Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

Gu Mingyue clapped her hands.

The two men behind him steadily carried a huge wooden plank forward and placed it in the center of the platform with a "bang".

On the wooden board is a map of the land transportation route of the Da Yong Canal, drawn with bold ink strokes.

All the major trunk lines and waterways of the Dayong Dynasty, from south to north, were clearly drawn.

The locations of more than a dozen prosperous prefectures and counties along the route were marked with striking vermilion dots.

The crowd below the stage involuntarily craned their necks, whispering and watching with curiosity.

"Logistics? What's that? I've never heard of it..."

"Logistics, simply put, is the movement of goods!"

Gu Mingyue flicked her wrist, swishing open the folding fan with a whoosh, and pointed directly at the map with the fan ribs.

Starting from Kyoto in the far north, the fan tip traces a thick ink line all the way south to Tongzhou and Yuezhou, then with a deft twist of the wrist, it neatly turns towards Xuzhou and Lingzhou.

"Pujitang is now preparing to establish unified 'logistics transit stations' in various prefectures and counties along the route!"

"These transit stations are specifically responsible for the scheduling, transshipment, and storage of goods! Prices are clearly marked, and there are no obstacles!"

She closed the folding fan, her gaze sharp and intense.

He looked down at the illegitimate sons in the audience, whose ears were perked up and whose eyes were gradually shining.

"Where there is a transit station, there must be a station manager."

"Therefore, we currently have the first batch of internal recruitment slots for station chiefs in various states and counties!"

"How do I become a station manager? How much money do I need?"

Immediately, one of the illegitimate sons in the audience stood up in a panic.

Gu Mingyue gently tapped her palm with her folding fan, calm and composed.

"Join Pujitang and become a member of this big family."

"Pujitang's logistics station managers don't need you to invest a lot of money! Pujitang will fund the establishment of the stations!"

"All you need to do is lead the staff at the station to strictly follow the rules set by Pujitang!"

"How to receive goods, how to record invoices, how to set up shop in the market—everything follows a standardized operating procedure!"

"As long as you work diligently, are eager to learn, use your brains, and follow instructions, you'll be fine!"

"but……"

She slowly swept her gaze over the crowd and made her request at the opportune moment.

"The site administrator has a one-year probationary period."

"As long as you pass the assessment during your term, you can be hired by Pujitang as a formal station manager."

"By becoming an official site manager, you can receive 20% of the site's equity, plus a very generous year-end bonus!"

"The better the business at your site, the higher the volume of goods, and the more you earn! There's no upper limit!"

Gu Mingyue raised her folding fan and pointed it straight at the sky.

"By then, you will have earned your own money through your own abilities! You will be qualified to pay commercial taxes to the government independently!"

"What does having the right to pay taxes mean? I don't need to explain it, do I?"

"Not only will you rightfully inherit the family fortune, but you will also no longer need to beg for food or depend on your stepmother's whims!"

"You are the masters of your own house!"

"Gentlemen!"

Gu Mingyue's voice was clear and resonant, with a powerful and commanding presence.

"This immense wealth, this incredible opportunity to earn your own living and defy fate, is now clearly laid out before you!"

Whether you can catch them or not depends on your own guts!

The entire room fell silent instantly.

All that remained was the crackling sound of the firewood popping as the central campfire burned.

Shares! Dividends! Taxes! Division of assets!

All the pent-up frustration and resentment of the illegitimate children present were ignited by the golden lifeline thrown out by Gu Mingyue, instantly turning into a raging wildfire!

This is not just about making money; it's about restoring their dignity!

This is simply a huge benefit tailor-made for these poor illegitimate children!

"I'm signing up! I want the station manager in Xuzhou!"

"Bullshit! Xuzhou is mine! I want to sign up too!"

"Please reserve a position for me in Yuezhou! I'll definitely do my best!!"

The scene quickly spiraled out of control, with the once self-proclaimed refined young men rushing forward without any regard for their image.

Gu Mingyue stood on the high platform, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

He turned and exchanged a wink with Yan Xiaoliu, who was not far away.

Yan Xiaoliu understood immediately and waved his hand.

The waiters who had been waiting nearby immediately stepped forward one after another with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

"Line up! Everyone line up! One by one, let's start registering the station manager candidates!"

The night was deep and all was quiet.

In the backyard of the Gu residence, in Gu Mingli's bedroom.

The candle has just been replaced with a new one.

The brother and sister sat facing each other on either side of a large table.

Gu Mingli pushed a list in front of Gu Mingyue.

"Mingyue, look, these are nobles who run a grain business over at the palace."

Gu Mingyue took the list, quickly scanned it by the flickering candlelight, and then carefully read through each line of the family background.

"That's enough."

A sly glint flashed in her eyes.

"As long as these families have grain in their hands, and with the logistics network in place, the Cui family can forget about having absolute power."

Gu Mingli relaxed a bit, leaned back, casually draped his arm over the back of the chair, and looked on with anticipation.

"How about your side? Were those illegitimate sons behaving well tonight?"

Gu Mingyue chuckled softly, pulled out a thin booklet with a faint scent of ink from the other side of the table, opened it, and pushed it in front of her brother.

"Everything is under control."

"The logistics transit station will initially recruit 100 station managers and 200 reserve station managers. They will be mainly distributed in key prefectures and counties along the canal."

"These illegitimate sons, though not in charge of the household or favored at home, each possess considerable hidden connections in their respective localities."

"They come from all walks of life, or are children of other noble families. They know all the connections that the legitimate sons look down upon."

"Therefore, once these three hundred transit stations are initially operational, we will have an information network that is not subject to anyone's control."

Gu Mingli looked at the booklet, his eyes filled with smugness.

With the grain merchants' list of trump cards, we'll know who else, besides the powerful Cui family, holds the life-saving grain.

With these illegitimate sons' logistics hubs spread across various states, they can exchange information immediately and establish safe transportation channels should a large-scale grain relief effort be needed in the future.

These two things are now perfectly put together tonight.

It forms a sharp sword that is about to be drawn!

Gu Mingli couldn't help but cheer softly.

"Excellent! With this, we have at least a 70% chance of success in the disaster relief efforts in the north!"

Gu Mingyue smiled and picked up the cool tea beside her to moisten her throat.

"Hopefully this is just a simple natural disaster, an ordinary disaster relief mission."

She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze sharp.

"But if the Cui family is still not satisfied and secretly tries to challenge us again..."

"Then this time, I will definitely not be polite to them."

At this point, the brother and sister smiled at each other.

Gu Mingyue suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, bro, have you had any rewards for your recent palace intrigue schemes?"

Gu Mingli: "..."

Yes, but they're all kind of frivolous rewards.

He didn't want to watch.