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Chapter 92 It's a pity

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"Qingcheng? Where is that?" Sheng Qingyuan asked.

Miss Shu picked up the pen and ink next to her and gestured to Sheng Qingyuan: "This is the capital, this is Fushou City, this is Qingcheng. Qingcheng is in the southwest of the capital, and Fushou City is in the southeast, so it is normal for the princess to not pass by Qingcheng on the way to get up."

"I have been to Qingcheng once. If the carriage is faster and I don't stop to rest in the middle, I can get there in half a day. If it is slower, I can get there in one day's carriage." Miss Huang also echoed...

Sheng Qingyuan was overjoyed when he heard this: "If you can really find bamboo suitable for making bamboo carvings in Qingcheng, then you are my great benefactors of Zhuxinfang."

When Miss Shu heard this, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said shyly: "I, I just happened to see it in the book."

Sheng Qingyuan smiled and said to her, "Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles is equally important in my opinion. Look, these thousands of books just save me this thousand miles of miles?"

Sheng Qingyuan immediately called Du Shujun who was disguised in front of them and said to him: "Thank you to take two masters to Qingcheng to see if the bamboo there is suitable."

"Okay, I'll take someone there now." Du Shujun nodded in response.

"No, I'd better go there in person. If the bamboos there are suitable and there are enough, Zhushanfang can also be considered doing it." Sheng Qingyuan said then.

Miss Huang asked curiously: "What is Zhushanfang? Is it the same as Zhuxinfang?"

"Same, but different." Sheng Qingyuan roughly told them about the situation in Zhushanfang.

Several noble ladies also felt very novel and liked the business model of Zhushanfang: "Since Zhushanfang is so popular among the people in Fushou City, why isn't it open in the capital?"

Sheng Qingyuan said: "Because Zhushanfang needs more bamboo, and Zhushanfang makes some relatively basic styles and the price is not high. If bamboo is transported from Zhushan Village, the cost will suddenly increase a lot. When the price is high, the price will naturally increase. This is not a good thing for the people."

Listening to Sheng Qingyuan's words, Ms. Shu sighed: "The princess is really kind."

Sheng Qingyuan said with a faint smile: "After all, I have suffered like this before, so I may know more about what ordinary people care about and where their scope of acceptance lies."

After hearing Sheng Qingyuan's words, everyone admired and liked her more.

These words were heard by some people passing by and slowly spread to the public.

After hearing this, the people in the public couldn't help but sigh that it was so good that there was a concubine-friendly princess.

I also look forward to it even more. If such a friendly princess could hold more power in her hands, would she also want to do so and think about the people?

Thinking of Sheng Qingyuan's identity, everyone will naturally think of Shen Zhao, and can't help but think, can you reasonably infer that His Highness Jing, who is determined to marry such a civilian princess, can you reasonably infer that his heart is as soft as Princess Jing?

For a moment, the voices in the market that Shen Zhao and his wife were hoping for greater power began to spread a light layer.

Shen Zhao and Sheng Qingyuan didn't seem to hear these sounds in the market. They should continue to do what they should do on weekdays.

Two days later, after confirming that there was indeed a large area of ​​bamboo forest outside Qingcheng City, the two of them simply packed up and went to Qingcheng to find bamboo.

Before going to Qingcheng, Sheng Qingyuan also asked the noble girl who had been to Qingcheng if there were any delicious food along the way.

The noble girls envied and admired Sheng Qingyuan's ability. Sheng Qingyuan rarely asked them about something they knew but she didn't know, and answered even more earnestly.

So, soon, most of the people in the capital knew that Sheng Qingyuan and Shen Zhao were going to Qingcheng to find bamboo and go to the mountains and rivers.

Someone couldn't help but joke, "It's a way to find bamboo, and it's a matter of traveling around the mountains and rivers."

"Anyway, Your Majesty obviously has no intention of reusing Your Highness King Jing. Isn't it good to accompany the princess to play around like this?"

"It's pretty good, it's a pity."
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