"Righteous Merchant"
For the first time in his life, Zhao Minglang was kneeling on the ground, receiving an edict, and it was all because of the honor brought to the family by the most unreliable third son.
What did he do?
He actually received the Emperor's personally bestowed plaque of "Righteous Merchant". Hang it up, it must be hung up.
"Young Master, you're truly amazing!"
Qingsheng was full of pride!
His master was indeed very capable, young and promising, earning such a great honor.
"Qingsheng, buy some firecrackers, some candies, and exchange for two baskets of Copper Coins. When the plaque is hung up, let the neighbors and passersby share in the joy."
"Understood, Young Master!"
Qingsheng swiftly went about his tasks.
"Third Brother, is it really okay to be so high-profile?"
Zhao Minglang thought that since this was the Emperor's territory, being too flamboyant might attract envy, no?
