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Chapter 1125: The past life is like yesterday's death, and the future life is like today's birth

Ten miles outside the city, a maid suddenly came to the window of Dou Zhao's carriage and said in a low voice.

"Miss, it seems we are being followed."

Dou Zhao frowned, and her cousin Zhao Zhangru nervously grabbed her arm and said, "Could it be bandits?"

"It shouldn't happen. This place is only ten miles away from the capital. Who among the bandits would dare to rob here?" Dou Zhao shook his head and said to the maid.

"First, send some people to hide away from the convoy. If they are really strong men, have them return to the capital to ask for help."

The maid hesitated and said, "Miss, why don't you go first? What if..."

"If I leave, the convoy will be in chaos. Besides, the enemy may not be bandits. I asked you to send someone away from the convoy just to be prepared. Stop talking nonsense and get ready."

"Yes."

At the same time, Ma Quan rode his horse to Qin Hao's carriage and reported the situation of the convoy ahead.

Qin Hao touched his chin playfully: "You are quite alert. Never mind. The capital is quite far away from here. There is no need to hide. Let's stop the convoy in front."

A group of guards from the Prince of Qin's Palace stayed behind to protect the carriage as it moved forward slowly, while the rest surrounded it from both sides and stopped the carriage of Dou Zhao and his party.

Looking at this scene, Qin Hao nodded secretly. It seemed that the previous performance had attracted the attention of Zhu Jianshen. These guards were all excellent riders and had good coordination. They were not just for show.

The sudden change caused the Dou Mansion's convoy to be in chaos. Zhao Zhangru was trembling with fear: "Shou Gu, we are not going to die here today, are we?"

However, Dou Zhao noticed that the group of people surrounding the convoy were all dressed in brocade clothes and riding military horses, and he immediately had an idea in his mind.

"Don't panic, they are not bandits."

As a horse-drawn carriage slowly came into view, Dou Zhao looked at the specifications of the carriage and suddenly thought of the young man in the mourning hall.

"I don't know how Dou Zhao has offended His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince. I hope His Royal Highness will forgive me."

Qin Hao lifted the carriage curtain and walked to Dou Zhao's carriage. He said with interest, "Thinking back to the day when Junior Sister was in the mourning hall, she was so heroic that the two court officials were at a loss. Why are you so timid today?"

Dou Zhao clenched his fists: "Dou Zhao only dared to act recklessly that day because he had the support of His Highness. Thinking about it now, I am scared..."

"You little sly fellow, if you were afraid, you wouldn't have held on to the cards and given Dou Shishu, the old fox, a headache."

Dou Zhao felt a little embarrassed when Qin Hao revealed her true identity on the spot, but she was more frightened. The Ninth Prince was too mysterious to her, and he seemed to be always paying attention to her. The feeling that there was a pair of eyes staring at her from behind made her uncomfortable.

"What exactly does your highness want to do?"

Dou Zhao gritted his teeth, lifted the door curtain and questioned.

“How dare you!” Ma Quan had already pulled out half of his knife.

Qin Hao waved at him, and then said to Dou Zhao with interest: "That's right, this is the character of Junior Sister."

"There is a Shili Pavilion ahead. If you want the answer, you can come over and have a chat."

After saying that, Qin Hao walked towards Shili Pavilion.

Dou Zhao hesitated for a moment, but was ready to get off the car and follow. Zhao Zhangru said worriedly, "Shou Gu, why don't I go with you? I'm worried about you going alone."

"Cousin, you should stay here. If His Highness wants to harm me, it's just a matter of a word. Besides, he has helped me in the Dou Mansion before, so he will not harm me."

Dou Zhao patted Zhao Zhangru's hand, then stepped down from the carriage in the stirrups.

The area within ten steps of Shili Pavilion was blocked by the guards of the Prince of Qin's Palace, leaving only Qin Hao and Dou Zhao inside.

"Junior sister, please sit down."

"There is no place for a servant to sit in front of your Highness."

Qin Hao said seriously: "If I say yes, then you have it."

Seeing that Dou Zhao was still trying to refuse, Qin Hao's face darkened: "Why? Do you still want me to invite you to sit down?"

"Then... Dou Zhao will respectfully obey your orders."

The two sat opposite each other. Dou Zhao felt a little uneasy under Qin Hao's scrutinizing gaze, so he spoke first.

"Your Highness, you have blocked my way this time, but what do you want me to do?"

Qin Hao smiled and said, "I have called you Junior Sister so many times, but you just won't call me Senior Brother. Why, do you feel embarrassed about being my Senior Brother?"

Dou Zhao shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, please don't joke with me like this. You are worth a ton of gold, and Dou Zhao is just the daughter of a minor official. How can I marry you?"

