[National Treasury System + Crushing Scum + Strong Female Lead + Building Wealth]
“Congratulations, Host! After six years of selfless devotion to your husband, you have successfully activated the Great Zong Treasury Symbiotic System!”
The System’s voice had barely faded when her husband, fresh from placing first in the imperial exam, appeared with the daughter of a vice minister at his side, pityingly handing her a divorce letter. “Qingzhi, don’t blame me for being heartless. Our stations are worlds apart now. As a scholar serving the Son of Heaven, I must help set the realm to rights. You’ve worked yourself nearly blind and can barely read. How could you manage the inner household of a prominent family? This divorce letter preserves both our dignity. Don’t be unreasonable and ruin my future.” Shen Qingzhi didn’t even look up. She made a clean getaway in one swift move, registered her own household, and set out on her own.
Everyone thought a discarded wife would starve in the wilderness without her top-scholar husband. But they had no idea: The Great Zong treasury was depleted? She waved a hand, and storehouses overflowed with high-yield crops! The northern army had run out of pay? Her space workshop sprang into action, sending repeating crossbows to the front lines overnight! Her ex-husband struggled to survive in the Ministry of Revenue, fretting over money until he spat blood every day. She, meanwhile, used her bond with the treasury to rise to become the emperor’s personally appointed “Chief Minister for All Under Heaven,” wielding power over the entire court!
Those who wanted her to go back, urged her to be sensible, or hoped she’d bask in the glory of her top-scholar husband can all go to bed and dream on. Want to use her to earn a reputation for virtue and pretend to be devoted? Not a chance. She will never go back to an ex! The Ninth Thousand Years, a powerful regent who stood at her side, brought down his blade with a single slash: “Anyone who dares tell my wife to go back will have their entire family sent to the afterlife!”
The once-glorious top scholar was stripped of his post and had his estate confiscated. He lay sprawled in the mud like a dead dog. At last, he sobbed bloodied tears: Without Shen Qingzhi, the path to his meteoric rise had been a dead end from the very beginning!