Chapter 226 Selling Things
In front of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, white banners were swaying, forming a strange contrast with the sandalwood boxes lined up in front of the gate.
The lids of the boxes were all open, revealing the jewels and precious objects inside.
"The palace has seized the dowry, and His Majesty has personally granted a divorce. The goods must be sold for silver, and the dowry returned."
The housekeeper stood on the steps and shouted, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
He felt a little numb.
When I first came to the palace to work as a housekeeper, I never thought that this day would come.
He wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeves and tried to look back from time to time.
Inside the palace wall, under a makeshift awning, Qu Ling was sitting leisurely listening to the noise outside.
Nian Sihua was beside her.
"How shameful!"
Prince Jian passed by and was furious.
His old face was filled with anger. "Qu Ling, as a princess, you actually set up a stall in front of the palace to sell goods. This action not only loses your own face, but also insults the royal family!"
Qu Ling didn't care at all and asked with a smile, "Your Highness, would you like to buy some too?"
Prince Jian's face turned purple, "Asshole!"
He feels ashamed.
Qu Ling smiled and said, "Prince Yi is also your relative. If he doesn't pay back his debt, you should help him. Why are you so unkind?"
Prince Jian was so choked that he was speechless. He could only snort coldly and leave.
The several royal family members behind him looked at each other in confusion.
One of them said, "Your Highness, how about we buy the things first? It's better than letting these treasures be lost among the people."
"Shut up!"
After the condolences were over, the relatives wanted to cover their faces when they went out.
Firstly, they couldn't bear to watch it, and secondly, they were afraid that Qu Ling would force them to pay money.
Looking at the clan members who were almost fleeing in panic, Qu Ling was in a good mood.
He couldn't sit still while watching the chess game, so he ran out soon to help the housekeeper with the calls.
Nian Sihua's maid was also sent to hold the account book and write down the bids one by one.
More and more people gathered around, and many of them had shrewd eyes.
These merchants who normally couldn't even set foot in the Prince's Mansion now had the opportunity to purchase the palace's treasures. It was simply a pie in the sky.
"A string of South China Sea pearls costs one thousand taels."
"I'll give you 1,500 taels."
"I'll give you two thousand taels."
The bidding sounds continued, and Qu Ling's smile deepened.
She said to Nian Sihua, "Your dowry will not be reduced by a single cent."
Nian Sihua was very excited. "I won't say thank you. I will go through fire and water in the future. Just ask the princess for her instructions."
"When you get to Jiangnan, there will be a time for you to repay me."
Qu Ling asked Tingqin, "Didn't you tell Ziyin? She won't join in the fun?"
Tingqin smiled and said, "Miss Ziyin knew about it a long time ago. She sent someone to tell her that she disliked the things in the palace. She said that no matter how precious the item was, it could be bought with money. She had money, and money couldn't buy it. She just asked for it, and the princess gave it to her."
"She has a good plan." Qu Ling's smile deepened.
His eyes swept across the crowd in the palace and suddenly stopped in a corner.
Standing there was a young man, it was Jiang Yanzheng.
Their eyes met briefly in the air, and Jiang Yanzheng quickly bowed his head.
"Ten thousand taels!"
A loud voice drowned out all the bids.
Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes striding towards them. He had a handsome face and was followed by several servants holding silver boxes.
"It's President Zhou of the Jiangnan Silk Chamber of Commerce." someone exclaimed.
Ten thousand taels to buy a string of pearls worth a thousand taels.
President Zhou bought the pearl and was led to Qu Ling.
"It's him." Nian Sihua murmured.
Chairman Zhou bowed respectfully and said, "Princess, please understand. I am willing to add another ten thousand taels to your request."
"Really?" Qu Ling raised his eyebrows.
President Zhou signaled the servant to bring up an exquisite sandalwood box. "This is Yuesuo silk produced in Jiangnan. Please accept it, Princess."
The maid came forward and spread it out for Qu Ling to see.
"You want me to hand it over to His Majesty, so that he can favor me and designate it as a tribute?"
"yes."
"Put it away. I won't help you."
It was hard to tell whether Qu Ling was happy or angry.
Chairman Zhou's smile froze for a moment. "For the princess, this is just a piece of cake."
"It's just a small favor, should I help you?"
