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"I will give you seven days. If you can\'t gather enough cotton, it won\'t be as simple as kneeling here and enjoying the breeze next time. Stand down!"

"Thank you for Your Majesty\'s kindness. I will take my leave."

Zhang Jin\'s memorial was well written with many formal and sincere words, expressing his difficulties in various ways. If it wasn\'t for the system\'s prompt, Jiang Beiran would have almost believed him.

"What a bunch of useless officials. They don\'t have the ability to solve the problem and keep whinning. What\'s the use of having these trashes!"

Sighing in his heart, Jiang Beiran looked at Wang Shougui and said, "Close the door."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After the wind gradually subsided, Jiang Beiran thought for a moment and continued to read the memorials.

"Your Majesty."

Just as Jiang Beiran finished reading the memorials and placed them on the table, Mu Yao walked over and gave Jiang Beiran a bow.

"What is it?" Jiang Beiran raised his eyes and asked.

"I..."

"Just say what you want to say."

During this period of time, Mu Yao\'s pride had been worn away a lot. Apart from being respect to Jiang Beiran, she would also do the things that other palace maids should do.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." Mu Yao bowed to Jiang Beiran and continued, "I have read a lot of books these days, but the more I read, the more confused I become."

"So?"

"Tomorrow when You Highness and the grand tutor are studying... can I participate too?"

Jiang Beiran glared at Mu Yao and said with a sullen face, "Did I give you too many privileges and make you forget your status?"

Seeing Jiang Beiran\'s sullen face, Mu Yao lowered her head in fear.

"Since you\'ve read so many books, let me ask you, what is a grand tutor?"

Mu Yao replied, "One of the three ducal ministers, the teacher of the Emperor."

"Then are you the Emperor?"

"But..."

Hearing Jiang Beiran raise his voice, Mu Yao instantly cowardly.

"It\'s nothing, I know I\'m wrong."

"Don\'t do it again, leave now."

Jiang Beiran was about to continue reading the memorial when he found Mu Yao still standing in front of him.

"Is there anything else?"

Mu Yao clenched her hands tightly and kept muttering in her heart, "He can\'t beat me, he can\'t beat me, he can\'t beat me..."

Then, she raised her head and looked directly at Jiang Beiran. However, when she saw Jiang Beiran\'s impatient expression, she got scared and lowered her head again.

"Mu Yao! What is wrong with you. I can\'t talk to him in an equal manner. I must have been afraid that he would use father to suppress me! So, I really treat him as father. Yes! It\'s all father\'s fault!"  After convincing herself in her heart, Mu Yao\'s voice was like a mosquito\'s as she said, "But... but I really want to learn too. How about... How about Your Majesty teach me?"

After discovering that Jiang Beiran\'s expression was becoming increasingly gloomy, Mu Yao waved her hand and said, "I won\'t let Your Majesty teach me for nothing! Can I use a magical item to exchange for it?"

"You want to take advantage of me empty-handed?"  Jiang Beiran resisted the urge to ridicule Mu Yao and said, "I also can\'t understand it. You\'re the daughter of the demonic cult master, don\'t you have a magical item with you?"

"I do have one, but it\'s a black grade magical item. Father didn\'t allow me to give it to anyone."

"Are you flaunting your wealth to me?!"

Jiang Beiran roared in his heart and despised these second-generation heirs. They obviously didn\'t know anything, but they could easily get a black grade magical item.

"I\'m so handsome, and I know everything. But getting a yellow grade magical item than to ascend to the heavens. It\'s not fair, it\'s not fair!!!"

Jiang Beiran was unwilling to admit defeat, but he could not bear to let this opportunity slip away. Thus, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you sure you can get a yellow grade magical item from your father? Or something that suits my preference?"

"Yes. Father dotes on me very much." Mu Yao nodded vigorously.

"En... are you sure you want to use a yellow grade magical item in exchange for me teaching you the art of the Emperor?"

"I\'m willing, very willing!" Mu Yao nodded again.

"You\'re Wu Zetian from another world..."

However, Jiang Beiran was not afraid of Mu Yao usurping the throne. Or rather, if Mu Yao could be the emperor in his place, he would be more than happy.

Looking at Mu Yao\'s extremely eager expression, Jiang Beiran finally agreed, "Words are without proof. I want you to sign a contract."

"Okay!"

After discovering that Jiang Beiran\'s expression was becoming increasingly gloomy, Mu Yao waved her hand and said, "I won\'t let Your Majesty teach me for nothing! Can I use a magical item to exchange for it?"

Hearing the words \'magical item\', Jiang Beiran was moved.

It was not easy to get a new magical item. Ever since he had gotten two yellow grade magical items from the two big shots of righteous sects and demonic cult during the Sect of Masked Moon incident, he had not obtained another one for half a year.

If he wanted to refine it himself, the materials and tools were not enough. After all, the materials and tools that could refine a magical item were extremely rare, it also meant that it was dangerous to get those rare items.

Jiang Beiran could trigger the earth grade option just by entering an auction house. If he took the initiative to look for these good things, the heaven grade option would probably smash his face in a matter of minutes.

Therefore, when he heard Mu Yao say that she would use a magical item to exchange with him, he was still somewhat tempted.

After all, the two yellow grade magical items that he had obtained previously were very suitable for him.

"What magical item do you have?" Jiang Beiran asked.

Seeing that Jiang Beiran had relented, Mu Yao said, "Then let\'s discuss it... you teach me first, and when I\'m done learning, I\'ll ask father for a yellow grade magical item that you want. What do you think?"

"Okay!"