The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 59

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 59

Episode 59. Don worry, non happy (1)

‘Rakiel, what on earth have you done?’

Rakiel, or Ihan, gritted his teeth. It had to be that way. It was because of the story the chamberlain told.

“I am very sorry to report this to you… I certainly remember it, too. Last fall, His Highness personally told His Majesty… next year, that is, this year’s budget for operating the villa to be drastically reduced….” ”

That Rakiel… no, I said that? To His Majesty the Emperor?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“why?”

“….”

“Hmm, did you ever guess why I was like that?”

“Can I tell you honestly?”

“Please do so.”

“Yes, if it is your will. “I dare say that His Majesty at the time thought there was no hope of survival on his own… I accepted it that way.”

“I was giving up on myself by thinking that way?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Was it that serious?”

“He could barely move two days out of ten. Therefore, there was a large surplus in last year’s villa operation budget, which had been allocated at the end of the year before last.”

“So you yourself requested a reduction in the operating budget?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“You fucking idiot!”

“…Yes?”

“No, no, I’m not angry at you. I got a little upset without realizing it. sorry.”

“….”

“Anyway, to summarize, I was in really bad shape around the fall of last year, and I had given up hope of regaining my health, so I requested a cut in this year’s budget?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“ha. Then, in the end, this is Raki… No, it’s just the karma I inflicted.”

“I apologize, Your Majesty. But isn’t Your Highness much healthier now than last year? “I think that alone is something to be happy about.”

“Yeah, no. “I’m not happy.”

“….”

“I don’t have any money, but I’m so happy.”

“….”

“Uh oh. This damn money, money, money. really.”

“….”

Rakiel gritted his teeth. When I found out about the situation, I sighed deeply.

‘Rakiel Adria Magentano. Are you really like this? huh? ‘Why are you doing this to me?’

That guy from last year had given up hope. I feel like I’m going to die before I can even use up my budget this year. With that in mind, he asked the emperor to cut the budget.

‘But he must have felt proud that he had done well. I’m sure it was. He must have been proud of himself for not wasting the precious money raised through taxes collected from the people of the empire. Ugh, you idiot! A bastard like Mojiri!’

The more I thought about it, the more curses came out.

Of course, I could understand Rakiel’s feelings at the time. There must have been budget surplus for the villa. Rachiel would have had no need to spend money. If you think about it, it was like that. He was a guy who was lying in a hospital bed. They could not function like other royal families or nobles.

Hobbies like hunting or horseback riding? Or an all-night banquet? It was like an absolutely impossible dream for him.

‘Because they rarely went out, the scale of their purchases of luxury items such as clothes and accessories would have been much smaller than other royal families. In reality, the only place where the money went was the doctor’s salary and the cost of medicine.’

So much surplus budget. Maybe he thought it was a national waste.

Of course it’s not a bad idea. It may have been a decision appropriate to the situation. But what if you look at it from your own perspective now? I felt like he just tackled me for no reason.

‘Oh really.’

Rakiel swallowed back his grumbling. Now, complaining won’t solve the problem. He asked the chamberlain.

“If you do, please ask me one question. “This year’s villa operating budget.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Can’t I ask for that again?”

Maybe it could work. I tried to hope. But the chief chamberlain’s answer was like a sword.

“That is impossible, Your Majesty.”

“why?”

“Because it is a procedural act that violates the laws of the imperial family.”

“….”

“According to the imperial law, all ministries and agencies of the imperial family can apply for a year’s budget only once, at the end of the previous year.”

“At the end of the previous year? “Only once?”

“Yes, Your Highness. Besides that, there is only one way to allocate additional budget…”

“What?”

“I understand that special programming is only done in cases of war, natural disaster, or other serious events that affect the survival of the nation.”

“Now is the time! A serious matter that affects the survival of the nation!”

“….”

“It’s true. “If I don’t have money, I have to close the villa’s oriental medicine clinic.”

“….”

“Then I will die.”

“….”

“Isn’t this a serious matter that depends on the survival of the country?”

“Your Majesty, I don’t know how the closing of the oriental medicine clinic is related to your passing away…” “

….”

Yes, I don’t understand. I really wanted to help them understand this as well. If possible, I wanted to show you the bonus life system window.

But the problem was that there was no way to show it or make it understandable. Rachiel asked with a sigh of regret.

“But, um, I am a member of the royal family and the crown prince. “Don’t you have the authority to request additional budget?”

I had my own hopes. But the chamberlain still looked like a pumpkin.

“That is also impossible, Your Majesty.”

“Is that because it’s also against the imperial law?”

“Of course, Your Highness.”

“….”

“Your Majesty the Emperor is the only one in the Empire who has the extrajudicial authority to move without being restricted by the law.”

“…okay?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Then that’s good.”

“yes?”

“This is not the time. I need to move now. Today’s oriental medicine treatment ends here. Because the deadline for treatment is not far away. “Hang up a closed sign.”

“…Yes?”

“I have to go to the imperial palace.”

