Top white, rich and beautiful, the princess is reborn and the revenge story

Zhao Yuanqing entered the palace and asked to see the emperor, "Father, I have a request that you make. Please grant it."

"You tell me first."

The emperor sat behind the dragon table, looking older than before, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and a hint of white at his temples.

The emperor was indeed in a bad mood. The Fourth Prince was dead, and Concubine Ming was also dead. The people who used to make him happy like larks were all gone at once, and the emperor was still a little uncomfortable.

In addition, the three daughters were also a cause for concern. Zhao Yushu married into the Wumeng Kingdom, but after arriving there, she did not help to mediate the relationship. She was as good as dead and of no use at all.

Zhao Baozhu made the emperor even more upset. After she married into the Cui family, almost all the Cui family members died out. She was labeled as a husband-killer, and as a result, all the daughters of the royal family had difficulty getting married. A while ago, the ministers had arranged marriages for their children, for fear that the emperor would arrange marriages for them. It was really frustrating.

Since then, Zhao Baozhu was like a hysterical person, sometimes crazy and sometimes laughing, and her behavior became more and more rampant. If it were not for Concubine Hui's plea, the emperor would have scolded her long ago. But forget it, she is his daughter after all, so forget it.

The only one who was still normal was Zhao Yuanqing, but when the emperor thought of Zui Xiangfeng who had amassed huge wealth and the ministers who had complained to him recently, he sighed and felt annoyed.

"Father, I want to travel outside the capital to check out the economic conditions in various places and open a branch of Zui Xiang Feng there."

The emperor was displeased. "Your Zui Xiang Feng is already making enough money. Do you want to expand it nationwide? Shanzhen, are you really, as others say, trying to make all the money from spices and compete with the people for profit?"

Zhao Yuanqing asked in surprise, "Father, why do you say that? Famous brands in the capital have opened multiple branches, like the silk shop Ruininghang and the dim sum shop Twenty-First Street. Which one doesn't have branches all over the world? They make much more money than I, your son, do, so why don't you accuse them of competing with the people for profit?"

The emperor was furious, "You are a princess, different from them."

"How is it different? They are the emperor's subjects, and I am also his subjects. We are all subjects, and we should have equal rights. Does that mean they are the only ones who can earn money in this world, and I am not allowed to?"

The emperor was displeased, feeling that Zhao Yuanqing's attitude was disrespectful. He said coldly, "Stop talking. I don't agree with this. You are a legitimate princess, with fiefdoms and rewards. You are much better off than a commoner. You don't need to open a shop."

"So what if I'm a princess? Father, I have some fiefs, but that's my compensation!"

"Nonsense! That's my reward to you, how can it be compensation? I don't owe you anything!"

"Father, I am indeed a princess and have enjoyed some benefits, but I will also pay a corresponding price.

Look at Zhao Baozhu. She was stripped of her princess title and married to the Cui family by her father. Now she is a widow with a ruined reputation. As her father, the emperor should have protected her, but he abandoned her.

Besides, Zhao Yushu was sent by her father to the Wumeng Kingdom for marriage. It was desolate and cold there, with no crops to grow, and life was difficult. I heard that the people there were barbaric and uncouth, and I don’t know how hard life must have been.”

Upon hearing the names of these two people, the emperor fell silent.

"Father, your sons and ministers have indeed enjoyed some benefits, but they have also borne a huge price. Although the common people do not have fiefs, they will not be sent to other countries to marry in times of turmoil!

It's clearly the men's fault, so why should women bear the consequences? And we princesses are the first to bear the brunt of it!"

Thinking of his past life experiences, Zhao Yuanqing was furious. "So what if I'm a princess? I sound so noble, but when I'm in the enemy country, I'm not even as good as a servant, and I'm humiliated by them!"

"How dare you! Shut up!"

This statement greatly irritated the emperor. Everyone knew the fact, but no one spoke to the emperor about it for fear of angering him.

The emperor threw the jade paperweight on the table to the ground. With a "clang", the fine chicken oil yellow turned into pieces.

