Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

But, Empress Dowager, Qianlong could not help but sigh helplessly. Although the Empress Dowager was usually kind to others, who could guarantee that there would be no mistakes when talking to Ziwei this time?

Although he had some concerns in his heart, he had to obey his mother's orders, so Qianlong had to obey the empress dowager's wishes. He carefully helped the delicate queen beside him, slowly turned around and walked towards Kunning Palace.

Before leaving, the queen's beautiful eyes were filled with worry. She turned her head reluctantly to look at Ziwei, who was still standing behind her. Ziwei's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a reassuring smile. She gently shook her head at the queen, indicating that she was fine and there was no need to worry.

Seeing this scene, the queen's anxious heart finally settled down a little, and then she left the Cining Palace with Qianlong with peace of mind.

Only the two of them were left in the Cining Palace, staring at each other.

Time passed little by little. Seeing that she was unwilling to speak for a long time, the Queen Mother had no choice but to speak first, "You are not Ziwei. The real Ziwei is not a fairy. Who are you?"

Ziwei looked at her with a smile. She was indeed the winner who had fought her way out of Yongzheng's harem. Qianlong and the others had never noticed this problem. Unexpectedly, she had discovered something wrong at the very beginning.

"You're right. I'm not Xia Ziwei. As soon as I opened my eyes, I found myself becoming Xia Ziwei. As for my origins, I'm not in a position to tell you, but I don't have any ideas about the Qing Dynasty. I just want to make the country stronger and become the world's number one power."

Ziwei stood up and waved her hand, and a lot of boxes appeared on the ground out of thin air. They were the luggage of the Queen Mother and others.

Then she took out a lot of fruits and said, "These are the fruits I picked in the south. They taste very good. You can try them, Grandmother. These are for Qing'er. Since Grandmother has nothing else to do, Ziwei will return home first."

Before she could finish her words, the person suddenly disappeared. The empress dowager opened her mouth but had to close it unwillingly.

Well, if such a person really wants to harm the Qing Dynasty, I am afraid that all the Eight Banners cavalry of the Qing Dynasty combined cannot move him at all.

She has such magical powers, so she shouldn't like the power and wealth that ordinary people yearn for, right?

Ziwei did not go back home directly, but went to the Prince Heqin's mansion.

Although Hong Zhou was a prince, he had two concubines in his harem, but he and the princess had a very good relationship and rarely visited the concubines' quarters. Therefore, there was little jealousy in the palace, because he took in two concubines more for the purpose of having someone to mourn during funerals.

She just appeared in front of them, shocking everyone.

"Ziwei, why are you here?" Hong Zhou looked at her with concern. "The Queen Mother didn't give you any trouble, did she?"

Ziwei shook her head. "You are so kind, Queen Mother. Why would you embarrass a junior like me? I came to see the Emperor's uncle today because I want you to set up a small workshop. I have harvested a lot of fruit in the south. If I can make canned fruit now, I can make a lot of money by the end of the year!"

"Also, we can have people make transparent jars out of colored glass to store canned fruit. This will help preserve it better and increase its value."

Yongbi came over and interrupted, "Sister Ziwei, what are canned fruits? Are they delicious? You sent so many kinds of fruits, many of which we have never even seen. How can the south grow so many delicious fruits? It's a pity that the north and the south are so far apart, and transporting fruits is really inconvenient."

Hong Zhou gave him a brain-melting slap. "You talk about food every three sentences. You're such a grown-up and you still think about eating all day. The canned food workshop Ziwei mentioned is now handed over to you. You will set it up tomorrow. Since it's for food, you must pay attention to hygiene to avoid any mistakes."

Yongbi rolled his eyes and said, "Father, look at the various families. Which prince is as pitiful as me? I am worse than a found child."

"Go away, you're such a jerk." Hong Zhou kicked him. "Go find that kid Duolong. He owns a glass shop. Ask him to make bottles."

With the addition of his brothers, Yongbi chuckled and said goodbye to Ziwei to go find Duolong.

"Brother Yongbi, wait a minute. Ziwei has another kind of fruit here. You can take it and try it with Duolong." As she said that, she stretched out her hand and pointed at the ground. A big thing appeared there. It looked weird and emitted a pungent odor.

Hong Zhou quickly covered his nose and stepped back.

Yongbi covered his mouth and nose and shouted in shock, "Sister Ziwei, have you been deceived by those barbarians in the south? They dared to sell it to you even though it stinks so badly. How about Brother Yongbi help you teach him a lesson?"

Ziwei chuckled, "This is what durian tastes like. Peel off the hard shell and the flesh inside is delicious. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

She used her finger as a knife and easily split the huge durian in half, then peeled off a petal and handed it to Yongbi. Yongbi's eyes widened and he stepped back, laughing awkwardly, "You don't need this. How about giving it to my father first? He's got thick skin and flesh, so he won't get sick from it."

Haha, this Yongbi is such a filial eldest son. Ziwei looked at the person who was rubbing his hands behind him with an unkind look.

By the time Yongbi realized something was wrong, his body had been clamped from behind, and Hong Zhou's sinister voice came to his ears, "Girl Ziwei, feed it to him quickly."

Yongbi pursed his lips tightly, not giving Ziwei any chance to force-feed him.

But he underestimated Ziwei. When she pressed her fingers on him casually, he cried out in pain. Ziwei quickly stuffed the durian in her hand into his mouth.

A strong odor filled his mouth and nose, and the intense nausea made Yongbi eager to spit out the contents of his mouth. However, no matter what Ziwei did, the contents would not come out of his mouth at all.

He looked at Ziwei with resentment, seeing her smiling face and his father's look of enjoying the show. He had no choice but to suppress his nausea and chew the food mouthful by mouthful.

However, his expression became more and more excited... Seeing his son like this, Hong Zhou couldn't help but worry.

Could it be that this stinky thing is poisonous? Did it make this stupid son even more stupid?

He watched helplessly as his silly son finished eating the food in his mouth and then couldn't wait to peel the fruit and eat it himself.

"he--"

Yongbi excitedly handed a piece of fruit flesh to Hongzhou, "Father, eat it quickly, it's so delicious. It smells good but tastes delicious, the flesh is soft and delicate, I've never eaten such delicious fruit! Sister Ziwei, do you have any more? Give me a few more!"

Hong Zhou turned his head away in disgust, but seeing his son becoming more and more excited as he ate, he licked his lips. Is it really that delicious?