Qiao Xin stopped kneeling and stood up from the ground. She bowed to Emperor Wu and said, "Your Majesty, I am an old country woman who has never been to school and does not know any rules. If I have offended you, I hope you will be magnanimous and not take it personally.
I was going to return this land to you, but since you don't like it, we have no choice but to keep it ourselves. However, the land in Xianshui Town can't produce food, only salt. I can only offer salt to Your Majesty every year!"
As soon as Qiao Xin finished speaking, there were a few clangs, and the teacups in the hands of King Qi and Emperor Wu fell to the ground. They both stood up from their seats, their eyes wide open as they said, "Say it again, what did you say?"
"Your Majesty, she seemed to be talking about salt?"
The King of Qi fixed his eyes on Eunuch Cao's hand. Suddenly, he understood. No wonder Qiao Xin had been emphasizing that he must tell His Majesty the news in person and not let him get involved. This was really for his own good!
Salt, this is really not something that a free and easy prince like him can get involved in!
Qiao Xin said slowly, "Yes, it produces salt, and it is an open-air salt pond. The reserves of Dajing Kingdom are so high that more than ten generations of people can't finish them all!"
Emperor Wu was trembling all over and at one point he suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Why did this feeling feel so unreal!
Dajing State is located inland, with many mountains and no salt mines or salt wells. The only piece of land near the sea was lost by the last emperor of the previous dynasty.
From then on, people throughout the country had to beg others for salt.
Those salt merchants made a lot of money and were arrogant, but he, as the king of a country, was so poor that he almost had to pay for his pants.
However, the group of old stubborn people in the court advised him to be patient, otherwise the salt supply to the palace would be cut off.
Emperor Wu came to his senses and almost rushed to Eunuch Cao, snatched the paper bag from his hand, and tasted the salt inside himself.
It's salt, salty!
But Emperor Wu felt that there was no better taste than this!
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