The dazzling jewels in the secret room dazzled Qin Zhaoyue's eyes.
Various gold and jade artifacts, precious antiques, calligraphy and paintings, ancient books, pearls and agate... there are too many to take in at a glance.
Her princess's mansion and the Pavilion of Rare Treasures are a joke compared to this pile of stuff.
"Is this a portion for me? Shall I pick first?"
Yin Zhe ignored her and quickly glanced at her.
There was no silver inside, but there was half a chest of gold ingots, not an exorbitant amount.
She realized that the leaders of the Nine Gates couldn't possibly be completely devoted to serving the aristocratic families, and it was only natural for them to use Chengyuan and Beili to amass wealth.
Therefore, there was very little gold and silver in the secret room; instead, there were many more valuable items.
The imperial court's pearls, precious jewelry, antiques, and calligraphy and paintings were all high-value rare treasures.
Even she couldn't immediately determine the value of the items in this secret room.
But it's not hard to imagine that converting all of it into money would be enough to solve a lot of problems.
Even if war breaks out in the North, it will probably be enough to consume military resources.
The floods in the three prefectures will inevitably affect this year's autumn harvest.
Now we don't need to rely on it too much, and we even have the resources to reduce taxes and implement benevolent policies.
Even Yin Zhe, who did not participate in court politics, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Regardless of the future impact on the aristocratic families, this income alone makes it worthwhile to sell.
In the end, the Nine Gates is just a martial arts sect, and this is even with most of their cash required to be handed over to the authorities. Their ability to amass wealth is terrifying.
"Purple tsk?"
Yin Zhe rolled his eyes. "Your Highness may have forgotten that the promise was for 10% of the proceeds from the provincial examination betting, and has nothing to do with these."
How could I not know! It's precisely because I know that my understanding is vague.
"I understand, I understand. It's the rule of the Xuanji Guard. I'm not greedy. How about everyone gets a share?"
Yin Zhe glanced at her with annoyance, so what kind of image does Xuanji Wei have in Xiao Liu's mind?
She didn't want to dwell on this, and said decisively:
"Your Highness, don't think about it anymore. I've already said that the national treasury is empty."
However, if the task is handled well, His Majesty might be pleased and reward you...
Qin Zhaoyue's face immediately fell. Who was she trying to fool with empty promises?
Wasn't it enough that I was constantly eating the empty promises my boss made in my past life? Do I have to keep eating them after I've transmigrated? Who are you kidding!
Looking at the room full of treasures, her heart ached.
My precious…
[Translated into Chinese: Oh my god, they all look like my god!]
Just then, Yin Zhe stepped forward and took out a pearl from the box in front of him.
Qin Zhaoyue's lifeless eyes suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.
What woman doesn't love jewelry? What old maid is pretending to be?
"Do you like it or not? It's okay, we're both women, we can understand."
There are so many, right? Even the God of Wealth couldn't possibly remember the exact number.
Who would know if one, two, seven, eight, or nine were missing?
How about we divide it 50/20?
No sooner had the voice transmission ended than Yin Zhe said softly:
"The size of a pigeon egg, as lustrous as the moon, with a uniform and flawless color, and the pearl is full and smooth as a mirror."
"Ha...this quality is so good, even the standards for imperial use are no better than this."
No, what you said is correct. Anyone can see that this pearl is of excellent quality.
But the key point is that Hidden Hibernation doesn't use telepathy; it shouts out loud.
Qin Zhaoyue was dumbfounded. Was this the legendary loud conspiracy?
Before she could react, Yin Zhe moved again, his hand covering another sandalwood box.
The edge of the lid is inlaid with a ring of extremely fine and soft deerskin.
When you open the box, you can clearly feel the resistance, and the inner wall is covered with thick and fluffy top-grade snow-white silk floss.
These are specially dried silk flosses that act as a buffer, and most importantly, they absorb moisture and retain heat.
Its shape looked unusual, so Qin Zhaoyue quickly went closer and found that it was a box within a box.
The second layer is a chased silver-gilt box, with auspicious cloud patterns chased all over the body, and jade inlaid on the lid knob and four corners.
Qin Zhaoyue, who runs the Qizhen Pavilion, does have a good eye for things.
This box has a high artistic value, which makes one even more eager to see what treasures are hidden inside.
The next moment, Yin Zhe opened the box.
Qin Zhaoyue: ……
Are you playing with nesting dolls here, a box within a box, a box within a box?
The wooden box opens to reveal a gold box, and the gold box opens to reveal a jade box. Are you kidding me?
She didn't notice that Yin Zhe's eyes trembled.
The focus of attention fell on the lining of the gold box, the inner wall of which was covered with an extremely fine and soft moon-white brocade.
At the same time, a faint fragrance could be detected.
That's right, it has three layers of seal, and each layer has specially treated sealing material.
Even though I was somewhat prepared, I still gasped when I opened the final box of mutton fat jade.
The camphor was a whole box of camphor!
Before being burned, the aroma of camphor is restrained and refined, extremely pure and clear.
An extremely clear and crisp aura spread out, like the first wisp of frosty wind blowing when you open the window on a crisp early winter morning.
It penetrates the nasal cavity and reaches the center of the mind!
Camphor is easily identifiable because its crisp, cool scent is unmatched by any other fragrance.
Unlike pearls, this fragrance is extremely rare.
It comes from a rare plant called Ruinao tree, which only grows in the deep valleys of southern Xinjiang, where miasma pervades and is rarely visited by people.
Since its discovery more than two hundred years ago, the Daqian government has stationed troops to contain it.
Legend has it that this tree was transformed from the place where an ancient dragon fell, and there are only a few records of it in the local indigenous tribes.
The legend is obviously unbelievable, but this incense is not only rare and unique, but also has a little-known effect: communicating with the divine.
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