The most anxious person in the five-person recruitment team was this artist who was severely unbalanced in his studies.
Guardian, accountant, sorcerer, magician—all are reasonable choices, but keeping him, who's skilled in erotic art…
To be honest, when he was on the first floor, he was already prepared to have his monthly salary taken back, and he might even get beaten up.
Things turned out completely unexpectedly. They were actually invited by the princess herself and even had lunch at her residence. It still feels like a dream.
So when the princess left him alone, his heart pounded like a war drum.
But soon, he was stunned.
"The Eldest Daughter of a Noble Family: After Being Divorced, She Wields Power and Manipulates the World," "The Top Scholar's Secret: He Was Once the Mistress of a Wealthy Merchant's Daughter"...
Qin Zhaoyue told several stories in succession, all of which were slight adaptations of short plays she had seen before.
The artist was stunned; this content... was way too explosive!
"What are you standing there for? I'm asking you a question. Can you write these stories and pair them with your paintings?"
The artist couldn't help but swallow hard, "It's possible... but..."
Qin Zhaoyue couldn't stand this hesitant manner. She was planning to make a fortune from these notebooks. "Just say what you have to say."
"Your Highness, is what you're saying true? Won't selling these things offend people?"
Whether it was a noble family or a top scholar, it was not something a commoner like him would dare to comment on, especially given the explosive nature of the content.
Qin Zhaoyue thought it was something serious, but waved her hand dismissively, "It's pure fabrication. Go ahead and write or draw with confidence. With me backing you up, what's there to be afraid of?"
The artist thought about it and realized that it made sense. Now that he had the Sixth Princess backing him up, it seemed like he was alright.
"Your Highness, rest assured, with the story you provided, it will be completed in just a few days."
Having received the assurance, Qin Zhaoyue nodded.
She thought she would try out a few short stories first, but to really make money, she would have to rely on longer stories with more chapters.
The first thing that comes to mind is Dream of the Red Chamber, but this book is so amazing that just releasing the poems would probably cause a sensation.
Firstly, the content alludes to the imperial court, and secondly, it doesn't align with the national situation. After all, her mother, the empress, had finally elevated the status of women, but it wasn't yet stable. Publishing this book would be tantamount to slapping her in the face, so she decided to abandon it for now.
After thinking about it, I'll start with Journey to the West.
"I have another story, let's hear it and see if it's a hit."
Qin Zhaoyue began her story from the birth of the stone monkey, and the painter, maid, and guard all listened attentively.
After all, the princess had just told several very interesting stories, so it was hard not to feel excited.
Only Qin Zhaoyue's gentle voice could be heard in the hall; everyone else was extremely quiet, captivated by the story of Journey to the West.
Just as they were talking about retrieving the magic needle from the Dragon Palace, a servant suddenly came to report that someone had arrived at the door.
When Suimo came in, she noticed that everyone was looking at her strangely, as if they were filled with resentment.
Qin Zhaoyue made no attempt to hide her disdain, "Why is it always you?"
"Do you think I came here willingly?" Sui Mo complained inwardly.
What did she do to deserve this? Of all things, she had to hear such explosive news during her shift!
The thought of His Majesty's gloomy face still sends chills down my spine.
"Your Highness, His Majesty summons you to the palace."
Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes.
She's so impatient; she's only just scraped together ten thousand taels and she's already asking for more money.
Well, the Empress Dowager was only doing this for disaster relief. Spending a little money is just a way to turn the page on this whole mess of drugging the Prime Minister's eldest son.
Half an hour later, Qin Zhaoyue stepped into the imperial study.
【Huh? Why am I the only one with money? All the other girls seem to have it, so why are you only pressuring me?】
Qin Minghuang remained unmoved.
She had met with many people that day under the guise of discussing disaster relief, including all the princes and princesses in the capital, and even all the officials, but she had not heard anyone's true feelings.
This shows that the problem doesn't lie with oneself; the crux of the matter is Xiao Liu.
It is certain that Xiao Liu does not possess any profound cultivation.
Talent, sudden enlightenment? Qin Minghuang still felt that these were all too vague and ethereal.
"Mother, this is the ten thousand taels of silver I have raised."
Since there's no way to avoid it anyway, I might as well be more decisive.
She naturally didn't have to abide by the rule of ten coins per bushel, nor did she have the connections to do so. However, she was the only one who carried ten thousand taels of silver into the palace to pay the donation.
Qin Minghuang glanced lightly at the deliberately opened money box, her attention completely elsewhere.
She, a dignified empress who had ruled the Great Qian Dynasty for fourteen years, couldn't even remember the last time she lost her composure.
As a result, she spit out her tea in the afternoon, ruining her imperial demeanor as the unconventional sixth daughter!
"I heard you closed down the No. 1 Restaurant in the World and recruited a few people?"
[Tsk tsk tsk, looks like my mother still has someone keeping an eye on me...]
Empress: Old?
old! ! !
Even Qin Minghuang, whose self-control was unparalleled, couldn't completely suppress the boiling emotions in her heart at this moment, and her chest heaved violently.
Qin Zhaoyue had no idea that she had angered her.
Actually, I didn't mean any disrespect. "Old father" and "old mother" were just affectionate or teasing terms in my past life, but Qin Minghuang didn't know that...
Even if she is an empress, even if she has immense power, she is still a woman, isn't she?
"Your Majesty, we have taken in a few idle people."
Qin Zhaoyue's words were resounding and powerful.
She didn't recruit any civil or military officials, so she managed to get close to them peacefully. Moreover, she was born with intellectual disabilities and posed no threat at all.
Therefore, he speaks with complete candor and can absolutely withstand scrutiny.
And then what? You dismissed her with just one sentence?
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