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

The news of the Mid-Autumn Festival Carnival was only released three days ago.

The shops on both sides of Zhuque Avenue have already put on new lanterns above their doors.

The pastry shop set up a tasting station in front of its store, and the silk shop displayed several bolts of new seasonal fabric at its entrance to attract attention.

Even the coffin shop owner, who usually dislikes crowds, hung a string of red lanterns next to his signboard.

In the office of Pujitang Logistics Park, Gu Mingyue was finalizing the details of the float parade with Pei Yu and Lu Qinghe.

The table was covered with design drafts of floats submitted by various businesses.

Pei Yu pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from the stack of manuscripts and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Look, Master, Yongchang Pharmacy's cart is going to have a three-zhang-tall medicine gourd on the roof, filled with packets of herbs, which they will scatter along the street."

Gu Mingyue glanced at it.

"Approved."

Pei Yu quickly picked up a pen and wrote the character "准" on the paper.

Lu Qinghe opened the summary booklet and pushed it in front of Gu Mingyue.

"Master, as of noon today, 137 businesses across Kyoto have registered to participate in the float parade. In addition, 46 businesses have registered for stalls at the street markets."

Gu Mingyue took the booklet and quickly scanned it, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She organized this large-scale event to get various businesses to provide a large number of trial samples.

Scented sachets, folding fans, handkerchiefs, straw dolls, paper lanterns...

The categories are diverse, but they all share a common characteristic:

These are all personal items, or things that can be carried with you at all times.

These items are currently being stored in batches in Warehouse No. 3 of the logistics park, ostensibly for "safety inspections".

She was actually just waiting for her brother to receive the deworming buff.

They will be attached one by one and distributed to every person entering the venue during the Mid-Autumn Festival parade on the evening of the festival.

Gu Mingyue opened the system panel, and an ice-blue, semi-transparent screen unfolded before her eyes.

Current popularity: 12847

As soon as the news of the carnival was released, its popularity soared like boiling water on a stove.

The people of Kyoto haven't had a proper, lively festival in a long time.

The most talked-about topics, besides the grandeur of the parade floats, were the "Moonlit Stage" on the night of the carnival.

I heard that Pujitang invited the three most famous opera troupes in Kyoto to perform together, as well as folk artists performing acrobatics and fire-eating.

The old men in the teahouse were blowing their beards, banging on the table, and betting with others on which float would win first place.

The girls in the embroidery workshop were rushing to sew new dresses for themselves, so they could wear them to the lantern festival that day.

Gu Mingyue put down the account book and turned her head to look out the window.

Its popularity is enough to protect the entire capital.

All that's left is for her brother to finish his task.

I wonder if Sister Tianluo has finished making her clothes yet?

……

at the same time.

In the side room of the backyard of the Dayongmin Daily.

Gu Mingli sat at the table, holding a newly sewn white undergarment in both hands, squinting as he examined it closely.

The stitches on the clothes were crooked and uneven, as if a drunken earthworm had crawled across them.

There was a noticeable crease at the neckline that was sewn off-center, and the left sleeve was about a finger's width shorter than the right sleeve.

But at least it's taken shape.

Gu Mingli turned the inner garment inside out and looked at the back again. The stitching on the back was a little better than the front; at least there were no loose threads sticking out.

He leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

For a professor of modern science and engineering like him, who can even make a musket by hand, doing needlework like this is really tough on him!

For the past five days, he has secretly transformed into the "Snail Girl" in his room, with a silly and arrogant giant snail on his head, and he is sewing clothes with his head down.

My fingers were pricked with dozens of stitches, and two pieces of fabric were ruined during the sewing process, before I could barely make this set of things.

Gu Mingli carefully folded the undergarment and then picked up the matching panties and shook them.

Underwear is even worse than top.

The belt was half an inch off-center, and there was a small knot at the hem of the trousers.

However, the system's task criterion is "handmade", not that it has to be sewn nicely.

As long as it's wearable, that's fine.

Gu Mingli wrapped the clothes and pants together in a cloth bag and tied it tightly with a rope.

And then... I started to worry.

There are three days left until the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He had to find a way to sneak into the emperor's bedchamber at night as soon as possible.

Fold the clothes made by the "Snail Girl" and place them beside Xiao Ye's pillow.

Not to mention that the Dragon Scale Guards patrol the area around the Hall of Mental Cultivation day and night, there are more than a dozen Shadow Guards lurking in the shadows.

He was a frail scholar who didn't know any martial arts skills; even scaling walls was difficult for him.

Gu Mingli rubbed his forehead, staring blankly at the bundle on the table.

Yi Shi squatted on the threshold, eating osmanthus cake, and asked indistinctly as he chewed.

"Young master, are you planning to go to the palace tonight?"

"Yes, how can I surprise His Majesty if I don't go to the palace?"

Yi Shi swallowed the osmanthus cake in his mouth, patted the crumbs off his hands, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"But if your dog sneaks into the palace in the middle of the night, you could easily be mistaken for an assassin with ulterior motives and killed by the shadow guards."

Gu Mingli: "..."

Who are you calling a dog sneaking around?!

Gu Mingli got up, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the room a few times.

He possessed a pass bestowed by Emperor Xiao Ye, which would normally allow him to enter the palace unimpeded in the middle of the night.

The problem is that the system requires the [Snail Girl] to give silently and not disturb others, otherwise the mission will fail!

"Ugh."

Gu Mingli slumped onto the table, sighing helplessly.

"How exactly do you sneak into the palace without being discovered?"

Outside the door, Yi Shi also looked worried for the young master with a downturned mouth.

Finally, having no other choice, he wrote a note and had a pigeon take it back to the palace.

Please ask Your Majesty to help me think of a solution.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xiao Ye put down his vermilion pen, picked up the note that had been passed back, and unfolded it to read it carefully.

The young master plans to sneak into the palace in the middle of the night to surprise His Majesty, but he is also worried about being seen and is quite distressed.

After reading it, Xiao Ye flipped the note over. There was another line of even smaller writing on the back.

The young master had a large, conspicuous snail-shaped hairpin on his head, making it very difficult to hide.

Xiao Ye held the note and read it over and over again.

Want to send a surprise?

"Geng Zhi".

Geng Zhi silently emerged from behind the pillar and bowed, awaiting orders.

"His Majesty."

"Tell Yi Shi to leave a passage at the palace gate at midnight tonight. Have him bring Gu Mingli in through the side path of Donghua Gate, and take the Shadow Guard's private alleyway."

Geng Zhi was slightly taken aback. Although he didn't understand, he still lowered his head and agreed.

Xiao Ye thought for a moment and then added two more sentences.

"Make sure to inform all the Imperial Guards and Shadow Guards on duty tonight. If they see a woman with a snail shell on her head or see Gu Mingli, they must pretend to be blind."

"Yes."

Xiao Ye then looked at Liu An beside him.

"The eunuchs who are on night watch in the bedchamber tonight have been properly instructed. Go to the back courtyard to stand guard, pretend you don't see anything, and don't make a sound."

Liu An covered his mouth and chuckled, finding it novel, and quickly replied, "Yes."

After all, no one can predict what Young Master Gu might do.

I'm actually kind of looking forward to it.

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