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

Inside the main hall of Pujitang, eight chairs are neatly arranged on both sides of a long table.

The eight team leaders took their seats in turn.

Gu Mingyue sat upright in the main seat, her process booklet spread out in front of her. She originally planned to introduce the project requirements step by step, and then ask everyone about their areas of expertise.

The lean old man at the front introduced himself, saying that his surname was Lu and that he was the head of the "Building Hall".

"Miss, please don't be shy. Just let me know if you need anything."

Master Lu slammed his rough hand on the table, his tone extremely arrogant.

"Our Infrastructure Hall just finished building a royal city for a neighboring country in the Western Regions last year. The city wall is twelve li in circumference and was completed in sixty days."

Gu Mingyue secretly gasped.

A city built in sixty days?

She glanced up at the second master sitting behind Master Lu. He was in his forties, with a dark complexion and calluses and burn scars on his ten fingers.

"My surname is Chen, and I work in the foundry. I have sixteen workshops under my command. We can make swords, armor, farm tools, pots, pans, and everything else."

"Ten...sixteen workshops..."

Before Gu Mingyue could process those words, the third master spoke up.

She was an elderly woman with half-gray hair, dressed in the same indigo short brown, and was in good spirits.

"My surname is Sun, and I am the head of the Medical Hall. I have more than 600 doctors and pharmacists under my command, and I run 23 pharmacies in various prefectures and cities."

"There is also a secret formulary library, which contains more than 300 volumes of pharmacopoeia passed down from the Imperial Medical Academy."

More than three hundred volumes of rare, out-of-print pharmacopoeias from the previous dynasty?!

Gu Mingyue's eyes widened in surprise.

Emperor Guangxian, how many good things did you leave for future generations!

Next, the entire lobby became the Versailles of this group of reclusive tycoons.

The fourth person is the head of the construction hall, surnamed Zhou, in his early fifties, with a dragon tattooed on his arm, making him look like a pirate captain.

He operated along the coast for many years, and had several construction workshops under his command. The ships sold on the black market were all built by them.

The fifth person is the head of the Agricultural Technology Hall, surnamed Li. He is short, stout, and has a face that is tanned dark by the sun.

He manages a group of experienced farmers who specialize in breeding improved varieties and irrigation, and over the years they have managed to grow two seasons of rice on saline-alkali land.

The sixth person is the head of the Industrial Hall, surnamed Zhao. He is a capable and efficient middle-aged man who speaks concisely. His workshops cover more than a dozen industries, including porcelain making, salt production, tea making, silk production, and dyeing.

The seventh person is the head of the Commerce Hall, surnamed He. She is a smiling, round-faced middle-aged woman who manages eight cross-border trade routes, dealing in everything from tea and silk to porcelain and medicinal herbs.

The last one, and also the youngest of the eight, was in his early thirties, with bright, lively eyes and clean, white hands. His surname was Su, and he was the head of the Qiqiao Hall, specializing in mechanical arts and precision instruments.

His people created a waterwheel that could automatically irrigate, a water clock that could keep time, and a crossbow that could fire three bolts in quick succession.

The eight people took turns reporting their personal information.

Lu Qinghe, standing to the side, was also stunned. Pei Yu's mouth was agape, her eyes sparkling with shock.

Gu Mingyue originally thought that her father had sent her about a hundred skilled craftsmen who could at most help her build houses and forge iron.

The results of it?

The eight branches covered infrastructure, casting, medicine, shipbuilding, agricultural technology, salt production, commerce, and ingenious machinery. Their workshops were spread throughout Dayong and neighboring countries, with a total of over ten thousand artisans.

What kind of craftsman team is this?

This is clearly a complete industrial system hidden among the people.

No wonder this organization is called "Maidenchana"!

No wonder her father casually said before that he could "take on a hundred men," and no wonder the system's evaluation was "top-notch craftsman team."

No wonder even without that 700 million treasure, Dad could still support an elite army of 100,000!

The sheer output of these eight branches and the revenue from these eight trade routes alone would amount to an astronomical sum enough to overthrow the imperial power!

Gu Mingyue suddenly understood.

My father truly deserves to be called a "distinguished minister" chosen by the previous dynasty!

With that unfathomable mind and wealth beyond measure, he's practically invincible. If it weren't for his father being stuck with a bug in the mission, he could easily kill the emperor and rebel right now!

Stop! Stop!

Gu Mingyue shook her head violently, banishing the dangerous thought of rebellion.

She stood up and solemnly cupped her hands in greeting to the eight hall masters.

"Thank you all for coming from afar. You must be tired."

"Since my father has entrusted you all to my command, let's get straight to the point."

"There are four major tasks ahead that each of you hall masters needs to take on separately."

Gu Mingyue picked up a pen and drew a circle on the paper.

"Build a specialized school in Kyoto. This school will not teach the Four Books and Five Classics, but only practical skills. It will be divided into three major categories: agriculture, medicine, and engineering."

"Please have each headmaster send someone to the school to be a teacher and teach their skills to the young students."

Master Sun nodded, and a hint of relief appeared in the old woman's eyes.

"Don't worry, Miss. What we hope for most is that someone will take over our skills. Those pharmacopoeias from the previous dynasty have been sitting at the bottom of boxes for over a decade. It's a good thing that they can be brought out to teach people."

The eight hall masters bowed in unison, saying, "Don't worry, Miss."

Gu Mingyue looked at Hall Master Sun.

"Master Sun, in which states are your twenty-three medical clinics and pharmacies located?"

"Seven families in Jiangnan, five in the capital region, four in the north, four in the west, and three in the south."

Gu Mingyue quickly calculated in her mind.

These pharmacies were located in almost all the major prefectures of Dayong, serving as ready-made strongholds.

"Okay. We'll use these twenty-three pharmacies as a base and expand them into a central hospital on the spot."

"The pharmacy's existing staff and medicinal herb supply channels will be retained. I will also allocate funds from the central bank to expand the scale. Later, the Ministry of Labor Affairs will handle the daily operational funding with you all."

Gu Mingyue turned her gaze to Master Zhou of the Manufacturing Hall.

"I plan to establish an official shipyard in Jiangnan. The imperial court will provide the land and start-up capital, and it will be operated under the name of Pujitang."

"Next, we'll prepare to build warships!"

Master Zhou's eyes lit up instantly.

"What?! A warship!"

He slapped his thigh and suddenly stood up.

"Does Miss have the blueprints? I've been waiting for over a decade, hoping to build warships."

Gu Mingyue's lips curled up slightly.

Of course he can build warships; the blueprints are all in his brother's head.

Before completing her ultimate mission, she must accelerate her search for new trade routes at sea.

She discussed it with her brother, for safety reasons.

They wanted to leave a way out for their father, the Lu family army, and these craftsmen of Daqi.