Chairman Zhou looked embarrassed, as if unwilling to accept the result. "May I ask the princess..."
"If everyone is like you, taking the silver and asking the princess to help you, what will become of the princess?" Nian Sihua said coldly, "You bought the pearl and left immediately. You are so presumptuous in front of the princess that she will have to send people to chase you away. You will lose face."
The guard stepped forward and "invited" President Zhou to leave.
"You recognize him." Qu Ling inquired.
Nian Sihua said frankly, "I recognize him. I wanted to elope with him back then, but he didn't dare."
This time it was Qu Ling who was shocked.
Good, good, each woman she met was braver than the other.
In less than an hour, all the things in Prince Yi's Mansion were sold out.
"Princess, there are still five thousand taels left." Guanqi came over to report the bill.
"Give it to the servants in the palace. They work very hard."
Qu Ling asked Nian Sihua, "Do you want to go see Zhao Chongli? We will be leaving the capital soon."
"No," Nian Sihua said decisively, his eyes flashing with determination. "I finally got the chance to start over, I don't want to look back at the past."
Inside the Censorate.
Jiang Yanzheng stopped in front of Zhang Jing's public housing, straightened his clothes and then knocked on the door.
"Come in." Zhang Jing's steady voice came from inside.
Jiang Yanzheng pushed the door open and walked in, only to see Zhang Jingzheng bent over his desk, writing furiously.
"Sir, I have something to say."
Zhang Jing then put down his pen, revealing a serious and upright face.
He was about forty years old, and because he was a military officer, his eyes were bright and sharp.
"Is it for Princess Jia'an?"
Jiang Yanzheng was stunned.
"Your Excellency knows?"
"The whole city is buzzing. I think it's hard not to know."
Zhang Jing motioned for him to sit down.
"Prince Jian sent a copy of the joint memorial, requesting the Censorate to impeach the princess for insulting the royal family."
Jiang Yanzheng couldn't help but clench his hands quietly.
"My lord, the princess is not at fault in this matter."
"Dowry is a woman's private property. The Prince's Mansion misappropriated it first, and then Your Majesty ordered the return of the dowry. The princess is simply taking back Madam Nian's property according to the law."
Zhang Jing gave him a meaningful look and asked, "Yan Zheng, how long have you been in the Censorate?"
"Less than a year."
"It's a little short. I haven't learned how to be an imperial censor yet."
Zhang Jing said slowly, "The Censorate supervises all officials and cannot be a one-man show. You think the princess is right, while others think she is wrong. This is perfectly normal."
"Submitting memorials to His Majesty is the job of the Censorate. As for how His Majesty views it, that has nothing to do with us."
"What you said today was biased."
Jiang Yanzheng was shocked.
"I know I was wrong."
Zhang Jing sighed, "Are you pleased with the princess?"
These words hit Jiang Yanzheng's head like a thunderbolt.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. The only sound in his ears was his own violent heartbeat.
"Forget it," Zhang Jing waved his hand. "Go back and think about it carefully. If you can't figure it out, why not ask your grandfather?"
Jiang Yanzheng stood up and said goodbye in a daze.
After leaving the yamen, Zhang Jing returned to his mansion.
As soon as he entered the main courtyard, the lady hurriedly stood up to greet him.
"Master, you are back early today." Mrs. Zhang took his official hat and told the maid to serve tea.
Zhang Jing rubbed his brows and said, "There are so many things going on in the court. It gives me a headache."
He glanced at the booklet on the table and asked, "What are you reading?"
Madam Zhang said, "Yun'er's engagement letter."
"Master, have you forgotten? Didn't you say a few days ago that you intended to marry Yun'er to Censor Jiang?"
Zhang Jing immediately stopped him, "No need, he has someone else in his heart, and he's not a good match."
Mrs. Zhang was startled, but then she looked relieved.
"Actually, there's something I haven't dared to tell you, Master."
"What is it?"
"Our Yun'er also has someone she loves."
Zhang Jing: ...
"who?"
Zhang Jing's fist hardened.
"The prince of the Pei family."
"Pei Jingming?" Zhang Jing was stunned.
His headache got worse.
The son-in-law I chose has a princess in his heart.
His daughter has the prince in her heart.
What is going on?
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