When the steward saw that Prince An was looking over, he quickly said, "Your Highness, this ledger records the various businesses and their current revenue."

Lu Xiaoyun turned the pages one by one. Although those military books and other classical Chinese texts were extremely difficult to understand, they were records of money.

Of course, I can understand it.

It's no wonder I was shocked when I looked.

Holy crap, is Zhu Yu the richest man in the world? He's incredibly wealthy, owning several money shops!

He owns countless properties!

No wonder there were so many account books piled up in his study waiting for him to deal with after he had only been unconscious for three days.

No wonder the notebook just documenting the industry is so thick.

Lu Xiaoyun quickly flipped to the last page, and when she saw the string of words above, she couldn't help but swallow. Afraid that the housekeeper would notice, she didn't dare to speak loudly, but her lips trembled uncontrollably.

She really wanted to count on her fingers how many numbers there were again: ones, tens, hundreds, thousands...

She felt a little dizzy.

Good heavens, Zhu Yu is incredibly rich!

No wonder he couldn't let others know that he had such a large sum of money in his hands. Given the old emperor's suspicious nature, he might very well suspect that he was using the money to support a private army.

Such a large sum of money is not much different from the national treasury.

Suddenly, all those things like knowing people from the Prince's Mansion and the Imperial Court, being literate, or even practicing martial arts and reading military books, didn't seem like such a big deal anymore.

She went to find Zhu Yu and asked him to teach her!

The steward pointed to several large boxes in the left corner of the study and said, "Your Highness, the contracts and banknotes are all in these boxes. Would you like to take a look? This old servant will go and open them."

Lu Xiaoyun had noticed the large boxes long ago, assuming they were full of books, but they turned out to be contracts and banknotes. Good heavens, how much money is that?

With a wave of his hand, he said, "You may leave. I will see for myself."

As soon as the housekeeper left, Lu Xiaoyun quickly closed the door and windows and darted to the left corner.

The guards crouching in the trees outside the study felt a gust of wind pass by and saw that the windows and doors of the study were tightly closed. They exchanged silent glances.

Whenever the master closes the door to the study, someone is very likely to be in trouble; who knows who it will be this time.

...

Inside the room, Lu Xiaoyun opened the large boxes one by one, her eyes wide with astonishment.

What she saw in front of her was even more shocking than the thick ledger. These boxes were filled with all sorts of contracts, banknotes, and even gold.

Lu Xiaoyun hurriedly picked up the thick book and carefully compared it, then flipped through it again. Goodness, it contained silk shops, jewelry stores, rouge shops, restaurants, study rooms, pen and ink shops, as well as various estates, general stores, and fields, covering almost all industries related to food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

Judging from the distribution of these shops, it is estimated that half of the industries in Shengjing City are under the name of Prince An's Mansion, and some even extend to other cities in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This is definitely a large conglomerate.

No wonder he looked utterly dejected when she asked the housekeeper to handle those ledgers earlier; there were so many that he couldn't possibly manage them all by himself.

Lu Xiaoyun had a flash of inspiration. She had an idea! There was a "princess" in existence, so Zhu Yu had to be made to do the work!

As the mistress of the house, it's only natural that she would be in charge of managing the household affairs and holding the reins of the royal estate.

Moreover, the records in this ledger clearly show that Han Wen was also acting under Zhu Yu's orders, which means that Zhu Yu was not only good at fighting, but also a business genius.

Make the best use of everything!

Once his injuries have healed, she will let him go back to work.

Lu Xiaoyun locked the boxes and went back to her bedroom.

However, just as she was about to get into bed, a sudden heat came from the ring. She looked down and saw that another fifty points had been added.

What has Zhu Yu done now?

She rubbed her temples, knowing that there must be guards outside. The book that Feng Yan brought had a name named Wu Chuan on it, who was the second guard besides Feng Yan.

"Wuchuan".

"Master!" In the blink of an eye, Lu Xiaoyun saw a person fly down from the tall tree outside the bedroom, kneel on one knee in front of her, and obey her orders.

"Go to Feixue Garden and check if the Princess is alright. Report back to me immediately."

Wu Chuan's lips moved slightly, and he thought to himself, "Amazing! My master can know about the incident at Feixue Garden from afar!" He hurriedly replied, "Reporting to my master, I have just received news that Zhang Mama, who serves Consort Duan, is currently at Feixue Garden, punishing the princess to kneel and copy 'Women's Virtues' and 'Women's Precepts' ten times each."

Lu Xiaoyun's lips twitched violently, and she said to Wu Chuan, "Go and tell Zhang Mama that the Princess Consort is seriously injured. This punishment should be postponed until the Princess Consort's injuries have healed."

Wu Chuan accepted the order, and with a flick of his toes, he disappeared.

As dusk settled, Jiang Chuan, having finished his preparations, entered the room and said to Lu Xiaoyun, "Your Highness, the hot water is ready. Would you like to take a bath now?"

A bath? Lu Xiaoyun looked at "her" body and said calmly, "Okay."

After Jiang Chuan closed the door, Lu Xiaoyun walked towards the washroom.

There is a huge floor-length mirror inside.

Loosen your clothes, loosen your belt, broaden your shoulders, narrow your waist.

Wow, those rock-hard pectoral muscles, those clearly defined eight-pack abs, and those lean waist dimples.

And the crisscrossing knife and arrow wounds don't convey a sense of decay, but rather a sense of sensuality.

That face and that figure.

She suddenly understood the original owner a little. Not to mention that the original owner was already an eighteen-year-old single woman who was desperate to get married every day, even when Zhu Yu was under the influence of aphrodisiac, his handsome face was flushed, his body was hot, and his face was full of lust that could not be dispelled, it was still a fatal temptation for her.

The front was quite nice, but who knows what the back would be like? Lu Xiaoyun took a walk around the bathroom and actually found another small mirror.

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