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The next day, Zhou Changxian resumed his daily routine of paying respects to Concubine Yi at the Jianing Palace.

After paying her respects, she secretly began to plan and prepare.

On the third day, when Zhou Chang went to the Jianing Palace to pay his respects to Concubine Yi, he heard a piece of accurate news.

The emperor has asked the Ministry of Rites to draft an edict, demoting Prince Yi's original third-class prince title to that of a county prince on the grounds that Prince Yi damaged his imperial robes and behaved disrespectfully in front of the emperor.

"Oh, is it really that serious?" The news was said by Concubine Yi, Gu herself. The first person to be surprised was Concubine Jin, Ding.

Concubine Yi, Gu, shook her head helplessly: "Alas, perhaps His Majesty didn't want to do it either, so he put it aside for another two or three days. He was probably waiting for Prince Yi to apologize. If Prince Yi was willing to admit his fault, the matter would be over. Who knows, nothing came of it, His Majesty must be really sad."

"Alas, why is Prince Yi doing this? It's just a quarrel between father and son." Concubine Jin Ding also said.

The two men looked regretful, but there was clearly a gleam of gloating in their eyes.

Zhou Chang watched coldly and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The three levels of royal titles are only related to the size and quality of future fiefdoms. The next level up is the crown prince, and a prince has no qualifications to compete for the position of crown prince.

I don't know who was behind this, but with just a slight manipulation, even such a trivial matter, Prince Yi was completely excluded from the list of candidates for the crown prince. It was really smart.

"System? How much is Prince Yi worth now? Has the price dropped again?" Zhou Chang didn't care about Shen Rui's character and immediately asked in his heart.

"..." The viewpoint system did not answer immediately, and confirmed after a while, "It is confirmed that Prince Yi's value has been reduced to 11 million commissions."

"Eleven million? How about ten million? I still need one million in commission. If it's eleven million, where can I find it?"

The viewpoint system is still so straightforward: "The lowest is 11 million."

"Why? Isn't there still room for decline?" In order to achieve his goal, Zhou Chang didn't want to wait for others to get better.

The viewpoint system speaks only based on data: "Comprehensive data analysis shows that this is the lowest price."

"The lowest? Does that mean I'm still one million short?" Zhou Chang's heart suddenly felt like there was a hole in it, and his money was flowing out.

"At the moment." The viewpoint system never forgets to be rigorous.

Zhou Chang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, we agreed on 11 million. You should transfer the 8 million commission loan to me first."

"Ding, congratulations, the commission amounted to 8 million taels." The Viewpoint System did not delay for a second and added, "Until the loan is fully repaid, this system will charge an annual interest rate of 10%."

"Ten percent? Why don't you just go and rob? Ahem..." Zhou Chang almost yelled out again, but at least he managed to hide his expression by coughing. "You didn't make these words clear at the beginning, and now you're taking advantage of the situation."

The viewpoint system said in an emotionless and innocent tone: "This system is also in the process of learning. The rules are set according to the plane of your previous life. They are improved rules specifically for you."

"Bah, I'm an idiot if I believe you." Zhou Chang didn't believe a word of it. "Although I'm not good at math, I know how fast artificial intelligence can calculate and process data. You can complete something in just one second, so why do you need to learn it for several days? You're kidding me."

“……”The viewpoint system remained silent.

On second thought, how is her current state different from that of a ghost?

Coming to a strange dimension, traveling through a strange identity.

Thinking of this, a feeling of desolation and loneliness suddenly came over me.

"It seems that Concubine Rui's throat has not recovered yet?" Originally, the group of concubines around were chatting happily, but Concubine Xin suddenly mentioned Shen Rui.

Zhou Chang came back to his senses and regrouped: "What?"

Concubine Yi, Gu, also said at the top: "Yes, I see that you look listless. Since you recovered from your illness and came to Jianing Palace these few days, you haven't talked much. It seems that you need to recuperate for a while."

"Yes, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty." Zhou Chang was too lazy to say more and nodded to Concubine Yi.

Return to Bailing Pavilion from Concubine Yi’s Jianing Palace.

The first question Zhou Chang asked when he saw Hongzhi was, "What crown is your majesty wearing today?"

The reason why she had been inquiring about this matter every day during the past three days was to make plans for the future. She originally wanted to wait until Prince Yi's status dropped to 10 million, so that she could smoothly change her status.

If I could get the ruby ​​gold crown during this period, it would be like paying off a large loan in advance. Otherwise, when it comes to the prince, such an opportunity would be even harder to find.

Therefore, during these three days, Zhou Chang resumed paying his respects to Concubine Yi and visited various palaces as usual.

At the same time, he asked Hongzhi to pay attention to what clothes the emperor changed into and what crown he wore after the morning court every day.

The day before yesterday, it was not the red ruby ​​gold crown.

Yesterday, it wasn’t the carnelian gold crown.

Today, Hongzhi replied, "Miss, today the emperor is wearing a red jade and gold crown on his head."

"Is it the one Your Majesty wore when he had lunch with you half a month ago?" Zhou Chang wanted to ask for more details.

Hongzhi was not quite sure, so she just said, "I took a look from a distance, and it's probably true, at least it's yellow and red."

That should be what the customer ordered.

Zhou Chang asked Hongzhi to prepare the sachet that had been embroidered and was ready to be given to the emperor. He calculated the time and waited until the beginning of the evening when the emperor was supposed to have dinner before going to the treasure pavilion.

Emperor Lin liked to stay in the treasure pavilion no matter he had something to do or not. Although he was the emperor, he did not stop cherishing and loving money. Sometimes, he even loved treasures more than beauties, compared to the three thousand beauties in the harem.

The Treasure Pavilion, as the name suggests, contains all the rare treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings that the Emperor has collected over the years. He has also written an imperial decree that when he dies, all the items in the Treasure Pavilion must be buried with him in the imperial mausoleum.

"Your Majesty really didn't invite anyone else to dine with you today?" Zhou Chang asked worriedly on the way to the treasure pavilion.

Hongzhi confirmed: "I am sure that your Majesty has been in a bad mood these days and has not summoned anyone to sleep with him at night."

"Well, that's good." Everything was just right, and it was time for her to take the initiative.

When he arrived at the treasure pavilion, he directly asked to see Emperor Lin.

Emperor Lin had been busy all day and was half lying and half leaning on the Arhat bed admiring a green-glazed porcelain vase.

Zhou Chang entered, bowed, and presented the sachet, explaining the purpose of his visit: "During the time I have been recuperating in the palace, I have been thinking about Your Majesty, so I embroidered a sachet for Your Majesty. The weather will get hotter in the next two months, so you can put some wormwood and other medicinal powders in the sachet to repel mosquitoes and insects."

"Okay, okay." Emperor Lin took the sachet and put it aside. He glanced at Zhou Chang and showed some concern. "Is your throat better?"

"Thanks to your majesty, I'm better now." Actually, he wasn't completely healed. Zhou Chang still had a sore throat when he spoke, and he would still cough if he talked too much. So before leaving, he drank another bowl of Sichuan Fritillary and Snow Pear soup.

She still had a lot to say today, and she couldn't keep coughing in front of the emperor, as that would affect the effect of her "lines". "I hope your money can be like socks, you can't find it when you need it, but you can get a handful when you put it away."