Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

Upon hearing his younger sister's words, Song Jingshen instantly understood: "Once they hear that they can make money, they will definitely rush to send over the grain."

“When the time comes, as long as we say we don’t want it anymore and let the price of grain in Pingyang City drop to normal, they will probably choose to sell it on the spot, or even sell it at a low price,” Song Ruozhen replied.

Song Jingshen's lips curled up, "Because if they want to bring the grain back, the transportation costs alone will be a considerable sum of money."

As everyone listened to the back-and-forth between Song Ruozhen and her brother, their eyes gradually brightened. "That's indeed a good idea!"

"If this method works, Pingyang City will no longer need to worry about food!"

Gu Huaixu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "The most scarce resource right now is food. Once we have food, all other problems will be solved!"

Having spent many years in officialdom, the solutions they were familiar with were mostly those used in official circles. However, from a businessman's perspective, Ruozhen's suggestion was indeed a good one!

"This matter needs to be discussed with the government, and then we need to collude with these wealthy merchants to spread the news."

Song Ruozhen pondered for a moment before speaking, then looked at Song Jingshen, "Fourth Brother, our cargo ships can send out messages as quickly as possible. You can leave all the rice and flour you're wearing and then go to other cities to buy them in large quantities."

Don't say it outright at first, because someone will definitely test you. So, pretend you're drunk and accidentally let it slip...

"Don't worry, I'm familiar with this kind of thing!" Song Jingshen patted his chest, his eyes filled with laughter. "At the beginning, the government will have to buy grain at a high price just to make a show of it, so why don't they buy this batch from me!"

Song Zhiyu couldn't help but glare at Song Jingshen, "Are you drunk right now, trying to make money off the imperial court?"

Song Jingshen chuckled, looked at Chu Junting, and said, "It's quite a chore for me to keep this ship running around like this; it's all for the sake of the imperial court."

Chu Junting chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

Upon hearing this, Song Jingshen raised his eyebrows smugly. Usually, he did business for his own benefit, but this time he was doing business for the imperial court, and could even save many people in Pingyang City. How wonderful!

"Shall I get it done now?"

"Thank you for your hard work," Chu Junting said.

Song Jingshen waved his hand, "It's no trouble at all. This is a great thing that can help the common people. I will send people to unload the grain now and then buy more from other cities."

The sooner this matter is settled, the sooner the people will be able to fill their stomachs.

Although the Song family has always been in business, they have often helped the people since the time of their grandfather, and the number of times they distributed porridge in the capital city is countless.

They certainly like making money, but they are not heartless businessmen.

"Third Brother, I'm leaving the rest to you. You must protect Fifth Sister and find Father as soon as possible," Song Jingshen said earnestly.

They had originally planned to act together, but only he could handle this matter; no one else could.

"Don't worry, just take care of your business. I'll take care of Fifth Sister and Father." Song Zhiyu nodded.

With Song Jingshen gone, Chu Junting immediately made arrangements for what to do next.

It's easy to spread this news. As long as Zhao Qingyuan passes on the message, the Jiang family head and others will also be under their control. It's not difficult to put on a show together.

Zhao Qingyuan was stunned when he first heard the news. The people could no longer afford to buy grain, yet the government and merchants were colluding to raise grain prices.

I'm afraid that once this news comes out, Haitian City will soon be filled with complaints.

"Don't worry, as long as this news is released, Pingyang City's predicament will be resolved in no time," Chu Junting said.

Zhao Qingyuan didn't dare to ask any more questions and simply did as the King of Chu instructed. But after thinking about it carefully, he understood a bit more.

"I see! I hadn't thought of this method before!"

Zhao Qingyuan slapped his forehead, his expression filled with undisguised excitement, "Girls, you are all amazing! You can feed the people without lifting a finger!"

He had considered many ways to ensure that the people would not go hungry if there was enough grain, but unfortunately no one would deliver grain at the original price. Instead, they all wanted to take the opportunity to inflate the price.

Song Ruozhen smiled slightly, "We just happened to think of this method. Lord Zhao, you must keep it a secret and never let the news leak out."

"Don't worry, young lady, I will keep my mouth shut. As long as the people can fill their stomachs, I will do anything for you."

Song Ruozhen was relieved and was about to leave when Zhao Qingyuan called her back.

“Young lady, I know you are skilled in metaphysics. Actually, I have a question that I would like to ask you about over the years.”

"Lord Zhao, please speak freely."

"My son Haojie has always had a rough life since he was a child, with many setbacks. This time he almost lost his life. If it weren't for the young lady's help, I'm afraid he would be..."

Zhao Qingyuan's expression was complicated. "I've heard that some powerful masters can help resolve this. I wonder if you, young lady, have any way to help him?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ruozhen immediately understood.

"The reason he became like this is actually because of you."

"Me?" Zhao Qingyuan was taken aback and couldn't help but wonder if it was because he had committed too many sins that the child was implicated.

But he was an honest and upright official, and apart from this incident, he always felt he had a clear conscience. How could he have caused his child to become like this?

Song Ruozhen chuckled, "Think about it carefully, Haojie, 'catastrophe,' this name is not good."

If you change his name, he will have peace and good fortune.

As Song Ruozhen finished speaking, Zhao Qingyuan looked blank for a moment, then suddenly realized, "It's because of the name?"

"People often say that children with humble names are easier to raise, and while that's not entirely true, there are some reasons for it."

The name Haojie is already taken, so it's not suitable for him. It would be better to change it to a name that brings peace and good fortune, so that things will go smoothly for him in the future.

"Thank you so much, young lady. I'll change his name right away!" Zhao Qingyuan said gratefully.

The next day, as Song Ruozhen and her group were preparing to leave, Zhao Haojie appeared before them with a look of utter despair.

"Sister, even if my original name wasn't very good, you didn't have to give me such a peaceful name, did you?"

Song Ruozhen raised an eyebrow. "I'm just saying your name isn't very good. As for what name to choose, that's up to your father."

But what exactly was the name given to it?

"Zhao Ping'an." Zhao Ping'an gritted his teeth. When he heard the name his father had given him, he felt as if the sky had fallen!

No matter how he tried to persuade his father, it was no use; he was convinced that this name was good.

"Why don't you talk to my dad and ask him to change my name? This... isn't even as good as Zhao Haojie!"

Song Ruozhen did a quick calculation with her fingers, and a smile spread across her eyes. "I must say, this name is really quite good."

Zhao Ping'an: "!!!"