotton and inserted it into the door.
"Father, you're being shameless!" Zhu Xiong Ying jumped up and flew to the table.
With both hands on the table, Zhu Xiongying dodged left and right, afraid that the cotton pad in Zhu Biao's hand would really fall on him.
"Brat, you're so capable. You actually dare to complain to the old master. Do you think that hiding behind the old master will make your father unable to deal with you?”
Zhu Biao waved the cotton pad forward.
How could Zhu Xiongying let him succeed? He turned around and ran.
"Why don't you educate Yun Wen instead of bullying me?”
Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes narrowed as he shouted at Zhu Biao.
Good heavens, the news has spread outside. The imperial grandson was chased and beaten by the crown prince, and he hid behind the old man. After all, he was the imperial grandson. Did he not care about his face?
"How can the discipline of an emperor be the same as the discipline of a vassal king?" Zhu Biao rebuked angrily. Today, I'll teach you a lesson. When a father hits his son, the son can't run away!”
"You must have been beaten up by the old master many times since you were young. Now, you're directing all your years of resentment at me. Hit me. It'll be considered your ability if you kill me."
Zhu Xiongying couldn't run out. The door was locked very close, and Zhu Biao was holding onto him from behind. The room was only so big, so he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.
However, Zhu Biao didn't mean what he said. Zhu Xiongying didn't even listen to him in this kind of environment.
However, just as she walked to the study and was about to bring Zhu Biao lunch, Madam Lu stopped in her tracks.
A wave of resentment rose in his heart. Looking at the teacup in his hand, he sighed and turned to leave the study.
Zhu Biao and Zhu Xiongying were completely unaware of all of this.
As his father, of course, he couldn't really kill him. He randomly whipped him twice, but the strength that didn't hurt him made Zhu Xiongying start to roll on the ground.
"Enough, get up quickly. What are you doing?”Zhu Biao scolded him. Zhu Xiongying saw this and muttered to himself. He stood up and said,"If there's nothing else, I'll go find Imperial Grandfather.”
"Your 15th Uncle and 17th Uncle will go out to sea with you. Take care of them on the sea and don't let anything happen to them! Especially your Seventeenth Uncle!"
" He's your grandfather's favorite youngest son," Zhu Biao advised." Of course, your grandfather also likes your fifth, second, seventh, third, eighth, sixteenth, eighteenth, and fourth uncles.。。。”
"Alright, stop nagging. In any case, Imperial Grandfather doesn't like you the most. Besides, you're the Crown Prince now, and they're all vassal kings.”
"What's so rare about it!"
Zhu Xiongying glanced at him. This had happened no less than eight times.
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