Chapter 570: Even a thousand years later

Ganlu Palace.

Several women were already confused.

They did not understand at all!

Why could one win against so many aristocratic families in an economic war with the power to mint coins?

Zhangsun Wugou could not figure it out even more.

In her impression, minting copper coins must be done with special caution.

"Mu'er, why don't I understand how one can win against aristocratic families by having the power to mint coins?"

Qin Mu smiled mysteriously.

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"There is no need to ask this; when you see the result, you will naturally understand."

Qin Mu was unwilling to say, so the women sensibly did not ask again.

This was the highest commercial secret; the fewer people who knew, the better the effect.

It was not easy to wait until Qin Mu finished discussing state affairs.

Changle came forward and pulled Qin Mu's sleeve.

"Brother-in-law, we can't go shopping, it's so boring. Will you play with us, okay?"

The entertainment activities of this era were really too few.

Imperial princesses only had two choices every day: leaf games and polo.

Unfortunately, Qin Mu did not like to play either of these.

Li Xueyan and Wu Meiniang also looked at Qin Mu with eager eyes.

Qin Mu had always been busy with government affairs and rarely accompanied them out to play.

Speaking of playing, Qin Mu actually had an idea in his heart.

It was time to add some new forms of entertainment to the world.

"Okay, today I will accompany you all to have a good time."

Qin Mu actually agreed!

Changle and the others all jumped up with joy.

This was the first time in history.

"Brother-in-law, then what shall we play?"

Qin Mu had a small eunuch go to the Inner Music Bureau and call a few musicians over.

Each person would write a poem on the spot and then sing it themselves.

This was a way of playing that began to rise during the Southern Dynasties; the one who played best and was most famous was...

However, some said this was the music of a fallen nation.

Therefore, since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, this way of playing had almost become extinct.

Only some aristocratic families would secretly play this game in their own homes.

Writing poems on the spot was a great test of a person's literary talent.

This was a high-difficulty way of playing.

Li Xueyan was confident that, except for Qin Mu, no one present could play better than her.

Moreover, she was also very happy to perform in front of Qin Mu.

She spoke gladly.

"Okay, let's play this! Is there any prize?"

That would be the Last Ruler of Chen.

Qin Mu wanted to see these women compete for beauty and talent.

Therefore, he also brought out a heavy reward.

"Whoever wins will get the title of 'Goddess of the Snow Mountain'. Moreover, I will personally write a piece of calligraphy and gift it to her!" They were by Qin Mu's side and lacked almost nothing.

But Qin Mu's personal calligraphy was not so easy to obtain.

Until now, not a single woman had obtained Qin Mu's ink treasure.

Once the reward was out, the women all became excited.

Even Zhangsun Wugou wanted to participate and play with the children of her daughter's generation.

Although she was an elder, she was only in her thirties, in the prime of her life.

In her heart, she was also somewhat moved by the title of Goddess of the Snow Mountain.

"Mu'er, can I participate too?"

Qin Mu nodded.

"Yes. There are no mothers or daughters here; once on the field, everyone is an opponent."

As long as Zhangsun Wugou did not go crazy and keep chasing him to acknowledge him as her son, she could play however she wanted.

Her literary talent was good, and her voice was also very pleasant; she was a strong contestant.

Wu Meiniang was still somewhat confused about the title of Goddess of the Snow Mountain in the reward.

"Husband, does the title of Goddess of the Snow Mountain have any special meaning?"

Li Xueyan answered Wu Meiniang a step ahead.

"Meiniang hasn't been to Tibet, so she might not understand. The Goddess of the Snow Mountain is a goddess painted in the Potala Palace; she is holy, gentle, and also... a symbol of fertility." When explaining to the end, she could not help but blush slightly.

Wu Meiniang suddenly realized.

Such a profound title—she must also strive for it!

They had been married for so long, and there was no movement in her belly, which made people anxious.

Wu Meiniang looked at Li Xueyan.

Presumably, she was also determined to win?

"Sister, for today's competition, this younger sister will not be polite to you!"

"Each according to their ability!"

Qin Mu saw that these women were all getting into the spirit.

He was also happy to see it happen.

Anyway, he was not participating, just enjoying it while acting as a judge.

"Since everyone is ready, let's begin."

The women immediately began to conceive.

Thinking about what kind of poem would be most likely to move Qin Mu.

The women all had literary talent; the one who was weaker was Changle.

She was still young, playful, and cute.

Participating in the competition, she did not think about getting the reward, just for fun. ===== CHAPTER 572 =====