"You are so eloquent and flattering. Are you afraid of being involved in royal affairs and being unable to escape?"

"I just want to live the rest of my life peacefully. I have never had the intention of marrying up to a rich and powerful person. I hope Your Highness will grant my wish."

Qin Hao's face gradually turned cold: "Live the rest of your life in peace? Do you think that's possible? Don't forget how your mother died. The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop. You and I are both in this storm. How can you retreat just because you want to?"

Hearing Qin Hao mention his mother, Dou Zhao's eyes flashed with anger, and more of confusion. Yes, she originally thought that she could make up for the regrets of her past life with the memories of her past life, but in the end her mother still died, and she was powerless to do anything.

"There are many frustrations in life, but the most frustrating thing is that even though you know the result, you can't change it. Junior Sister, am I right?"

Dou Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "What exactly does Your Highness want to say?"

"That Zhaoshilu is still in the hands of my junior sister, right?" Qin Hao leaned close to Dou Zhao's ear and lowered his voice.

Dou Zhao was shocked and asked, "How did Your Highness know about Zhaoshilu?"

"Everything in your past life is like your death yesterday, and everything in the future is like your birth today. Junior sister, you don't think that you are the only one in this world who has had a big dream, right?"

Dou Zhao had a flash of inspiration. She had never heard of the Ninth Prince in her previous life. It was very likely that he died young, but by chance he came back with the "memories of his previous life" just like herself.

And judging from the current situation, the other party should have used the memories of his previous life to turn the situation around. He not only survived, but was also named King of Qin.

"So, what happened in the previous life can be changed?" Dou Zhao murmured to himself.

"You cannot change your fate with your current strength. You need a mighty force to reverse the fate of the world."

Dou Zhao's eyes were excited for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

"Your Highness, are you planning to make me serve you like a slave?"

"To be precise, it is cooperation, and each side gets what it needs."

"Your Highness is of noble status. How can Dou Zhao be so worthy of such honor..."

Qin Hao raised his hand to interrupt: "Junior sister, I have always been sincere to you. If you still have this attitude after all this, let's just pretend we have never met before."

Seeing that Qin Hao was about to leave in anger, Dou Zhao hurriedly smiled and said, "I hope you won't blame me, Senior Brother. It's just that Dou Zhao really can't understand what could catch the eye of His Highness."

"Junior sister, why do you have to belittle yourself? Apart from anything else, the experience of that big dream is the capital for our cooperation."

Dou Zhao smiled bitterly when she heard this: "If Your Highness wants to know the situation in the court from Dou Zhao, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. In that dream, Dou Zhao was just a woman in a deep house, and she knew very little about the affairs of the court."

"No need to pay attention to every detail. Even just a little bit will be enough for me to display my talents." Qin Hao said seriously.

Dou Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the Ninth Prince was so easy to talk to.

Just when Dou Zhao was still pondering the pros and cons of reaching a cooperation with the other party, Qin Hao handed her a piece of letter paper.

"Your Highness, this is..."

Qin Hao smiled and said, "I heard that Junior Sister is planning to start a business. This is a generous gift that Senior Brother prepared for you. Of course, you can also regard it as a share of the money."

After Dou Zhao unfolded the letter, he was surprised to find that it was the purification process of frosting sugar.

Although maltose has existed as early as the Western Zhou Dynasty, most of it was black sugar, which not only contained many impurities but also had a bland sweetness.

Frost sugar mainly depended on tribute from foreign countries, and even the royal family rarely got to eat it. Especially after pirates broke out in coastal areas, the supply of frosted sugar was cut off, and its price skyrocketed, even reaching several times the price of gold.

"Brother, is this method really feasible?" Dou Zhao's eyes widened.

"Junior sister, you will know if you try it. But you have to keep this secret recipe well. If it is leaked, the loss will be huge." Qin Hao reminded.

Dou Zhao quickly stuffed the envelope into his sleeve and bowed deeply to Qin Hao solemnly: "When Dou Zhao refines the frosting sugar, I will give 4% of the profit to you every year."

"What? Aren't you afraid of being dragged into the center of the storm now?" Qin Hao asked playfully.

"I am afraid, but Dou Zhao is more afraid that he can't protect the people around him. Dou Zhao doesn't want his mother's tragedy to happen again."

Dou Zhao clenched her fists. If she had "come back" earlier and gained the support of the Ninth Prince earlier, how could the Fifth Uncle dare to force Wang Xingyi into the palace.

After parting with Qin Hao at Shili Pavilion, Dou Zhao's convoy continued to head towards his grandmother's farm. Along the way, his cousin Zhao Zhangru kept asking what they had talked about.

In order not to worry his cousin, Dou Zhao concealed some things and only said that he was cooperating with the King of Qin in business.

