[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

Gong Jiu looked at the cheerful young man with a blank expression, and waited for others to rush to him, ignoring the eunuchs and guards standing next to him, directly holding his collar and gnashing his teeth, "Brother Ming Yu, how much do you say?" This time, call me Brother Nine!"

"Okay Ninth Brother, I got it Ninth Brother." Zhao Mingyu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. After being strangled by the back of Fate's neck, he couldn't jump even if he wanted to.

Brother Mingyue Brother Mingyue Brother Mingyue~~~

Just call, just call, just call! ! !

Zhao Mingyue, Zhao Mingyue, Zhao Mingyue, isn't their old Zhao family's name nice?Why not call?

You don't have a good relationship with Uncle Taiping, don't you have any enmity with our ancestors?

Gong Jiu rubbed his head hard a few times until his hair was messed up before he let go, took out a red paper bag from his pocket and handed it over, "Here, pocket money."

"Thank you Brother Ninth!" Zhao Mingyu happily took the paper bag. Such a thick stack of banknotes is much more generous than his brother. I never spent the money from my brother.

The little prince muttered in his heart, and asked as he walked, "Ninth brother, why did you come early this year?"

"The emperor issued an order to return to the capital." Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes, it was rare for him to be in such a good mood after being called Brother Mingyue.

The vassal king is not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict, and the son of the vassal king is the same. If there is no edict from the emperor's cousin, he will have to come here with King Taiping this year. Of course, it would be best not to see that man.

Zhao Mingyu knew that Uncle Taiping's family was turning against each other. As a junior and a younger brother, he couldn't say anything, so he could only talk about other things to Gong Jiu.

He went to Jiangnan a few days ago~

He bombarded the Tsing Yi Building headquarters with cannon~

He copied a lot of small money from Tsing Yi Building~

The corners of Gong Jiu's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the brat who wrote "Praise me" on the left face and "I'm awesome" on the right face, he boasted very carelessly, "No wonder this year's military expenses are so generous, it turns out it's our little boy The prince's credit is not bad, Ming Yu has grown up."

Zhang Yang's young man froze in an instant, looking at his cousin who had no idea what he had experienced, his eyes were full of accusations, "Ninth brother, let's not talk about this, we can continue to be brothers."

He was delayed outside for a few days, and before he could see the small money entering the treasury, it was all spent by the prodigal brother, he was very sad, okay?

Gong Jiu looked at the little ancestor who was about to cry or not, and took out another paper bag from his arms with a smile, "This is for the emperor, Brother Jiu will give it to you quietly, and make another small one for him, but there is a saying One, military expenditures cannot be saved.”

"I know that military expenses can't be saved, but he spends them too fast." Zhao Mingyu sniffed, took the bank note and continued to complain, so-so much money, it was spent in the blink of an eye, the gold-swallowing beast Not as good as his brother.

At the entrance of the Imperial Study Room, His Majesty the Emperor, who is more powerful than the Gold Swallowing Beast, folded his arms, looked at the bulging baby brother and said quietly, "Zhao Mingyu, do you still want to go out?"

The little prince paused, and immediately abandoned his cousin and ran to his brother's arms. He was very good at coaxing his brother.

Gong Jiu knew this little ancestor's temperament very well, seeing that the emperor's cousin wanted to call him by name, he immediately rushed in front of him to meet and salute.

Zhao Mingning just called out his name, seeing his reaction, he had no choice but to change his words, "Ah Jiu, come in."

Zhao Mingyu happily ran to pour tea, and had no intention of leaving. If his brother wanted to talk about coastal trade, it would affect whether he would be in the capital or outside in the next few months. He had to listen by the side. .

Holding hot tea, Gong Jiu looked at the attentive little ancestor who competed with the little bees in the flowers, took a sip slowly and said, "I have no money on me."

"Brothers don't talk about money, talking about money hurts feelings." Zhao Mingyu replied very seriously, turning around and urging his brother to get down to business.

Xiaoqianqian, Xiaoqianqian, he wants to go out to earn money to support his family, brother, hurry up!

"Okay, let you go out, don't rush." ​​Zhao Mingning coaxed the troublesome little ancestor outside to eat snacks, and when only he and Gong Jiu were left in the hall, he smiled and said, "The sea ban has been opened, For the time being, the imperial court can't spare any energy to manage the coastal merchant ships, you have been in the South China Sea for so many years, how about taking Ming Yu to see it?"

"Just take him to play, and don't need to enter the Shibo Department?" Gong Jiu asked with a smile, he knew that the emperor's cousin would not let him come early casually, show courteousness for nothing, rape or steal, this kind of relationship cannot be used between them Words, but want him to work for sure.

Born in the royal family, even if he is already in the rivers and lakes, he can't escape when the emperor really wants him to work, especially if there is no dirt between their brothers, then they can't escape.

"I don't need to go in for the time being, just keep an eye on the situation along the coast, and don't let foreigners take advantage of it." Zhao Mingning didn't expect them to do many serious things, everything was put on them. Yes, "The capital will be in danger in a few days, let Mingyu stay with you for a while, and come back when the situation in Beijing and China stabilizes."

Gong Jiu put down the teacup, and his face became serious, "What's wrong?"

He is often overseas, but he also knows the court very well. He has already heard about the bombardment of Tsing Yi Building by the little ancestor, but the court just won a battle recently, so what danger can there be?

"Yelu Hongji died of illness, and the successor Yelu Yanxi favored the treacherous officials. If there is no accident, there is still a battle to be fought between Song and Liao." Zhao Mingning frowned slightly, glanced at Gong Jiu, and then continued, "Uncle Taiping Over there, are you really unwilling to go back with him?"

