The original owner was foolish, but had one redeeming quality: he acted absurdly.
Logically speaking, slacking off or underreporting expenses shouldn't be enough to kill someone.
She just slacks off during work hours, falsifies expense reports, and so on. She did plenty of that in her past life, so I can understand.
But the manager didn't know that, especially since he had just dealt with Jiang Xue, and might actually kill them if he was unhappy.
Qin Zhaoyue was there to enjoy herself and didn't want to waste too much energy on these trivial matters.
As long as the boss doesn't betray her or rip her off too much money, that's fine. A boss with a conscience...
Ha! Qin Zhaoyue silently gave herself a thumbs up.
The accounts weren't fully settled, but the properties of the Princess's residence were clarified.
He owns two estates, both in nice locations near the capital.
There are three shops, few in number but high in quality: a cosmetics shop, a pawnshop, and a tower.
Yes, a tower that is seven stories high, a height that is rare even in the entire capital city.
What a great industry! Why can't you make money doing something else?
Unfortunately, the original owner, that clever little devil, just couldn't make money, so he built what he called "The Number One Restaurant Under Heaven".
She truly harbored ambitions to seize the throne, claiming to recruit talented individuals and personally funding a large number of people.
But is there a single "talented" person among these people suitable for the task? Qin Zhaoyue expressed doubt.
She received the memories, but the original owner's perceptions... let's not even mention them.
In any case, Qin Zhaoyue was unwilling to support a bunch of idle people for nothing, and planned to conduct an investigation.
If she's truly talented, there's nothing wrong with keeping her; but if she has no talent yet keeps taking her money, hmm...
Such a good building, you can make money doing anything there, even just renting it out would bring in a considerable income.
Qin Zhaoyue planned to inspect her businesses, but certainly not today.
She's already been forced to go to work today, so there's absolutely no way she'll do any more work.
The night is long and I can't sleep, mainly because I slept too much during the day and I'm not sleepy at all now.
She couldn't watch short videos anymore, but after racking her brains, she discovered other forms of entertainment.
Inside the main hall, Qin Zhaoyue leaned against the chaise lounge, sipping chilled peach blossom wine.
As the gentle strains of string and wind instruments filled the air, twelve barefoot youths rose to their feet, the silver bells on their wrists resonating in unison with the chime bells at the corners of the palace.
The original owner wasn't entirely useless; the dancers in front of her were the women kept in her household.
She was draped in a sheer gauze made of ice silk, with a hundred butterflies embroidered on it in silver thread. As the candlelight flickered, it seemed as if the butterfly wings were covered in phosphorescence.
The drums suddenly sounded, and the boys took off their outer garments. The drumbeats urged the sweat to roll down, turning into wisps of smoke between their muscles.
Qin Zhaoyue tore down the three layers of curtains, and, in high spirits, raised her cup and drank loudly:
"Keep the music playing, keep dancing!"
The imperial study was brightly lit.
Qin Minghuang rubbed her temples and rested for a while.
The floods in the three prefectures were largely resolved with relief funds and supplies, relieving the immediate crisis.
Most importantly, it did not cause hardship to the people or waste resources, nor did it shake the foundation of the imperial court.
Setting that aside for the moment, she turned her thoughts to the north.
This year, the northern border is not peaceful. The Shuofeng Dynasty has repeatedly attacked the border, and the northern frontier has been in a state of war preparedness.
After several battles with mixed results, military pay and provisions were gradually depleted, eventually leading to an empty treasury.
They had originally thought that the pressure would ease after the autumn harvest, and that by the time winter came and the land was covered in ice and snow, the Shuofeng Dynasty would have no choice but to withdraw its troops.
Unfortunately, the flooding is severe now. If it cannot be controlled in time, and a few more torrential rains flood the land, the consequences will be...
A single hair can affect the whole situation; disaster relief is of utmost urgency, but who is capable of shouldering this great responsibility?
There is a risk of unrest in the disaster area, and Princess Qin Zhaoqiong is the most suitable candidate at this time.
He is skilled in military affairs and can command garrison troops, which can at least control the disaster and prevent it from developing into an irreversible situation.
However, if only she is sent, it will surely be opposed by the court. In order to silence them, a prince must also be sent.
However, Zhaoqiong is too straightforward in her actions and lacks a bit of tact.
Just then, a name suddenly flashed through Qin Minghuang's mind, and her expression immediately turned ugly.
Are you crazy?! How could you even think of her?
She instinctively rejected it, but upon closer reflection... considering her true feelings during her audience with the emperor in the imperial study, her talent seemed to be a valid reason...
Just as Qin Minghuang was hesitating, someone came to report.
Soon, a woman dressed in blue and wearing a veil knelt on one knee before the emperor.
"All of you, get out."
"yes."
Su Quan immediately moved, and all the servants in the room, including himself, withdrew.
That's the Xuanji Guard, an intelligence organization personally controlled by the Empress, responsible for monitoring the entire country and its officials.
Su Quan, who dared to deal with the Sixth Princess, didn't even raise his head. His gaze was fixed on the floor tiles, and he walked quite a distance before stopping.
The area around the Imperial Study was guarded so tightly by the Azure Phoenix Guards that it was impossible for any information to leak out.
"Your Majesty," a hollow voice, seemingly devoid of any emotion, rang out.
"A maid in the Sixth Princess's residence has an affair with the son of the owner of that pharmacy, and he promised to elope with her after the affair is settled."
In fact, the shopkeeper had sold the shop half a month ago. His subordinates tracked it down and found traces of it in Linhai Prefecture, Canglong East Road.
The entire family, including the waiter, totaling thirteen people, perished at sea and their whereabouts remain unknown.
Qin Minghuang remained unmoved.
Those who dare to harm the princess are definitely not ordinary forces.
Xiao Liu's extraordinary abilities were something she had only just noticed, and she was at the bottom of the list in terms of reputation and power among the princesses.
So, setting aside the possibility that it was aimed at her personally, it can only be directed at all the princesses.
Why are they already so impatient when there's no news of an heir apparent being even mentioned in court?
Linhai Prefecture is the maritime gateway to the east, with a monopoly on sea transport, salt, and iron, which happens to be related to the business of the Duke of Zheng's mansion.
Is this a mudslinging tactic? Or a deliberate attempt to create confusion?
"Investigate again."
"yes."
After the Xuanji Guards left, Qin Minghuang pondered for a long time alone in the Imperial Study.
Having learned his lesson from Xiao Liu, would he repeat the same trick if given a new opportunity?
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