The Princess of Northern Land

"The King of Chu is a clever man and a cunning one too. He’s particularly crafty, so when you deal with him, be cautious. Otherwise, if you’re not careful, you might fall into his trap. Jiangnan, his rich fiefdom, surely provides him with ample silver, but no man would ever reject more. He’s an ambitious individual; the Jiangnan merchants transport goods back from the Northern Lands via water routes. Do you think he doesn’t know? This time, he’s coming with the intent to gain an advantage," Chu Suifeng analyzed for her.

"Humph, who said advantages are easy to take? If he wants to take one, he’d have to see if I’m willing. He’s wishful thinking," Lin Ziyin retorted, rolling her eyes dismissively.

Chu Suifeng burst into laughter. He derived pleasure from Lin Ziyin’s expressive face. "As for the King of Rui, he probably followed the Crown Prince’s directives, or more appropriately, the Emperor’s orders."

"Really?" Lin Ziyin asked with surprise, "The Emperor was clearly opposed to the flood of Northern goods into Daqin."

"As I said, no one ever shuns more silver. Perhaps my queen is unaware of how popular your factory’s products are in Capital City. Vegetable oil, soy sauce, vinegar, and seasonings have found their way into wealthy households, royal courts, and restaurants. Many people have already developed a taste for these distinct flavors. We have cut off their supply for three months, and the only available goods in the Capital City are from merchants who clandestinely trade with us. Now, tell me, who would want to go back to eating basic food after having tasted exotic cuisines for some time?" Chu Suifeng asked, wearing a slightly smug face.

All these excellent products were indeed the creations of his beloved queen. Let them be envied.