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Chapter 317: — A New Market for the Common People · Nov 02, 2026

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301 Chapter 301: Prayers Beneath the Shadow of the North 2026-11-02
302 Chapter 302: The Dowager’s Fear 2026-11-02
303 Chapter 303: the weight of the throne 2026-11-02
304 Chapter 304: The Dowager’s Quiet Thoughts 2026-11-02
305 Chapter 305: Forgotten Memories and Hidden Fear 2026-11-02
306 Chapter 306: Whispers of Fear in the Imperial Court 2026-11-02
307 Chapter 307: Questions Buried in History 2026-11-02
308 Chapter 308: Villages Filled With Grief 2026-11-02
309 Chapter 309: — The Promise He Never Intended to Keep 2026-11-02
310 Chapter 310: The Dowager Empress’s Thoughts 2026-11-02
311 Chapter 311: A Mother’s Advice 2026-11-02
312 Chapter 312: The Return of the Lost 2026-11-02
313 Chapter 313: The Three Mischievous Ghosts 2026-11-02
314 Chapter 314: The Strange Weakness 2026-11-02
315 Chapter 315: The Cry in the Night 2026-11-02
316 Chapter 316: The Dowager’s Concerns 2026-11-02
317 Chapter 317: — A New Market for the Common People 2026-11-02
318 Chapter 318: The Emperor’s Decree 2026-11-02
319 Chapter 319: The Whisper Bowl Festival Meeting 2026-11-02
320 Chapter 320: The Kingdom Awaits the Festival 2026-11-02
321 Chapter 321: The First Day of the Festival Market 2026-11-02
322 Chapter 322: Smiles Across the Empire 2026-11-02
323 Chapter 323: — The Festival Beyond the Palace 2026-11-02
324 Chapter 324: The Festival of Prosperity 2026-11-02
325 Chapter 325: The Festival’s Great Success 2026-11-02
326 Chapter 326: The Scroll in the Night 2026-11-02
327 Chapter 327: The Dowager’s Fear 2026-11-02
328 Chapter 328: The Cry That Shook the Kingdom 2026-11-02
329 Chapter 329: The Morning After the Cry 2026-11-02
330 Chapter 330: The Boundary of Light 2026-11-02
331 Chapter 331: The Emperor’s Promise 2026-11-02
332 Chapter 332: Someone Among Us 2026-11-02
333 Chapter 333: The Courtyard of Too Much Silence 2026-11-02
334 Chapter 334: The First Report 2026-11-02
335 Chapter 335: Lunch Beneath Smiling Masks 2026-11-02
336 Chapter 336: An Unexpected Request 2026-11-02
337 Chapter 337: The Empress’s Feast 2026-11-02
338 Chapter 338: The Feast in the Empress’s Courtyard 2026-11-02
339 Chapter 339: Shadows Behind a Smile 2026-11-02
340 Chapter 340: Whispers in the Servants’ Courtyard 2026-11-02
341 Chapter 341: Cracks in the Story 2026-11-02
342 Chapter 342: The Ghosts’ Early Morning Hunger 2026-11-02
343 Chapter 343: A Heart That Beat Differently 2026-11-02
344 Chapter 344: The Monk’s Protection 2026-11-02
345 Chapter 345: Blood in Prince Liang’s Courtyard 2026-11-02
346 Chapter 346: The Dowager’s Doubt 2026-11-02
347 Chapter 347: The Palace of Wandering Spirits 2026-11-02
348 Chapter 348: Tea Beneath the Pearl Blossoms 2026-11-02
349 Chapter 349: An Invitation for Afternoon Tea 2026-11-02
350 Chapter 350: storm before storm 2026-11-02

The next morning, the atmosphere inside the Imperial Palace was unusually busy.

In the Emperor’s study, several officials were already waiting outside, carrying documents and reports.

Inside the chamber, the Emperor sat behind his desk while the Dowager Empress sat nearby drinking tea.

A servant entered and bowed.

”Your Majesty, Prince Liang has arrived.”

The Emperor nodded.

”Let them enter.”

A moment later, the doors opened.

Prince Liang walked inside.

Beside him was the merchant who had recently approached him regarding the large amount of unsold goods stored in warehouses throughout the capital.

Both men bowed.

”This subject greets Your Majesty.”

”This humble merchant greets Your Majesty and Dowager Empress.”

The Emperor gestured.

”Rise.”

The merchant stood carefully, visibly nervous.

This was the first time he had entered the imperial study.

The Dowager Empress observed him quietly.

Prince Liang stepped forward.

”Your Majesty, the merchant has brought samples.”

The Emperor nodded.

”Show them.”

Immediately several servants entered carrying large wooden boxes.

The boxes were opened one after another.

The merchant began introducing the products.

”These are embroidered silk robes.”

”These are leather shoes.”

