After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 147 My Daughter's Melon

Back in her room, Ruan Ruoruo was still looking at the book that supposedly showed what a melon was. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but the light emanating from the book seemed a little weak.

Could it be that it's out of energy? That won't do, she's enjoying her melon, she can't let it stop. She scrolled through and saw the tipping button, but what should she tip?

Ruan Ruoruo looked around and found that the room was full of things belonging to the production team, so she didn't want to touch other people's things.

He picked up the paper cutting he had brought, muttering, "I don't know what you want, but I'll try this paper cutting."

Who knew that when she pressed the tip button, the paper cutout really disappeared, and the book's glow seemed to brighten a bit. It really worked!

Meanwhile, the Prime Minister of the Great Zhao Dynasty finally finished his court session. The three officials in charge—the Minister of Revenue, the Minister of War, and the Minister of Rites—quickly covered their faces and hurriedly ran out of the palace gates.

The other officials all tried to get close to the Prime Minister, wanting to know where he got the information and what he said to the Minister of Rites that had frightened him so much.

"Want to know?" The Prime Minister did not expect that this Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, Yan, who was usually in charge of ancestral temple sacrifices and rites and was extremely serious, was actually so gossipy.

But how could he tell him that his recently born eighth son was not his biological child?

You know, when this old guy had his son, he bragged about how he was still as good as ever. Turns out he was wearing a green hat.

The Prime Minister patted him on the shoulder earnestly, "Lord Yan, stop worrying about others and worry about yourself first. Try to wear less green clothes these days!"

The Prime Minister couldn't care less about him. After reading about Lord Yan, he discovered that the book, which had been glowing, had dimmed. Oh no! He wanted to know more about the secrets of other officials.

The Prime Minister, with his belly protruding, left in a flurry, leaving Lord Yan, who was wearing a green hat, completely bewildered.

"That old idiot doesn't know anything! My green clothes make me look so vibrant and young!" Lord Yan scorned the Prime Minister and left with a flick of his sleeve.

The Prime Minister hurriedly returned to his residence and went straight to his study, wanting to see what was going on with that magical book.

He looked around and was still completely confused. Finally, he saw the tipping button. Could it be that this book, like the storyteller in the teahouse, required money to reveal other people's secrets?

The Prime Minister frowned. Could this be some kind of evil spirit?

He first took out ten taels of silver to reward the book, and found that the book's light indeed became a little brighter. It was indeed an evil object. Then he picked up a painting in the study and tried to reward it, but it disappeared as well. Then he picked up a book, and it disappeared as well. The inkstone, the brush, and the plants in the study all disappeared. Of course, the book also became brighter and brighter.

The Prime Minister frowned more and more as he tried it. How could this evil creature devour everything? Would it end up eating people?

Thinking of this, the Prime Minister took off his official boots and gave another reward. Hmm? Why didn't he swallow it this time?

The system says: Shoes that smell bad, whoever wants them can have them, it doesn't want them!

Then the Prime Minister called in his servant again and gave him a reward. Very well, the servant was still in the same spot. This evil creature doesn't eat people.

"Master?" the servant boy asked, puzzled.

The Prime Minister breathed a sigh of relief and waved him out.

After figuring it out, the Prime Minister was relieved. He was just about to try to see if he could discover the secrets of other officials when his daughter arrived.

"Father, what were you doing in the study after court? Why did you get scolded again?" Shen Fangfei opened the door and came in as if she knew the way well.

"Nonsense, how could your father be scolded! Tell me, did you get into trouble again that you came to me?" The Prime Minister didn't even need to look up to know that his daughter must have gotten into trouble, otherwise she wouldn't have come to his study to find him.

"No, it's just my mother, she's nagging me about getting married again, so I came to the study to hide!" Shen Fangfei sighed and sat down in a chair.

"You're getting on in years, and your mother is only doing this for your own good! Why don't you take a look..." The Prime Minister tidied his desk, preparing to get up and persuade his daughter, only to find that the book said his daughter already had someone she liked, but that person was a woman disguised as a man, meaning his daughter had fallen for a woman.

The Prime Minister felt a little dizzy, so he quickly sat down to catch his breath.

"What are you looking at? The men Mother introduced are either weaklings or not as good at writing as I am. The husband I want must be someone who can pacify the world with his pen and conquer the world on horseback. I believe that one day, the person I like will suddenly appear in front of me and I will fall in love with him at first sight." Shen Fangfei said, thinking of the young master who saved her.

She pretended to sneak out of the mansion to play, but unexpectedly encountered local thugs who blocked her way. Then a young master appeared out of nowhere with a folding fan, kicked those people to the ground with a few kicks, and had his attendants take them to the government office. He even kindly escorted her back to the Prime Minister's mansion and left without asking her name.

Shen Fangfei regretted it as soon as she thought about it; she had forgotten to ask her benefactor's name.

"Feifei, this person must be hard to find, right? What if he's a fake?" The Prime Minister composed himself and began to speak cryptically.

"Impossible! It must be true!"

Seeing his daughter's lovesick expression, the Prime Minister felt as if an arrow had pierced his heart.

How can he tell his daughter that the young master she's thinking of is actually a girl?

He had originally planned to investigate the secrets of other officials, but now even the Prime Minister had lost his interest.

On Lin Liuyi's side, the system was urging her again that a reader had given her a reward, and told her to check it quickly.

"Okay, okay, I'll watch it in a bit. I'll wait until I hear all the gossip." Lin Liuyi was busy gossiping with the old ladies and had no time to check the readers' donations.

Ever since she bought speakers for the ghost readers, they've been in high demand and short supply. Everyone wants to hear gossip, right? Everyone has their share of troubles.

"Let me tell you, there used to be a family in our neighborhood where the son went to college and got a girlfriend, but when she brought her home, it turned out to be her husband's first love! She was so angry!"

"Wait, isn't this a generational gap? How old must his first love be?" The reader was confused.

"Young man, you don't understand, they're rich!" The old woman glanced at him.

"Well, this young man doesn't want to suffer at all!" The ghost reader swallowed hard.

"That's for sure! Now look what's happened, the son's fighting with his dad over his girlfriend!"

"Isn't the woman angry?" Lin Liu asked the ghost reader to ask for her.

"Why are you angry? That first love not only sends money to this wife every month, but also supports her husband and son. She doesn't even do housework anymore; she just goes shopping and plays mahjong every day!" The old lady said with a look of envy.