Rong Changan was amused by Chu Lin's tact: "Master Chu is right! I treat Fei'er as my own sister. I will remember her for any benefits, and I will help her as soon as possible if she has any difficulties. Similarly, if she made any mistakes, if I talk about her, Master Chu, don't feel bad!"
"No, no!" Chu Lin didn't seem to be able to make any other expressions except for laughing, "Whoever should be scolded should be beaten, the queen can be beaten as soon as she is scolded, don't show mercy."
"Hahahaha!" Rong Changan laughed loudly, and suddenly, the laughter disappeared, and his sharp eyes fell on Chu Lin's face, "I will severely criticize whoever makes a mistake, no matter who he is!"
Chu Lin's heart skipped a beat, and his stomach wondered: Why did Rong Chang'an's words suddenly become so murderous
"Queen, outside the door is not the place to talk. If you don't dislike my dirty house, please talk to the queen inside."
Chuntao helped Rong Changan get out of the carriage, and walked slowly into Chu's residence. Chu Lin gave the housekeeper his eyes, and the housekeeper suddenly realized that he quickly asked the servants to bring out a few coins, and rewarded Rong Changan's slaves and eunuchs one by one.
"Sister, take it to buy tea and fruit to eat. A small gift is not a respect!"
In fact, it is an ingot of ten taels of silver, which is enough weight!
"Elder-in-law, take it to Sang's house to play with, a small gift is not a respect!"
The eunuchs and maids got benefits from Chu Lin, and their mouths were slippery, and they praised Chu Lin without hesitation.
"Master Chu is really rich and powerful. I was in the palace, and I have touched such a large amount of silver!"
"Master Chu is worthy of being an uncle of the country, and his demeanor is different from others!"
Chu Lin followed Rong Chang'an through door after door, before arriving at a hall.
Around the hall are nothing but paintings and calligraphy by famous artists. Even if the paintings on the walls are sold, they are worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. With so many valuable things, it's no wonder that Chu Lin hired so many servants to look after the home.
Rong Changan looked at the paintings and characters, and curled his lips: "Master Chu, I want to ask, how much money did you spend for this "Hundred Birds Singing Spring Picture"?"
As soon as he said this, the corners of Chu Lin's mouth curled up into a smug smile: "To tell you the truth, the queen, in order to get this famous painting, I visited the thatched cottage three times, and he was willing to see me until the third time, and he painted this painting for me. "Birds Singing in Spring". There are no more than ten people in the world who can have paintings by this famous artist. Therefore, his paintings are priceless!"
Chu Lin talked about it happily, it seems that he has a lot of experience in seeking paintings.
Rong Changan waited for him to tell the price of the painting, but he deliberately showed off and asked, "Queen, guess how much it is?"
Rong Changan is not very interested in these things, if Yan Li comes, maybe he can communicate with Chu Lin.
"I guess it's one thousand taels of silver?" Rong Changan intentionally underestimated.
"One thousand taels of silver?" Chu Lin repeated Rong Chang'an's words in disbelief, with great complacency and pride in his words. "Queen guess again?"
Chuntao next to her was very interested, she put her finger on her chin and thought for a while: "I guess three thousand taels of silver?"
Chu Lin shook his head: "No, no, guess again! It is said to be a priceless treasure, why is it only three thousand taels of silver?"
Rong Changan said: "Is there five thousand taels of silver?"
Chu Lin still shook his head: "More than five thousand!"
Rong Changan: "I can't figure it out, Mr. Chu should say it himself."
Chu Lin rubbed his hands: "Actually, I don't know how much money I spent. I exchanged a mountain villa and a hundred hectares of fertile land with him."
Rong Changan had already thought that the paintings were expensive, but he didn't expect that Chu Lin would be willing to exchange one hundred hectares of fertile land for a mountain villa. Rong Changan was really amazed. Afterwards, Rong Changan couldn't help sneering twice:
"It turns out that Master Chu is so rich, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is rich like an enemy!"
Chu Lin smiled, helped Rong Changan to sit at the table of the Eight Immortals, and poured Rong Changan a cup of hot tea: "Queen, money is something outside of the body. I, Chu Lin, always have the heart of serving the country, but I have no chance to serve in the army with the queen. I As long as the queen and the emperor need the money on me, I can donate it without blinking an eye. I donate willingly for the sake of the country and the people."
Rong Changan almost burst into laughter: "Master Chu's words, are they true?"
Chu Lin patted his chest: "I, Chu Lin, can never be vague when I speak, let alone talking to the queen!"
Rong Chang'an then said: "Nowadays the people in the north are suffering from drought, so Master Chu is not more generous?"
Chu Lin smiled and said: "I have already donated a lot. If the queen thinks it is not enough, it doesn't matter if I donate more. As long as the queen..."
The meaning behind it was profound, and Rong Changan knew that he had something deeper to say, so he called Chun Tao and the other servants back. Chu Lin also called his own people back.
"Master Chu, what do you mean by what you said later?"
Chu Lin rubbed his hands and smiled: "Queen, the emperor has just issued an imperial decree, saying that whoever donates more money and food can donate an official position. I am now the minister of the Ministry of Rites. If I donate more money and food, then the emperor …”
Rong Changan took a sip of tea: "Then how about the emperor?"
Chu Lin smiled embarrassedly: "Shouldn't the emperor give me a higher official position?"
Rong Changan finally understood what Chu Lin meant, and she took another sip of tea.
"What kind of official does Master Chu want to be?"
Chu Lin smiled and said: "I am the Minister of the Ministry of Rites now. If I go up, I will be the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. But I can't do much to be the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. The Queen will see if there are any vacancies for the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the Minister of the Ministry of War?"
Rong Changan smiled, but at the same time felt very angry and sad. People's hearts are not enough, since they have to return to Shu, they are talking about Chu Lin.
"This is the emperor's business, I only care about the harem."
Chu Lin giggled again: "Who doesn't know that the emperor listens to the queen! If the queen is willing to speak a few words for me in front of the emperor, then my affairs will be settled."
Rong Changan took a sip of tea: "I heard that it costs a lot of money and food to donate a Minister of the Ministry of Officials. Where did Master Chu get so much money and food?"
Chu Lin proudly raised his chin slightly: "To tell you the truth, my Chu Lin's money and food can be eaten by the people in the palace for three to five years, and they can't finish it."
"Not necessarily!" Rong Changan's expression suddenly turned cold, "If Mr. Chu is so rich, why do you want to rob the victims of rations?"
Chu Lin was stunned: "What does the queen mean? I... how did I grab the rations of the victims?"
Rong Changan looked coldly: "Let me ask you, what are the victims eating now?"
Chu Lin swallowed his saliva: "Eat... What I ate was millet porridge and steamed buns!"
Until now, Chu Lin still wants to deceive Rong Changan!
"Chu Lin, I'm looking at Fei'er's face, so I'll save some face for you. If I sue the emperor, you won't be able to afford it and walk away! Deducting people's food is a capital offense!"
Plop!
Chu Lin knelt on the ground subconsciously without any warning.
"Queen, I... I was confused for a while. I'm sorry for the emperor's cultivation, and I'm sorry for the queen's kindness. I beg the queen, don't tell the emperor, okay?"
Rong Changan knocked the teacup in his hand, and it shattered.
"You are already so rich, but you are still not satisfied, and you still want to grab it from the victims. Feel yourself, do you still have a conscience? If something happens to you, it may implicate Mayfair, do you know? ?”
Chu Lin's back was dripping with sweat: "I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"
Rong Changan: "The disaster victims are already in such a difficult situation. If you make it worse, don't the people feel cold? When the people feel cold, what will happen to the country?"