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Thinking of these two possibilities, Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t help but wail inwardly. No matter which one it was, she felt deeply wronged.

Last night, she had only made an offhand remark in a burst of excitement!

"Your Majesty, I think Xiaomai’s idea isn’t bad," Bei Lingsu chimed in from the side. Truth be told, before coming to the Central Plains, the only entertainment like shadow play she’d heard of was just hearsay. She had never seen it firsthand before. When helping to plan Yang Wenxiao’s birthday banquet, she tried it out herself for the first time. She had to admit it was fantastic and fun; she loved it!

Building a dedicated theater to perform the contents of these three stories on rotation every day—whether it’s "Skyfall Love Chronicles" or "Journey to the West"—the tales of princes and princesses would definitely cause a sensation. The bustling atmosphere of Extreme Flavor Pavilion, where people crowded for space, would surely appear here as well.

However, if tickets were required for entry... it might be unaffordable for the common folks.

"I think the goal here is to share the joy with the people, so ticket prices shouldn’t be set too high," she added.

Qiao Xiaomai agreed with this point. "How about one wen per ticket? One ticket per show. Additionally, tea and snacks can be sold to make money that way."

Yang Wenxiao did not speak but carefully considered the feasibility of this plan.

A moment later, he nodded and said, "I’ll have it organized right away."

There was nothing really unworkable about it...

It was just switching from opera performances to shadow plays.

He smiled and looked at Qiao Xiaomai. "See, you’re still full of fresh ideas."

Qiao Xiaomai: "..."

Fresh ideas, my foot! She was forced into this.

Upon leaving Da’an Palace, Qiao Xiaomai’s face was pale. She looked at Bei Lingsu with an aggrieved expression. "Lingsu, next time something comes up, don’t say a word to His Majesty."

Bei Lingsu blinked her almond-shaped eyes, looking a bit embarrassed.

She hadn’t expected Yang Wenxiao to be so determined either.

Nearby, Bei Yun stood with a puzzled look. "Judging from the earlier conversation, isn’t this all about making money for His Majesty? He’s oddly concerned about it, isn’t he?"

As soon as he said this, both Bei Lingsu and Qiao Xiaomai glared at him simultaneously. Qiao Xiaomai retorted, "You don’t know why?"

"Why?"

"Most of my businesses are in partnership with the Yang Family. For instance, in the case of publishing books, Sanlang writes the books, and when the books sell, he gets a share of the silver," Qiao Xiaomai explained.

Bei Yun suddenly understood. "You mean you’re running businesses jointly with the Yang Family?"

"Why else would His Majesty be so invested in my ventures?" Qiao Xiaomai rolled her eyes at him.

"Aren’t you afraid he’ll seize your business? Serving a monarch is like serving a tiger," Bei Yun remarked.

"His Majesty is virtuous. He wouldn’t pay attention to such small-time businesses of mine. Stop projecting your cynical thoughts onto His Majesty," Qiao Xiaomai scolded him.

Bei Yun, blinking innocently, replied, "I couldn’t bear to stand by and watch someone else making piles of money while I did nothing. If I were him, I’d have locked you up long ago and forced you to make money for me every day."

Qiao Xiaomai: "..."

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Bei Lingsu scolded him, saying this kind of thinking was far too extreme!

They’d been living in the Capital City for half a year already, so how could he still jump to such dark conclusions all the time?

Had all her lessons over the past half-year gone to waste?!

Under Bei Lingsu’s reprimand, Bei Yun quickly admitted his mistake.

This was his usual tactic—admit fault when reprimanded but never change. And when caught doing it again, his excuse was always "A mountain may change, but one’s nature doesn’t." Every time, this drove Bei Lingsu to the brink of losing her mind with anger.

She felt utterly helpless about it. How did the family produce such a troublemaker? It was exhausting.

The three of them exited the Palace and went their separate ways. Qiao Xiaomai returned to the Qiao Residence and relayed the conversation in the Palace to Tong Sanlang. She asked what Yang Wenxiao was really up to.

"It’s probably a mix of both," Tong Sanlang speculated.

One reason was to test the so-called "cornucopia" theory.

The other was to vent his frustration; when there were issues between Qiao Xiaomai and him, Yang Wenxiao always sided with the weaker party.