”These are decorative lamps.”

”These are hairpins and jewelry.”

”These are home decorations.”

The items were carefully placed on display.

The Dowager Empress picked up a jade hairpin.

The carving was beautiful.

The workmanship was excellent.

Only one small defect could be noticed upon close inspection.

The Dowager Empress raised an eyebrow.

”This is the defective item?”

The merchant bowed.

”Yes, Your Highness.”

”Most defects are very minor.”

The Emperor examined a silk robe.

The stitching was nearly perfect.

Only a tiny flaw near the sleeve could be seen.

Ordinary people would never notice.

The Dowager Empress looked surprised.

”This is still usable.”

The merchant nodded immediately.

”That is why it pains us to throw them away.”

”However, nobles refuse to purchase imperfect goods.”

The Emperor remained silent for a moment.

Then he picked up several reports.

”I have reviewed your inventory.”

The merchant straightened.

The Emperor continued.

”Thousands of items remain unsold.”

”Warehouses are overflowing.”

The merchant sighed.

”Yes, Your Majesty.”

”We are losing money every month.”

The Dowager Empress placed down the hairpin.

”It is wasteful.”

Prince Liang nodded.

”Exactly.”

The Emperor finally spoke.

”We will create a special market.”

The merchant’s eyes widened.

The Dowager Empress looked interested.

”A market?”

The Emperor nodded.

”These goods will be sold separately.”

”Clearly labeled.”

”Customers will know they contain minor defects.”

The merchant quickly agreed.

”That is acceptable.”

The Emperor continued.

”As for pricing.”

Everyone became attentive.

The Emperor looked at the merchant.

”The products will be sold between one and fifty copper cents.”

The merchant calculated quickly.

Normally these items sold for much more.

But now—

The choice was simple.

Sell cheaply.

Or continue losing money.

Finally he bowed deeply.

”I agree.”

The Emperor nodded.

”It is better than throwing them away.”

The merchant smiled bitterly.

”Much better, Your Majesty.”

The Dowager Empress examined another decorative lantern.

”This will help ordinary families.”

Prince Liang nodded.

”Many people cannot afford luxury goods.”

The Emperor agreed.

”And merchants recover part of their losses.”

”A benefit for both sides.”

The merchant’s face brightened.

For the first time in months, he could see hope.

The Emperor leaned back.

”Within ten days.”

”The market will be organized.”

Prince Liang immediately nodded.

”I will oversee preparations.”

The Emperor continued.

”I will also announce the plan during court.”

”The officials must be informed.”

The merchant looked overwhelmed.

”Thank you, Your Majesty.”

The Emperor waved his hand.

”Do not thank me yet.”

”The market must succeed first.”

Everyone smiled slightly.

The tension in the room eased.

The Dowager Empress looked around at the displayed products once more.

”If this succeeds...”

She said thoughtfully.

”Many other merchants may join.”

Prince Liang nodded.

”That is my expectation.”

The Emperor’s eyes sharpened slightly.

”And if it succeeds...”

”We may establish permanent markets in other cities.”

The merchant almost couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

A solution that had started as a desperate attempt to clear warehouses might become an entirely new business model for the empire.

The Dowager Empress smiled faintly.

”It seems this empire may soon have a market where even ordinary people can purchase beautiful things.”

The Emperor nodded.

”That is the goal.”

Outside the palace windows, the capital continued its daily bustle.

But inside the study—

A new idea had just taken its first step.

One that might change the lives of merchants and commoners alike.

The merchant representatives had finally left the palace.

The doors of the Dowager Empress’s courtyard hall closed behind them.

For the first time that afternoon—

Silence returned.

Outside, servants moved quietly between the lantern-lit pathways.

Inside, only three people remained.

The Dowager Empress.

The Emperor.

And Prince Liang.

A large map of the capital rested on the table.

Several scrolls listing merchant stalls, entertainers, food vendors, and security arrangements were spread before them.

The Dowager Empress slowly sipped her tea.

For a while, nobody spoke.

Then she sighed.

A long, tired sigh.

”The capital has become restless.”

Prince Liang nodded.

”It is worse than before.”

The Emperor’s expression darkened slightly.

He already knew.

His spies reported everything.

Every rumor.

Every whisper.

Every accusation.

The Dowager Empress placed her teacup down.

”The people are still talking about the Empress.”

The room grew quiet.

Prince Liang glanced at the Emperor.

The Emperor remained silent.

The Dowager Empress continued.

”They say she tried to take her own life because she wasn’t loved.”

”They say she was isolated.”

”They say the palace pushed her to the edge.”

Her voice became heavier with every sentence.

Prince Liang rubbed his forehead.

”The storytellers in the tea houses have made it even worse.”

The Emperor’s jaw tightened.

He hated those rumors.

Not because they insulted him.

But because they reminded him of how close he had come to losing her.

