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Chapter 36: The soft thorns made them feel itchy

After finishing his meal, Feng Ziyu recorded the amount of gold, silver and jewelry and reported: "Master, there are 3,456 taels of gold, 53,790 taels of silver, and the jewelry is about 103,000 taels."

Yuan Man nodded and thought for a moment before saying, "Yuan Yi, tell the emperor about the situation here and see how he arranges it. Ask him to quickly arrange for someone to take over."

After everything was done, she prepared to go to the farm to take a look.

"I'm going to be out for a while, Yuanyue, you leave two people to watch these things."

"Yes." Yuanyue left Xuanyue and Yangyue behind.

Yuan Man didn't let Feng Ziyu follow him either.

I went to the farm on the eastern outskirts of the city and saw that there was no one there.

The one thousand acres of fertile land rewarded by the system are connected, which makes management easier.

All the wild vegetables in the field have been pulled out, but the weeds are growing well, which shows that the field is good.

This place is close to the north, so there is no problem with wheat at this time.

But now there is no one. The hundred or so people in the city also need to grow crops themselves. Where can she find so many people to open up the land and grow wheat?

It would be a waste no matter how you look at it if these thousand acres of fertile land were not used to grow crops.

If the yield of wheat in a thousand acres of land is good, it can produce one million kilograms of grain.

After seeing it, Yuan Man returned to his house in Dongyuan City. No one was there, so he had to find a way to gather those refugees.

However, we still have to arrange someone to guard here, otherwise the wheat in a thousand acres of fields will easily make people jealous.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Feng Ziyu saw that she was frowning, so he couldn't help but step forward and ask.

Yuan Man raised his eyes and looked at him, "Do you know where there are many refugees? I have a thousand acres of good land in the eastern suburbs of the city that needs to be cultivated."

Feng Ziyu thought for a moment and said, "There are a lot of people in the county town, we can look for them there."

Yuan Man looked at him and thought for a while, then an idea flashed in his mind, he thought: Why do I have to plant it myself? Since there are people here, just let them do it.

"I have a task for you. Find someone to reclaim the 1,000 acres of fertile land in the eastern suburbs of the city and plant wheat."

"Then arrange for someone to guard it. I will leave Yangyue and Ziyue to assist you. You must cultivate these one thousand acres of fertile land."

"Once everything is on track, I will arrange for someone to pick you and your sister up and take you to Qinhe Mountain in Pinghe City."

After Yuan Man finished speaking, he added: "Yangyue and Ziyue, after you help Ziyu finish the work, stay here to supervise for a season. After the wheat is harvested and confirmed to be all right, send me a message and I will tell you what to do next."

"Yes." Yang Yue Zi Yue appeared and agreed.

Feng Ziyu naturally had no objection. During this time, he could just settle the people in the alley.

They were all neighbors and fellow villagers who had done him a favor, and he didn't want to see them die before their life span.

Yuanman was satisfied, and she could finally return to Mingzhou City.

"By the way, Yuan Yi, you stay here for a while and hand over these gold, silver and jewelry to the people in the court before you go back."

"Yes." Yuan Yi agreed.

Kyoto City.

Many people gathered outside the Yongxing Marquis Mansion. Although they were far away, it did not prevent them from watching the excitement.

The Yongxing Marquisate has been powerful in Kyoto for a long time. Now that their property has suddenly been confiscated by Your Majesty, how can you not come and see the excitement?

Not only common people, but also many princes and nobles came together.

Some came by private delegation, and some came in person.

There were constant cries and shouts in the Yongxing Marquis' Mansion. Someone wanted to escape and simply slashed his neck with a knife by the imperial guards.

The young masters and young ladies of the Yongxing Marquis' Mansion, who had been so arrogant and domineering, now knelt on the ground in a miserable state, glaring fiercely at the imperial guards who were escorting them.

But how could the imperial guards be afraid of their harmless looks? They just glanced at them and walked away indifferently.

In a mansion at the foot of the imperial city, the table was slammed with a loud clatter.

"waste."

The person behind the desk said gloomily, "Go, arrange some people, and find a way to make him shut up."

The counselor shook his head and said, "It is not wise to take action at this time."

"I heard that the prince has personally gone to Guicheng to get the evidence. This is a good opportunity."

"Then send someone there. They must succeed before the prince gets the evidence." The man behind the desk looked a little better.

This person is none other than the eldest son of Prince Duan, Hui Zhengyang.

Marquis Yongxing is Prince Duan's man on the surface, but in fact he is his man secretly.

Prince Duan has five sons and three daughters, but the current emperor has only one son, the Crown Prince, so he cares particularly about this son.

The prince had been assassinated countless times when he was a child, but he survived every time.

The assassinations continued when the famine first started and only stopped last year.

Because no one wants to take over the devastated Anguo.

Now that the famine is over, Anguo has not yet returned to peace, so no one is taking action.

But if the affairs of Marquis Yongxing were to be exposed, his status as the Crown Prince of Duan would be over, let alone that position.

The current emperor has three brothers still alive, one of whom is Prince Duan, the son of the late Emperor's Consort De.

One is Prince Gong, the son of the late emperor’s concubine.

There was also Prince Rong, the son of a beauty. Because he had no status, he was only given the title of king.

The emperor naturally knew about the little schemes among these princes, but he had no direct evidence, otherwise he would have stripped them of their titles long ago.

The Yongxing Marquis's mansion was searched for a whole day and night. All valuables were taken away. They were searched a second time to make sure there were no secret rooms. Only then did they return to the palace to report.

The emperor looked at the things that were confiscated and sneered, "Oh, only a little over one million taels, it seems he is still a loyal dog."

"Order the prison warden to investigate. I want to know where the four million taels went."

"Yes." A voice in the hall responded, and then peace returned.

The emperor leaned back on the dragon throne with his eyes closed and a frown on his brow. When he opened his eyes again, there was a cold look in his eyes.

It's time to clean up the royal family. At least Xiao'er should have an easier time after taking the throne, so that he won't have the same difficulty in having offspring as him.

"Your Majesty, a message from Marquis Leshan."

The emperor immediately said, "Read it."

After hearing this, the corner of his mouth twitched, but in his heart he was very satisfied with Marquis Leshan.

This Marquis Leshan was like the imperial envoy he sent out. Whenever he arrived at a place, he would discover the problems there and then report them to him.

The most important thing is that this imperial envoy does not need his support, and he even pays money and food to provide disaster relief in various places.

However, the unknown identity is a thorn that will remain there forever unless it is investigated clearly.

But this thorn was a soft one and it made them feel itchy.

After all, Marquis Leshan has given so many benefits, and his contribution to the security of the country is unparalleled.

The most important thing is that the other party is a person without real power. If he hadn't given him the title, I'm afraid few people in Kyoto would know of his existence.

In Dongyuan City, Yuan Man was just about to set off back to Mingzhou City when someone came to look for her.

A little boy chewing grass roots handed her a wooden box.

Yuanman looked at the wooden box. It was very exquisite and not something an ordinary person would have.

I took it and found it was very light.

Looking at the little boy who was still chewing grass roots, he said, "Thank you very much. Wait a minute. I'll have someone bring you some food."

After a while, Ziyue came out with two steamed buns.

Yuan Man motioned the little boy to continue, and then asked, "Who gave you this box?"

The little boy took the bun with shining eyes, tore off a little and put it in his mouth, and put the rest in his pocket, "I don't know, a very tall man gave it to me, he just told me to bring it to you, nothing else."

The little boy ran away after saying that.