The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Inside the palace, Prime Minister Feng, who was being treated for his injured leg at the Imperial Medical Bureau, was screaming in pain.

He was in so much pain that he bit his tongue until it bled, and the wooden bed beneath him was about to break from his blows.

"Ouch, can you two quacks be a little gentler? It hurts so much!"

The tall and thin Physician Hu said helplessly, "Prime Minister Feng, we have no choice. Your leg is badly injured and we must disinfect it with strong liquor first."

Strong liquor really hurts when it gets on a wound.

Prime Minister Feng nearly bit his teeth to pieces, feeling that the imperial physician was treating him on purpose, deliberately trying to cause him pain.

But thinking about the bet he made with Miss Su, his mood improved again.

The Xuanyuan and Murong families are so arrogant that they don't even bother with the courts of various countries, so how could they possibly give face to a little girl?

Therefore, neither the Xuanyuan family nor the Murong family will attend the banquet.

Haha, Miss Su is definitely going to lose; the silver mine will finally belong to the imperial court.

If the silver mines belong to the imperial court, it's as if they're in his hands. So, who will be sent to supervise the silver mines?

Regulating silver mines is very lucrative; you have to find a reliable person to handle it.

While complaining of pain, Prime Minister Feng racked his brains to select talented individuals.

After the two imperial physicians finished treating the wound, they chatted quietly outside the gate.

"That Prime Minister Feng is really something. He gets seriously injured every few days. I'm either treating his injuries in the palace or at his home. It's exhausting."

"Is Prime Minister Feng a fool? He knows that Marquis Guiping likes to beat people, and he knows that Marquis Guiping is wholeheartedly protecting his future daughter-in-law, yet he still has to speak ill of that young girl."

"I think Prime Minister Feng is just asking for trouble. He likes to get beaten up. I just treated a patient a few days ago. That patient couldn't stand not being beaten for three days."

"I heard that Prime Minister Feng was really unlucky tonight. He stood under a tree and it fell down. This is clearly divine retribution. Even the heavens don't like him."

Prime Minister Feng was in so much pain that he kept crying out, and he couldn't hear the conversation between the imperial physicians at all. All he wanted to do was hurry to the banquet in the Imperial Garden to see Miss Su make a fool of herself.

"Doctor Hu, the wound has been bandaged up, right? Quickly find someone to carry me to the Imperial Garden."

Miss Su certainly couldn't invite anyone from the Xuanyuan or Murong families, so he had to go and mock them, otherwise his leg injury today would have been for nothing.

Emperor Qi Jing was not idle either; he knew that Miss Su probably couldn't invite either of the two families.

Even if we manage to invite them, the donated money won't be enough.

Not only do the border provisions need to be purchased with money, but the imperial court also needs to spend money on many other things.

Emperor Qi Jing looked up at the sky and sighed deeply. The shortage of silver was huge, a bottomless pit, as boundless as the night.

Therefore, he summoned the Minister of Personnel to his side and instructed him, "Quickly draft an imperial edict for me and post it out, saying that a donation of 80,000 taels of silver can be exchanged for a seventh-rank official position."

The Minister of Personnel frowned and whispered, "Your Majesty, you mustn't do this. Frequent selling of official positions will cause serious problems."

Emperor Jing of Qi was well aware that problems would arise. Historical records from various dynasties state that frequent selling of official positions could lead to the downfall of the country and the destruction of the family.

But he had no other choice. Even if it meant the fall of his country, he had to get through this crisis first.

"Alright, hurry up and finish writing it. I'll have it posted. Hopefully, we can raise enough silver by tomorrow."

The imperial edict had barely been posted when Prime Minister Feng was carried to the Imperial Garden, constantly groaning in pain.

Emperor Qi Jing asked with concern, "Minister Feng, is your leg alright?"

"It's alright, the imperial physician said that with proper rest for three months, I'll be able to walk again."

Emperor Jing of Qi usually enjoyed looking at beautiful things, so when he saw Prime Minister Feng's legs wrapped up like rice dumplings, he felt they were a bit unsightly and unconsciously frowned.

"Minister Feng, since your leg injury is so severe, I grant you permission to return home to recuperate."

This was clearly a ploy to get rid of Prime Minister Feng, but he stubbornly insisted on staying to see Su Qianqian make a fool of herself.

"Your Majesty, I am worried about Miss Su. It must be very tiring for a teenage girl to go out on errands so late at night. Once Miss Su returns safely, I will immediately head back home."

Minister Qin and the others were also quite worried about Miss Su.

Thinking that Miss Su definitely wouldn't be able to invite anyone, what a pity, the silver mine in the young lady's hands is about to fly away.

What should I say to comfort the little girl?

After waiting for about half an incense stick's time, the commander of the Imperial Guards came to report.

"Your Majesty, Miss Su has returned, and she has brought back the Old Madam Xuanyuan and a legitimate daughter of the Xuanyuan family."

These words shocked many people present.

Prime Minister Feng couldn't believe it; not only had Miss Su invited people from the Xuanyuan family, but two of them had come at once.

"Impossible, how could she possibly have that ability? She actually managed to invite the old lady of the Xuanyuan family here."

