Either Rich or Noble

(Main story completed, extras updated daily) Qian Tong, her name a reflection of her, is the daughter of a wealthy Yangzhou merchant.

At her full moon banquet, a fortune teller predicted her fate: "This girl will be either rich or noble in the future."

Qian Tong didn't believe it. As the saying goes: wealth doesn't last beyond three generations, poverty doesn't last beyond five. The Qian family, by her generation, was exactly the third.

Upon learning that her family planned to marry her off with a mountain of gold as dowry to the governor's youngest son, Qian Tong decisively refused. She went to the dock herself, picked out the shabbiest young master she could find, and threw a sack over his head.

Prepared for danger in times of peace, she planned to sacrifice herself, marry a poor boy, and thereby reduce the public's envy towards the rich.

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Song Yunzhi, the only son of the current dynasty's eldest princess, could recite the Three Character Classic at three, compose poetry at ten, and fight on the battlefield at sixteen. Proficient in both civil and military arts, he achieved fame at a young age, believing he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

After four years of diligently serving the emperor day and night, he received a mission. The wealthy merchants of Yangzhou were running rampant, and he was ordered to investigate undercover.

No sooner had he arrived in Yangzhou than a sack was thrown over his head. When he saw daylight again, a young lady peeked out from a golden glow, squinting and smiling at him, "Young Master, I promise you a lifetime of glory and wealth, how about it?"

Upon first meeting Qian Tong, Song Yunzhi sneered inwardly, "You're exactly who I'm investigating!"

Upon seeing Qian Tong again: "Extravagant and unrestrained, a dishonest merchant, thorough investigation!"

A month later: Gradually doubting his life.

Half a year later: "Qian Tong, where's my belt...?"

On their wedding night, Song Yunzhi sat amidst a pile of gold mountains until midnight, finally picking up his brush to write a letter to the emperor: "The situation is complex, and in pursuit of the truth, your nephew will settle down here and will not return to court for now."