I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

"I wonder if the Third Princess could explain in detail the exact number of salt ponds mentioned in the ditch-beach salt drying, as well as the size of the square salt pans?"

"Is there any explanation for the height difference between the beach and the pool?"

“What’s the difference between brine making and other methods?”

"How many days does it take to dry the brine?"

Su Jinyue was overwhelmed by the questions. You asked her how she knew all the information. Su Jinyue, who loved gossip, knew so much because she read a lot of novels and remembered the general idea.

Su Jinyue sat up straight, "Ahem, God said it cannot be said, the best strategy is to adapt to local conditions."

The Minister of Works, who had been diligently searching for the answer, frowned and pondered upon hearing this.

After three breaths, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Su Jinyue with eagerness in his eyes. He had a sense of sudden enlightenment and freedom. He laughed loudly, thanked Su Jinyue, and strode out of Yuehua Palace.

As for what he had figured out, Su Jinyue didn't know, and neither did anyone else.

All everyone knew was that from today onwards, Wang Wan and the Minister of Works never troubled the Third Princess during court meetings again, and they even took good care of her.

The old man left in a rage, leaving the two siblings, one big and one small, staring at each other.

Fusu was the first to break the silence, and asked in a gentle voice, "Third sister, why didn't you acknowledge the immortal disciple we discussed with our father during the court meeting?"

So you came to ask about this.

Of course, Su Jinyue would not tell him that this was a trick she came up with after she had learned a bloody lesson from chasing three main characters and all of them collapsed. She combined the pretentious routines of hundreds of cool novels with the hype of entertainment gossip to create this trick of pretending to be a god.

Su Jinyue asked Xiang Fusu with a profound look on her face, "Brother, if someone gave you an orange and told you it was very sweet and asked you to buy it, what would you think?"

Fusu looked puzzled. "Of course it depends on how much money you have. If you have less money, you buy less. If you have more money, you buy more."

Su Jinyue covered her face in pain, so kind!

There's no hope. There's really no hope.

She looked at Fusu with a troubled expression, "Shouldn't I taste it first to make sure it's really sweet?"

Seeing that Fusu was in deep thought again, Su Jinyue could only continue.

"Brother, it's not like you'll tell someone something and they'll believe it. Most people only believe what they see. Especially after you deny it, if they dig deeper and discover something on their own, they'll be even more convinced."

Su Jinyue looked at Fusu, who was fooled by a few words again, and sighed and shook her head.

Yes, you have to rely on yourself.

"Has the Shaofu Ling arrived?" Su Jinyue called out to the palace maid standing at the door.

The maid bowed her head and replied, "Replying to the Third Princess, the Minister of the Imperial Household is waiting outside the palace."

"Okay, let him in!"

Cai Yan, the Shaofu Ling, bowed as he entered the hall. Seeing that Prince Fusu was also there, he immediately bowed.

"Your humble servant greets the eldest son, Her Royal Highness the Third Princess."

"No courtesy, sit down."

The Shaofu Ling sat down on the chair at the bottom. Just then, a lady brought him a drink, so he bowed and asked.

"I wonder why the Third Princess summoned me here?"

Su Jinyue took a sip of the soup, which was sour and sweet, with a slight bitter taste of barley tea. It was said to be brewed from millet and sour fruits, and was specially offered as tribute.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask the craftsmen if the desks in the Great Hall of Imperial Court are finished?"

The Minister of the Imperial Household replied, "It has been completed. We can move in as soon as your Majesty gives the order."

"Okay, then you go back and wait for news. I'll let Big Brother report this matter."

"Yes, I'll take my leave." Cai Yan bowed and left the hall.

The Shaofu Ling left, but Fusu continued to sit in Yuehua Palace with his back straight, looking distressed and waiting for relief, which really delayed Su Jinyue's Ge You lying down.

So, Su Jinyue decided to take her good brother to Qiaozhu.

"Brother, food is the most important thing for the people. I've found a way to quickly raise pigs. Would you like to come with me and help monitor the evaluation?"

Fusu readily agreed.

A quarter of an hour later, Fusu stood outside the pigpen, feeling cold all over.

The palace servant who was castrating the pigs in the pen was very skillful and efficient.

The third sister, who was watching the palace maid's swordsmanship, was so excited that she even asked for some snacks to liven up the atmosphere.

"Brother, come and sit down. We are closer here and can see more clearly."

"Ah!" another piglet screamed.

Fusu always felt that some hidden place on his body began to ache slightly.

"Third sister, I realized that I haven't reported to His Majesty yet about the installation of chairs in the Court Hall. I'll go over right away and have you sit at the desk tomorrow."

Su Jinyue stared at the palace maid intently, and waved to Fusu without turning back, "Okay, then you go, big brother!"

Fusu left as if he was escaping.

As soon as he stepped out of the feeding place, he heard the chatter of the palace servants nearby, and Fusu couldn't help but slow down his pace.

At the corner of the palace wall, two little palace maids put their heads together and spoke in low voices, as if they were afraid of being heard.

"Have you heard? Over at the farm, they castrate pigs every day. I heard the Third Princess came up with this method, which makes the pigs grow fast and fat without smelling fishy."

"Hmph, what's with the term 'divine disciple'? She just refuses to admit it. Otherwise, she would have been exposed. I don't think she's unwilling to admit it, but rather afraid to. I'm afraid she must have learned these methods from some demon!"

"That's right, they can even think of such a vicious method. We don't dare go to the farm because every time we get close, we hear the cries of piglets."

Fusu just stood there in a daze and shouted loudly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Food is the most important thing for the people. Only when they have meat can they have the strength to farm. How come my third sister's pig-raising method, which she came up with for the benefit of the people, has become so unbearable when it comes to you?!"

The two young palace maids had already been frightened to the point of kneeling on the ground, trembling and kowtowing repeatedly, saying that they were confused and had wrongly accused the third princess, and begged the eldest son to spare their lives.

Fusu felt extremely aggrieved for his third sister and wanted to go back to find Su Jinyue immediately, but after thinking about it, he turned around and ran to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng looked at his eldest son who had hurried into the palace, put down his writing brush, and asked gently, "Why are you so flustered?"

Fusu told out the rumors he had just heard one by one, and at the end he begged Ying Zheng to clear his third sister's name.

"Your Majesty, the laws of the Great Qin are strict and merits and demerits are clearly distinguished. Please do not disappoint Third Sister."

Ying Zheng stared at his overly upright son and remembered what Su Jinyue once said, "If a child is not taught well, it is the fault of the father. Teaching a child with a whip will only push the child further and further away."

Thinking of Fusu who committed suicide out of filial piety in history, Ying Zheng softened his tone for a rare time and analyzed the matter to Fusu.

"Do you think the Third Princess doesn't know about this?"

"Do you think I am unaware of this?"

Upon hearing this, Fusu looked up at Ying Zheng in surprise.

"Yes, she knows it, and I know it too. In fact, we deliberately condoned it."

Ying Zheng looked at Fusu thoughtfully and continued to ask.

"What is respect? What is fear? Fear is respect; fearlessness is disrespect."

Ying Zheng walked up to Fusu, who was frowning in thought, and for the first time took the initiative to approach his eldest son, reaching out and patting Fusu's shoulder.

"With awe in their hearts, they will know when to stop. We still have a long way to go, and only by making them feel awe can we go a long way."