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

The emperor laughed even louder.

This girl doesn't even know how to bet more on her own father.

Maybe you'll make money tomorrow.

Lin Shu was still a baby after all, and when the emperor stopped laughing, she fell into a semi-comatose state again.

He was so sleepy that he could not open his eyes. After struggling for a few breaths, he fell into a deep sleep.

When the emperor saw that Lin Shu had fallen asleep, he quietly asked the chief steward Zhao to get a copper coin, tie it to a red string wrapped with gold thread and send it to him.

After the emperor got it, he tied the red rope next to Lin Shu's bed.

After a night, Lin Shu opened his eyes in a daze and saw a copper coin hanging on a red rope with gold thread.

She hadn't connected it to last night at all.

They happily thought that this was used by the emperor to pray for blessings and ward off evil spirits.

*

A young man, sweating profusely, handed over a string of copper coins in his hand.

His hands rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

After a few more deep breaths, the young man finally caught his breath, "Boss, are there any more books?"

He was a poor student living in the south of the city. Ever since he heard that the emperor was going to sell paper books, he would help people write letters after school every day to make money, and even worked as a waiter.

Just to be able to buy the book today.

The boss shook his head helplessly, "No more."

He pointed in the direction behind him and said, "Look, they were all bought by the children of the aristocratic families."

The boy looked a little anxious: "Boss, are there no more copies?"

The boss showed a helpless expression, "There are no more books left. This bookstall has no books left. Even if I dig out all the rat holes in the store, I still can't find a book for you."

The young man looked disappointed. "How could this happen? His Majesty clearly said that he would sell this book to us."

The boss patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "How can we compare with those young masters? Even His Majesty is almost..."

The boss stopped talking and sighed. "I have no choice. If I don't sell them, they will have people surround this bookstall and you still won't be able to buy them."

"Wait a little longer. His Majesty is thinking of you. This book is available every day. There will come a day when these noble families will not buy it."

The young man regained his spirits, "Okay, Boss, I'll come earlier tomorrow. I'll definitely be there before them."

Let's go.

The boss hurriedly pulled the boy back and lowered his voice. "Hey, young man, don't wait any longer tomorrow. Their people have never been here before."

After saying this, he glanced at the restaurant opposite.

Then he added: "The one by the window is from the Luo family, the one in the private room on the second floor is from the Wang family, and..."

The boss let go of the young man's hand and added faintly, "In the past month, I'm afraid there has been nothing..."

After saying that, he turned around, closed the shop door, and locked it. It was obvious that the shop would not be open again today.

The young man turned and looked at the magnificent restaurant where servants from various families were sitting and enjoying themselves. He clenched his fists tightly.

Finally, the boy's fists loosened slowly and he muttered to himself, as if to comfort himself.

“Maybe, next month.”

The young man was walking on the street in a daze, and unexpectedly he was bumped into.

He was about to blame the man when he heard the person who bumped into him talking to someone else anxiously.

"You know, the books that your majesty sells are all bought by the noble families."

"What? Do we still have a chance?"

"Chance? Oh, forget it."

The boy thought of the boss's words, "Hey bro, didn't the bookstore owner say that the book would be available in a month?"

The student who bumped into him sneered, "The knowledge in the world has always been monopolized by the aristocratic families. Although Your Majesty wants to sell books, I'm afraid that the money in Your Majesty's hands is not even a fraction of what those aristocratic families have."

"As long as these noble families want, they can keep buying them."

"For people like us, let's think about it in the next life."

The young man did not give up, "Then His Majesty also said that he wanted to set up a school. I will always have a chance."

Another person said, "How can you be so naive! You don't even have books to read, how can you compare with the children of noble families? And how can you pass the examination?"

Obviously...he had a chance...

The boy clenched his fists again, not even noticing that his nails had dug into his flesh.

At this moment, the flame of hatred in his heart was burning fiercely, almost burning him to ashes.

One day, I will become a prominent figure and trample these noble families under my feet, letting them also have a taste of what he is feeling today.

He turned his head and looked towards the inn, at the half-open windows.

The emperor reached out of the window, broke off a branch and waved it in front of Lin Shu.

Lin Shu reached out to grab it in a sympathetic manner, but neither of them was focused on this.

"Your Majesty, I have followed your instructions. Now the whole of Yanjing is full of dissatisfaction with the aristocratic families, and it seems to be getting more and more intense."

The emperor stopped shaking the branches and the curve of his mouth gradually widened.

"I understand, let's go down."

Lin Shu then held the flower in his palm.

[What is Dad going to do now? Is he going to close the net? ]

At this time, another secret guard came to report: "Your Majesty! Marquis Mingyuan has spent a lot of money to buy a kiln factory and is ready to start firing."

The emperor nodded and waved his hand to ask people to leave. Only then did he notice that Lin Shu was crushing the flowers in his palm.

He laughed softly, "Fubao is awesome. He caught the flower. Daddy will soon get what I want."

Lin Shu rolled her eyes at her father.

[I'm still a baby, why are you talking to me like a riddler? You can just say that you will see the noble families get frustrated and lose their defenses.]

[It has been more than a month since I started selling books. Is the plan finally going to start? 】

The emperor picked up Lin Shu and said, "Let's go. Fubao will go to work with Daddy."

Lin Shu:? ? ?

[I have heard these words before, but why do they sound so strange when combined together?]

The emperor simply ignored Lin Shu's concerns, carried Lin Shu to the imperial study, and read the memorials to him while looking at them.

Lin Shu was still a little sleepy at first, but when he heard the memorial, he burst into laughter.

"Your Majesty, have you eaten?"

Emperor Dad: "I ate it."

[Hahahahahahaha, is this also a memorial? ]

"Your Majesty. The peach blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River are in full bloom. I miss you so much."

"I miss you very much, too."

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, how can a memorial be written so ambiguously? ]

"Your Majesty, I have a good harvest of mangoes this year. I picked two carts of mangoes myself and presented them to Your Majesty."

"I don't like it, and my daughter can't eat it yet. Give it to my daughter in two years."

【Hahahahaha, Daddy really loves me.】

"How are you, Emperor?"

"I am fine. My daughter is also fine. Don't submit memorials like this every day. Just submit once a month."

[Hahahahahaha, why is it so funny. ]

When the emperor saw his daughter smiling happily, for the first time he felt that reviewing these memorials was not so painful.

"Your Majesty, Elder Meng requests an audience."

[Mr. Meng also submitted such meaningless memorials? 】

It took Lin Shu two breaths to realize that he had been misled by his father's memorial. It was the voice of Eunuch Zhao.

[What does Mr. Meng want to do by coming here at this time? 】