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The room Mrs. Mo prepared for Yunling was very exquisite.

Not to mention all the quilts and spare clothes, even the ornaments on the museum shelves were chosen to be beautiful and interesting. They were quite in line with her age, which shows that she had put her heart into it.

But Yunling didn't have the patience to knock on each one at this time.

She sat at the table and opened the letter.

I really want to know what the third prince is going to say to her.

The third prince only got along with her for a few days, but this child was smart, smart, and very lovable, especially the way she pretended to be mature. She was really cute.

And as a prince, he never acted like a member of the royal family, nor did he look down on everyone from above. Anyone would be willing to get close to him, and Yunling was no exception.

"Pearl, light the candle."

She didn't know what the child was going to say to her, but he actually used the "secret technique" she taught Zhou Qiong for writing letters.

After roasting for a while across the fire, the handwriting of the third prince was finally exposed.

He first greeted the Tang family and expressed his blessings for the Tang family's future, and then went straight to the topic and mentioned his troubles.

"Sister Tang, I know that I am too young to protect myself, but I don't want to hide back in the palace. Although the Southeast Navy is dangerous, my father's people are protecting me, so my safety should be safe. I want to stay here Southeast Navy."

"If I stay here, maybe I can help my mother, my cousin, and the Zhenxi Hou Mansion..."

"But I have nothing but the status of a prince. What should I do?"

"Sister Tang, I know you are very smart and you know many stories. Can you help me think of them?"

“What can I do to make things better for my loved ones?”

"When my cousin comes back this time, I asked Guan Yi to bring back a homing pigeon. If sister has any idea, please write to me."

There were not many words, but Yunling was filled with emotions after reading the letter.

The kid next to him was probably still begging for sweets at his age, but the third prince could think so far ahead that he even risked his life and stayed alone in the Southeast Navy.

How much courage does this take for a child?

It's really heartbreaking.

Yunling sighed and lit the letter.

When the ashes of the letter dispersed, I had already thought about the reply in my mind.

Just as he was about to write, a maid outside reported back: "Guan Wei is back with Madam Yu. Do you want to see Miss Tang, or should you let her talk to you tomorrow?"

Yunling put down her pen and immediately said: "Let her come in. Could you please help me borrow a quilt? Madam Yu will stay in the west wing today."

When Yu Jiainai came in, there were tears in her eyes and a smile on her lips.

She was about to kneel down again, but Yunling quickly said with a straight face: "Stop kneeling down. I don't like others kneeling down on me."

This was the first time Yu Jiayao saw her with a straight face. She really didn't dare to kowtow and just stood there frozen.

"Has your husband-in-law's matter been resolved?" Yunling asked first.

Yu Jiayao nodded repeatedly: "The guard surnamed Guan took me to the Yamen. Originally, I was not allowed to enter, but after he came out with a belt sign, we were ushered in. The county magistrate and the master came. Already..."

Speaking of this, Yu Jiayao still had lingering fears, "There were so many people surrounding us. I was too nervous to hear what they said clearly. Finally, the county government master explained that it was all nonsense made by a gangster family. Their county government never makes arbitrary decisions. We will only handle matters fairly."

"In the end, my husband was sentenced to five years in prison, and he was required to repair the dam every year. He was fined fifty taels and confiscated. Except for the original compensation of money and house, there is no need to compensate."

"good."

Compared with the beheading mentioned before, compared with being imprisoned and doing hard labor, this is really like an amnesty.

It seems that it is necessary for me to read the law book of Dongrui Kingdom and study these regulations thoroughly, so that I will not be passive if I encounter it in the future.

"You go and rest. We'll get up early and go home tomorrow."

As soon as the others left, Yunling began to write a letter to the third prince.

She wrote very solemnly, and there was no trace of being perfunctory just because the other person was a child.

But she did not dare to write about royal affairs, and only gave the third prince an analysis of the situation facing the Zhenxi Hou Mansion - lack of money.

There is a saying that soldiers and horses must go before food and grass are used. For every army, the biggest weakness is the lack of money.

Silver represents food, armor, and weapons.

Without enough food, how can hungry soldiers fight?

Without adequate military pay, how can soldiers have the energy to fight with all their might?

Without the use of sophisticated weapons, soldiers will have less advantage in combat.

In the history books, many powerful generals were choked by food and grass problems.

What if this problem is solved?

What if the Zhenxi Houfu does not rely on the supply of the imperial court, and no longer desperately hopes that the imperial court will allocate grain, grass and military pay like squeezing toothpaste, but becomes rich enough to support a large army?

To be honest, if Zhenxi Hou Mansion wants to do something in the future, it must have money, right?

Of course, she didn't include the last sentence.

After reading it, Yunling was afraid that the good children would be ruined by her teachings. What if someone in the Southeast Navy used his identity to prey on the common people and make money?

In order to prevent the third prince from going astray, Yunling began to write about how a gentleman loves money and acquires it in a proper way.

I was afraid that the third prince would think wrong, so he simply wrote down some ways to make money.

After writing and writing, she got out of hand and wrote down various strategies for getting rich in future generations.

“If you want to get rich, build roads first.”

“Adapt measures to local conditions.”

“Adjust measures to the times.”

......

She wrote and wrote until Mingzhu urged her to wash up and go to bed, then she stopped writing.

The next day, Yunling said goodbye.

Xu Xiangxiang and Mrs. Mo sent her out, and then asked Zhou Qiong to escort her back personally, and also paid a visit to Mr. Tang.

"Ling'er, please ask the old man to take another look at him and apply some more ointment on his face. This scar is really ugly and tight." Xu Xiangxiang warned.

Mrs. Mo pointed to the carriage behind, "While you are at home today, give me the New Year's gift first. You are the only male in our family, so you have to take on this job."

He smiled at the pair of children in front of him and said, "Slow down on the road."

Aunt Zhang joked from the side: "Your Majesty, don't be too busy coming back when you go to Lingpu Town. Remember to help the two ladies bring some delicious food home."

After the carriage slowly drove out of the county town, Zhou Qiong pulled the reins and approached the window.

"Is it cold?" he asked.

Because there was a pot of silver frost charcoal in the car, the heavy curtain was only half closed.

Yunling shook the small heater in her hand, "It's not cold."

"I'm a little cold." Zhou Qiong suddenly said.

"Then I'll lend it to you?"

She stretched out her hand and handed the small heater over.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiong chuckled and said, "Why bother?"

He didn't pick it up, he just threw the reins to Guan Yi behind him, jumped into the air with a slight spin, and he turned into the car through the door.