Xu Miaomiao, an ordinary foreign trade clerk, becomes Xu Jing, a bride-to-be bound for the Northwest, after an employee of the Space-Time Administration makes a blunder.
"The general still hasn't come to escort the bride. He'll surely miss the hour set for the wedding ceremony."
Her original self, spoiled, extravagant, and willful, couldn't bear such humiliation. She accidentally choked on bird's nest soup and collapsed, so Xu Miaomiao took her place.
"A sandstorm is coming!"
Xu Miaomiao: Overlord Summoning System! No? Magic power! No magic power either?
Space-Time Administrator A: All that's left is the Immortal Pool for drawing cards. It has a bit of a bug.
Xu Miaomiao: It can deal with a sandstorm, right?
Solved in a second! Xu Miaomiao gave herself a mental pat on the back. An Immortal Pool, just the name alone sounded impressive.
"Commandery Princess, sandstorms are truly terrifying when they strike without warning. Why not go to the fief the Emperor bestowed upon you first?"
What a windfall! She even had a fief. Who needed a man? She had thousands of troops. Supporting herself and living comfortably on her own sounded wonderful!
Xu Miaomiao waved her sleeve with a carefree flourish. "Let's go to my fief."
Two hours later, she looked at the impoverished people, the barren land, and the cantankerous gate officials before her.
Winter was less than half a month away. How would seven thousand people get food and clothing?
Xu Miaomiao rolled up her sleeves. Wasn't this just an upfront investment, spending money? She was in!
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"Lord Cheng is waiting outside and keeps urging the general's residence to come escort the bride."
Zhao Hanye was conducting a drill over the sand table. He replied casually, "There are sandstorms at the Guanxia Pass every day before winter. Why make the Commandery Princess risk the journey to Anji City?"
The military advisor understood his meaning. "I'll prepare a memorial for the general to submit. The general's residence will surely put the Commandery Princess's safety first."
Zhao Hanye nodded slightly. "Winter is nearly here. I need to make another trip to the Southern Qing Kingdom to 'borrow' some grain. I'll have to leave the affairs of the city to you, Advisor."
The advisor replied, "Don't worry. I'll handle those insignificant matters."
Five months later, the court once again delayed the grain and provisions.
Zhao Hanye stopped a new merchant caravan. "Who is in charge?"
"I am. Xu Miao."
Another three months passed. Zhao Hanye brought his people to borrow grain.
Xu Miaomiao said, "You want to borrow grain? Easy. Sign a contract first."
Later, Zhao Hanye stood atop the city tower in Anji City, gazing toward Xu Miaomiao's fief, lost in thought for a long time.
The people at the general's residence grew anxious. "When will the general be able to marry the Commandery Princess?"
The advisor said, "I have a plan. If it works, the general's residence will have its mistress."
Saved on 2022.02.02
Theme: Self-reliance, prosperity, and unity
