Emperor Zhaowu curled his lips slightly and gently twisted the silver with his fingertips.
It seems as if he is afraid that everything in front of him will disappear in the next moment.
After a few moments, Emperor Zhaowu reluctantly put the silver in his hand back to its original place.
He turned around abruptly, looking extremely happy. "Well done, Sang Luan! You Ning, you did a great job! As expected, one is the family of an important official, and the other is a member of my royal family."
He waved his hand and said, "You have done a great job on this matter. Who says women are inferior to men? I am the first to disagree with this statement!"
He paused, "Tell me, since you have done such a good job, I can't pretend to know nothing. How about this, what reward do you want? Just tell me, as long as it is possible, I will satisfy you."
Sang Luan lowered her eyelids slightly and whispered, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's Consort and I both want the same thing, just a divorce letter."
Emperor Zhaowu turned around silently and sighed in his heart. He agreed too readily at that time. He never expected that Sang Luan could actually earn so much money in such a short time.
He had to find a way to keep both of them.
Only with your current identity can you make money without leaving any room for maneuver.
Emperor Zhaowu remained silent and slowly returned to the imperial study.
The two people behind him had no choice but to follow closely.
Sang Luan suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
Emperor Zhaowu slowly sat down and slammed his hand on the table, looking angry. "Do you two know your mistakes?"
Sang Luan's heart finally settled down.
She and Meng Youning reacted quickly, kneeling in front of Emperor Zhaowu, with their heads lowered and not saying a word.
Emperor Zhaowu placed his hands on the table and leaned forward.
Is he too fierce?
Did you scare the two girls?
Emperor Zhaowu said solemnly with a stern face, "You two were married by my permission. It's only been a month since you were married, and you're already thinking of getting a divorce?"
"Since you've earned so much money for me, I'll give you a chance to explain yourself. Tell me, what's your reason for wanting a divorce?"
Sang Luan: "Same bed, different dreams."
Meng Youning: "Without support for my body, and without support for my heart."
Emperor Zhaowu's eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes looked even more fierce.
After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked, "Then I'll give you another chance to change your reward. What will you choose?"
Sang Luan and Meng Youning simultaneously bowed deeply to Emperor Zhaowu, their voices clear and firm, "Divorce Letter."
Emperor Zhaowu: "Good! Good! Good! You are truly a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger. I have already given you a chance, yet you still resist me like this. You really don't know what you are talking about."
He leaned his head forward, his eyes fixed on the two people below him.
These two people looked weaker than the other, but at this moment the expressions on their faces were more resolute than the other.
Sang Luan's voice suddenly rose. "Your Majesty, what I earn is just the tip of the iceberg. If Shengjing no longer restricts business to men, there will be more people like me and the Crown Prince's Consort emerging."
“After the first group of people have reaped the benefits, others will follow suit and do the same thing.”
Sang Luan was speechless for a while. Emperor Zhaowu suddenly changed his words. It seemed that he was attracted by the silver and money today.
However, she could take this opportunity to suggest something that would be beneficial to Qiu Zhuangxie.
Emperor Zhaowu snorted coldly, "What a joke! These have been passed down from generation to generation. How can they be changed just like that?"
He uttered a sigh, "But what do you mean by dividends?"
Meng Youning straightened up slightly and said, "It means getting money in addition to the wages I should have received."
Emperor Zhaowu thought about it seriously, then waved his hand and said, "All of you, stand up and answer."
"Tell me more about what you just said." Emperor Zhaowu instantly became interested and pointed at Sang Luan.
Sang Luan slowly stood up straight, her back unconsciously straightening a little. "Your Majesty is right. Things passed down cannot be changed at will. But if we make just a small change, half the people in the world will be poor, and every household will be able to eat rice."
She paused, then continued, "If all the merchants in Shengjing can make a lot of money, Your Majesty can naturally raise taxes. Once the taxes are raised, the national treasury will basically never be empty again."
A magnificent scene seemed to appear before Emperor Zhaowu's eyes.
If the people could really live like that...
An inexplicable emotion quickly spread throughout my body.
Emperor Zhaowu urgently asked, "But if taxes are raised, how can ordinary people afford to pay?"
Sang Luan took over the conversation, "So we only need to raise taxes for a certain group of people. Or, in other words, we need to divide taxes into several levels. Those who meet the corresponding tax requirements will have to pay taxes at that level."
Emperor Zhaowu's eyes turned and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
He was actually slightly moved by what the girl said.
Sang Luan spoke again, "Your Majesty can try this method first. If it works, Shengjing will be taken to a higher level. If not, it will just return to its current state."
Emperor Zhaowu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "How dare you! Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Having said that, he didn't look angry at all.
"Since you are so determined, I cannot cross the river and burn the bridge." Emperor Zhaowu waved his hand. "How about this? When you earn another 100,000 taels of silver for me, I will give you the divorce agreement. How about that?"
Sang Luan sighed inwardly.
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