The shopkeeper stood aside and didn't dare to breathe.

During the palace revolution, there was a bloody storm in the capital. Rich people could not leave or take a step forward. The first floor was even retaliated and smashed by the Xuan family. It was extremely difficult.

At that time, Jiang Yuzhu was expecting to give birth in Jiangnan. The shopkeeper reported good news but not bad news, focusing on earning back the large sum of money spent on renovating the first floor.

The new play of De Quanban has been revised, but the shopkeeper has hidden motives and has selfish motives.

"My boss is a mean person with soft ears. He listens to the opinions of the spectators..."

The shopkeeper gave the accountant a wink, and the accountant took out the account books of the past few days, a thick pile.

There is always an element of falsehood and exaggeration in the opera troupe's singing, so as to create gimmicks and attract more spectators.

Jiang Yuzhu struggled for a moment and immediately thought about it. After seeing the account book again, she praised the shopkeeper and said, "You did the right thing. I will not have trouble with the money."

The troupe adjusted according to the audience's preferences, and the money went into Jiang Yuzhu's pocket, and she suffered no loss at all.

As for what the world thinks, it doesn't seem to be that important.

Although Jiang Yuzhu didn't care, the new drama was too popular, which still caused her a little trouble.

After a few busy days, Jiang Yuzhu took her maid to the shop to make purchases. She was always recognized by the ladies who came to shop and invited them enthusiastically.

Ordinary people couldn't reach the Xie family and Jiang family, so they would squat on the road to look for the carriages of the two families.

Several trips caused large-scale siege, and the people were also curious about the appearance of the woman who was held in the palm of Daqi's youngest chief minister and risked her life to save her.

"Madam, there are still people selling your portraits at high prices in shops in the capital."

Calligraphy and painting shops sell secretly. Ningxiang and Ningdong are not from the capital and have foreign accents. The two maids went to the painting and calligraphy shop to buy portraits. After some inquiries, the shopkeeper sold a small portrait.

A small portrait costs two taels of silver, and a larger one is more expensive.

"The merchants in the capital are very thoughtful. After hearing that there were portraits in calligraphy and painting shops, they bought them and gave them to the embroidery shop to embroider purses and sachets with your portrait..."

The sachet was bought by a servant who was familiar with the family, and the price was higher.

Hong Li talked about what he had seen at the market, then hesitated and added: "Madam, you now have a nickname, the Queen of the Moon Goddess."

"what for?"

Who is peddling her portrait?

From the portrait, she is at least [-]-[-]% similar to her, at least to those who have seen her.

This great opportunity to make money was actually poached.

Jiang Yuzhu made a mental note and thought about finding someone to verify.

When the red carp saw that his wife was interested, he started talking: "You are said to be more efficacious than Yue Lao. If I worship you three times a day with incense, I will definitely find a better marriage, so I call you the Moon Goddess!"

Jiang Yuzhu: "..."

She was being worshiped as a living person. Are you sure you didn't want to send her away?

That night, when Xie Zhao returned home, Jiang Yuzhu pulled him to talk about what he had seen at the market.

"Yuanhe, the rumors are spreading in the market now, and I am blown away by the rumors."

Although Jiang Yuzhu is good at bragging and deceiving, she is also a face-conscious person.

Besides, are women destined to rely on men to live a good life?She admitted that there were reasons for this, but did not fully agree with it.

After hearing this, Xie Zhao thought for a moment and asked: "Madam, my husband is not good enough for you?"

Jiang Yuzhu said speechlessly: "It's good, but there is still room for improvement. I would like to find out who is poaching me!"

There is only one third of an acre in the capital, and there are still people who want to take advantage of her, Jiang Yuzhu, so they are very courageous!

Xie Zhao coughed lightly, hugged his wife and got on the bed, interrupting Jiang Yuzhu's random thoughts.

It's late at night, in the imperial study room.

Xiao She looked at the mountain-like memorial and cursed: "That's nonsense!"

