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

Gu Mingyue stared wide-eyed in shock.

"So, Yi Shi even knows about 'domineering CEO' novels?!"

Gu Mingli put his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and was very satisfied with the apprentice he had personally trained.

"I was only responsible for providing the framework and giving a verbal story outline. Yi Shi was the one who improvised."

"You know what, he's really talented. I can't write something like that kind of earthy yet captivating emotion."

Gu Mingyue ate sunflower seeds, lost in thought.

"So, Yi Shi is a hidden genius of storytelling?"

"More than just a genius."

Gu Mingli gave a thumbs up, his face full of sincerity.

"I gave him a five-minute summary of the story, and he wrote three thousand words in half an hour."

"Moreover, the word choice is precise and to the point, easy to understand, and the rhythm and emotional points are even better than I expected."

"Most importantly, the sentence he wrote, 'Woman, you have successfully caught my attention,' was not my original quote; it was purely his own interpretation and embellishment."

Gu Mingyue almost choked on a sunflower seed shell.

"...What exactly did Yi Shi go through?"

Gu Mingli shrugged.

"According to him, during his years as a spy and shadow guard in the Control Yuan, he was responsible for carrying out various spy and reconnaissance missions, including squatting on the rooftops of officials' residences to eavesdrop on the gossip of officials and their wives and daughters."

"After hearing it so many times, your brain will automatically start making up stories."

Gu Mingyue suddenly realized.

"So the Censorate and the Shadow Guard Camp... are actually a screenwriter incubation base?"

"That's one way to understand it. Otherwise, their reports would be so inflammatory."

The brother and sister exchanged a glance and simultaneously let out a meaningful sigh.

I wonder what kind of image the brother and sister have been portrayed in by Yi Wu and Yi Shi's reports during the past six months since they transmigrated.

……

at the same time.

The Imperial Palace, the Imperial Study.

Xiao Ye sat upright behind the dragon desk, with a freshly brewed cup of green tea beside him.

The first issue of the "Da Yong Min Bao" newspaper, which was just published today, was spread out on the table.

Liu An stood to the side and behind, bowing his body and stealing glances at the Emperor's expression.

The vast imperial study was quiet, with only the faint sound of pages turning.

Xiao Ye picked up the newspaper with his slender fingers and began reading it word by word, starting from the headline on the front page.

The front page was about disaster relief in Jizhou.

The writing is concise and to the point, with a high density of key points.

Most importantly, the compilation and reporting of various data made the achievements of this disaster relief effort even more impressive.

But what pleased Xiao Ye the most was not these things, but the descriptions hidden between the lines.

Gu Mingli's journalistic terminology never directly mentions the "Cui family" anywhere.

However, the evil deeds of the Cui family in Jizhou were dismantled and broken down, and then incorporated into different versions of folk tales.

In the second edition of the "People's Stories" column, there is an article about a grain shop owner in a certain place who was forced to sell grain at high prices by an "unknown big spender," and when he couldn't sell it, his shop was vandalized.

In the third edition of "Observations from Various Places," it is mentioned that in a certain state, tenant farmers had their fertile land forcibly seized by "local powerful families," and they had no way to seek redress.

The fourth edition of the comic book depicted a group of fat, richly dressed men riding on the heads of emaciated commoners and drinking wine.

Each story is independent.

But after reading the entire newspaper, anyone who can read will automatically piece together a complete picture in their mind.

There is a wicked force entrenched throughout Dayong, oppressing the people and monopolizing their livelihoods.

Xiao Ye's lips curled up slightly.

clever.

Without naming names, without defining the nature of the issue, and without giving the opponent any grounds for rebuttal.

But the seeds of public opinion have already been sown in every household.

When the time is right and the court officially takes action, the people will already have their answer in their hearts.

The court doesn't need to explain anything; they'll fill in the name themselves.

This move was more ruthless than any impeachment memorial.

Xiao Ye flipped through the fifth edition and his gaze fell on the last two editions.

The sixth edition was a call for submissions, which included a new poem by the mysterious poet "Li Xiaobai".

Xiao Ye glanced at the poem.

His brow twitched slightly.

I must say, Gu Mingli's poems are really good!

Although that person always claimed it was guidance from an immortal, how much free time does an immortal have?

Do you write poetry every day?

Even though it was written by himself, he didn't want to show it off.

Understanding principles is like the green bamboo in the mountains, embodying the noble character of a gentleman who is indifferent to fame and fortune.

Very good!

Xiao Ye picked up his pen and copied down the new poem, then handed it to Liu An.

"Make a separate booklet and call it the Li Xiaobai Poetry Collection."

"As you command!"

Liu An respectfully took the page of poetry and carefully put it away.

Xiao Ye continued to flip through the newspaper to the next page.

My gaze lingered on the title for a moment.

Serialized novel: "The Real and Fake Heiresses: The Overbearing Prince Falls in Love with Me".

Xiao Ye turned a page.

[...Through the wind and snow, a black horse galloped in. The rider was dressed in dark robes, his brows were cold and sharp, and his aura was imposing, as if he were the one to set all the rules in the world.]

He reined in the horse, looking down at the woman who was stumbling through the snow.

【"stop."】

The woman ignored him.

"I told you to stop right there."

The woman turned back and gave him a cold look, still ignoring him, and even quickened her pace to leave.

The prince dismounted and grabbed her wrist in a few quick steps. His brow furrowed sharply as his palm touched her icy fingertips.

"Woman, you have successfully caught my attention! Come with me to the palace at once!"

Xiao Ye: "..."

He stared at those words for a long time, trying to process them.

Then he slowly raised his head, his gaze calmly falling on Geng Zhi.

"Geng Zhi".

"Your subject is here."

"Did Mingli write this story himself?"

Geng Zhi bowed and reported the truth.

"Your Majesty, Yi Shi said that this story was told to him by Lord Gu himself, and Yi Shi wrote it down."

The imperial study was quiet for a few moments.

Xiao Ye lowered his head and looked at the storybook again.

"Wearing a dark brocade robe, her phoenix eyes slightly raised."

"Looking down from a high position"

"His thin lips parted slightly."

Xiao Ye's eyelid twitched.

"Who is this written about?"

Liu An and Geng Zhi exchanged a glance and covered their mouths to chuckle.

Xiao Ye glanced at him.

There is no doubt that Liu An also read the newspaper.

He had also read that storybook.

He recognized him at first glance.

The description of the "domineering prince's" appearance is 95% identical to His Majesty's!

Xiao Ye slowly closed the newspaper and placed it in the center of the desk.

He leaned back on the dragon throne, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, his fingertips tapping the armrests absently.

"so."

"Gu Mingli told a story to all the people in the world."

"The prince in the story looks like me."

"And then he falls head over heels for a down-on-her-luck heiress, and impulsively says, 'Woman, you've successfully caught my attention'?"

Geng Zhi answered earnestly, expressionless, "Yes! That's exactly what Lord Gu meant."

Liu An: "..."

The Imperial Study fell silent again.

Xiao Ye closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Summon Gu Mingli to the palace tomorrow and have him explain to me clearly... what is he trying to do!"