The Ten Princes Mansion is a place where the royal family is kept in captivity. Adult princes and daughters will move in. Once they enter that place, they will be filled with eyes everywhere, which is no better than going to jail.

Zhu Youxiao waved his hand quickly, paused for a while and then breathed, "King Hui is still young, the queen can't bear to let it go. I can still believe in the king."

Sun Chengzong also knew the emperor's thoughts. In his opinion, these two princes were afraid that they would never have the hope of becoming a vassal in this life. They were first imprisoned in the palace, and after becoming an adult, they were afraid that they would still have to be imprisoned in a certain place in the Forbidden City until they died.

Although he was sorry for King Hui's talent, he cared more about the stability of the royal family. He followed Zhu Youxiao's words: "What the emperor said is very much. Well, the emperor has plans for the Liaodong affairs?"

Zhu Youxiao leaned on a crutch with both hands, stretched out his neck, and said, "The court's proposals are recommended by Gao Di to go."

Sun Chengzong's brows moved. Zhu Youxiao said this, fearing that his mind would be determined and could not change. After thinking for a while, he said, "I recommend Yuan Chonghuan as governor."

"Yuan Chonghuan?" Zhu Youxiao's eyes were slightly strange. He turned his head to look at Sun Chengzong, lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a while, and said, "Well, I will consider it."

Sun Chengzong listened to Zhu Youxiao's uncertain answer and opened his mouth to say it again, but in the end he swallowed it back.

When it comes to the appointment of the governor of Liaodong, Zhu Youxiao did not have enough courage to be arbitrary and did not have the courage to bear the consequences. In the end, it would have to be discussed above the court.

Now the dynasty is in chaos and the fact that the party is prevalent, especially the cultivation of private individuals. Once the court discusses, everything will be unpredictable.

Logically speaking, the year should be calm and celebrate the New Year with peace of mind, forget the ups and downs of this year, and look forward to the start of next year.

However, Wei Zhongxian was imprisoned for a long time, and the impeachment of the Donglin Party and Qingliu became increasingly louder and neutral people gradually joined. Every court discussion almost made this matter the most important thing.

Zhu Youxiao could not bear the pressure and removed all the positions of Wei Zhongxian and the Lijian Supervisor of the East Factory. At the same time, he also issued a letter to Dali Temple to investigate the crime.

Dali Temple Minister Xu Zhiji was a clerk of Wei Zhongxian. In addition, Zhu Youxiao personally implied that Wei Zhongxian was directly sentenced to ten major crimes and was imprisoned for ten years!

Such a crime is obviously lighter, and the Donglin Party wants to use this to clean up the eunuch party's followers, but Zhu Guozhen, who is still the chief assistant, strives to reconcile, Gu Bingqian and Wei Guanghui are in trouble, and the negative treatment of Donglin military leaders Sun Chengzong and Yuan Keli, etc., this matter ends at the end of the year.

On New Year's Eve, Zhu Youxiao did not call the "family" for dinner again because he fell ill again.

Yao Qingqing went to Bi Mansion, and Cao Wenzhao had a family in the capital. Even Cao Huachun had a few nephews. In the huge Jinghuan Palace, in addition to some palace maids sent by Empress Zhang, only the lonely Prince Hui was left.

Sitting in the study, Zhu Xu boredly flirted with New Year's greetings from Zhou Yingqiu and others, as well as Ni Wenhuan and Wang Shaohui's apology letter. He just glanced at him and threw him aside in boredom.

"This year is not going to be a good year..."

Zhu Xu sighed, took out the account book and prepared to use silver to dilute the emptiness, loneliness and coldness in his heart.

The account books were sorted out by Fu Tao, and each one was written neatly and standardized according to his requirements, and was well-founded.

After more than a year of expansion, Huitong Trading Company has already established branches from south to north, from Fujian to Shanxi and West in the north, and has set up branches in important places, in addition to the head office of Beijing.

Thanks to Huiyun Shipping and Huimin Chamber of Commerce, the cash deposits alone cost more than 20 million taels, and the profit is more than 2 million taels. This is because of the unfamiliarity of the business. As a result, once it matures, profits will grow rapidly!

Huimin Chamber of Commerce, pasta is still a powerful tool to open up channels, but its profit is meager. The main profit comes from glassware, matches, soap and other things that are constantly coming out of the Chengdong workshop. Preliminary calculations have made a profit of more than 500,000 taels.

Huihe Shipping is strongly based on policy monopoly, with goods from south to north, various additional expenses, and profits exceeding 300,000 taels.

The most important thing is the sale of private salt. Zhu Zonghan did have the means. The salt market in the Later Jin Dynasty was almost exclusively occupied by him. Although the Later Jin Dynasty also mobilized salt from various places to stabilize the high prices, it was either from Mongolia, ancient times, or from Korea and Korea, with little effect. Judging from the account books, the cash silver recovered in single order exceeded 5 million taels!

With such a cost-effective and other scattered things, the income this year will definitely exceed 10 million taels!

He picked up a brush and wrote the three words "10 million" on the white paper. After looking at it for a while, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

When he heard the sound of firecrackers outside the palace rumbling with laughter and joy, Zhu Xu put down his pen, tapped his fingers on the table, and said to himself, "It should be possible to share some of it for the court, but how should we give it to..."

When Zhu Xu thought about it, he felt sad that the annual tax revenue of the Ming Dynasty was only 2.5 million taels. If he gave too much, it would attract attention, and if he gave less, it would not work.

Zhu Xu leaned on the chair, squinted her eyes and fell asleep as she thought.

For some reason, he became a beautiful young man in his dream, and was alone in the Lantern Festival. He vaguely saw a graceful lady with a maid guessing riddles. What was strange was that he waved his fan and sang the West Chamber and was about to hook up.

Without waiting for carefulness, the scene changed, and he appeared on the Qinhuai River again. Seeing flower boats rippling by, he slapped his hand and went out with a thousand taels of silver, holding a charming and passionate woman as the courtesan. Afterwards, he lifted the curtain and walked into the boudoir. The fragrance clouds lingered in his ears and heard "Your Highness, wake up, Your Highness..."

He raised his hand in a daze, and woke up suddenly with a bang.

Zhu Xu sat on the chair and looked straight ahead. The oil lamp was jumping suddenly not far away.

It took him a long time to wake up, touch his face, then wiped his saliva, looked up at him, and sighed slowly: "What are you singing about the West Chamber? It's really unintentional..."

"Your Highness, the Queen is invited." Suddenly, the voice of a maid came from outside.

Zhu Xu was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses completely. He picked up the account book and shouted: "I know, come."

When he walked to the door, he sorted out his clothes, rubbed his face, looked up at the stars in the sky, and felt very happy and walked towards Kunning Palace.

No matter what, he is not alone on this New Year's Eve.

Because Zhu Youxiao was sick, Kunning Palace did not have too many decorations, and several big red lanterns were hung to illuminate the way.

"Xiao Yongning, the emperor is here. Just say a word to me, oh...ah..."

Zhu Xu paused as soon as he stepped into the threshold, grinning and froze there.

When Zhu Youjian was sitting upright on the stool, looking at him expressionlessly. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!