“majesty? “What business do you have at the imperial palace?”

“I’ll use it again, Dad’s chance.”

Rachiel smiled as if it was natural. What if the emperor had extralegal authority? Wouldn’t it be okay to ask them to wield that authority?

?

… failed. It just failed spectacularly, to say the least.

‘Whew. The emperor, that nobleman, really.’

The way out of the emperor’s office. As he walked down the hallway, Rakiel sighed deeply.

‘I never thought you would reject me so sharply.’

I remembered something from a little while ago.

The financial crisis that the Chamberlain reported about. He came to the emperor to come up with a solution. I asked for an additional budget to be allocated.

I thought it was quite possible. Because the emperor had extralegal authority. Because the empire is solid and its finances are ample. I thought that a few pennies(?) in the budget would be enough.

But it wasn’t.

It was a complete miscalculation.

‘The emperor, that nobleman decided to test me in many ways.’

Was it right after he had revealed his business during the audience? The budget for the villa is insufficient. Due to these circumstances, the operation of the oriental medicine clinic was disrupted. So, I would especially appreciate it if you allocate additional budget. I asked politely.

But who was the emperor who heard the request? He looked this way and smiled.

The look in his eyes was like….

‘It was the same look in the eyes of Teacher Hakju, whom I met while splitting palm trees in high school.’

At the time, the student head teacher said that. If you can give 50 good reasons for jumping out of palm trees, I’ll let you know.

Of course, it failed.

It’s not like 50 shades of high school seniors. There was no way I could come up with 50 reasons in the first place. Even at that time, corporal punishment existed in schools. A firework was blooming in the buttocks. As part of the corporal punishment set menu, I had to run several laps around the rabbit jumping playground.

But what about the emperor’s eyes? At that exact moment, I had the same look in my eyes as Teacher Hakju, who was asking me 50 reasons. Even the reactions were similar.

‘Why are you requesting additional budget… Just 50 reasons? ‘Aren’t you crazy?’

So what about this side?

I really gave 50 reasons. We have to take care of patients. They are all subjects of the imperial family. What about public sentiment? To do that, you need money. Etc. Blah blah blah blah. Even the reasons that had no reason were brought out on a whim.

But who was the emperor who heard it all?

He laughed even more meaningfully. And said. I refuse the crown prince’s request.

‘…If you’re going to do that, don’t ask the reason in the first place!’

I felt like I had been tricked. At the same time, I was able to realize something painfully again.

‘It was always like that in the emperor and the nobleman’s novels. To Rakiel, and after Rakiel’s death, to the second prince. I kept putting my successor in trouble and trying to see how he would get out of it.’

He was originally that kind of person. He was so harsh on his successor. Perhaps that was the reason for today’s rejection.

‘The villa’s operating budget has run out… They say they want to see and evaluate how I can overcome this financial crisis.’

I knew it intuitively. That was exactly the look in the emperor’s eyes as he looked at me with a rejection message.

‘Dad, Chance is a failure.’

It has already been rejected. There is nothing more to expect from the emperor. A deep sigh came out of me.

‘ha. Still, I thought I wouldn’t have trouble with money here.’

It reminded me of my last few months in Korea. A time when oriental medicine clinics were nothing but flies due to the coronavirus. It was a time when rents were exorbitant thanks to being located in a central shopping district.

In order to pay the expensive rent, they even cleaned up their rented house. I moved my house to a monthly rental studio and subtracted the rental deposit to pay the rent. Still, I couldn’t endure it in the end.

‘That damn money.’

Thinking about it made my teeth grind together. However, when he became the crown prince, he faced a similar problem. A strange, unknown feeling bloomed in my heart.

‘Once again, we can’t close the oriental medicine clinic because of money.’

Even if it happens once, it won’t happen twice. By any means and methods. Even if it means being rude. At least I didn’t want to collapse on money.

‘Let’s think about it. think. Rachiel. Lee Han. What you have. Things you can do. Think of everything and combine it.’

Exiting the main palace building. Walking through the garden and passing by. After getting into the carriage. I was lost in thought the whole way back to the villa.

I thought about it, thought about it, analyzed it, and put it together. The resources we have here. The means that this side can mobilize. Things that have and things that have potential. Various elements of the story that he saw in the novel Demon Sword Emperor. Among them, there are things that can be useful and applied.

I combined everything and looked for a new path. Then it dawned on me little by little. Angles began to appear. So, when they arrived at the villa, Rakiel’s expression looked much more relaxed as he got off the carriage.

He immediately called the chamberlain. I ordered without the slightest hesitation or concern.

“Sir Pavard? “Is there a list of the properties and fixtures of the villa?”

“…yes?”

“Is there such a list? Especially valuables, luxury items and works of art.”

“Of course… there is?”

“I’m glad. “Bring it.”

“yes?”

“I have to sell everything.”

“…Yes?”

The delicate heart of the chamberlain, the faithful and frugal housekeeper of the villa, began to dance the lamprey eel ascension dance of destruction.