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

Except for the Minister of Revenue, everyone else also felt that something was wrong.

"Yes, Your Highness, please do not be deceived by merchants. Merchants are full of the smell of money and always look superior. If the court really cooperates with merchants, who knows how they will look down on us."

"That's right. Merchants have always been the lowest class among the three classes of scholars, farmers, artisans and merchants. Merchants cannot take the imperial examinations. This is a rule set by our ancestors. How can this rule be abolished?"

Several people talked at once, trying to make Shen Yunheng change his mind.

Shen Yunheng's expression remained unchanged. He simply glanced at them calmly with his dark eyes. "If not, could you gentlemen come up with a better solution?"

Several people shut up instantly.

The Imperial Master stood aside. His voice, though quiet, was tinged with sarcasm. "You gentlemen, how amusing! You keep saying that merchants are lowly and look down on them. But who among you doesn't own a few shops? If that's true, aren't you all merchants, too?"

As soon as these words fell, someone immediately explained indignantly: "Grandmaster, the two cannot be equated. Although we run a shop in our mansion, it is also to support our family."

"If you talk about supporting a family, which businessman doesn't do it to support his family? Putting aside your official positions, how much nobler are you than them?" The national teacher's words were a blunt scolding to everyone in the audience.

Everyone was angry but dared not speak out.

At this moment, the emperor spoke impatiently to stop the farce, "Enough, enough, go outside if you want to quarrel."

"Prince, please explain your plan in detail again. If others have any objections, please feel free to contribute more silver and rice. If we have enough silver and rice, we won't need to cooperate with the merchants."

After hearing this, the ministers dared not say anything and could only shut up unwillingly.

Shen Yunheng took out the fundraising list that Meng Tingyue mentioned.

After the emperor listened carefully, his eyes showed admiration, "Good, this method is very good. How did the prince come up with this method?"

"This method was not actually thought up by me, your son. It was my wife who came up with it. I felt that this method was feasible, so I had the courage to propose it to your father." Shen Yunheng told the truth.

"Oh? This method was actually suggested by the Crown Princess?" A hint of surprise flashed across the Emperor's eyes, and his tone was full of admiration and relief. "The Crown Prince has married a virtuous wife."

"The Crown Princess came up with a brilliant plan as a reward."

"Your son thanks the emperor on behalf of my wife." Shen Yunheng said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

There were lightning, thunder and heavy rain outside the imperial study.

There was a lively conversation in the room.

It took a day to finalize the plan.

……

Qing Palace.

"Where is the princess?" The Prince of Qing was weak and covered with a thick cloak. He put the news he had just received into the stove and burned it.

"Your Highness, the princess is in Bright Moon Garden."

"Go to Bright Moon Garden."

In Jiaoyue Garden, Meng Qingjiao looked at the list brought by the servants, with an intense joy in her eyes.

Ziqing was waiting beside her, looking at the huge amount of grain above, his eyes filled with horror, and his tone was worried, "Princess, we secretly sold a shop, and used the money to buy so much rice. If we can't sell it, won't it be a waste of money?"

Meng Qingjiao glanced at her and hummed softly, "What do you know? This is a business opportunity. Once I raise the price of all this food and sell it all, I'll not only make back my money, but by then I can even buy one more, not to mention a whole shop."

"Why are you so sure, Princess?" Ziqing's eyes showed confusion.

"You have a stupid brain, and you won't understand even if I tell you."

Seeing her impatient expression, Ziqing had no choice but to shut up.

"Your Highness." The maid at the door bowed.

Meng Qingjiao looked outside the door and saw Prince Qing enter the room. She happily went to greet him.

"My husband is here."

"What are you looking at? You look so happy." Prince Qing raised his slender fingers and gently hooked her nose.

"This is a secret and cannot be told to the prince now." Meng Qingjiao pulled the person to sit beside the bed.

Prince Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "Oh? So mysterious?"

"Of course, if it succeeds we can make a lot of money." Meng Qingjiao looked proud.

"I didn't expect Jiaojiao to be quite accomplished in business. I underestimated you."

"Of course not. I know a lot. My husband, please don't underestimate me."

Prince Qing looked at Meng Qingjiao with a look of pride in his eyes, "Yes, my Jiaojiao is the best."

Meng Qingjiao's face was full of shyness and pride.

Prince Qing got to the point, "I came here today to ask Jiaojiao for some money."

A trace of panic flashed across Meng Qingjiao's eyes. "What does the prince want the money for?"

"The imperial court needs to prepare food for disaster relief, and as a prince, I naturally have to do my part. I don't need much, just one thousand taels will be enough."

He knew that with his own abilities and weak body, he could not come up with ten thousand taels of silver like his royal brother.

His family needed extra money to buy medicinal herbs, and he donated one thousand so that his name could be on the fundraising list.

At that time, he would send people to Hengzhou to spread the word and let the people know that he was also trying his best to help them.

Meng Qingjiao was completely panicked. How could she have imagined that King Qing would come to her to ask for money? She clearly remembered that this had never happened in her previous life.

"The court should pay for disaster relief. Why is my husband joining in on the fun?" Meng Qingjiao complained dissatisfiedly.

King Qing told Meng Qingjiao about the fundraising list.

Meng Qingjiao was skeptical. "It's just a list. So many people donated money, and they don't need a husband. Even if the people want to thank someone, they will only thank the court and the prince who raised the most money. It won't be our turn."

Hearing her say this, Prince Qing sighed inwardly and carefully explained the benefits to Meng Qingjiao.

Meng Qingjiao still didn't agree after hearing this. Seeing this, Prince Qing stopped explaining and said in a slightly heavier tone, "I have made up my mind. Jiaojiao, please take out one thousand taels of silver and give it to me."

Meng Qingjiao was immediately dissatisfied when she heard his tone getting heavier. She pouted and looked at Prince Qing with a resentful look on her face, "Your Highness married me, and the first time you got angry at me was because of this useless disaster relief donation."

Upon hearing this, Prince Qing immediately relaxed his tone and said soothingly, "I didn't mean to do that. You, a woman, don't understand the ways of the officialdom. I promise that donating this thousand taels will definitely benefit us more than it will harm us."

Meng Qingjiao turned sideways, deliberately avoiding the King of Qing's inquiring gaze, "No silver."

"How can there be no silver?" Upon hearing this, King Qing was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

"No, that's all. I didn't do that even if you were mean to me. I took the money and I promise I will earn it back." Meng Qingjiao finally told the truth.

"Did you use it all?"

Meng Qingjiao nodded gently, tears welling up in her eyes.

Seeing the gloomy expression on Prince Qing's face, the grievances in her heart surged like a tide. She couldn't help but let the tears slide down her cheeks and drip onto her clothes, leaving a mottled patch.