I Don’t Want To Be the Emperor

 Chapter 331 True Power

The prince said, "Then why do you think the father wants to capture the eldest princess in every possible way?"

"for money?"

Lin Yi had only thought that they were brothers and sisters, but he never imagined that he was actually such a person!

 A peek at the eldest princess’s money!

 Lao Twelve suddenly stood up and said boldly, "Brother Emperor, can I say a few words?"

Lin Yi said curiously, "Tell me, let's see what you can say."

 Lao Twelve said with a sneer, "I heard it was said that my aunt is so rich that she rivals the country."

 “As rich as a country?”

Lin Yi was amused, "Do you know what it means to be as rich as the country?

How can we call our country rich if we don’t have hundreds of millions of taels of silver at home? "

 He has a very bad impression of this word now!

He Jin was said to be as rich as anyone in the country, but Bao Kui and his men ransacked his house. All the gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings were not even found!

 He was very angry.

 Not everyone is He Shen and Shen Wansan, with a net worth of hundreds of millions!

The prince said, "The eldest princess is a great master. Do you know who she studied under?"

Lin Yi shook his head, and Lao Twelve also cocked his ears to listen.

The prince said, "The eldest princess is the eldest daughter of Emperor Yongguang. She was loved by the empress dowager as soon as she was born. She took her by her side and taught her personally."

“What does this have to do with the princess being rich?”

Lin Yi thought that the empress dowager had a big heart. She killed someone else's mother and yet she dared to keep someone else's daughter by her side.

The prince said, "Do you think Jizhao'an really doesn't eat the fireworks of the world?

Whether it is the inner or outer gate of Jizhao Temple, there are many disciples, and they all need money to make a living.

Jizhao'an set up various industries in Daliang, and those who operated these industries were the outer gates.

 But the reason why the outer door is an outer door is because it cannot be trusted.

 The saints of the past dynasties were responsible for supervision and inspection, and were in charge of the treasury accumulated in Jizhao Temple for generations.

After Wen Zhaoyi and Jizhao'an had a rift, they went directly into the cold palace. There was no new saint in Jizhao'an, so the empress dowager was always in charge of the bank.

When the eldest princess reached the age of marriage, the Queen Mother made the decision and granted marriage to Tang Xun of Batang Gate.

At that time, he was the judge of the five armies. He had both cultural relics and cultural relics. When he met the eldest princess, they fell in love with each other. He was a talented man and a beautiful woman, and it became a good talk for a while.

　　Although my father was extremely unhappy at that time, he could only let it go as he was speaking lightly.

 You also know the first thing your father did after he ascended the throne.

Once the Empress Dowager died, no one knew the whereabouts of the bank.

The only person in the world who knows the whereabouts of this bank is the eldest princess. "

 “Are you sure you’re not kidding?”

Lin Yi looked incredulous, "I also saw Jinyu that night. Brother, I don't think the saint's status in Jizhao'an is that high.

The funniest thing is that in a sect with hundreds of years of heritage, a saint died and the whereabouts of the bank are no longer known?

These preventive measures are not up to standard, right? "

“The master of the sect and the head of the sect are devoted to worshiping the Buddha and have never paid much attention to the secular world. The role of the saints in the past is to communicate with the outside world.”

The prince said calmly, "The empress dowager is the uncle of Jingyi and Jingkuan. She is not willing to hand over power, and they should not push too hard."

 “Is this an internal fight?”

Lin Yi always felt that it was a bit magical, and it was a genre that even novels dared not write about. "Then why are you and your father so sure that your aunt knows the whereabouts of the bank?"

“Do you know how much money the eldest princess helps me with?”

 The prince suddenly smiled.

"How many?"

Lin Yi suddenly stretched his neck towards the prince. Chen Xinluo next to him was so frightened that even the blind man behind the prince took a step forward.

 “Ten million taels.”

 The prince raised a finger.

“Our annual income in Daliang is only five million taels,”

Lin Yi said in surprise, "It seems that the eldest princess not only knows the whereabouts of Yin Ku, but also has complete control over Yin Ku.

Of course, the most frightening thing is Jizhao'an's ability to make money. No wonder it has been able to stand for hundreds of years.

 Hey, you don’t actually need to tell me this? "

 He knows the prince’s character very well!

Even if he promised to let a few of his children go, he didn't need to be so honest, right?

“Jizhao’an probably already knows that the eldest princess is in charge of the bank and will not let her go.”

The prince said calmly, "You'd better find the eldest princess before Jizhao'an and protect her safety."

Lin Yi said curiously, "What does her life and death have to do with me? Your brother, I will not covet the little money she has."

The prince said expressionlessly, "With her money as a support, you will have a better chance of winning."

 “You really hope I win?”

Lin Yi was even more puzzled.

 “Have you forgotten King Yong?

You don’t want him to win, but if he wins, your nephews will no longer have a way to live."

The prince continued, "You'd better not let Jizhao'an find this silver."

"Why,"

Lin Yi sighed, "I was still too impulsive. If I had known that my father and Jizhao'an had such hatred, I shouldn't have jumped out so early. Anyway, my father would not let the third child have his way.

 Oh, by the way, I remembered again, Jizhao'an seemed to have helped the second emperor brother back then.

 Could it be that the death of the second emperor brother was..."

Although tiger poison cannot eat its seeds, King Pingchuan died so inexplicably that he now has every reason to suspect that he was the one who killed him.

“Zeng Guye had doubts for a while, but after some investigation, he found that Lin Can’s death was not directly related to his father.”

The prince shook his head and said, "On the contrary, it's Jizhao'an. If they hadn't been too anxious to remove Jingangtai's influence in the Sichuan Army, Lin Can wouldn't have lacked guards around him."

 “Nie Youdao.”

Lin Yi then thought of his daughter Nie Yinniang, and actually missed her a little.

The prince nodded and said, "Everyone in the world thinks that he was influenced by Lin Chang, the king of Liangzhou. In fact, it was Jizhao'an who had some manipulation in it."

 “Thanks for clarifying the confusion,”

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Brother said so much, do you really have no purpose?"

The prince has a cold nature, so Lin Yi doesn't believe him if he says so much just for the sake of his sons.

 “Give me some more water.”

 The prince shook his head and said.

 “Brother, please use it slowly.”

Lao Twelve glanced at Lin Yi and stepped forward again to refill the prince's tea.

“In this case, brother, I won’t say any more. My eldest nephews and sisters-in-law will be sent back to the Prince’s Mansion.”

Lin Yi thought for a while and said, "As for my brother, how about you live in the Changqing Palace first, and be neighbors with your father, and stay with me day and night?"

The prince was stunned after hearing this. After a while, he smiled meaningfully and said, "It would be great to be able to serve my father in front of the emperor day and night."

 Chen Xinluo took a step forward, raised his hand and said, "Your Highness, please!"

 “That’s it. I’ll take my leave.”

 The prince got up and left directly.

Lin Yi looked at the still upright figure and sighed, "After listening to the prince's words, have you realized anything?"

 Lao Twelve looked around and saw that Brother Jiuhuang was really talking to him, so he hurriedly said, "I am stupid, please ask Brother Huang for advice."

"Jizhao'an and Jingangtai are powerful not because they have great masters or high martial arts,"

Lin Yi sighed, "It's their pervasive influence."

Whether it is in the court or the army, there are their people, densely intertwined into a network, cultivating personal power and forming interest groups.

 This is the scariest thing.

 (End of this chapter)