However, even in front of the emperor, no one dared to show any disrespect or make a sound.

Emperor Chengde frowned, "Not lend?"

Fujujiao nodded. "Your Majesty, Tang Qi just said that there are many people starving outside. My father said we should do good deeds and be kind people. I think we should give them food first."

The Emperor of Chengde's eyes lit up, and for the first time in many days, a smile appeared on his face. "You give them, but not to me? If you give it to me, I can reward you with many things."

The Emperor of Chengde didn't have much contact with Fu Jiujiu, so where did he know this was a little schemer?

She outwardly rejects this move, but secretly desires even more.

My fourth brother said, "First we'll feed them. If there is any left over, then we'll give it to you."

Fu Sijin glanced at Meng Yan. When did he say that?

The Emperor of Chengde looked at Fu Sijijin and nodded slightly. "Good, then I won't take it. However, since you've done good deeds, you should be rewarded. Jiujiu, tell me this time, what do you want?"

Everything is as Fu Jiujiao expected.

Then everyone watched as Emperor Chengde stepped into Fu Jiujiu's trap step by step.

No one dares to break it.

"Your Majesty, all the funds for this were provided by my fourth brother, and he was also the one who handled everything. If you wish to reward someone, please reward him."

Fu Si Jin shook his head, "The commoner dares not."

He feels guilty about it.

Emperor Chengde looked at all the food in the courtyard, and the stone in his heart had fallen. His mood improved.

"Fu Si Jin..."

"Father, Fourth Brother is a businessman," Tang Xian reminded.

The Emperor of Chengde nodded. "Alright, since your goods were originally intended for Bei Mo, and now that relations between the two countries are stable, I was already considering opening trade between them. Fu Si Jin, you are a merchant with such great ability, able to gather so much grain in such a short time. I shall bestow upon you the title of Imperial Merchant and entrust this task to you. Will you accept?"

Fu Si was stunned. Could this be the "good thing" his sister had talked about?

A merchant king, that is what every merchant aspires to be.

"Fourth Brother!" Fu Qijin bumped the dumbfounded Fu Sijjin with her arm.

Fu Si Jin then knelt down to accept the imperial decree. He was ambitious and naturally wouldn't let go of such a great opportunity.

"Your Majesty, my seventh brother also bought some medicinal herbs."

"Oh..." Emperor Chengde smiled, "It's also time to buy some medicine."

"Your Majesty, I was raised by the Fang family in Luoyang since I was a child. The Fang family has been dealing in herbs for generations. These are all from the Fang family."

Emperor Chengde understood, "Lu Dahai, you should know what to do about this, right?"

"Yes, our palace should also purchase medicinal herbs."

Emperor Chengde was not a stingy person. "Fu Si Jin, since this grain is what Jiu Jiu wants to send to A Yin, when the autumn harvest arrives this year, I will add another 100,000 jin of new rice and send it all together at that time."

"Yes!"

The Emperor of Chengde winked at the little dumpling, "Remember to ask that kid Atul for plenty of cattle and sheep when the time comes. Don't let him cheat you, okay?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded, this matter is settled.

Although it cost a lot of money right now, the fact that Fourth Brother's business as a royal merchant is confirmed is really face-saving.

And the Seventh Brother also benefitted, being able to sell medicinal herbs to the palace, which wasn't easy.

This isn't even the worst of it. Come autumn, we can use 250,000 bushels of grain to extort Attule.

Even if the Emperor gave us ten thousand jin of grain as interest, it wouldn't be enough.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, Fujujyou understood.

She's guaranteed to make a profit on this.

The Emperor of Chengde solved his biggest worry, the frown on his face disappeared completely, "Auntie Fu, I still remember the dumplings you made last time."

"The woman can do it right away."

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The Emperor of Chengde looked at the little dumpling, “Jiujiu, I heard you won a lot of silver from the sixth brother in the Fifth Prince’s mansion?”

Fu Jiu Jiu nodded, "It's not just the Sixth Prince brother, but also the First Prince brother, and Yan Yu Miss, and..."

Fujujiao broke out her fingers and rattled off several names.

He may seem nonchalant, but after all, Emperor Chengde was the victor of the last generation's imperial succession struggle. From these introductions, I could sense something intriguing.

He kept his cool and asked, "There are still many people here. How much have you won?"

"Fu Jiujiu shook her head. 'A lot, a portion of the money spent on buying food was from them.'"

Any random bet could rake in a good sum of money, he wondered if they would be so generous when faced with national crisis.

"Shh, let's not talk about food right now. This is a secret, okay?"

Fu Jiaojiao nodded. "Good."

She also had a request, "Your Majesty, could you please not tell anyone that these grains are from my family?"

"Why?" the Emperor Chengde inquired curiously. This little girl wasn't foolish, she should know this was a glorious thing to do.

By doing this, the Fu family and his several brothers could then establish themselves in court.

Fu Jiujiu shook her head. "The tallest tree in the forest is destroyed by the wind, let alone her. She already has everything she wants. As for fame and glory, let the emperor have it."

"I'm afraid they know my house is rich!" Fu Zhuzhu said childishly.

Emperor Chengde burst into laughter, "Well, you're right, your family does seem quite wealthy!"

"All gone, all gone, not a single penny left." Fu Jiujiao waved her hand, looking very nervous, as if afraid someone would snatch it away.

Tang Xian and Emperor Chengde were both amused by her ridiculous appearance, but Tang Xian knew that the little dumpling definitely didn't mean it. M..

"Your Majesty, these grains and herbs are now yours. Didn't you promise to return them to me in the fall? Well... now they are all yours. You are the Emperor, you have money, no one will say anything about it, and you don't have to worry about being robbed."

Fu Jiujiu's flattery was as silent as a whisper, and the Emperor Chengde was greatly pleased.

Because the food arrived promptly, he was a wise and decisive lord. The people would be even more devoted to him.

"Wasn't that a loss for Chi-Chi?" Emperor Chengde wanted the name he desired, naturally unwilling to make the little milk dumpling feel wronged. "What does Chi-Chi want?"

Fujujiao had prepared a gift for her brother before, but she hadn't thought about getting herself a reward. This time, she really didn't know.

"Well then, I shall bestow upon you a marriage match, to a good family?" the Emperor of Chengde said.

His words really raised both Tang Xian and Fu Jiujiu's spirits.

"Father, Jijiu is still young."

Fujujiao nodded, "That's right, I'm just about to turn four."

"Four years old... Or, how about this, I'll take you as my adopted daughter and bestow upon you the title of princess, just for fun?" Emperor Chengde chuckled.

Fu Jiujiu was still considering, but Tang Xian once again refused for her, “Your Majesty, since the Fu family doesn't want to take credit for the disaster relief grain, wouldn't it be inappropriate to bestow princess status upon Jiujiu at this time?”

The Emperor of Chengde nodded, "Old Seventh still thinks things through."

Being rewarded without merit makes people feel that he is just doing things according to his own preferences, which is not appropriate.

"Your Majesty, how about you owe me first?"

The Emperor of Chengde smiled wryly, "Alright then, when you've decided what you want, come find me."

This novel is published first on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network.