Haha, Zhao Yuanqing sneered. When he was hit on the sore spot, he started to lose his temper and smash things. His father was more incompetent than he thought. If Daqing Kingdom could suppress Wumeng Kingdom, there would be no need to send the princess to marry.

"I insist! I would rather exchange with the daughters of those commoners. I will be a commoner, and they will be the princess. They will go to other countries to marry!"

Zhao Yuanqing's eyes turned red with anger. The emperor calmed down and saw that she was really sad and didn't seem to be pretending.

Maybe he was stimulated by what happened to Zhao Baozhu and Zhao Yushu.

After all, this was his last daughter, so the emperor softened his heart and said, "Shanzhen, I won't treat you like that, don't worry."

"Your Majesty, your words are not a joke. Father, do you dare to swear that you will never send me to marry?"

The emperor was silent, he couldn't.

Because what Zhao Yuanqing said was absolutely correct. No matter in which dynasty, an important function of a princess was to arrange marriages. She would either be given to a minister or sent as a foreign marriage. Only those who were extremely favored could live a happier life.

Two lines of tears fell down, Zhao Yuanqing's eyes were red like a rabbit, he sniffed and said weakly,

"I understand, Father. Don't worry. I will marry whoever you want me to marry in the future, even if it means marrying someone from a country thousands of miles away. I will definitely not make things difficult for you, Father."

The emperor's heart softened, and a huge sense of guilt rose from his heart. His own daughter had been sent away to marry a foreign prince in exchange for benefits for the country. What's wrong with opening a shop to make money? These ministers were really blind. They didn't understand the princess's difficulties at all, nor did they understand my difficulties. They only knew how to find fault every day.

Zhao Yuanqing glanced at his face and said, "I won't open the shop anymore. I'll be sent out to marry a foreign prince anyway, so what's the point of opening a bigger shop? Father, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, Zhao Yuanqing bowed, turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, a voice came from behind, "Wait."

Zhao Yuanqing lowered his head, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Father, what's the matter?"

The emperor pondered and said, "I have considered it. Opening a shop is not a big deal. You can open it if you want. You can go wherever you want."

Zhao Yuanqing looked at the emperor with bright eyes, "Really?"

"real!"

"Father is so kind! Father is so awesome!"

"Okay, okay, but it's not safe for you to travel as a woman. I will send you a group of soldiers to protect your safety."

"Yes."

The matter was resolved, Zhao Yuanqing was happy, and the emperor was also happy, "Come here, bring ten tea cakes that were newly offered by Jiangnan."

The people of Daqing love tea, especially tea cakes. Zhao Yuanqing is also a tea lover. The eunuch brought ten tea cakes, wrapped in brown oil paper, but the fragrance could not be blocked.

The emperor said kindly, "Shanzhen, you have always loved drinking tea. Since you are going out, take these tea cakes with you. Whenever you miss your father and mother, take them out and have a cup."

"Thank you, Father."

Zhao Yuanqing left the palace contentedly with ten tea cakes. The emperor looked at her straight back and narrowed his eyes. His daughter was becoming more and more ambitious.

Zhao Yuanqing left the high palace walls behind. She walked neither fast nor slow, like the most patient hunter.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuanqing sneered. No wonder people said that women should use softness to overcome hardness and be as gentle as water. As long as they pretended to be an innocent idiot, looked at the men with admiration when they spoke, and pretended to be obedient and weak, they could get what they wanted.

Being weak is sometimes more useful than being tough. It turns out that men like women who are weak.

The palace gate was just around the corner. The vermilion gate was more than ten meters high, and the golden rivets on it were firmly nailed to the door, as if they could nail down the lives of countless people and lock them tightly in the palace.

Zhao Yuanqing stepped over the high threshold, her eyes became sharp. What a pity, she didn't want to be like this anymore, she didn't want to be weak and try to please others, and let others control her life.

She wants to be the master of her own life, and if she wants something, she can get it with her own hands.