"Your Majesty, this is my friend and my distant cousin, named Zhang Yue."
Lin Xiao introduced Li Yujun with a smile.
Li Yujun smiled, nodded slightly, and motioned to Zhang Yue to stand up without restraint.
Zhang Yue did not dare to say anything, but nodded gently and sat obediently on the chair next to Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao looked at her scared look and sighed inwardly:
"She is usually a social cow, but how come she becomes a social terror when she meets Li Yujun?"
Although she thought so in her heart, Lin Xiao still kept a decent smile on her face and exchanged greetings with Li Yujuan.
"I wonder what Madam Zhang does for a living in the capital?"
Li Yujuan asked with a smile.
Zhang Yue tried hard to recall how civilians should answer questions from the royal family in the movies and TV dramas she had watched.
"Replying to the prince, the little girl's name is Zhang Yue. She has been a hard-luck person since she was a child. She lost her mother when she was three years old and her father when she was five years old. She grew up eating the food of hundreds of families."
Zhang Yue's tone was very sad, and there was a flash of pain in his eyes, and he answered without answering the question.
"I see."
Hearing this, Li Yujuan felt a pity in his heart, but he quickly covered it up.
Zhang Yue choked and continued:
"When she grew up, the villagers announced the marriage to the little girl. They thought that the little girl's good days were coming. Unexpectedly, less than a year after they got married, her husband suddenly died violently, and the pitiful piece of meat in her belly fell out early.
No more biological father!"
The emotions have been heightened to this point, and it would be rude not to cry!
Zhang Yue squeezed out a few tears, which made Lin Xiao feel chills. She didn't know how she developed her acting skills. She was so lifelike that she could directly win an Oscar!
Li Yujun was completely conquered by Zhang Yue's story.
He has never seen a girl be so strong, and she is also a widow with a child!
"Ms. Zhang, my condolences. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me directly. I will definitely make the decision for you!"
King Li Yu solemnly promised.
Hope suddenly burned in Zhang Yue's heart, and she quickly kowtowed in thanks:
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love. The little girl does have something to ask His Majesty for help."
"Oh? Let's talk about it."
Li Yujun asked with great interest.
As a man, when do you feel most accomplished?
Of course, it’s when I need something from you, and the person asking for something is a beauty that I admire very much!
"The household registration issue of the young woman and her daughter."
Zhang Yue and Xiao Zhouzhou were not like Lin Xiao and Gao Jin, who both came through soul travel. They came through clothing, which meant that two more people appeared out of thin air in the Great Xia Dynasty.
Therefore, they do not have household registration!
In the Daxia Dynasty, household registration management was very strict.
People without household registration are called Kunlun slaves and must pay ten times more taxes than those with household registration!
In fact, according to Zhang Yue's current net worth, these taxes are nothing to her.
It's just that the Kunlun slaves are not protected by the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty, and anyone can bully them.
Zhang Yue desperately wanted to get rid of this predicament, just to give her daughter Xiao Zhouzhou a stable life.
So she also spent a lot of money to ask for help, but nothing came of it!
Li Yujun didn't expect that Zhang Yue would mention household registration, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
In the Daxia Dynasty, household registration was very strict, after all, it was linked to the payment of taxes.
Even if you are a relative of the emperor, you cannot just confirm your household registration for others.
Such a thing must be approved by the royal family at all levels!
"This matter... is a bit difficult."
Li Yujun told the truth and was not willing to deceive Zhang Yue.
"Your Majesty, I know this matter is difficult to handle, but I have no choice but to shamelessly ask you for help. Please don't refuse."
In the face of Zhang Yue's pleading, it would be a lie to say that he would not be shaken.
But this problem is really difficult to solve!
"Ms. Zhang's accent sounds like she's a local, and you're Mr. Lin's distant cousin. What's the problem with your household registration?"
Li Yujun decided to take a step back and ask Zhang Yue what the household registration issue was.
Even if Zhang Yue’s household registration problem is not very serious, it’s not necessarily that he has a solution!
Hearing Li Yujuan's inquiry, Zhang Yue looked a little embarrassed:
"After the little girl's husband died, the little girl couldn't bear the blow. She threw herself into a river with a pregnant belly. She was later rescued by a family downstream. The husband's family thought the little girl was dead, so they canceled the little girl's household registration."
"That's it"
Li Yujun frowned when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he slowly said:
"The matter of establishing a new household registration is not a trivial matter, but it is not without solutions."
When Zhang Yue heard Li Yujun relent, a surge of hope suddenly surged in her heart.
Lin Xiao also looked at Li Yujun expectantly.
I don't know if he can do anything good.
"A few days ago, a group of special envoys came from Yinglai. They laughed at the clothes of our Daxia Dynasty, which were complicated and bloated. They were not as luxurious and simple as their clothes. The way those special envoys looked at us was like they were sizing us up.
a bunch of idiots."
Speaking of this, Li Yujun's tone was full of anger:
"For this reason, the Holy One was very angry and said that he would have a costume competition with them to see which country's costumes are simpler and more luxurious! But..."
Li Yujun's voice paused, and then he said helplessly:
"Seeing that the game time is getting closer and closer, the clothes designed by our tailors are not much different from the original styles, but the people in England have already prepared them, even the patterns on the clothes.
We have no chance of winning at all!"
As Li Yujun spoke, the expression on his face became more solemn:
"If you can vent your anger on behalf of the Holy Lord in this competition, I guarantee that the household registration problem that Madam Zhang is worried about will be solved!"
Zhang Yue and Lin Xiao looked at each other after hearing this, feeling inexplicable joy in their hearts.
Simple yet luxurious clothes are a piece of cake for Zhang Yue, a senior fashion designer!
As long as you win this clothing competition, not to mention solving the household registration problem, even Love's clothes, lip balm, soap and other items may become royal supplies for the imperial court!
Thinking of this, the two girls were eager to try and could not wait to participate in this costume competition immediately.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, when will this competition start?"
Zhang Yue asked pretending to be calm.
"Ms. Zhang, are you sure you can win?"
A glimmer of hope flashed in Li Yujun's dim eyes.
"To be honest, this little girl opened a clothing store in the capital to make a living, and she has quite a bit of knowledge about clothing."
Zhang Yue replied humbly.
"So Madam Zhang is confident of winning?"
When Li Yujun heard Zhang Yue's answer, a look of relief appeared on his face.
Zhang Yue nodded lightly but did not speak.
"In this case, I will leave this competition to you, Mrs. Zhang. I only hope that you can bring glory to our Great Xia Dynasty and earn face for the Holy Emperor!"
Li Yujuan patted Zhang Yue on the shoulder and said solemnly.