My Emperor Father Can Read Minds
Chapter 27

Fortunately, Wei Yu still had some sense of the situation.

When he saw a few of the older officials frowning to the point that they could squish a mosquito, he quietly stopped talking.

After all, the more he said, if the others couldn’t understand, it would be pointless!

It was better to write it down.

He sighed quietly and looked at Pei Zhi. “Minister Pei, how about this? You go back first, and in a few days, I will write down the methods and send them over to you so you can take a good look at them. How does that sound?”

It was difficult to explain everything in detail now, and many small details couldn’t be clarified. With the generational gap, they wouldn’t understand. It was better to organize the materials after returning, write them down, and then let them ponder over it at their leisure.

Just like the formula for making glass before.

Yes, that was a good idea.

Wei Yu glanced at his father.

[Father, what do you think? Writing it down would make it more convenient.]

Emperor Wei stared at him with an expressionless face.

It was serious, intimidating, and the look made Wei Yu quickly withdraw his gaze.

After all, he was just a child, feeling guilty.

Little did he know, at this moment, his father was pondering something in his heart. Could it be that in the future, everyone’s knowledge was so profound, that they understood everything so clearly and thoroughly?

Emperor Wei was deeply moved.

The future seemed really wonderful—peaceful and prosperous, with people living in peace and contentment. He wondered if Great Wei could achieve that too…

Oh, thinking about Emperor Wei’s doubts, it had to do with the conversation Wei Yu had had with him a few days ago. He had talked about modern society and all sorts of things, but never mentioned what the “tablet” actually was…

When Pei Zhi heard that the Ninth Prince was going to write down the method, his first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yes, writing it down was the right thing to do… Otherwise, he wouldn’t have understood half of it!

There were so many places he wanted to ask about!

Pei Zhi raised his hand to salute, his eyes shining as he looked at Wei Yu. “Thank you for your consideration, Your Highness. However, there is one thing I don’t understand. May I ask where Your Highness found this method? Could you kindly let me take a look at it?”

Wei Yu squeezed out an official smile. “I’m really sorry, Minister Pei. I read that book when I was young, and it’s been so long that I’ve forgotten where I put it. I’ve read so many books, I’m not sure where that ancient book is anymore…”

Pei Zhi’s face clearly showed a look of regret.

“But!”

Wei Yu’s words took a turn.

Pei Zhi quickly asked, “But what?”

“But I’ve memorized all the knowledge in that book,” Wei Yu said, blinking innocently. “Anything you want to know, Minister Pei, I can write it all down for you. So, don’t worry. In a few days, when I’ve written it all down, you can take a good look at it then.”

So, please, don’t dwell on this anymore…

[I’m really exhausted. Let me just finish reporting and go lie down, please.]

Emperor Wei: …

Having come this far, as Emperor, it would be inappropriate not to express his opinion.

So, Emperor Wei spoke. “My ministers, the sky is getting late. As the Ninth Prince said, we will discuss this matter in a few days. You may all go back for now.”

“Yes, we take our leave.”

After Pei Zhi and the others left, Wei Yu stood in front of his father, grinning widely, looking very well-behaved.

“Father, I’ve returned to report to you.”

Emperor Wei looked at him, not hearing what was on his mind.

But just from his expression, Emperor Wei didn’t need to hear it to know that this son of his must have done something sneaky!

Emperor Wei’s gaze became meaningful. “Tell me, what did you do today?”

Wei Yu didn’t lie. Wei Yu was very honest. Whatever his father asked, he answered.

So, Wei Yu told him everything he had done that day, including, but not limited to, how he had gotten the guards to buy candied hawthorns for him on the way back.

When it came to the candied hawthorns, Wei Yu’s thoughts took a sharp turn.

You see, in ancient times, sugar was more expensive than gold, and in Great Wei, the price of sugar was even higher than salt. Only the wealthy and high-ranking nobles could afford white sugar.

The common people could only afford malt sugar made from grain.

The candied hawthorns Wei Yu bought on the street were coated with malt sugar, wrapped around hawthorn, almonds, walnuts, and other flavors.

Although ancient times lacked many things and were expensive, it was precisely because of this that people had to come up with ingenious ways to survive.

Recalling the thin, pitiful layer of sugar syrup on the candied hawthorn, Wei Yu couldn’t help but think of the “shiny” candied hawthorns from modern times.

It made his heart ache.

How much better would it be with more sugar? He was a child who loved sweets!

[Oh my, by the way, white sugar is just cane sugar, right? How do they refine white sugar again? Let me check…]

Emperor Wei opened his mouth but quickly closed it.

He still kept a straight face, but there was a gleam of expectation in his eyes.

White sugar?

This brat actually knows how to refine white sugar?!

In Great Wei, the production of white sugar was low and its price quite high—it was almost entirely monopolized by the aristocratic clans of Yizhou in the west. If Wei Yu had a way to increase white sugar production and place it under the court’s control, then the national treasury… wouldn’t it become filthy rich?!?!

Forget it—for now, the warning about the brat acting on his own initiative could wait. Let him think first… Hmm?

“Flip through”?!

Emperor Wei suddenly realized something was off.

This was something that relied on memory—so why would he say “flip through”? Flip what??

Unaware that his father had caught on to something he’d missed earlier, Wei Yu was still flipping through his tablet for a method to refine white sugar from sugarcane.

Halfway through, Wei Yu suddenly looked up at his father, eyes full of innocent curiosity.

“Father, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Their eyes met—one stern and dignified, the other pure and naive.

The Emperor slowly narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, then raised a finger and pointed at him. “You little rascal.”

Trying to intimidate his own father now.

“Hehe, Dad, I was just scared, you know?” Wei Yu didn’t deny it.

So what if he was “holding past merit hostage to ask for a favor”?!

Couldn’t one merit cancel out one mistake and let him go lie down in peace?

His anime addiction was acting up (╥w╥`)

In truth, the Emperor wasn’t really that angry.

Wei Yu had gone to the kiln to do something that would enhance Great Wei’s national power. If a barbaric little country like Xiqi could produce colorless glass, how could Great Wei not have the same?

That would make Great Wei’s craftsmen look like useless fools.

At most, he had just promised a few craftsmen some rewards. That wasn’t much—the Emperor even thought Wei Yu was being too stingy!

Still, a proper reprimand was necessary. Otherwise, this brat might take things into his own hands again and do something truly irreparable…

After a brief silence, the Emperor put on a serious face and said to Wei Yu, “This must not happen again.”