After arriving at the farm, the grandmother learned that Dou Zhao was planning to do business and fully supported her. Not only did she provide her with manpower and capital, she also found a master for her, Chen Qushui.

The experience of the convoy being intercepted at Shiliting also made Dou Zhao realize the importance of force, and he spent a large amount of money to recruit the martial arts maids Sulan and Suxin.

A month later, Dou Zhao finally made the first batch of frost sugar using the secret recipe given by Qin Hao. Looking at the small particles as white as frost and snow, Dou Zhao excitedly picked up a handful and put it in his mouth.

"Shou-gu, how is it?"

"sweet."

"So, it's done?"

"Well, we did it!"

Grandmother Cui looked at the two sisters who were jumping and dancing with excitement, walked up to them, picked up a small handful and licked it with her tongue, then her face suddenly darkened.

"Listen carefully, everyone. No one is allowed to reveal a single word about what's going on here. If anyone talks nonsense, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Young ones don't dare."

Dou Zhao finally came back to his senses and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. His grandmother, who usually looked kind and gentle, was actually very thoughtful and intimidating without even getting angry. She was worthy of being the only daughter of the Cui family in Ji'an.

However, making frosting is only the first step; how to sell it is crucial.

Scarcity makes things valuable. Although frosted sugar is purified from brown sugar and the production cost is not high, Dou Zhao will not allow himself to earn only the hard-earned money from purification just because of the gimmick of being the only store on the market. Wouldn't that be like selling pearls for cheap?

"Aunt Shou, tell me what you think." Seeing that Dou Zhao had already made a batch of frosting sugar but had no intention of selling it, grandmother Cui couldn't help but ask curiously.

Dou Zhao smiled and said, "Grandma, I plan to give away the first batch of frosted sugar instead of selling it."

Zhao Zhangru, who was standing by, widened her eyes and said, "Auntie Shou, are you crazy? This is frosted sugar that is more valuable than gold. You're actually going to give it away as a gift?"

"Of course, not only should we give them as gifts, but we should also give them to those dignitaries." Dou Zhao blinked and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Grandmother Cui picked up her cane and said, "I'm a little tired. Let you young people handle these things."

"Thank you grandma for making it happen."

The two smiled at each other, leaving Zhao Zhangru still confused and puzzled.

Capital city, Dou Mansion.

"Fifth Master, the young lady sent someone to deliver a package and a letter."

Dou Shishu's face darkened, and he said impatiently, "You just want to be mysterious. Let it go."

Dou Shishu didn't open the package until the sun was about to set in the afternoon. He really didn't have any good feelings towards his niece Dou Zhao.

It was not until after dinner and when the lights were turned on in the study that Dou Shishu remembered the package.

At first Dou Shishu didn't care about it. It was only after he opened the package and read Dou Zhao's letter that he opened the brocade box inside.

A ball of white particles as crystal clear as frost and snow appeared before his eyes. Dou Shishu subconsciously picked up a little and put it into his mouth.

A sweet taste began to dance on the tip of his tongue, and Dou Shishu's eyes widened.

"Isn't it possible that only the royal family can enjoy this kind of frosting?"

The next second, countless figures of important officials and nobles in the court flashed through Dou Shishu's mind. This kind of frosted sugar would be perfect for giving as a gift.

"Where did this girl get the money to buy so much frosting? And she asked me to give it away."

"Forget it, never mind. It's just the right thing for me to use to smooth things over."

Dou Shishu had someone prepare a batch of very exquisite brocade boxes, and then packed the frosted sugars into these boxes. The next day, he took these boxes to visit important officials and nobles in the court.

Just as Dou Shishu expected, with these frosted candies paving the way, many things became easier to handle. However, these important ministers and nobles asked him indirectly where the frosted candies came from. Dou Shishu could only give vague answers. After all, he didn't know whether Dou Zhao could get such good quality frosted candies again.

But the more he did this, the more people felt that he must have a lot of excellent frosting sugar in his hands.

Helpless, Dou Shishu could only write a letter and quickly asked his servants to deliver it to the farm as fast as possible.

By the time Dou Zhao returned to the capital, Shuangtang had already become famous in the capital.

Dou Zhao also started selling it in his shop, but he only sold ten kilograms a day, and each person was limited to buying two taels. The price was three times that of gold.

Even with such a high price, there are still countless nobles flocking to it. In the eyes of these nobles, money can be earned at any time, but face can't be bought back. Today the Earl's Mansion uses frosted sugar to entertain guests, but if the Marquis's Mansion doesn't have it tomorrow, won't it be outdone?

As a result, in just three months, Dou Zhao gave Qin Hao a dividend of 7000 taels of gold, which could be called robbing.