In the Xuanyuan family, only the matriarch, Madam Zhou, usually liked to show her face. Madam Zhou was as proud as a peacock.

The matriarch of the Xuanyuan family dislikes showing herself in public, and the eldest daughter of the Xuanyuan family is regarded as the apple of the family's eye and is never allowed to go out. Unexpectedly, these two have come with Miss Su.

Prime Minister Feng didn't believe it. Even if the sun rose in the west, he still wouldn't believe that the young girl could invite the old lady and the legitimate daughter of the Xuanyuan family.

Prime Minister Feng excitedly turned over, but accidentally fell off the bed.

The imperial physician Hu, who was running to the side, shook his head. "Prime Minister Feng, if you fall again, your leg will probably be ruined."

Prime Minister Feng had no intention of becoming a cripple, so he grabbed Physician Hu's hand and pleaded, "Physician Hu, please examine me quickly."

After examining him, Physician Hu found nothing seriously wrong. However, he didn't like Prime Minister Feng; the man had called him a quack back at the Imperial Medical Bureau.

So when he examined the leg, he used a little force, which made Prime Minister Feng break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"It hurts so much, you quack!"

The eunuch called out from not far away: "Miss Su has arrived, Old Madam Xuanyuan has arrived, Miss Xuanyuan has arrived."

Prime Minister Feng, ignoring the pain, struggled to prop himself up with his arms and looked in Su Qianqian's direction.

He still doesn't believe that Miss Su has the ability to invite Old Madam Xuanyuan and the eldest daughter of the Xuanyuan family. Could it be that she hired someone to impersonate them?

Prime Minister Feng's wife was the eldest daughter of the Sikong family, one of the five great families, so he had the honor of attending a banquet of the Sikong family and meeting the old lady of the Xuanyuan family once, and thus recognized her.

As the person approached, Prime Minister Feng realized that it was indeed the Old Madam Xuanyuan herself.

How is this possible? Miss Su actually managed to persuade Old Madam Xuanyuan, such a powerful figure, to come.

But the facts are undeniable, and we must acknowledge them whether we want to or not.

When Prime Minister Feng thought about the bet, he suddenly changed his mind.

"The person Miss Su invited was not the head of the Xuanyuan family, so Miss Su lost this bet. The silver mine will be taken over by the imperial court tomorrow."

Military Advisor Zhang was furious. "Lord Feng, how can you go back on your word as the Prime Minister of a great nation? You previously agreed that it would be enough to invite people from the Xuanyuan and Murong families, not that the heads of the families had to be invited."

Even the Fifth Master Meng from the Meng family isn't the head of the family.

Minister Qin and several others also testified, "Prime Minister Feng, when we made the bet, we did say that we only needed to invite people from the Xuanyuan family or the Murong family, not that we had to invite the head of the family."

Emperor Jing of Qi nodded. As the prime minister of a country, if he were to go back on his word, he would be disgracing the Great Qi.

He grew annoyed with Prime Minister Feng and urged, "Alright, Prime Minister Feng said he would return to his residence immediately upon seeing Miss Su. Commander Zhang, quickly take men to escort Prime Minister Feng back to his residence."

Emperor Qi Jing remembered the bet and called out to Prime Minister Feng again: "Wait, Prime Minister Feng, you lost the bet with Miss Su. You said that if Miss Su successfully invited people from the Xuanyuan family or the Murong family, there would be a reward."

Emperor Jing of Qi was short of money and was naturally unwilling to give money as a reward.

Since it was Prime Minister Feng who made the bet, he should bear the consequences.

"Prime Minister Feng, I hereby punish you by making you apologize to Miss Su in public on Xuanwu Street."

Prime Minister Feng felt like dying. "Your Majesty," he pleaded, "I do not wish to apologize in the street. Is there any other option?"

Emperor Qi Jing was getting impatient and wanted to send Prime Minister Feng home as soon as possible.

"Either apologize to Miss Su, or compensate Miss Su with tens of thousands of taels of silver. You choose."

Prime Minister Feng said with a wronged expression, "Then I will choose to apologize in the street. It's just a pity that my leg is injured and I won't be able to walk for three months."

Emperor Qi Jing's patience with Prime Minister Feng had reached its limit. He waved his hand and said, "It's alright. You can take a carriage to Xuanwu Street and shout out the window. You can shout whatever you want, like 'Miss Su, I'm sorry,' or 'Miss Su, you're mighty,' or 'Miss Su, you're beautiful and kind-hearted.' Just keep shouting all day long."

No matter how embarrassing Prime Minister Feng becomes, it's none of the emperor's business, as long as he, the emperor, doesn't have to pay for it.

Su Qianqian almost burst out laughing.

Prime Minister Feng, this super-sick patient, would probably faint if he were to shout for an hour.

Emperor Qi Jing didn't want to give money as a reward, so he made Prime Minister Feng apologize in the street.

To be honest, Su Qianqian thought Emperor Qi Jing was a good emperor.

Throughout history, which emperor wasn't extravagant and licentious? But Emperor Jing of Qi sacrificed himself for the people.

It is said that during the winter, Emperor Qi Jing did not burn charcoal in the imperial study in order to save money to buy grain for the border. As a result, he fell ill from the cold every few days. Every minister knew about this.