After rebirth, the daughter of the marquisate went crazy

After having snacks, the three of them started shopping, visiting jewelry shops, clothing shops, fabric shops, rouge and powder shops... Wherever they went, whatever Ye Qingyu or Ye Qingya liked, she would have someone pack it up without blinking an eye and send it to the Duke's Mansion.

Lu Qianqian's eyes turned red with envy, and she was so jealous that she wanted to rush forward and snatch those exquisite jewelry.

Naturally, Ye Qingyu would also buy her some things as alms, but compared with Ye Qingya's, it was as pitiful as giving to a beggar.

Lu Qianqian was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she couldn't bear to throw the thing away, so she had to put it away with resentment.

Tired of shopping, Ye Qingyu took the two of them to Tianfu Restaurant for lunch. They ordered a table full of various dishes. Even if they only tasted a bite of each dish, they were still full.

After shopping for a whole day and spending money like water, Lu Qianqian felt a little numb, but she also strengthened her heart.

She must become the daughter of the Marquis's Mansion, and then all these things will be hers.

Ye Qingyu sent Lu Qianqian back to Chunhui Hall, and returned to her own courtyard with Ye Qingya.

Ye Qingya stared at her straight, with a gossipy expression on her face.

"Just say whatever you want to say."

"What are you doing today, Money-Giving Boy?"

Ye Qingyu smiled lightly, "Why, you're not happy even though I'm giving you money."

Ye Qingya shook her head. "Of course not, but you're being too obvious about Lu Qianqian. I think you're targeting her. What? Did she offend you?"

Ye Qingyu chuckled, "Not yet."

"So what are you doing?"

Ye Qingya was a little confused. Ever since returning from Nanhua Temple, Ye Qingyu's behavior made her feel that she was different. She couldn't tell exactly what had changed, but she seemed to be treating her better.

Ye Qingyu didn't answer her question, but smiled and chased her away, "Okay, you've been shopping all day. Aren't you tired? Go back and rest. Help me take this letter to my brother."

Ye Qingyu took out a letter from the account book and handed it to Ye Qingya.

She looked at Ye Qingyu with a puzzled expression, "What are you planning to do with Big Brother?"

Ye Qingya looked at her, and she secretly complained to herself, thinking that she was going to cause trouble.

"No, I just need your help with something."

Ye Qingyu just revealed what was going to happen to Ye Yanzhi in advance so that he could be mentally prepared.

Ye Qingya left with a puzzled look on her face, and Ye Qingyu picked up the account book on the table and continued to look at it.

Suddenly she thought of something and called Nianchun, "Go and call Uncle Fu."

Uncle Fu was the manager sent by her grandfather to help her run the shop.

"I've seen Miss."

"Uncle Fu, I have something to trouble you with."

"Take these banknotes and use them to buy grain and coal and hoard them. The more the better."

Uncle Fu took the banknote, satisfied but puzzled.

It is just the beginning of spring and the rice seedlings have just been planted. The grain on the market is from last year. The grain reserves in the mansion should be enough for the new grain to come in. It is a bit too early to stock up now.

It is understandable to stockpile grain, but coal is usually stockpiled when winter is approaching. The coal now is from last year, so it is a bit too early to buy it now.

"Miss, coal is cheap right now, and grain is cheap because it's all old grain. You'll have to buy a lot with 100,000. Or you want to open a coal shop, but now is not the right time to open one."

Ye Qingyu smiled faintly, "Don't worry, Uncle Fu. I have a plan in mind. Just help me buy it. No matter how much old grain and charcoal you can store, just store as much as you can. If you don't have enough silver, you can come to me for more. Oh, and remind the Duke's Mansion to also stock up on more grain and charcoal. They will be useful in the future."

"Yes."

Since it was the master's order, he had no choice but to obey even if he thought Ye Qingyu was joking.

It is almost March now, and everyone feels that spring is coming and the weather is getting warmer. However, at this time, it suddenly snows heavily. The crops in the fields have just started to grow, but they are frozen to death by the heavy snow. Snow disasters occur in various places. Because there is no charcoal for heating, countless people are frozen to death and frostbitten. Ye Qingyu hoards food and charcoal not to make money, but for some credit.

Thinking of the current emperor, Ye Qingyu couldn't help but sigh in her heart. How could she have forgotten to thank His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu?

I seem to be so busy lately that I even forgot to go to the Prince of Chu's Mansion to thank His Highness the Prince of Chu for saving my life. Ye Qingyu hurriedly called Wanqiu.

"Wanqiu, go find the calligraphy and paintings, rare books, and old medicinal herbs that my mother left me, and select the best ones to send over. I want to select some to give to His Royal Highness the King of Chu. Forget it, I'll go by myself to my private vault." Ye Qingyu's heart was filled with shame and anger towards herself. How could she have forgotten such an important matter?

Alas, His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu must not have had a good impression of her. She should have gone to thank him for saving her life the next day after returning home, but she was busy breaking up Marquis Ye's plan and saving her third cousin, and she forgot about His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu's life-saving grace. Damn it.

Wanqiu only then remembered such an important matter, "Miss, it is my fault. I forgot to give the reward gift to His Royal Highness the King of Chu."

Ye Qingyu patted her fair and perfect forehead in frustration, her beautiful face full of annoyance, "It's none of your business, I forgot. Oh, I must apologize to His Highness tomorrow."

Ye Qingyu personally went to the private vault to select three hundred-year-old wild ginsengs, famous paintings and calligraphy, rare books, jade, Ru kiln vases from the previous dynasty... In total, she selected dozens of items, each of which was very valuable.

The next day, Ye Qingyu brought a group of guards, drove two carriages to load the gifts, and drove to the Prince of Chu's Palace.

Ye Qingyu got off the carriage and came to the gate of Prince Chu's mansion. The person guarding the gate was none other than Commander Jiang from that day. "Commander Jiang, please inform me that Ye Qingyu from the Qingyuan Marquisate has come to pay her respects to His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu."

"Ms. Ye, please wait a moment."

Not long after, Commander Jiang came out and said, "Miss Ye, our prince wants to see you."

Ye Qingyu nodded slightly and followed him. Wanqiu directed the guards to move the gift boxes out of the carriage one by one.

The Prince of Chu's Mansion has winding corridors, carved beams and painted buildings. Led by Commander Jiang, Ye Qingyu came to the banquet hall of the Prince of Chu's Mansion.

"Miss Ye, the prince is inside, please come in."

Slowly walking in, I saw a man in a dark blue brocade robe sitting in the main seat. The man seemed not to notice anyone coming in. He was calmly drinking by himself, holding the white porcelain teacup in his bony hands, with his eyebrows lowered, and his handsome profile showing a cold and distant expression.

"Your humble servant Ye Qingyu greets His Royal Highness the King of Chu. I deserve death, and it has taken me so long to come here to thank you for saving my life."

Ye Qingyu knelt down abruptly, her voice full of shame and regret.

"It's okay, get up." The low voice was cold and distant, without any waves or emotions.