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

Gu Mingyue's pronunciation was clear, melodious, and carried an extremely standard British accent.

Compared to those two dancers' stuttering translations, it was a complete rip-off, a world of difference!

The Western Region merchant's eyes widened in surprise upon hearing the familiar language.

He was so excited that he danced with joy.

"Oh my God! You speak English! Wonderful! This is a miracle!"

(My God! You can speak English! That's amazing! It's a miracle!)

The businessman immediately launched into a lively conversation.

His speech was more than three times faster than before, and he kept gesturing with his hands to indicate the name.

Gu Mingyue listened patiently while nodding gracefully.

It turns out that the treasure the merchant mentioned was just a "glass craft".

China's domestically produced glass is lead-barium glass, which has a low melting point and a jade-like texture, making it suitable for making imitation jade ornaments and ritual objects.

Sodium-calcium glass, which was introduced from the West, has a high melting point, is more transparent, and has good heat resistance, making it suitable for making practical utensils.

But at this time, the people of Da Yong called it "Liuli".

Gu Mingyue translated it for Xiao Ye.

Occasionally, she would interject with a follow-up question in fluent English.

Every sound exuded a calm and unhurried beauty, prompting the other person to respond with great enthusiasm and eloquence.

Just a moment ago, Jia Zhengjing was smug, but now his smile froze completely on his face.

Even if he couldn't understand these gibberish foreign languages, he had eyes!

He could see the Western Region merchant's fervent attitude towards Gu Mingyue, as well as Gu Mingyue's fluent and natural responses.

She was dozens or even hundreds of times more fluent in language than the dancers he brought!

The two dancers who had been posing seductively just moments before were now completely dumbfounded.

Their limited skills consisted mainly of memorizing a few everyday greetings; they couldn't understand anything slightly more complex.

Listening to Gu Mingyue and the merchant talking back and forth without any obstacles was like listening to a celestial being reciting a heavenly book.

So frightened that he dared not even breathe, fearing he would be charged with deceiving the emperor at any moment.

Gu Mingyue listened for a while, then her eyes narrowed slightly.

She turned around and looked at Xiao Ye.

"Your Majesty, this merchant is not from the Western Regions, but from a country in the far west."

He said that during his trip, he passed through several prefectures in northern China and personally witnessed several counties suffering from extremely severe locust plagues!

"The crops in the fields have long since withered and died, and some people are taking advantage of this to raise grain prices. People along the way are exchanging land for grain!"

The atmosphere in the hall instantly turned icy as soon as these words were spoken.

Gu Mingli listened from the side, and could only force a smile.

He wanted to give his sister a thumbs up right then and there.

When it comes to power struggles, it has to be his sister and the Empress's cooperation.

That's not what those foreigners said at all.

This story was made up by his sister.

But the Western merchants couldn't understand what she was saying, though they had already established trust through their conversation.

Hearing the pretty young woman translate, he quickly nodded in agreement.

A layer of cold sweat the size of soybeans suddenly appeared on Jia Zhengjing's forehead.

He had planned everything meticulously, but he never expected that this merchant from the Western Regions would betray him like this!

Gu Mingyue glanced at Jia Zhengjing and continued to deliver the final blow.

He also said that people in several villages along the way told him that the drought was severe this year and there were so many insects crawling all over the ground.

"But what he found most unbelievable was that some specific fields were so clean that there wasn't a single insect in them, and the crops were growing exceptionally well."

Jia Zhengjing froze like a stone.

The fake smile was still on his face, but the corners of his mouth had begun to twitch uncontrollably.

After Gu Mingyue finished her speech, she communicated with the client in English for a few minutes.

They had someone invite the person to the backyard to rest for a while.

Soon only Jia Zhengjing remained in the hall, standing there, drenched in sweat and shivering.

Xiao Ye lowered his eyes slightly, picked up the teacup beside him, and slowly skimmed the foam off the tea with the lid.

"Prefect Jia".

Jia Zhengjing shuddered violently as if electrocuted, and quickly stepped forward, bowing with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Your humble servant... Your humble servant is here."

His voice was visibly trembling.

Xiao Ye slowly raised his eyelids to look at him, his deep eyes filled with only indifference and coldness.

"Even a foreign merchant who doesn't understand our language can tell from his journey that there is an extremely serious locust plague in the north."

"You, a dignified third-rank governor of Ji Province, are favored by the emperor and govern hundreds of thousands of people, yet you are quite idle. You are busy every day searching for some secret treasures for me and sending me some dancing girls."

Jia Zhengjing's knees buckled completely, and he immediately knelt heavily on the blue brick floor.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger! Your Majesty, spare my life! This humble servant... this humble servant had no intention of deceiving you. This humble servant merely saw that Your Majesty was unwell and wanted to share Your Majesty's burdens and relieve your boredom!"

He kowtowed frantically, his crown tilting to one side, completely losing any semblance of the prestige of a governor.

"I don't need you to amuse me."

Xiao Ye slammed the teacup down on the table, causing tea to splash.

"I need you to get down to business!"

"Starting today, you will personally visit and collect statistics for me: how many villages and towns within the jurisdiction of Ji Province have been affected by the locust plague? How many acres of land have suffered total crop failure? How many people have run out of food and been displaced?"

"Who is driving up grain prices, and who is taking the opportunity to seize land from ordinary people?"

"Report an accurate report within three days. Missing even one detail will cost you your job as governor!"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Your humble servant obeys the decree and will carry it out immediately!"

Xiao Ye waved his hand.

Jia Zhengjing scrambled out of the main hall, his back view showing his disheveled state.

After the idlers left, the hall became quiet again.

Gu Mingli picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Looking at his younger sister standing there so gracefully, with a calm and collected expression that suggested she had accomplished something great, his eyes were filled with undisguised pride and smugness.

Xiao Ye turned his head, his deep gaze fixed on Gu Mingyue, his eyes filled with admiration and genuine curiosity.

"Master Gu's Western Regions dialect was spoken with remarkable fluency. I had no idea that you, who spent so many years in the capital's inner chambers, had learned this skill from whom?"

Gu Mingyue blinked her innocent big eyes, deliberately tilted her head as if thinking, and then pointed to Gu Mingli, who was grinning foolishly to the side, in a self-righteous tone.

"Your Majesty, I learned it from my brother. My brother is amazing; he can do everything!"

"Pfft—cough cough cough cough!!!"

Gu Mingli had just swallowed a mouthful of tea when it went straight into his trachea.

His eyes widened, and he frantically covered his mouth with his wide sleeve, coughing violently as he stared at Gu Mingyue in terror.

Is this even scientifically sound?

What should he say if Huang Jiaojiao asks him again who he learned from?

Is it a bilingual teaching method?

This is ridiculous!

Xiao Ye's gaze followed Gu Mingyue's finger and slowly turned to Gu Mingli, whose face was flushed from coughing.

The emperor couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Young Master Gu, just how many extraordinary abilities do you possess that I am unaware of?"

Faced with the big boss's meaningful scrutinizing gaze, Gu Mingli felt a chill run down his spine and guiltily looked away.

"That... the immortal I met when I was a child... he taught in two languages."

Xiao Ye: "..."

Gu Mingyue: ๑乛◡乛๑