Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 81
When the memorial was handed over, the minister of Dali Temple shivered.
In late summer, my thin shirt was soaked with cold sweat, for fear of making the little emperor angry.
However, Si Jin just took the memorial and glanced at it twice before responding very kindly:
“Yes. Okay, let’s take him to the palace.”
Gu Linyuan:? ? ?
He was stunned for a moment, doubting his ears.
Subconsciously keeping an eye on the handsome young man on the dragon throne.
His eyes were sharp, as if trying to pierce his peach blossom eyes that were always disguised.
Find a little bit of it because of your own indecision.
but none.
The young king’s eyes were firm and he didn’t even look at him. He just lazily put down the memorial and said:
“The Minister of Dali Temple spared no expense for his friends, and his spirit is very commendable.
I appreciate it very much and cannot bear to refuse.
I am so moved that I want to make Yun Muyan the queen.
Oh, right.
When a queen enters the palace, according to the laws of our court, how much dowry does she need to buy?
I don’t remember clearly.
But I thought that the minister of Dali Temple who was in charge of punishment must know better than me.
Since you brought this matter up, your family should take all of Yun Muyan’s dowry. ”
When speaking, the little emperor always smiled.
Can’t tell if it’s sincere or fake.
In short, all civil and military officials in the court now saw his smile.
I subconsciously felt that nothing good was going to happen.
They all bowed their heads and remained silent.
The mood of going to court is heavier than going to the grave.
He was also clever enough to realize the meaning of Si Jin’s words in advance——
In Tianqi, when a queen gets married, she must prepare a dowry of at least one hundred thousand taels of gold.
Gold is worth much more than silver.
One hundred thousand taels is enough to wipe out the entire family fortune of a high official in the imperial court.
Therefore, the person who can be the queen of the Apocalypse Dynasty.
Either the family has been an official for generations.
Or after hundreds of generations of accumulation, the family is well off and has reached the level of wealth that rivals the country.
His Majesty asked the Minister of Dali Temple to take out one hundred thousand taels at once, which was no different from directly confiscating his house.
When he heard that he was asked to buy a dowry, the minister of Dali Temple panicked.
He quickly lowered his head and explained helplessly:
“Your Majesty, Yun Muyan is not a member of my family, why do you want me to…”
“Oh? It’s not your family, so why are you so worried about getting married for her?
The matchmakers are all talking about coming to me. ”
Si Jin stared at the Dali Temple Qing closely, with some murderous intent in the corners of his eyes and brows.
Those who watched it shuddered.
Only then did the Minister of Dali Temple realize that the young emperor was not willing to accept a concubine.
He hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy:
“Your Majesty, I am just making an inquiry on behalf of a friend. If you are unwilling, I can withdraw this memorial.
Please have mercy, please have mercy! ”
Seeing this, Gu Linyuan’s heart finally dropped a little as it reached his throat.
It turns out that Jinjin was just going around the bush to punish this person.
He is more…
Before I had finished thinking about the word “worry” in “too much worry”, I heard Si Jin say again:
“Hey, the Minister of Dali Temple is worried about my harem, what’s the crime?
There is no need to take back this memorial. I am very happy to establish a queen. I am so happy that I can’t wait.
Look, seven days to buy a dowry, is it enough? ”
One hundred thousand taels of gold in seven days? !
How can this be? !
The Minister of Dali Temple really couldn’t afford so much money.
His face turned black and white, and he was so anxious that he almost cried.
But his expression became more painful.
Si Jin on the dragon throne smiled sweetly.
The young emperor was like a collector of pain.
Observing with interest a small piece of art that I made casually.
The minister of Dali Temple prayed so hard that he broke his head, but he could not change Si Jin’s mind.
In the end, I had no choice but to go back in despair, sell my house and land, and borrow money to put together the dowry.
He regretted it so much, why did he help Yun Munian to provoke this thrifty and smiling tiger.
In the end, I ended up bankrupt!
… …
Late at night, Si Jin finished approving the memorial and returned to the palace as usual.
Close the palace door and take off your middle coat.
Just as he was about to get on the bed, his thin waist was held by a big hand.
