Fang Xiyue certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to take Song Yifan directly to the Prime Minister's residence; that would be tantamount to suicide. She was currently powerless and it was an impossible task for her.
However, just because she can't do it doesn't mean that Prefect Su can't. Prefect Su is a good official, and I believe she would be willing to help this young man deliver the letter.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I am deeply grateful." Song Yifan's tense heart relaxed. He was so lucky to have met such a kind person.
"I'll go buy you some clothes, you can change into them first."
Fang Xiyue bought a set of clothes for Song Yifan at a fabric shop, including an undergarment, shoes, and socks, as well as a damp towel so that he could at least wipe his face if he couldn't take a bath.
Song Yifan was deeply moved when he saw this; she was so kind!
As the carriage started moving, Song Yifan changed his clothes inside and wiped his face and hands clean.
Upon arriving at the government office, Fang Xiyue alighted from the carriage. "Young Master Song, let's go inside," she said, opening the curtain. She was immediately struck by the handsome face of Song Yifan as he stood up and bent over to walk out.
She doesn't know what's wrong with her these past few days, but all the young men she's met have been so handsome.
Fang Xiyue, who had no intention of getting married, couldn't help but start fantasizing, and her fantasies were rather terrifying: she wanted to take all these young men into her possession.
However, this thought only lasted for a moment before reality slapped her in the face. These young men all came from good families, so why would they be willing to marry her? Moreover, with four of them together, this was something she could only dream about.
"Your Majesty, please help me up." Song Yifan tried for a long time but dared not jump off the carriage. He thought that if he jumped, he would probably break his leg.
Fang Xiyue came to her senses, instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around Song Yifan's waist, then lifted him up.
Fang Xiyue and Song Yifan were both stunned. Song Yifan nestled in Fang Xiyue's arms, his heart pounding wildly, while Fang Xiyue's hand, resting on Song Yifan's waist, rubbed against it. 'So soft.'
"Young Master Song, I'm sorry, I was rude." Fang Xiyue quickly withdrew her hand. What was she doing?
Song Yifan shook his head repeatedly, "It's okay, Ms. Fang is only trying to help me, let's get involved."
Song Yifan didn't dare to look at Fang Xiyue and quickly changed the subject.
When the two arrived at the government office, Fang Xiyue and Song Yifan were able to enter smoothly and go to the backyard to meet Prefect Su because Su Yuerong had given prior notice.
In the reception hall, both Prefect Su and Su Yuerong were present, while Fang Xiyue's carriage was taken away to stop.
Because Song Yifan was in the carriage earlier, Fang Xiyue didn't have time to put the mirror in the carriage.
"This humble citizen, Fang Xiyue, greets Your Excellency Prefect. This is the young master of Prime Minister Song's household. He has been persecuted by his wicked aunt and has ended up here. I hope that Prefect Su can help me send a message to Prime Minister Song so that he can come and take the young master home in person."
Fang Xiyue didn't bring up the mirror first; she wanted to resolve Song Yifan's matter before discussing anything else.
"Is that really so?" Prefect Su was a person who hated evil as much as she could, and she never expected that the Prime Minister Song's own sister would do such a thing.
"Aunt Su, this is a jade pendant that represents my identity. Please help me, I will be eternally grateful." Wearing a veil, Song Yifan tearfully handed her jade pendant to Prefect Su.
Prefect Su immediately knew it was true upon receiving it. "Young master, rest assured, I will go to the capital to deliver the message for you."
Prefect Su was a man of many impulses. He had originally been waiting in the main hall for the lady who his youngest son had mentioned yesterday, who was coming to discuss the mirror business. But because of this matter, he completely forgot about it, went to the stable to get his horse, and left with a few subordinates.
Now that Prefect Su has left, Fang Xiyue can only discuss business matters with Su Yuerong.
Song Yifan knew he couldn't listen to what they were going to talk about, so he consciously went outside to wait.
"Miss Su, I suppose you saw the mirror I gave to your younger brother yesterday. It's the smallest of all the mirrors I own."
I also have a life-sized mirror here, which can reflect your entire body and is perfect for getting dressed.
Although the purchase price is relatively high, the profit is also not low. I have come here today to ask if the Prefect is interested in cooperating with me.
I have no shortage of money to purchase goods, but I am powerless and afraid of being framed and suppressed by other powerful people. Therefore, I would like to ask the Prefect to lend his name to me.
I will give the Prefect 10% of the profit. Of course, if the Prefect is willing to invest 2,000 taels of silver, then I can give him 20% of the profit.
Take a full-length mirror as an example. A full-length mirror costs 160 taels of silver to buy and sells for 200 taels, resulting in a net profit of 40 taels. The prefect receives 8 taels of silver.
Fang Xiyue finished explaining her plan and waited for Su Yuerong's reaction.
"If what the lady says is true, and there really is a mirror as tall as a person and of the same quality as yesterday's mirror, then the price of two hundred taels is too low. How about we price it at two thousand taels?"
Moreover, the Lady saved my daughter yesterday, and I have not yet thanked you. Here is a note containing ten thousand taels of silver.
"Two thousand taels are to thank you for saving my daughter. The other eight thousand taels will be used to purchase goods for the shop, and the Su family will take twenty percent of the profits."
Su Yuerong's expression was very calm, but she was actually overjoyed, feeling like a pie had fallen from the sky and landed on her.
Such a large mirror would sell for five thousand taels of silver, let alone two thousand taels. People would be scrambling to buy it. Such an item is not something ordinary people can afford.
Even if a small mirror were sold for two taels of silver, an ordinary person wouldn't buy it. Such items should be sold to high-ranking officials and nobles, or even emperors and nobles in the palace, who are not short of money.
A large dressing mirror sells for two thousand taels, with a profit of one thousand eight hundred and forty taels. After deducting labor and shop expenses, at least one thousand eight hundred taels can be earned.
Then the Su family could get 360 taels of silver. Once the 28 mirrors were sold, her investment would be recouped, and everything after that would be pure profit.
Of course, Fang Xiyue will earn more, but it doesn't matter. Fang Xiyue is the female ruler she favors, and her younger brother seems to have a good impression of her. Maybe they will become family in the future.
Fang Xiyue originally intended to do business with ordinary wealthy people like the rich, but now that she wants to sell to high-ranking officials and nobles, the price is indeed too low.
"Since Lady Su trusts me, I will certainly not let her down."
Fang Xiyue will not offer a second discount just because they want to go for a high-end route; the agreed-upon 20% discount is the maximum.
She felt that the possibility of her marrying multiple husbands had increased, so she had to earn more money.
"Eldest sister, hasn't Lady Fang arrived yet? Why hasn't anyone come to call me?"
While Fang Xiyue was discussing the details with Su Yuerong, Su Zheyu ran in from outside.
The two of them turned around at the same time and saw Su Zheyu enter the room, see her, freeze, and quickly blush.
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