"It's okay to fight the Liao Kingdom, but forget about the other things. He has a wife and a daughter now. In the past, I would only hinder their family's eyes." Gong Jiu's face turned cold, but he was facing the emperor, so he spoke in a calm manner. He kept his sense, if someone dared to say that in front of him, he might already be a corpse by now.

"I don't take the initiative to take care of the matter between you father and son, but if it really goes too far, I will definitely take the side of Uncle Wang." Zhao Mingning sighed, state affairs and family affairs are all matters, and it is not easy for him to be an emperor, " Ah Jiu, listen to my advice, Uncle Wang hasn't had a good life these years, you are father and son, don't act like enemies."

Gong Jiu didn't speak, just sat there with a teacup in his hand, acting as if he didn't hear anything, and Zhao Mingning couldn't say anything more when he saw this, so he could only pat him on the shoulder, and brought the topic back, "In short, these days Ming Yu will talk to you. Here you go."

"Don't worry, he won't be hungry." Gong Jiu pouted, and drank the cold tea in one gulp. As long as the man was not mentioned, they were still good brothers with one heart and one mind.

In the side hall, Zhao Mingyu was sitting on the bench shaking his calves. After eating a plate of snacks, he saw that the two elder brothers hadn't finished talking, so he took out the two paper bags in his arms and opened them to see how many small coins were inside.

The first one is a thick stack of bank notes of 1000 taels, which should add up to 5 to [-] taels. Brother Nine is very generous!

The second one, five taels, three taels, three taels, one tael... In a pile of bank notes with a small amount, there is even a denomination of 10 taels. up?

Zhao Mingyu carefully pulled out the 10 taels of silver note, looked at the table full of small money, and once again doubted their ninth brother's ability to earn money.

He's obviously a mathematician who can't add and subtract within ten, where on earth did he get to earn so much money?

When Gong Jiu came out of the imperial study, he saw the little ancestor who was staring at a table of bank notes in a daze, chuckled lightly and walked over to knock him awake, "I'm so stupid to see Qian Kaixin, why are you so dazed?"

Zhao Mingyu changed his hand and dragged his face, looked up at Gong Jiu and asked weakly, "Brother Jiu, what is 22 plus 34?"

Gong Jiu: ...

"If you want to know, you can figure it out yourself, don't bother your brother with everything." The brother who doesn't know how to count snorted, and changed the subject without saying a word, "Get up and pack your things, we will set off for the South China Sea later."

"Ah?" Zhao Mingyu was startled, "So fast?"

He thought that even if he left, he would have to wait until his brother's birthday was over before leaving. There was still more than a month to go. He hadn't prepared anything now, so why was he leaving in such a hurry?

"Is it fast? I still don't think it's fast enough." Gong Jiu pulled the corners of his mouth, his brows and eyes were a bit gloomy, "In a few days, the vassal kings from all over the world will arrive in Bianjing."

"Brother Jiu, wait a moment, I'll be fine soon." Zhao Mingyu put away the banknotes on the table, afraid of irritating his cousin who had a bad relationship with his father, left a word and hurried to the study with his pocket, "Brother , This is the pocket money Jiu Ge gave me."

As he said that, seeing the 10 taels of silver bills mixed in, he slapped his head and ran out again, "Ninth Brother Nine Brothers, did you not pay attention when you put the silver bills in, this denomination is too big."

"Is it wrong?" Gong Jiu glanced over casually, rubbed the head of the little money fan and replied, "It's okay, there's not much difference, let's spend it."

Zhao Mingyu: ...

Brother Nine, the difference between ten taels and 10 taels is not at 01:30. How do you earn your old money?

The little ancestor muttered in a low voice, seeing that Gong Jiu really had no plans to go back, so he waved the bank note in his hand and said, "Then I'll give it to my brother."

"Okay, even if you don't have any money, brother Jiu can afford you." Gong Jiu shook his head helplessly, and the little ancestor gave his brother some good things. When he gave the money, he didn't intend to put something warm in his arms .

Oh, what a good brother he is.

Zhao Mingyu happily ran back, stuffed the banknote into his brother's arms, and said earnestly, "Brother, Brother Ninth and I are going out to make a living, so save yourself at home, the treasury really doesn't have another 4000 million yuan now. "

"Brother knows how to behave. You follow Ah Jiu and don't be naughty. When you encounter danger, remember to hide. Don't be brave." Zhao Mingning sighed in a low voice, seeing that the baby brother nodded readily, thinking that there are secret guards and Gong Jiu guarding it. Safe, so he continued, "Ah Jiu still has a grudge against Uncle Taiping Wang. If there is a chance, let's find a way to reconcile their father and son."

In order to avoid King Taiping, Gong Jiu specifically asked to avoid his birthday. This reason is placed on other vassal kings. The little ancestors would not believe it. Nothing is as important as the emperor’s birthday. They have come, so what if they avoid it? However, in the case of King Taiping, the little prince would believe it without even thinking about it.

In fact, the father and son standing together are really not like father and son, but like enemies.

Of course, it was Gong Jiu's unilateral hatred. King Taiping also wanted to repair the relationship between father and son, but unfortunately he couldn't do it himself.

"I'll try my best." Zhao Mingyu frowned. He also wanted Brother Jiu and Uncle Taiping to reconcile, but he couldn't beat Brother Jiu.

Zhao Mingning didn't force it either, and asked the little ancestor to go back to pack his things, and then went to the side hall to sit down, "Slow down on the road, although Ming Yu was not raised pampered, but she is not a child who can endure hardship."

Gong Jiu looked at the emperor's cousin who started nagging, and calmly took out a bank note to stop him, "Brother Emperor, my brother is rich."