Good news: She transmigrated into the Sixth Princess, where a female emperor holds power.
Bad news: Right at the start, she drugged the prime minister's legitimate son, and he's curre...
Chapter 211 Is this a trivial matter?
Qin Zhaoyue had a leisurely day the next day.
Sleeping until I wake up naturally, with no one disturbing me, is such a pleasant experience, until night...
The elusive Yinzhe reappeared, "The daughter of a noble from the northwest border will arrive tomorrow. I've told Your Highness to get up early."
She knew how grumpy this person was when he woke up, so it was better to give him a heads up in advance.
Qin Zhaoyue was leaning lazily, always looking spineless.
"Hey~~~ Aren't there third and fourth sisters? Why would an idler like me need to come forward?"
Her two sisters both hold official positions in the court and receive regular salaries, but what about her?
"Your Highnesses will naturally be in charge of the mission, so there is no need to worry about these trivial matters."
This was a somewhat disrespectful statement, implying that the Sixth Princess was not of sufficient status and was only qualified to receive unimportant people.
But Qin Zhaoyue seemed not to hear the sarcasm in the words at all, and remained calm and unmoved.
"I can't get up."
"Okay, His Majesty has ordered that if there is no reception tomorrow, then please invite the Sixth Prince to court."
"Don't try to fool me with that. Your Majesty is so busy with all sorts of affairs that he has no time for me."
The corner of the veiled woman's mouth curled up. That's why they say that no one knows a daughter better than her mother. She immediately took out an imperial edict from her sleeve.
Qin Zhaoyue's eyes widened like bells. Is there really an imperial decree?!
She continued to read it and found only one sentence.
"Receive the daughter of a noble from the frontier court, or else come to court."
Qin Zhaoyue: ...
Tsk, for an empress like her, the wording is a bit too impolite.
Also, is this trivial matter worthy of writing an imperial edict? You must be bored.
"Okay, I can go."
Rather than getting up at three in the morning, Qin Zhaoyue chose the reception job.
Yinzhe sighed, and she knew it.
"I suggest that Your Highness Sixth Prince pay more attention to this. His Majesty has prepared a great deal for you."
Qin Zhaoyue's eyes lit up, and he almost fainted.
"What kind of business? Great... is it very profitable?"
Yinzhe nodded reservedly, "It's not the time yet."
Qin Zhaoyue spat, "I hate people like you who tell riddles. Why can't we just talk about things openly?"
Yinzhe was not angry either. "I have conveyed my message. As for how to do it... Your Highness, you can decide for yourself. Anyway, if you do it well, you will definitely earn a lot of money."
Qin Zhaoyue was wondering what kind of business it could be.
Although she did not participate in government affairs, she could probably guess that the finances were not abundant.
Disaster relief is one aspect at the moment, but the subsequent dam consolidation and reconstruction will definitely be a considerable expense.
There is nothing wrong with His Majesty finding ways to make money.
But taking her along and letting her have a share...why is she so unconvinced?
Trying to pry open Yinzhe's mouth was nothing but a pipe dream, so Qin Zhaoyue could only wait and see.
The next day, at 2:02 am, in Xianyun County near Fengjing.
The eastern sky had just turned a crab-shell blue, and the green tiles and eaves were still immersed in thick fog.
Two dim and dead lanterns hung under the black lacquer plaque of the medicine hall, and tiny particles of dust floated in the lamplight.
Shopkeeper Wang was pacing back and forth holding the list of goods, with bits of medicine residue splashed on the tips of his deerskin boots.
"Be careful!"
He suddenly stopped and watched the guy pile several boxes of dragon's blood onto the cart.
The thick hemp rope made a teeth-grinding squeak as it was tightened into the wooden box. The gray donkey tied to the shaft snorted, and its iron paws scratched several white marks on the bluestone slabs.
Shopkeeper Wang is kind-hearted. He basically doesn't charge his neighbors for medical treatment and his medicines are also affordable.
Many of those who were in trouble had debts on credit, and they had accumulated a thick stack of account books, but he did not seem to be collecting them.
The county's pharmacy was not making much profit, so they found another way out.
Because of his good connections, people from all over the country would send him good medicine if they found it.
He would prepare the medicinal materials of older age and better quality and sell them to Fengjing City from time to time.
The mist, carrying a bitter fragrance, drifted over the threshold. Apart from Shopkeeper Wang and the servant, there were especially many villagers coming today because they had another important matter.
"Hey, Lao Chen, don't do anything."
The villagers who came to help quickly stopped the lame Old Chen and prevented him from getting involved.
"It will take a while. Please sit down for a while."
Old Chen was embarrassed, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of his neighbors.
He originally wanted to help, but ended up having to trouble someone to bring him a stool so that he could sit on it by the side of the shop door.
Having gotten up too early, the youngest son Liu Ge'er tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be heavy as a thousand pounds.
Leaning on his father, his little head dozed off little by little.
Chen Yu stood aside, carrying a huge package that was almost half a person's height.
The dewdrops falling from the eaves happened to land in front of her. She lowered her eyes and looked at the spread of water marks, not knowing what she was thinking.
None of the three members of the family spoke, and they waited silently for the truck to be loaded.
Soon, the servant clapped his hands and said, "Okay, boss, load everything onto the truck."
"Check, check, don't disperse halfway."
"Don't worry, I've checked it three times. There's absolutely nothing wrong."
Old Chen quickly stood up, and Chen Yu, who was closest to him, subconsciously took a step closer and supported his arm.
After he stood still, he bowed deeply to the shopkeeper Wang and said, "I'll trouble you to take care of my sister Yu."
Shopkeeper Wang took two quick steps and quickly helped him up. "It's just a matter of convenience. Don't worry about it."
"Yes, Old Wang, Sister Yu has grown up under everyone's watch, so you have to pay more attention to her."
"That's right. The dew is heavy in autumn. We don't want Sister Yu to catch a cold. We must send her to the examination hall safely."
Another boy shouted, "Uncle Wang, if I find some good medicine on the mountain, I'll definitely bring it back to you with the roots."
Shopkeeper Wang slapped him with a chestnut in a bad mood, "You little bastard, why are you joining in the fun?"
He cupped his fists and bowed to all directions.
"Please rest assured, no matter how bad the situation, I won't destroy my own reputation.
"Is it okay to make sure Sister Yu is healthy and in good spirits for the exam?"
"That sounds like a sentence."