The Dowager Empress continued.

”And then there was the kidnapping attempt.”

Prince Liang nodded.

”Everyone knows about the ambush now.”

”Half the capital believes assassins are hiding around every corner.”

The Emperor looked toward the capital map.

The attack bothered him.

More than he admitted.

Someone had planned it carefully.

Someone was moving in the shadows.

And they still didn’t know who.

The Dowager Empress sighed again.

”Then Princess Zhi.”

The room became even quieter.

Everyone remembered.

The nights Princess Zhi spent crying.

The servants hearing her sobs through the corridors.

The palace women whispering.

The rumors spreading.

Soon the entire capital knew.

Prince Liang shook his head.

”People still talk about hearing crying from the palace at night.”

The Dowager Empress looked exhausted.

”One incident after another.”

The Emperor finally spoke.

”Which is why the festival must succeed.”

Both of them nodded.

That was the reason for this meeting.

The festival market wasn’t just entertainment.

It was strategy.

The kingdom needed something else to talk about.

Something brighter.

Something happier.

Something stronger than rumors.

Prince Liang unfolded another scroll.

”The lantern festival alone won’t be enough.”

”We need performances.”

”Competitions.”

”Merchant stalls.”

The Dowager Empress nodded.

”And food.”

Prince Liang smiled slightly.

”People forgive many things when they’re eating.”

The Emperor actually chuckled.

A rare sight.

The Dowager Empress looked surprised.

Then she laughed softly too.

”That is true.”

The atmosphere became lighter.

For a moment.

Then the Emperor reached for one of the documents.

”As for the food stalls...”

Prince Liang immediately looked up.

The Dowager Empress followed.

The Emperor placed the scroll on the table.

”There is only one choice.”

The Dowager Empress already knew.

”The Whisper Bowl.”

The Emperor nodded.

”Yes.”

Prince Liang smiled.

”I agree.”

The Dowager Empress raised an eyebrow.

”So certain?”

Prince Liang shrugged.

”It is practical.”

The Emperor leaned slightly forward.

”No restaurant in the kingdom can produce fresh food in large quantities as efficiently as they can.”

Prince Liang immediately added,

”Most vendors prepare food hours before serving.”

”They leave it sitting.”

”By evening, it becomes cold.”

The Dowager Empress frowned.

”And potentially dangerous.”

The Emperor nodded.

”Food poisoning.”

The room became serious again.

A festival meant thousands of visitors.

Nobles.

Officials.

Merchants.

Commoners.

One mistake could ruin everything.

Prince Liang tapped the table.

”We cannot risk that.”

”The entire purpose of this event is to improve public morale.”

The Dowager Empress agreed.

”The last thing we need is hundreds of people becoming sick.”

The Emperor continued.

”The Whisper Bowl prepares food continuously.”

”Their kitchens are organized.”

”Their ingredients are fresh.”

”Their staff are trained.”

Prince Liang nodded.

”And they can serve large crowds faster than anyone.”

The Dowager Empress remembered reports she had read.

Even nobles praised the restaurant.

Its popularity had spread throughout multiple towns.

Its reputation was excellent.

She nodded slowly.

”The Empress built something impressive.”

The Emperor’s expression softened slightly.

Almost unconsciously.

Prince Liang noticed.

The Dowager Empress noticed too.

Neither mentioned it.

The Emperor continued calmly.

”They should receive the central food area.”

Prince Liang smiled.

”People will line up before sunrise.”

The Dowager Empress laughed softly.

”Probably.”

Prince Liang pointed toward the map.

”If the food succeeds, people will talk about the festival.”

”If the festival succeeds, people will stop talking about palace scandals.”

The Emperor nodded.

That was exactly the point.

The Dowager Empress folded her hands.

”No more discussions about suicide.”

”No more stories about kidnappings.”

”No more gossip about Princess Zhi crying.”

Prince Liang added,

”No more tea-house storytellers inventing nonsense.”

The Emperor looked toward the palace window.

Outside—

The evening lanterns glowed softly.

Somewhere in the Duke residence—

The Empress was probably helping her family prepare for the wedding.

Laughing with her sister.

Arguing with her cousin.

Living peacefully.

The thought eased something in his heart.

The Dowager Empress noticed his distant expression.

A knowing smile appeared briefly.

Then disappeared.

She stood.

”The festival proceeds as planned.”

Prince Liang nodded.

”I’ll handle security.”

The Emperor nodded.

”I’ll approve the merchant permits.”

The Dowager Empress looked at both men.

For the first time in weeks—

The palace was planning something hopeful.

Not reacting to disaster.

Not investigating tragedy.

But building something joyful.

Something bright.

Something that would fill the capital with music, food, laughter, and light.

And perhaps—

For a little while—

The kingdom would forget its fears.

At least until the shadows moved again.

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