The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Those drawings and stories caused a sensation in the capital and were seen by many people.

So, what if she changed to something that had not been exposed in her previous life? Would the other party still be able to predict it?

Thinking of this, Song Yunxi suddenly became enlightened.

She sat back in the armchair and took the opportunity to meditate to let her consciousness enter the space. She had to find something from the space that had never been exposed to anyone in her past or present life.

But apart from limited reagents and anti-inflammatory drugs, what she brought with her into the space were also some medicinal herbs and gold, silver and jewelry from her previous life in the space.

The several new designs of jewelry and clothes that were originally drawn for Jiang Yanting had already been taken by others and could not be used.

But if we talk about rare items that are both novel and suitable for this dynasty, there really is nothing.

When she was about to leave, she saw a few small boxes discarded in the corner and covered with dust. They were the ones she had bought to pass the time.

Song Yunxi's eyes lit up, and she suddenly became curious about how the other party would play his cards.

Compared with the previous packed houses, Wanshun Building is now so deserted that no one is interested.

On the other hand, the business of Yiya Pavilion across the street, which had once been robbed by them, is booming to an unimaginable degree.

It was not just Yiya Pavilion. Even the previously suppressed Yinlou Embroidery Workshop launched many new styles at the same time. From the ladies of noble families to the ordinary girls in the capital, everyone could find a special style that suits their status.

But because the business was so booming, they had to introduce a reservation system and send away the customers who were lining the entire street to ensure the smooth flow of the market.

Ye Xuanling really couldn't imagine how Song Yunxi did it.

Song Muxue also had a gloomy face. In her previous life, she had already let Ye Xuanling launch the new jewelry, clothes, and storybooks that Jiang Yanting's shop had introduced. Why could she let them make a comeback?

Just at this moment, the person Ye Xuanling sent out to gather information came back.

"how?"

The servant glanced at Song Muxue and put the things in his hand on the table.

Ye Xuanling and Song Muxue looked at the things on the table, not understanding what they were talking about. They only heard the servant say, "Your Highness, this is what I bought from Sixian Manor."

It was impossible to buy the dresses from Jinxiufang and the jewelry from Qingyue Pavilion. Even these few little things from Sixianzhuang were bought by him from others at high prices.

"What are these?"

Ye Xuanling looked at the object in front of him, which he had never seen before.

The servant introduced them one by one: "These are checkers, poker, and flying chess."

Seeing that Ye Xuanling and Song Muxue didn't understand, the servant demonstrated to them: "According to what I saw in Yiya Pavilion, they not only replaced all the dishes and drinks, but also launched board games with these novelties for guests to entertain themselves."

“The guests were attracted by these board games and had a lot of fun playing them.”

The servant felt itchy whenever he thought of the games he had played. If he had not had to work for the prince, he would have played until Yiya Pavilion closed today.

It’s really interesting, novel and fun.

Of course, he would never dare to say this.

What are checkers, poker, flying chess? Why had she never heard of them in her past life?

Song Muxue clenched her hands into fists under the table, and she was unaware of the nails digging into her palms.

She had clearly blocked all the roads with the memories of her past life, so why were they able to survive?

She heard the servant continue, "The guests are very interested in these board games, but each table has a limited time, so they all left the You Ran Bureau with a feeling of not having enough. This morning, a notice was posted in Yi Ya Pavilion that these games will be sold in Sixian Zhai."

"So many guests who didn't have enough fun in Yiya Pavilion went to Sixianzhai. Plus word of mouth, today Sixianzhuang is already packed with people."

The more Song Muxue listened, the angrier she became. She didn't understand why she, who had been reborn with the memories of her past life, always lost after several competitions.

The boy became more and more excited as he spoke, and he took out a few storybooks from his arms: "These are the storybooks that Sixianzhai has sold out in the past two days. They are brand new storybooks written by Mr. Wangyue, and there is even a troupe that has already rehearsed them."

Ye Xuanling picked up a copy and flipped through it. Even though he was a competitor, he had to admit that it was really good.

Song Muxue smiled bitterly and said, "Sister is really amazing. I am indeed far inferior to her."

Although he was willing to accept the loss and was convinced of it, he still felt distressed when he saw Song Muxue's red eyes: "Muxue, I'm sorry, I couldn't vent your anger for you."

Song Muxue had tears in her eyes: "Brother Ling, please don't say that. Sister is a proud daughter of heaven, and I should be her foil."

Hearing her belittling herself like this, Ye Xuanling angrily slammed the table and said, "What a proud daughter of heaven! She is just bullying others by relying on the power of the Imperial Master's Mansion!"

The angrier Ye Xuanling got, the happier she felt in her heart: "Brother Ling, don't say that. Sister is smart and has ideas and abilities. After this incident, Second Young Master Jiang will definitely love her even more."

"Mu Xue, you are so stupid. Do you really think these ideas were thought up by Song Yunxi?"

He had met Song Yunxi once at the Wenyuan Marquis' Mansion before he left Beijing for his local business. Her leg had not yet been healed, and he still remembered her dark and vicious face as she cursed the servants.

How could such a loser have such talent?

Ye Xuanling snorted coldly: "It must have been Jiang Yanting who came up with this. His ability to become the richest man in the world is unmatched, and his sense of business is also extremely sharp."

He would never admit that he would lose to Song Yunxi.

After hearing his analysis, Song Muxue felt much better.

Indeed, how could she be outdone by Song Yunxi? It was just that Jiang Yanting had too many hidden trump cards.

Song Muxue frowned in distress: "Second Master Jiang is quite close to Prince Chen and the Fifth Prince. With his wealth, if he supports Prince Chen or the Fifth Prince, wouldn't the Sixth Prince be in danger?"

Her words reminded Ye Xuanling that although the fourth son had always shown no intention of competing for the throne, he was the legitimate son of the Empress, and he also had the Dingguo General's Mansion as an outsider, and his prestige in the army was extremely high. If he had the support of Jiang Yanting, the richest man, he would be truly invincible.

Even if the sixth brother has won the emperor's favor, even if the sixth brother can get the emperor's full support, as long as the fourth brother wants to compete, the sixth brother will not be able to win him.

Ye Xuanling's expression darkened a little: "I can't do anything else, but I can still get rid of Lao Si's money bag."

After thinking carefully for a long time, I came up with a plan.

"Sixianzhai can only remain invincible because of Mr. Wangyue, so why not use a large sum of money to poach him and then cut off Sixianzhai's paper and seals, which would be enough to cause serious damage."