Chapter 293: Duke Min's Mansion Confiscated and Exiled
A bowl of fine salt was brought to each person, and everyone grabbed a little and put it in their mouth.

Not bitter, no off-flavors...

Although it is not as good as the fine white salt sold in the grocery stores opened by the imperial court, it is many times better than the salt produced by the salt mines before!
The Minister of Industry said: "Salt of this quality is non-toxic and has no peculiar smell. It can be sold at the same price as the worst coarse salt."

When this was said, everyone was stunned: So cheap?!
Duke Min's face turned pale: "This is impossible!"

The reason why Duke Min was so sure that His Majesty the Emperor would not dare to do anything to him was because the process of making salt was very demanding.

If the operation is not done properly, the salt produced will be highly poisonous and can be fatal if eaten.

Who dares to gamble with the lives of the people of the world?

But what did the Minister of Works say?
The salt he made is non-toxic?!

The Minister of Industry did not give Duke Min any face: "Why is this impossible?"

"If you can't solve something, does that mean others can't solve it?"

"Our method of making salt is the Western method given to us by Madam Xiao. It is very advanced and easy to use."

"If we are given more time to practice, we can do even better!"

Duke Min's face turned pale, and he struggled to kowtow: "Your Majesty, since the Ministry of Works has craftsmen, I am willing to take them to the salt mine."

"I have experience in managing salt mines..."

"I am willing to make meritorious contributions while serving my sentence!"

The Minister of Revenue knelt beside him and said, "Your Majesty, I have thought of an excellent candidate, He Mingtang, who was in charge of the salt mine ten years ago..."

When the ministers heard this, their expressions changed: He Mingtang used to work under Duke Min, but because he was not on the same page as Duke Min, he was almost framed to death by Duke Min.

Everyone knew about this, but no one was willing to offend Duke Min for He Mingtang.

He Mingtang had been working as a minor clerk in the Ministry of Revenue doing accounting with an abacus for many years.

Everyone looked at Duke Min with amusement in their eyes.

Duke Min looked as pale as death.

He made the proposal in front of everyone, and everyone understood the cause and effect clearly. At this moment, they just wanted to say "you deserve it".

When Fu Zhonghai thinks of that scene now, he can't help but sneer.

"A duke of the previous dynasty can still enjoy this honor now, but he doesn't know how to be grateful and dares to act like a demon?!"

"He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

Fu Chenan looked at his father's domineering appearance and felt distressed: "Dad, you have worked hard recently."

Without waiting for Fu Zhonghai to be moved, he continued, "I have to accompany Yingying every afternoon, why don't you let your stepson follow you in the afternoon?"

"Let him be your royal guard?"

Fu Zhonghai:!!!

The feeling of turmoil is gone.

I have finally raised my son, and now I want to raise my grandson? !
"You unfilial son!" Fu Zhonghai cursed, but his voice lacked momentum.

After all, Miss Xiao’s health is the most important thing, and he supports her in his heart.

Seeing Fu Chenan about to leave, he seemed to remember something and reminded: "You still have to worry about your marriage with Miss Xiao."

"If you leave this matter to me, I'll kick you to death!"

Fu Chenan chuckled: "I will take care of this matter..."

He didn't have to worry about the wedding ceremony process, he just had to follow the instructions.

But his and Yingying's bedroom, the clothes for the wedding day, and the things that need to be prepared for Yingying... all need to be prepared in advance.

Thinking that the Weaving Department had sent the best embroiderer to make Yingying's wedding dress, Fu Chenan ran to the Weaving Department.

How was it going... When Xiao Yingchun woke up, she saw Fu Chenan sitting on the sofa beside the bed, watching a video on a mobile phone in his hand.

He was also wearing a headset, obviously afraid of waking up Xiao Yingchun.

As soon as Xiao Yingchun moved, he immediately looked over and then walked over: "Awake?"

Xiao Yingchun stood up: "Why didn't you call me?"

"If you want to sleep, then sleep. Why are you getting up?"

Her pregnancy reactions include occasional vomiting and drowsiness.

Every time Fu Chenan accompanied her to eat lunch and lie down on the bed with her, she would yawn immediately and fall asleep soon...

"If you sleep too much during the day, you won't be able to sleep at night." Xiao Yingchun said this and saw the big red robe placed on the sofa.

"what is this?"

"The Weaving Department made a wedding dress for you. How about you try it on?"

Xiao Yingchun looked at the intricately embroidered clothes and thought for a moment.

"Let's go to the Weaving Department together and let the needlework lady there take a look to see if it's suitable and decide whether to modify it..."

Fu Chenan: "Okay! Doctor Meng also said that you should walk around more often..."

I went to the weaving department and tried on several sets of clothes. After careful confirmation by the weavers and embroiderers, they all felt that there was no need to make any further changes, as they were very suitable as they had expected.

Xiao Yingchun and Fu Chenan walked out side by side, talking and laughing.

The eunuchs from the Weaving Department and several maids in charge followed respectfully behind to see them off.

From afar, a woman passing by holding clothes saw Fu Chenan and Xiao Yingchun being escorted out in the middle, and hatred suddenly burst out in her eyes.

She first knelt on the ground like everyone else, waiting for the Prince and Xiao Yingchun to leave. When the two were not far from her, she suddenly rushed out and pounced on the Prince.

The woman's voice was as tender as a yellow oriole singing out of a valley: "Oh... Your Highness!"

Fu Chenan’s first reaction was to kick him out.

The woman was kicked in the chest and flew more than ten feet away. As soon as she landed on the ground, she covered her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood!
"Jia Yu!" Another woman who was kneeling not far away ran up to support the woman who was kicked and vomited blood.

The woman was held in his arms, but she refused to look away from Fu Chenan for even a moment. Her eyes were full of affection and tears, which made people feel pity for her.

"Sister, I'm fine, cough cough cough... Your Highness the Crown Prince didn't do it on purpose, it was just my own carelessness..."

Fu Chenan suddenly replied: "I did it on purpose."

"I am about to marry Yingying. If someone wants to die at this time, I am willing to help her!"

"You are from the Duke of Ming's Mansion, right?"

"You are extremely bold to plot against the Crown Prince."

"Since Duke Min's Mansion didn't teach you well, you should go back to Duke Min's Mansion."

After saying that, Fu Chenan supported Xiao Yingchun and left.

Jiayu, the concubine of the Duke of Min, who was sitting on the ground, and her sister Jiaying, who was holding her, were stunned. They felt their eyes were bloodshot and their whole bodies were cold.

How could the prince, who was always kind in the palace, be so furious? !

The woman next to him watched him being kicked from beginning to end, and she could hold back without saying a word? !
This woman’s appearance is not top-notch, not even as good as Jiayu who was kicked!

How could she be so obsessed with the prince? !

Xiao Yingchun had already walked far away, and she had no idea what this illegitimate young lady was thinking, otherwise she would have definitely given her some advice: "A woman must be self-reliant, self-loving, and self-respecting in order to get the attention and respect she wants."

The Duke of Min's Mansion was already worried because of the loss of the salt mine, and suddenly learned that Jiayu had offended the prince and was expelled from the palace. It felt like the sky was falling...

Lady Min was so anxious that she turned around and around: "What should I do? Lord, what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)