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

Three days later, it was the birthday of Madam Lin's maternal grandmother. Madam Lin dressed up and went confidently.

At this birthday banquet, Madam Lin became the focus of attention.

All the female customers surrounded her, trying to please her and get her skincare secrets out of her.

Mrs. Lin enjoyed this feeling of triumph and originally did not intend to tell anyone about the skin care cream, but she could not resist the persistent pleading of her sisters-in-law and finally revealed the beauty cream.

The news about the skin-nourishing cream spread like wildfire, and a few days later, dozens of wives of officials came to the Plum Garden with generous gifts.

Su Qianqian has a particular fondness for money. She personally sorts through the gifts every day, storing each one in the storeroom. She discovered that there are quite a few unique and valuable gifts among them.

The beauty and skincare business is indeed very lucrative!

In just a few days, the gifts received were estimated to be worth over ten thousand taels of silver.

The people keeping watch outside the plum garden went back to the Feng residence to report the situation.

"Your Excellency, more and more women are sending gifts to Plum Garden. We're overwhelmed with gifts."

Upon hearing this news, Prime Minister Feng was furious and smashed all the teacups and teapots placed on his bedside table.

That Miss Su is receiving so many gifts that she can't even count them all; how enviable!

He, the prime minister of a great nation, hadn't received any gifts in a long time. The only gift he received was an empty bottle of skincare cream from Lord Lin of the Ministry of Revenue, which hardly counted as a gift.

"Your Excellency, should we warn the other officials to restrain the Madam's words and actions and prevent her from forming cliques with Miss Su?"

Prime Minister Feng shook his head. Warnings are useless; women can be crazy about becoming beautiful.

Even his own wife does the same; every few days she goes to the plum garden to deliver gifts in exchange for skincare creams.

If you can't even control your own wife, how can you control someone else's wife?

Prime Minister Feng had nowhere to vent his inner bitterness, and there was only one person he could confide in: Vice Minister Luo.

"Steward Chen, go and call Minister Luo here, and have someone prepare a table of good dishes to go with the wine and send it to my room."

Prime Minister Feng planned to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

In less than half an hour, Vice Minister Luo arrived.

Prime Minister Feng grasped Vice Minister Luo's wrinkled hand and tearfully lamented, "Old Luo, I earnestly entrusted this to my trusted officials, but their wives not only failed to humiliate Su Bing's wife, they even managed to curry favor with her."

"Those women who love beauty send gifts to Plum Garden every day. Today, there were more than thirty officials' wives who sent gifts to Plum Garden."

"Old Luo, you have no idea, all those women sent to the plum garden were valuable items."

Upon hearing this, Vice Minister Luo felt quite uncomfortable.

The Luo family is currently facing financial difficulties, and the shipping business they invested in with the Murong family has a long cycle and is not yet ready to recoup their costs.

He's been worrying himself sick over money lately, and he's finally come to understand a truth—money is hard to earn, and shit is hard to swallow.

But why is it that girl can earn so much every day?

Yesterday, Murong Yan went to the Luo residence to visit Mingfang and told her the following news.

It is said that the national advisor of the Southern Yue Kingdom was exceptionally powerful, capable of subduing demons and monsters.

Minister Luo felt that Su Qianqian was no ordinary person; ordinary people wouldn't be that capable.

He's good at everything: he's great at fighting, cooking, and making money. He's even been praised as a painting genius by the painting master.

Everyone says that Zhiduo is almost like a demon, and he thinks that girl is definitely a witch.

Perhaps the Grand Preceptor of the Southern Yue Kingdom that Murong Yan mentioned can get rid of that girl.

"Your Excellency, Su Bing's daughter is most likely a demoness. Let's try to find a reclusive master to subdue her."

Prime Minister Feng felt that Vice Minister Luo was exactly to his liking: "Old Luo, I think the same way. That girl is definitely a vixen. It's a pity that my leg injury will take a long time to heal. I can only trouble you, Old Luo, to help me find a master. I'll provide the money, and you provide the effort."

After saying that, he immediately took out a thousand taels of silver notes and stuffed them into Vice Minister Luo's hand, saying, "Use these first, and I'll make up the difference if you need more later."

Prime Minister Feng's approach pleased Vice Minister Luo, who happened to be short of money.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency. I will definitely find a Taoist priest with profound skills and get rid of that demoness. Right now, our main task is to create momentum and make everyone believe that Miss Su is a demoness."

"Alright, Lao Luo, I'll leave this to you."

In his excitement, Prime Minister Feng aggravated the wound on his leg, causing it to hurt again. He beckoned for Steward Chen to come closer.

Not wanting Vice Minister Luo to hear, he whispered to Steward Chen, "Go and find a way to get a jar of skin cream."

I ate half of the skin cream I got from Lord Lin last time, and the other half fell onto my injured leg. The healing effect was amazing. My leg stopped hurting immediately, and even the abscess disappeared.

Even the doctor was amazed, so when his leg started to hurt, he remembered Miss Su's skincare cream.

"Manager Chen, hurry up and get a jar back."

"Yes, sir."

Manager Chen's lips twitched repeatedly.

It's truly baffling that Luo, the Vice Minister, would insist on calling his own granddaughter a witch.

And then there's the Prime Minister, who calls Miss Su a witch, yet he desperately wants to possess her things. Isn't he afraid that her things carry evil energy? Isn't he afraid that her things will harm people?

After Steward Chen left, Vice Minister Luo asked, "What did the Prime Minister just say he wanted to get a jar of something?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I was talking about an ointment for treating my injured leg."

Prime Minister Feng dared not reveal the truth.

He had just complained to Minister Luo about how the wives of officials were exchanging gifts at the plum garden. If he were to tell Minister Luo that he was also going to get some skin cream, wouldn't that be like slapping himself in the face?

"Come on, Brother Luo, let's drink!"

The two drank several cups of wine in succession, their faces turning red, and the wine only intensified their sorrow.

Prime Minister Feng kept sighing, "My life has been smooth sailing, but ever since that Miss Su appeared, His Majesty has often compared me to her, making me look like trash—"

Vice Minister Luo remembered that there was something very important he hadn't mentioned yet. "Your Excellency, I have some bad news to tell you."

"Your Excellency, you have arranged for people to replace Miss Su in guarding Qinghe County and other cities, but the latest military report from Qinghe County has arrived at the court, saying that three of the ten cities that Miss Su had previously recaptured have been retaken by the troops of the Prince of Huainan."

Upon hearing this news, Prime Minister Feng felt a pang of unease.

What bad luck! The King of Huainan's men have seized three more cities.

"Old Luo, it's not a big deal. In war, there are winners and losers; it's quite normal."

"Your Excellency, you have no idea, His Majesty was very angry this morning. He said he wanted Miss Su to regain control of the military."

Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Feng immediately became anxious.

He had finally managed to arrange for someone to replace Miss Su and even obtained the mining rights for the silver mine; he had no intention of giving them back!