Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Compared to Emperor Jiaheng, who was sighing and complaining in the palace, Shu Jiao had begun to embrace herself in Huaibei Prefecture.

Anyway, she was the oldest among everyone on the trip.

She sent a group of people out to investigate clues, while Shu Jiao herself wandered around the streets and within two days bought a large mansion with mountains, water, pavilions, and terraces.

"This is great!"

"That's not bad either."

Shu Jiao and 003 sat on the stage, eating melon seeds and drinking tea, pointing and gesturing to the group of people below.

"This won't do, there's a sugar daddy here."

003 glanced at it and shook his head, "This is even worse, this is kidney deficiency."

Shu Jiao: ...

"Isn't there anyone outstanding in Huaibei Prefecture?"

Shu Jiao said with considerable regret.

"Click."

003 bit into a sunflower seed, "Host sister, I've already told you, Gan Yan is exceptionally beautiful. You really don't want her?"

"trouble."

Shu Jiao lazily switched legs and lifted one, "Let's keep looking, who knows, a beauty might pop up in some nook or cranny..."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"grown ups."

A woman dressed in blue entered, bowed, and said, "It has been confirmed that Zeng De owns 20,000 mu of fertile land, and his assets, including antiques, rare items, and paintings, are preliminarily estimated to exceed one million taels of silver..."

Hey!

Big fish!

Shu Jiao's expression turned serious, and she changed from her previous carefree and unrestrained demeanor to a serious one. "How many can be confirmed?"

"At least 15,000 mu of fertile land and 700,000 taels of silver."

"enough."

Shu Jiao took the token from her waist. "Take the Emperor's secret decree and my token, and mobilize the troops to surround the Zeng residence tonight."

"Yes!"

The woman bowed, took the token, and left.

This woman, named Caiwei, was originally just an informant in Emperor Jiaheng's harem. However, due to her outstanding abilities, she was spotted by Shujiao and promoted repeatedly.

He is now an official.

After Caiwei left, Shujiao frowned slightly and immediately wrote a letter to Emperor Jiaheng.

The situation in Huaibei Prefecture is serious; it seems we'll have to bleed money out of them.

Emperor Jiaheng was also decisive, summed up in one word—

kill.

Fine.

Since Emperor Jiaheng dared to speak, Shu Jiao dared to take action.

She quickly turned the entire Huaibei Prefecture upside down, killing countless people.

The impeachment memorials from the capital flew to Emperor Jiaheng's hands like snowflakes.

About half a month later, Emperor Jiaheng sent another letter to Shu Jiao.

Shu Jiao thought that Emperor Jiaheng had given in to the pressure from his court officials and decided to make her stop, but when she opened it—

He Yao, the legitimate daughter of the Minister of War, disguises herself as a man and works in a brothel. She gets into a fight with the second son of the Marquis of Feng over a courtesan!

The letter vividly described the scene of the two unfortunate children fighting.

What? Her nose bled? He Yao kicked Feng Hou's second son off the second floor? Their battle for love was so intense, it was as if everyone was there.

[By the way. That courtesan was eventually redeemed by He Yao and settled in brothels.]

It took a full eight pages to write.

It was written by Emperor Jiaheng himself, which excited him greatly.

He added casually at the end that Shu Jiao could rest assured in Huaibei, as he would handle things in the court. He had already blacklisted several of the most troublemakers, waiting for Shu Jiao to return so they could cause trouble together.

After reading it, Shu Jiao's lips twitched slightly.

Think for two seconds, then pick up the pen and start writing.

[Your Majesty, if I remember correctly, when the late Lady Hou was alive, she arranged a betrothal between the second son of Marquis Feng and He Yao.]

However, not many people know about this.

Most of them are still dead.

Now we'll see if the two families still acknowledge the marriage. If they do, things will get interesting.

Incidentally, Shu Jiao also wrote down some interesting stories to send back to him.

Emperor Jiaheng watched with great interest, wishing he could immediately bestow a marriage upon He Yao and the second son of Marquis Feng, and also bring the courtesan into the palace.

I just hope that the three of them can live a good life from now on.

With this back-and-forth correspondence, Shu Jiao managed to clear out about 60-70% of Huai Bei's situation before turning back to Beijing.

As soon as I rode my horse to the city gate, I saw a large group of people going in.

Upon entering the palace, they discovered that the envoys were from a vassal state.

"Shameless thing."

Emperor Jiaheng curled his lip. "You want everything. My weapons, my money, my silks and tea... and you want to trade them for those worthless trinkets?"

"Who are you trying to embarrass?"

The disdain was palpable even from 800 meters away.

"What did you give me?"

Shu Jiao asked with a hint of curiosity.

"It's the same every year, nothing new."

Sun Wenzhong pulled out a booklet from the side and handed it to Shu Jiao. "Take a look. Sulfur, that flimsy knife, leopard skin, shark skin, two live peacocks, rhinoceros horn and ivory."

None of them are anything precious.

Or rather, to the royal family, they were all just scraps that were barely acceptable.

Shu Jiao: ...

Shark skin?

She was barely interested.

When I had nothing to do, I went over to take a look and realized that what was called "fish skin" was actually just shark skin.

"Well, it's good enough that we have it."

Shu Jiao smiled slightly. "What good things could a small country like this have? This ginseng is a life-saving medicine, after all."

"what."

Sun Wenzhong shook his head. "The imperial physicians have all examined them. These ginsengs that were sent here are fine for nourishing the body, but they're not quite enough to prolong life."

"Humph."

Emperor Jiaheng snorted twice in considerable dissatisfaction, "This is all they dare to ask me for methods of planting rice and wheat, and they even dare to ask me to send people to teach them how to farm."

Is he a fool?

What if we let these barbarians eat and drink their fill, and then they develop and threaten our own country?

It's impossible to give it to them.

I'd rather die than...

"Here."

Shu Jiao smiled and put down the booklet. "We need to show some magnanimity. They've come with generous gifts, just asking for our people to have enough to eat. How can we just stand by and watch them suffer?"

Ok?

Why are these words so chilling coming from Shu Jiao's mouth?

Emperor Jiaheng and Sun Wenzhong exchanged a glance, and the master and servant nodded in tacit agreement.

"Give?"

Emperor Jiaheng asked a probing question.

"Give!"

Shu Jiao nodded slightly, "But, we can't just give it away casually."

really.

Hearing this, Emperor Jiaheng and Sun Wenzhong felt relieved.

I knew Shu Jiao couldn't be a kind and benevolent person.

After all, what good could someone be if they hung out with those two?

"Tell me, how should I give it to you?"

Emperor Jiaheng raised an eyebrow slightly. "Give me less? Or ask for a higher price?"

"This method is too low-level."

Shu Jiao raised her index finger and shook it slightly, lowering her voice, "Don't they want rice seeds? Let's roast the seeds first, then tell them that these seeds have an extremely high yield per acre and sell them to them at a high price..."

When those vassal states can't grow the crops and their domestic grain production decreases, they can take advantage of the situation and plunder!

Emperor Jiaheng and Sun Wenzhong leaned over to listen, and the more they listened, the more dazed they became.

Finally, Emperor Jiaheng stared at Shu Jiao, hesitating to speak, "I can't be such a scoundrel, can I?"

Sun Wenzhong: ...

Suddenly, I felt that he had achieved a perfect ending to his life.

"What are you saying, Your Majesty?"

Shu Jiao looked at him in surprise, "Our seeds are selective about where they grow; they just won't grow elsewhere. Who can we blame for that?"