In the main hall of Taishan Pavilion, Xu Changqing received the note and cup handed over by Xiaochuanzi.
When he saw the cup, Xu Changqing was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Ogawako with doubtful eyes.
The latter replied, "I don't know how you look at me."
Xu Changqing twitched the corner of his mouth, then opened the note.
After a while, Xu Changqing's face showed an expression of excitement mixed with weirdness.
He put away the note, thought about it for a while, and suddenly... started crying.
The sound was not loud, but the wailing sound was particularly harsh in the midst of this peaceful banquet.
The big guy's voice suddenly disappeared, and everyone looked at Xu Changqing in shock.
At the East Palace banquet, Xu Changqing, a minister of household affairs, actually cried?
This scene caught everyone off guard.
Even Su Jinpa frowned.
But she knew that Xu Changqing definitely did this on purpose.
Although he didn't understand what Xu Changqing was going to do, Su Jinpa still chose to cooperate.
"Why is Mr. Xu crying?" Su Jinpa asked.
Xu Changqing wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, stood up and saluted Su Jinpa with a look of sadness on his face, and said: "My Majesty, please forgive me. I am really a humble minister, seeing you spending so much money for patriotism, I think of the emptiness of the national treasury. Every time Your Highness mentions finance,
They all lamented the lack of money, and working so hard for the government made me feel uncomfortable."
After choked up for three times, Xu Changqing finally finished speaking. He picked up the cup in his hand and said excitedly: "His Highness once said that if there was a Midas touch in the world, His Highness could use this cup that he usually likes the most.
The cup is turned into a small piece of silver, which can also slightly alleviate the problem of the empty treasury."
"Although it is a joke, it shows how worried His Highness is. Even if it is a drop in the bucket, it is a timely help."
Having said this, Nangong Shouzhong and others looked at each other.
Can you still play like this?
Everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on the cup. It was green in color and was no bigger than a small teacup used for drinking tea. It was not big and the texture looked quite good. After all, it was a product of the East Palace and it was absolutely impossible to use something inferior.
Yes, but when it comes to how precious and rare it is, it's definitely not that high.
The cups they use at home are not much worse than this.
But this is an ordinary cup. After Xu Changqing's words, it is no longer an ordinary cup, but a testimony of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's hard work for the government.
Su Jinpa was also a little surprised.
Without even thinking about it, she immediately knew that this was definitely the prince's handiwork.
Familiar style, familiar biting yet cruel, obviously full of flaws, but a trick that makes people unable to figure it out.
The play has come to this point. If Su Jinpa doesn't understand what Li Chen means, it will be useless to be the princess.
She sighed and said: "Mr. Xu has his heart, but this thing is just an ordinary cup, how can it turn stone into gold? That is just an exaggeration made by unofficial historians."
"Empress!"
Among the wealthy businessmen, Jin Wannian, a big silk weaver, suddenly spoke. He stood up, walked to the middle of the hall, knelt on the ground, and his voice was trembling with emotion, and said: "Jin Wannian, a common man, deeply feels the greatness of your highness and your empress for the country and the people."
Love, and deeply feel that the common people lack the ability. Although the common people do not have the ability to turn stone into gold, they are willing to invest another three hundred thousand taels of silver to purchase this cup!"
Jin Wannian's words made the other rich people's eyes widen.
Can you still play like this!?
But then, Su Jinpa's words made their eyes turn red.
"I am deeply gratified by Boss Jin's patriotism. Such a character deserves to be commended by the imperial court. The silk weavers in the world should be on par with the Jin family."
