Zhao Shi'an was having a beautiful dream.
The events of Zhao Shi'an's previous life flashed through his dreams like a fleeting glimpse, but when he faced them, he was no longer filled with murderous intent; he was like an observer who had witnessed them.
He bid farewell to those past lives, and from now on, he would live in happiness.
Fang Qing dreamed of Zhao Shi'an.
That was Zhao Shi'an, whom the system referred to as the Collapsed World.
From his birth, to his being sold into slavery, whipped to the point of wishing for death, and having his knowledge stolen...
Until he learned to resist and break free from that rotten Gao family.
When he entered the imperial court, he had no family background, and in order to gain a foothold in the quagmire of the court, he could only resort to all sorts of scheming.
Until he discovered the betrayal of his most trusted friend, witnessed the corruption of the court, and realized the filth of the world, he led the world to its destruction...
Fang Qing woke up crying.
It was still dark when Zhao Shi'an fell asleep next to her.
He seemed to be having a wonderful dream, a smile still playing on his lips.
Fang Qing leaned closer to him with a feeling of tenderness.
In his previous life, the world never showed him kindness, so why should he be expected to be a kind person?
She was glad she had come, and glad she had been bound to this system, which brought her to Zhao Shi'an's side.
In this life, she will protect Zhao Shi'an.
Fang Qing fell asleep again. When she woke up, Zhao Shi'an was not beside her. She could hear Xiao Liu talking outside.
After getting dressed, he saw Zhao Shi'an practicing boxing with Xiao Liu in the yard through the window. Noticing the commotion, Zhao Shi'an looked over.
"Qing'er".
"lady."
Fang Qing nodded, and Zhao Shi'an came in while she was washing up.
"Up so early?"
"Have dinner and then deal with Gao Ren's matter."
"Is there news about Gao Wancheng?"
"Yes, Gao Ren contacted Jiaozhou. He should have some way to find Gao Wancheng's whereabouts. Our people have already followed him."
"You've detained Gao Ren in the capital, perhaps because you suspect he wants to rescue Gao Wancheng?"
"It's not impossible."
Fang Qing couldn't help with this matter either, and Zhao Shi'an went out after breakfast.
Zhao Shi'an was very busy in the following days, while things became quieter at the farm.
The climate in the capital is limited. Some people from the south who came to learn about this subject didn't know how to implement it after returning home. A few days ago, they wrote a letter requesting that the capital send people over to guide them.
Currently, everyone's learning is only half-baked, and no one has the ability to provide guidance, so everyone has passed the buck to Fang Qing.
The Ministry of Revenue approached Fang Qing with great difficulty.
“Your Highness, we originally refused to do this, but they kept submitting memorials to the higher authorities. His Majesty had no choice but to ask our Ministry of Revenue to find a way to send someone over.”
Fang Qing was inspecting the growth of the millet at the farm when she heard this and asked, "Who submitted this memorial that even His Majesty cannot refuse?"
"Jiaozhou, the Southern King."
Fang Qing was taken aback.
Jiaozhou again?
Fang Qing noticed that she had been hearing a lot about Jiaozhou lately.
As for this Prince of the South, Fang Qing really didn't know anything about him.
"As you know, Jiaozhou is different from our place. It has abundant rainfall all year round, and most of the crops there are rice. Last year, the imperial court sent a batch of seeds, but they didn't yield any harvest there. So the imperial court sent people over to improve the rice seeds."
"Our people here have no experience in rice research, so we need your help."
So, the final goal turned out to be this.
"Sir, do you mean for me to go to Jiaozhou?"
"There's nothing we can do about it. I'm sure Your Highness, being so selfless, would be willing."
Fang Qing let out a cold laugh.
"You've put it this way, if I don't agree, I'd be incredibly ungrateful."
"That's not what I meant, but since His Majesty has given the order, it's not easy for us to do it."
"I'll think about it some more and give you an answer when I have one."
The Minister of Revenue looked at Fang Qing with a troubled expression.
"Princess, if Lord Zhao finds out, he certainly won't let you..."
Fang Qing naturally guessed it as well.
Otherwise, the Emperor would have given her a direct order long ago, instead of sending the Minister of Revenue to persuade her.
Zhao Shi'an's refusal to let her go to Jiaozhou was probably because Jiaozhou posed a potential danger.
“He and I are husband and wife. How could I possibly hide such an important matter from him? My lord, please rest assured. This is the Emperor’s order. My husband will not hold you responsible.”
The Minister smiled awkwardly upon hearing this.
Even if it wasn't public knowledge, everyone knew to some extent about Zhao Shi'an's relationship with Fengyulou. Given the Gao family's example, no one dared to offend this ruthless star.
During dinner that evening, Fang Qing mentioned the Prince of Nan, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhao Shi'an is such a smart man; he knew something was definitely going on when Fang Qing suddenly mentioned this person.
"Jiaozhou was a place that the Grand Princess had previously recovered through marriage. He had previously married the former Prince of the South, who was the current Prince of the South's older brother."
"The Southern King was hostile to the imperial court, and all three of his sons died at the hands of the court. Even when the Grand Princess went to marry him, she could not stop the war."
Hearing this, Fang Qing became interested and put down her chopsticks to listen to Zhao Shi'an.
Zhao Shi'an waved his hand, signaling the people in the hall to leave.
"It was the Grand Princess who collaborated with the current Prince of the South to kill the old Prince of the South and successfully helped the new Prince of the South ascend the throne. Then Jiaozhou submitted to the imperial court, but in recent years, Jiaozhou has become unstable again."
"Has this Prince of the South developed ambitions?" Fang Qing asked.
"What ambition could a soft persimmon, which has been manipulated and played with by the Grand Princess for so many years, possibly have? The current instability in Jiaozhou is undoubtedly due in large part to Gao Wancheng's efforts."
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