Zhao Xin found himself transmigrated into a novel, becoming the great villain, a delusional tyrant. This tyrant was obsessed with wine and women, lingering in the imperial harem and never attending...
Even ten Cui families wouldn't be able to afford this stuff!"
"This...this is really so..."
Qiao Sanniang didn't expect Wang Xuance to be so serious and was a little confused for a moment.
Although she was also amazed by the things on it, she felt that it was more of a merchant's way of calculating the value of goods.
Moreover, when His Majesty introduced her, he also said that it was just some basic knowledge of economics and finance.
Although she didn't quite understand what economics and finance meant...
But as for the fur, it shouldn't be that important, right?
Wang Xuance nodded seriously, took a deep breath, and then said, "A single word can make a nation prosperous, or it can bring chaos to the world!"
"ha?"
Qiao Sanniang's hands trembled and she almost dropped it.
Your Majesty, you have betrayed me. You actually called such an important thing a fur...
"A-choo!"
In Xingqing Palace, Zhao Xin suddenly sneezed loudly.
Cao Xiong, who was standing nearby, was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands to stop the palace maids fanning themselves, and shouted outside, "Call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician!"
"Send your sister!"
Zhao Xin kicked him in anger, then rubbed his nose and cursed, "Humph, which traitor is scolding me again?"
Then he told the palace maids, "Fan, keep fanning. It's so hot, if you don't fan me, I'll die of heat!"
Cao Xiong rubbed his buttocks, although he was confused in his heart... Why did His Majesty summon my sister?
I do have a younger sister in the countryside, but she doesn’t know how to treat illnesses, right?
Is it because he is attracted by my sister's beauty?
That shouldn’t be the case. My sister is only slightly prettier than me, and she’s not as white as me.
Never mind, I'll pick her up when I get a chance. As for my brother-in-law...
Humph, let him go!
While thinking about how to dress up her sister and present her to His Majesty, she raised her hands repeatedly to the group of palace maids fanning her, "Fan, fan, fan, fan hard..."
A group of palace maids had just loosened their grip, but when they heard the words, they were startled and immediately started fanning again.
"Well, the natural wind is still the best!"
A gentle breeze blew by, and Zhao Xin closed his eyes comfortably. He tapped his fingers lightly on his knees and hummed softly, "The sparrows outside the window are chattering on the telephone poles. You said this sentence is very summery..."
Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he closed his eyes and asked, "What is Concubine Cui doing today?"