Yuan Chaokang has never been a noble person. He likes these yellow and white things very much.
When Zhou Qiongyue asked this, Yuan Chaokang agreed without hesitation, "Okay, it's good to have your own business privately."
Seeing her son answer so quickly, Zhou Qiongyue was afraid that he hadn't thought it through, so she pressed him again, "Kang'er, have you thought it through? The discrimination between scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans is quite serious."
Yuan Chaokang was indeed quite interested in doing business. After all, he was quite unhappy about going to court and kneeling before the emperor every day.
With his current status, as long as he doesn't enter the palace, there are very few people who need to pay homage to him. Being a playboy with status and money is very suitable for him. "Mother, my son is now a prince. If he wants to become a scholar, there will be many opportunities when he grows up.
Moreover, the son had no plans to expand his overt businesses too much. It was enough for him to have a few profitable ones so that people would know that there was a source of money for his expenses.
My son just wants to be a low-key person with money, but he doesn't want to be a well-known person who is begged for alms."
Zhou Qiongyue: Just say my name directly.
However, after hearing Yuan Chaokang's thoughts, Zhou Qiongyue smiled with relief, "It's my mother who's thinking the wrong way."
Yuan Chaokang went over and leaned against Zhou Qiongyue's legs, acting like a spoiled child. "Mother is worried that her son will regret it later. Skills are something you won't regret once you've learned them."
Zhou Qiongyue agreed with both her heart and her face, and praised happily, "Kang'er is right."
However, Zhou Qiongyue still silently added in her heart, "Son, I taught you how to do business because I want you to take over this matter."
Zhou Qiongyue was very happy that Yuan Chaokang was willing to learn. From then on, Zhou Qiongyue took Yuan Chaokang with her on everything related to business.
Even Yuan Chaochang, who was a study partner in the palace, felt that his younger brother was much busier and was still looking at various account books late every night.
Yuan Chaochang looked at his brother, who was always reading, and was curious. "Brother, isn't this the account book that Mother is looking at? Do you think you can read it now?"
Yuan Chaochang never doubted whether his younger brother could understand it. In Yuan Chaochang's opinion, his younger brother was so smart that it was easy for him to understand it.
Anyway, in Yuan Chaochang's heart, his younger brother can do anything.
Since Yuan Chaokang wanted to keep a low profile, he didn't make a big deal about telling his brother that he wanted to learn business. "I lost money on that farm last year, so I wanted to learn more and start over this year."
Yuan Chaochang watched his brother reply without taking his eyes off the account books. He instantly realized that his brother's ability to manage the farm had made a qualitative leap this year.
Yuan Chaochang's tone instantly turned flattering. "Brother, how about you help me manage the farm as well?"
Yuan Chaokang refused without hesitation, "No matter what."
Yuan Chaochang circled around Yuan Chaokang a few times. He really didn't want to take care of Zhuangzi.
Yuan Chaochang gritted his teeth and held up three fingers. "If you help me manage it, I'll give you 30% of the income. If there's any loss, it's mine."
When Yuan Chaokang heard his brother say this, he immediately put down the account book and smiled, "We are brothers, I am definitely happy to help with such a small matter."
Yuan Chaochang looked at how quickly his brother's expression changed and clicked his tongue. He felt that his brother had also become worldly.
Yuan Chaochang looked at the smiling Yuan Chaokang speechlessly, "Brother, I think you have changed?"
"Then I hope I can become rich." The smile on Yuan Chaokang's face never faded.
Anyway, the fact that one family had two titles in the Prince of Fu'an's Mansion was already impressive. If there were two more ambitious people, not to mention the noble ministers of Yuan'an, even the royal family would probably be in an uproar.
Regardless of whether the people outside were satisfied or not, the Queen Mother was quite satisfied with Yuan Chaokang being conferred the title of Prince.
The Empress Dowager returned to the palace from the Royal Villa for a rare occasion and had a few meals with the Emperor before returning to the Royal Villa with satisfaction.
If we talk about who is the most unhappy about this matter, it is of course Xie Zixin. Her son is still a bald prince, so why can Zhou Qiongyue's second son be conferred the title of a prince?
So when the emperor went to Xie Zixin's palace that day, he saw Xie Zixin sitting on the couch in front of the window, silently shedding tears.
Your Majesty, to be fair, Xie Zixin is still beautiful when she cries like this.
Moreover, the emperor was in high spirits during this period, and of course he was willing to coax the beauty when he was in a good mood.
Emperor Li Jingchen walked over gently and sat on the couch, gently holding Xie Zixin's shoulders. "What happened to Concubine Zhen? Who bullied you? Or are you trying to get close to the Queen again?"
"Your Majesty..." Xie Zixin had become much more sober after spending all these years in Li Jingchen's backyard. With her efforts to coax Li Jingchen, Li Jingchen did not dislike her as much as he did in previous years.
But if I say I like him as much as before, then that's not the case. After all, emperors are more concerned about their lives and don't like cruel and ruthless people.
The emperor's tone was still very gentle, "What's wrong?"
"Your Majesty, do you dislike our godson? It's also my fault that my body is not strong enough and I haven't given birth to a healthy prince for Your Majesty in all these years." Xie Zixin's tears fell even harder as she spoke.
Speaking of this, Xie Zixin was really sad. In order to give birth to another healthy prince, she had taken all kinds of medicine over the years, but there was no good news.
Even the time when she gave birth to her second son in her previous life had passed so long, and she hadn't even seen the shadow of her second son. Every time she thought of this, she disliked her eldest son Li Chengqian even more.
Not only was she disabled, but her body was also damaged, making it impossible for her to conceive a second son.
But this was her only bargaining chip, and she could only pretend to be a loving mother.
Li Jingchen wiped Xie Zixin's tears with his sleeve and comforted her, "What are you talking about? God's son is also my son. How could I not like him?"
"But my godson has a leg disease, and I am always worried that some servants will bully him, a bald prince with a leg disease." Xie Zixin emphasized the words "bald prince".
If Li Jingchen couldn't hear it anymore, he would be embarrassed to say that he was the emperor.
However, Li Jingchen did not have any intention of conferring titles on his sons for the time being. He had quite a few children in his backyard over the years, including seven sons and three daughters.
What’s the point of conferring a title on such a young boy? The key point is that the crown prince hasn’t been appointed yet!
Although the eldest son Li Chengyan does look good at the moment, appointing a crown prince is a big deal, so he wants to wait a few more years.
The emperor could only answer irrelevantly, "Gan'er is a prince. Who dares to look down on him? If anyone really dares to do so, you ask Gan'er to tell me."
Seeing that the emperor didn't respond, Xie Zixin looked at him expectantly and asked directly, "Your Majesty, can you give your godson a title? Even a prince would be fine."
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