Big Fat Orange was clearly deep in thought. Earning money from wealthy families was indeed not harmful to the livelihood of ordinary people; on the contrary, it was beneficial.
But once this door was opened, the vixen tasted the sweetness and wanted to become the richest woman in the Qing Dynasty. How could one milk candy shop be enough?
If I ever open a shop, I'll come to him to write the signboard. He can then be used to send this and that to princes and ministers; he, the emperor, will end up being a mere inscriber for people.
If other concubines follow suit, he can't show favoritism too much. If this continues, wouldn't it become an unbearable nuisance?
When the officials saw this, a flood of memorials poured in. Who knows what kind of schemes the Eighth and Ninth Princes' hidden cronies, and the Tenth Prince and his ilk, would concoct?
Most importantly, Big Fat Orange felt that no matter how well he made money in the milk candy business, he wouldn't make much money.
Even if he worked hard for two years and earned ten thousand taels of silver, he wouldn't get a single penny. No matter how you look at it, it's not worth it.
Afraid of being too blunt in her refusal, Sun Miaoqing threw a tantrum. The chubby orange cat's voice, however, was extremely gentle in its refusal.
“What you say makes sense, but we can’t open that door yet. Otherwise, if those censors start gossiping, it will put me in a difficult position.”
Sun Miaoqing naturally refused, saying, "The Emperor is the Son of Heaven, but it's just a plaque. What's so difficult about that?"
"Furthermore, if the emperor personally makes milk candy and distributes it to them as a benefit, those officials will be even more grateful for the emperor's kindness."
"Even if the censors discuss it, they will certainly be discussing the emperor's boundless grace."
The hand that had just been pushed away climbed back up and clung to his arm, shaking it.
The chubby orange cat was also shaken and felt dizzy.
"Your Majesty, you have always been the most loving towards me. This is just a small token of my affection. Your Majesty can easily satisfy me with a stroke of your brush. Can Your Majesty really bear to see me disappointed?"
Big fat orange...
Of course he could bear it; not only could he bear it, he was also very happy about it.
The big orange cat was so loud that it felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if its body, which had just recovered, was once again seriously ill.
He said directly, "I said no. If you want to build a business, do it on your own."
"I am not worried about scarcity but about inequality. I will not write this plaque for you."
"If you cause trouble for me again, you'll have to go to Shou Kang Palace to serve the Empress Dowager for a few days. You'll have to learn how to be a wife and a mother."
“In the few days since Hongzhou returned to the palace, he has been crying and making a fuss every day. The Empress Dowager already had a lot of complaints about him, and she wanted to summon you for questioning several times, but I turned her away for you each time.”
"If you insist that I write this plaque for you, then you'll have to deal with the Empress Dowager yourself from now on; I won't interfere."
[Big Fat Orange, you've changed! You're using this tactic now—it's a blatant threat! You want me to go to Shou Kang Palace and learn from the Empress Dowager the ways of being a wife and mother...]
Do you feel your life has been too smooth, and you're not being cuckolded enough?
Sun Miaoqing's eyes were filled with accusation and disbelief; how could he have said such a thing!
Big Fat Orange felt uneasy all over, and suddenly thought of that night that he had buried deep in his memory.
It was a gloomy day. He accidentally saw from outside the door that the Empress Dowager was being held tightly in Longkodo's arms...
Just thinking about it is terrifying.
These principles of being a mother and a wife are indeed not to be learned casually from others, especially not from the Empress Dowager!
Sun Miaoqing complained, "I know that the national treasury is empty. Consort Hua, Consort Jing, and Noble Lady Shen are busy every day with the expenses of the harem."
"That's why I thought of trying the dowry shop. If we can earn some money, it will also ease the Emperor's worries."
"Otherwise, as a concubine in the inner palace, I have a ration of food and supplies. As long as I don't squander it, I could live on my private savings for ten lifetimes."
"Your Majesty, I have always been devoted to you, yet you treat me this way. My heart is utterly cold."
"What a waste of my trust!"
You couldn't spend it all in ten lifetimes?
Big Fat Orange felt as if it had been stabbed in the chest, and sighed silently.
Well, although it was a bit noisy, it still had some merits.
However, it's impossible for him to admit that he was wrong.
But would it reduce his worries?
The chubby orange cat asked, "So, all the silver you've earned, I also get a share?"
What are you thinking? I was just saying it casually, you didn't take it seriously, did you?
Sun Miaoqing frowned, her vigilance increasing, but she quickly put on a smile.
She leaned shyly against the chubby orange shoulder, her voice soft and melodious, "I belong entirely to you, why would you care about such trivial things?"
He reached out and pushed the other person's head away, without a trace of expression. He knew it; he had clearly misjudged the situation!
"Alright, I have memorials to review and several ministers to see. It's not convenient for you to stay here, so please go back first."
"Like I said, forget about the signboard. Whether you can make it or not depends on your skills."
Forcing a cow to eat grass is useless; seeing that he was determined not to agree, Sun Miaoqing had no choice but to give up.
"Then I will show Your Majesty my abilities, even without your plaque."
"We can't just send a portion to every wealthy and powerful family to open up sales channels. That way, I can also help establish this thousand-year-old brand!"
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