The memorials presented by officials from various places either brag about their political achievements or ask for money.

"It costs money to build bridges, money to provide disaster relief, and money to build canals. Even if I have a few gold mines, they won't be enough to ruin these people's fortunes!"

Over the years, wars have continued around Daqi, and there is not much money left in the treasury to cover military expenditures.

Every time he looked at the empty treasury, Xiao She felt indescribable sadness.

Eunuch Li held up the pair of cards and asked, "Your Majesty, which empress are you congratulating tonight?"

There are more than a dozen empresses in the harem, and the position of queen is vacant.

During these early morning court days, the courtiers argued endlessly on the topic of the queen, more actively than Xiao She himself.

Thinking of Zhao Fendie, Xiao She felt heartbroken for no reason. He asked lightly: "Who gave me more money?"

Just forget it, I'm not interested.

Whoever gives more money, Xiao She will show off and go to that person's palace.

Eunuch Li immediately understood, picked out the person who gave the most gifts, put them aside, and ordered someone to send them to the account book.

"Your Majesty, this was sent from outside the palace. The sales of Madam Xie's portraits have been booming recently, and the shopkeeper has already started sending paintings to shops around the capital."

Be it embroidered handkerchiefs, purses, sachets, porcelain bottles, porcelain statues, anything that can be made and sold, the shopkeeper has almost figured it out.

"There are also many ladies and ladies in the capital who come to buy. Some of them are looking for children, and some are looking for love from their husbands. In short, the sales are very popular."

In just a few days, the shop's business has doubled compared to before.

Xiao She took the account book and said with a cheerful smile: "The private soldier Jiang Yuzhu defrauded from Lu Yunxi was sold to me at a high price. I can't just lose it, I have to use her to make some money!"

Not to mention, Jiang Yuzhu has a bit of metaphysics and is indeed very lucky.

"Yes."

Eunuch Li sighed secretly and retreated first.

As soon as the others left, Xiao She carefully took out the palace-made sachet embroidered with Jiang Yuzhu's portrait from his purse, and whispered in a low voice: "Moon Goddess, please bless Pink Butterfly to be safe in Su City. If she is willing to wait for me for a few years, , I will definitely live up to her..."

Jiang Yuzhu checked for several days, but could not find out that the initiator of poaching and using her to defraud money was the emperor. There was no such thing as portrait rights in Daqi, and the other party's peddling was not transparent, so she had to give up.

On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Shen Zhilan and Mo Yan came to meet at Xie's Mansion.

As Mo Yan was talking, the purse in his sleeve fell out.

Jiang Yuzhu stared at the embroidery on Mo Yan's purse and fell into silence. After a while, she asked in disbelief: "Yan Yan, do you believe this too?"

"I believe it, and my sister-in-law believes it too."

What woman doesn’t want to find a good marriage?

Mo Yan is engaged and has expectations for the future.

After she was exposed, Mo Yan quickly betrayed Shen Zhilan, so Shen Zhilan reluctantly took out her purse and sachet.

"Sister Yuzhu, I embroidered this myself. It looks more like the ones sold in the shop."

Shen Zhilan was very proud. Since she had been discovered, she had nothing to be embarrassed about. She quickly stuffed the purse and sachet into Jiang Yuzhu's hand and called it a consecration.

Jiang Yuzhu said dumbfounded: "You guys are really..."

No wonder the evil trend in the capital is getting worse. If the people around her take the lead, others will believe her even more!

"I don't ask for twins, only a son and a half daughter."

After Shen Zhilan finished speaking, her complexion suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't help but run to the clean room to vomit.

"Is there a sister-in-law? Sister Yuzhu, no, Moon Goddess, you are really amazing!"

Mo Yan ordered the maid to find the doctor and cheered.

Jiang Yuzhu: "..."

How did she become such a god?Shen Zhilan is pregnant, which is the result of Mo Qianyu's hard work, and she can't stand it!

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