Mind reading, I used the concubine system to become the empress

After noon, in Lijingxuan.

Lin Shu looked at the arranged tables and chairs and kept clicking his tongue.

[This is really efficient. The stage was built in just a short while.]

The emperor sat in the center of the front row.

Mr. Meng and his party rushed into the palace without even finishing their meal.

Looking at the stage in front of him, he fell into deep thought.

I really didn't understand what the emperor meant.

Could it be that he felt that they were working too hard and wanted to comfort them? Let them take some time out to listen to the opera?

Mencius' mind was always filled with the lunch he hadn't finished yet.

I really have no interest in opera.

Seeing that everyone was not interested, the emperor quietly explained to the ministers.

The look on his face says that my great cause depends on you.

However, no one reacted. They were still immersed in the emotion of the emperor being so inhuman.

He even spared no effort on his own concubines.

They also need to be caught and forced to work.

I couldn't help but shed tears for these concubines.

Murong Xun didn't say anything, but just sat down with a smile on his face.

There was no trace of surprise on his face.

After all, if someone can even exploit his own daughter, what else can't he do?

After a nap, Lin Shu looked expectant and smiled perfunctorily at everyone.

Just calm down and look at the stage with anticipation.

Unfortunately, the effect was far from what Lin Shu had expected.

The playing of various musical instruments and singing made Lin Shu drowsy.

Whether it was a calligraphy and painting performance or a propositional performance, there was silence both on and off the stage.

There was nothing else except the sound of the wind.

Only dancing could cheer Lin Shu up.

Watching it intently.

So the whole group of people's minds were filled with Lin Shu's cheering voice.

The noise was so annoying, but fortunately after the dance ended, Lin Shu calmed down again.

The emperor was finally relieved, as she was afraid that Lin Shu would say something vicious.

Soon, the performance came to an end.

The last person to appear is the beauty who is going to sing a little song for the emperor.

When she came on stage, she bowed and gave the emperor a wink.

"This is a little song I composed for Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty likes it~~~"

Old Meng's beard was trembling with fear at the slight tremor.

Meng Zidu almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

The look in his eyes when he looked at the emperor was full of sympathy.

The emperor kept coughing, "Okay, let's get started!"

The beauty on the stage was not afraid and glanced at the emperor coquettishly.

The beauty opened her red lips, her singing voice was light and delicate, and her soft Wu dialect was filled with endless charm and gracefulness that touched people's hearts.

It was different from the way she spoke with all her affectation and vibrato.

Singing the minor tune is particularly melodious and natural.

Although the words are not gorgeous, they are so sincere and touching that people can't help but feel pity.

As she finished singing, she just opened her mouth like this.

All atmosphere was destroyed.

Everyone wished that she would shut up immediately, because without saying anything she would still be a beautiful woman that people could cherish.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to strangle her to death on the spot.

Lin Shu looked at everyone's painful and distorted expressions and laughed so hard that he fell backwards.

【Hahaha, actually it’s not that bad. 】

[It's just a slipper stuck in my throat, it's okay. ]

【It will get better after listening to it more. 】

[But this girl is quite talented. She uses simple words but is able to stir the emotions of the audience.]

[A perfect Minister of Propaganda! ]

[Not only can she bring in goods, but if Dad wants to spread any public opinion or rumors, she is the right person to go to.]

The emperor's eyelids twitched a few times, and he really wanted to ask Lin Shu if he was serious.

Maybe he could try it.

The emperor dismissed his concubines and asked them to go back and wait for news.

He carried Lin Shu to the imperial study.

Learn about the talent levels of his concubines.

I didn't expect that some of them actually had some talent.

One of them is the crybaby Concubine Yu, who is not only an excellent painter but also quite creative.

For the ideas that the people in the Clothing Bureau come up with on the spur of the moment, they can also come up with satisfactory solutions in a very short time.

There are a few others who are not as good as Yupin, but they can all be used.

When the emperor heard this, he smiled even more happily.

He instructed the Shangyi Bureau: "From now on, you should follow the drawings of Yupin and others."

"Is it done?"

The emperor hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Let them all try it."

"Give it to whoever is most suitable."

The Shangyi Bureau received the order, but Meng Zidu and his party had not yet understood the emperor's intention.

Only after all the musicians had left did Mencius begin to ask.

The emperor pretended to be mysterious and grinned.

"You will know it in the future."

Several people retreated with doubts.

But I was thinking in my heart, His Majesty can't be so jealous of seeing people idle in the palace.

Could it be Fubao’s idea again?

Lin Shu sneezed in the emperor's arms.

[Who is talking about me again? ]

Lin Shu was also a little strange at this time.

[Does my dad want to be like what I think? We are so in sync.]

Lin Shu was delighted.

[The boxes in the house were also moved away. My father should have discovered the secret recipes.]

[As long as my father puts all of these into practice, we will definitely not be short of money in the future. ]

Lin Shu was suddenly stunned when he thought of this.

[By the way, is the salt field still in my father's hands? ]

[Could it be that all the salt fields are in the hands of the noble families? ]

[If this is true, I'm afraid it will take my father a long time to get the salt field back.]

When the emperor heard this, he choked.

He is not so useless. They have nearly a hundred salt fields in Dayan.

He also owns more than thirty salt fields.

If he were an emperor and didn't own a single salt field, there would be no point in him being an emperor.

I'm so poor that I'm going to die.

Lin Shu had no idea how many salt fields there were in Dayan and could only make random guesses.

[If Daddy has many salt fields, there might be people from other families in them.]

[If this method of increasing the efficiency of salt production gets out, Dad won't be able to make any money.]

Lin Shu was a little worried, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

[But if the method is leaked, the people can benefit from it. ]

【As salt production increases, the price will inevitably decrease. 】

[They can’t pile up the goods in the warehouse and sell them slowly.]

[If this happens, they can only watch their father making money, and they will definitely be unable to bear it.]

[Of course, if Daddy doesn’t have a salt farm. 】

[Oh, he should first try to take back some salt fields.]

Lin Shu continued to ponder how to make more money.

[Nowadays, people buy coarse salt, so there must be a way to make fine salt in the salt-making process. ]

[Productivity is not keeping up now, so even if we have a method, we certainly can’t produce it in large quantities. ]

[Even if it is produced, ordinary people cannot afford it. ]

[Daddy just needs to ensure that this technology is not leaked.]

【Produces fine salt of higher quality than other salt fields. 】

[You will definitely make a lot of money. ]

The emperor couldn't suppress the smile on his lips as he listened to Lin Shu's analysis.

His Fubao is so smart that he has even thought of all the specific details for him.

But he had a better idea.

The emperor's smile deepened.

Maybe he could make another fortune.