Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Meng Tingyue continued speaking: "Even if she is just a maid in the mansion, she is also a citizen of the Great Zhou and a member of my family. Anyone who bullies me is a slap in my face."

"Considering our past kindness, I will be lenient and give you a small punishment. I hope you will be more careful with your words and actions in the future."

"If you still wish to remain at the Crown Prince's residence, please go there in person to receive the five lashes of the cane. If you wish to leave... please leave on your own accord. Do not act under the Crown Prince's or my name in the future."

Meng Tingyue was betting that Meng Dongliang would not give up the wealth and splendor of the Prince's Mansion.

Meng Dongliang's face turned pale, then blue, and then white, and then black. After realizing that asking the Crown Prince for help was useless, he could only glance at Meng Tingyue in anger and said through gritted teeth, "I'll go and take the punishment!"

After saying this, he no longer had any interest in lingering over the dazzling array of delicacies on the table and hurriedly followed Ling Qi away.

Without that annoying person at the table, Meng Tingyue enjoyed her meal with relish, feeling very comfortable.

"You don't believe me?" Shen Yunheng said lightly, his eyes fixed on Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue's eyes moved, and she looked at Shen Yunheng with a smile, "How could that be? I was afraid of dirtying my husband's hands. It's such a simple matter, and you don't need to do it."

Shen Yunheng looked at the smiling face, as if trying to discern the truth in her words.

In the end, he chose to believe it.

……

In the next few days, Meng Tingyue made a special trip to visit the retired soldiers.

All the soldiers who were suitable to be bodyguards were picked out by Shen Yunheng, and the injuries on the remaining people were more serious.

Some lost their arms, some lost their legs.

Some had one eye pierced, others had become mentally ill due to poisoning and torture.

Feng Yi sent people to teach them how to wash, dry, and grind flower petals and herbs, as well as some simple chores.

For those with better memory and more careful minds, she would have someone teach them how to sort herbs or count goods.

After the Ningxiang ointment was produced, the escort company's escorts also set out to Jiangnan to transport the goods.

While Fengyi was preparing to open her shop, Meng Qingjiao was also preparing to open her shop.

"Crown Princess, I heard that the shop opened by Princess Qing Ming'er is also called Ningxiangju. What should we do? Should we change the name?"

Qing Dian hurriedly reported the news he had heard from outside to Meng Tingyue one by one, and his anxiety could not be concealed in his words.

Meng Tingyue never expected that Meng Qingjiao would even copy the name exactly.

Meng Tingyue's heart moved slightly. After a moment's hesitation, she gently opened her red lips and ordered, "Then change the word 'ju' to 'ge'. Immediately order the craftsmen to make a new plaque overnight."

"Yes."

"Also," Meng Tingyue suddenly remembered something and added, "Send someone out to spread the word that all the items in Ningxiangyuan are of top quality."

"Send some more people to wait in front of the shop early in the morning, and then you can pick out one or two good and cheap things at random."

Qing Lan's face was filled with confusion when she heard this, and she couldn't help but ask, "Crown Princess, why are we promoting Princess Qing's shop and even going to her shop to buy goods? Shouldn't we be promoting our own shop?"

"Only by praising Meng Qingjiao to the top of the world will she fall harder." After she finished speaking, an imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

When the two heard this, their minds suddenly became clear, and they praised in unison: "The Crown Princess is wise."

Meng Tingyue opened her lips and ordered, "Tomorrow, our perfume and powder shop will have a grand opening. Customers who purchase Ningxiang Cream from our shop and can recommend a relative or friend to patronize our shop will both receive a 20% discount."

"Yes." Qingdian obeyed the order.

The next morning.

Meng Qingjiao got up early, dressed up carefully, then quietly went out and found an ideal location where she could hide herself and have a good view of everything happening in the new shop.

She planned to secretly observe the situation of her new shop. Seeing the endless stream of people coming to the door, her eyes were filled with joy and pride.

Ziqing's voice was filled with joy as she reported the good news in detail, "Princess, I've heard that the many treasures in Ningxiang Residence are in short supply, and many customers are eagerly looking forward to purchasing one or two."

"Right now, the craftsmen in the workshop are working furiously to create new goods, fearing that they will delay the expectations of our distinguished guests."

"I think it won't be long before most of the prosperous areas in the capital will know the name of Ningxiangju."

"When the prince knows about this great achievement, he will definitely praise the princess endlessly."

There was a deep joy in Meng Qingjiao's eyes, and she was obviously very pleased with Ziqing's praise.

She asked proudly, "What's going on at Ningxiang Pavilion?"

Ziqing smiled flatteringly, "I just sent someone to check out Ningxiang Pavilion, and saw that there were only a few guests inside. Compared to the prosperity and splendor of our Ningxiang Residence, it's a world of difference."

When Meng Qingjiao heard this, the smile in her eyes became more cheerful, as if the haze that had been accumulating in her heart for a long time was swept away.

She thought to herself: How can Meng Tingyue be compared with me this time?

She opened her red lips slightly and ordered, "When you go back, give everyone extra wages. Have them work tirelessly overnight to make more Ningxiang pills."

Upon hearing this, Ziqing quickly bowed and agreed, "Yes, Princess."

……

Meng Tingyue leisurely finished her meal before slowly stepping out of the mansion. The carriage slowly passed by Ningxiang Residence, where guests filled the room like clouds, a constant stream of people. Yet, her eyes remained as calm as water, without a single ripple.

"Crown Princess," Qing Lan reported softly, a hint of discontent in her tone, "I've heard that Ningxiangju's newly released Ningxiang Pills are so affordable that they've almost sold out in just half a day since opening."

"Many people are rushing to pre-order the new products. The momentum is so strong that it cannot be underestimated."

"Shouldn't we also take this opportunity to spread the word? After all, our Ningxiang Ointment, both in quality and effectiveness, is a thousand times superior to those Ningxiang Pills."

Qinglan's words were full of indignation.

In her heart, the Ningxiang ointment prepared by the Crown Princess herself is a rare treasure in the world, a million times better than those Ningxiang pills.

Meng Tingyue looked at her face full of resentment, raised her slender fingers, lightly tapped her smooth forehead, and a warm smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

“Good things are never afraid of being hidden in a remote alley. There will always be someone with a discerning eye who will discover and fall in love with their uniqueness.”

“Only a shop that can stand the test of time and continue to attract customers can be called a true success.”

The carriage drove past Ningxiangju and slowly stopped at the door of Ningxiang Pavilion.

As I walked into the cabinet, I saw only a few women walking leisurely between the shelves, and the atmosphere seemed particularly peaceful.

The shopkeeper spotted Meng Tingyue at once and hurried forward to greet her, bowing respectfully: "I respectfully welcome you, my master."