In short, the whole court was shaken, the ministers were silent, everyone was in danger, and the emperor even fainted from anger.
He was not angry at the ministers, but at Feng Hanqi who was hiding behind the scenes.
Unfortunately, even the Nine Gates Admiral is secretly Feng Han's man. The emperor can't do anything about him and dares not do anything easily.
Fortunately, three days later, the turmoil in the capital gradually calmed down and Feng Han took no more actions.
This is the fourth day since Feng Han returned to the palace. He has not received any word and is feeling a little depressed.
Sitting at the table, he looked at the official booklet and gave instructions to Yuan Liu without even looking up.
"As for the wind-powered waterwheel, let the Minister of Works submit a memorial. Elder Zhu proposed that she be given the title of county lady."
"County lady?"
Yuan Liu was holding a small bamboo tube in his hand and was about to hand it to him when he was frightened by his sudden order.
Only the daughter of a prince can be given the title of county princess, right
The emperor's daughter is called a princess, the prince's daughter is called a monarch, and the wife of a prince is called a county princess!
The windmill is indeed ingenious. Once it is promoted nationwide, it will indeed make a great contribution to agriculture, but it is not yet at this point, right
Feng Han raised his head and glanced at him: "Are you hard of hearing?"
Yuan Liu quickly retracted his surprised look.
The master has been in a bad mood these days, so it’s better not to make him angry.
"Master, I understand. I will do it immediately."
"etc."
Feng Han called him: "Are there any letters today?"
Yuan Liu handed over the small note in the small pen holder in his hand: "It's just the note from Xiao Wu sent by carrier pigeon."
This is the third time the master has asked for letters since returning to Beijing.
Unfortunately, that Miss Su really doesn't care much about her master.
It’s been four days since I came back, and I haven’t written a single letter.
"Miss Su has opened a Su's Department Store, but it has not yet opened. In addition, the Su family is building a house. According to Xiaowu, Miss Su plans to build a brick house made of fired clay, similar to a house built with blue bricks."
Feng Han took the small note, scanned it quickly, and muttered sourly: "You have so many clever ideas."
I just spent all my time on these things and didn't give him any time at all.
He said he would write a letter, but he hasn't received a single word so far.
Yuan Liu's heart moved, and he asked tentatively: "Master, do you want to write a letter to Miss Su?"
That Miss Su was probably so busy that she almost forgot about her master. Only her master took the initiative.
Although he felt that this was really inappropriate, who could blame his master for caring about her
And who can blame him for not caring about his master at all
"No need." Feng Han threw the note into a box on the side and continued to handle official business with a cold face.
He wanted to see when she would remember him.
In Guyin Town, Su Qiao was extremely busy.
She converted the second courtyard inside the shop into a small workshop. She hired a number of women workers, signed confidentiality agreements with them, and is now busy making shoes, socks, various bags, and improved versions of underwear.
Fortunately, there were several aunts and cousins who helped teach and watch over me.
She only needed to teach Erni how to mix soap, tooth powder, rouge, lip paper, lip balm, eyebrow pencil, facial mask, whitening cream, etc. in the innermost small courtyard.
Host, the show is about to begin, do you want to watch it
"What's the show?" Su Qiao asked as he carefully poured the pink liquid he had just stirred into a beautiful porcelain bowl.
Xia Xiaodie quietly left home and ran to the town to find Zhou Tianyou. The two were now talking in a private room in the teahouse.
I've been so busy lately that I've forgotten about them.