Fengzhen cleaned up his appearance a little, stepped forward and said, "See your lord—"
Although the inner madness is messy, the surface is still gentle and calm.
Jiang Pengji looked at Feng Zhen with a half-smile but not a smile.
The sun is coming out from the west today. How could the bohemian prodigal son be so dignified
Probably because he was in a hurry, Feng Zhen had not yet adjusted his breathing rhythm.
Feng Zhen's cheeks were blown white by the cold wind, his lips were blue, his body was not very healthy, and he looked weak and helpless and pitiful.
"Before I left, I told you. Ziji is not staying in the military camp, why did you come here?" Jiang Pengji laughed and teased, "Besides, the wind is so strong outside, if your weak body is blown away, I have to find someone to get you back."
Feng Zhen was choked for a moment, and was almost relieved.
If you weren't worried about the lord, who would be nervous to run here on horseback
Riding the horse, the cold wind hurts my face!
"I heard that the lord left the camp without anyone, I was really afraid of an accident, so I dared to disobey the military order, and asked the lord to punish."
Jiang Pengji's teeth were sore after hearing it. If it were left in the usual way, Feng Zhen would probably be with the muddy water. How could he "confess" in a serious manner
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"You are also kind, how can I really punish you?" Jiang Pengji said, "However, this is not an example."
Feng Zhen cupped his hands, and the corners of his lips raised a smile, "Here."
Jiang Pengji pouted secretly, in front of Wan Xiuer, she couldn't really hold Feng Zhen down.
Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to let Fengzhen go easily.
"My lord, are you going to take these Panzhihua away?" Feng Zhen glanced at Wan Xiu'er out of the corner of his eye, "It's really a pity."
In contrast, he just accompanied people to transplant seedlings, which seemed to be inferior in every aspect.
"What kind of fragrance is pity, what kind of jade is pity!" Jiang Pengji said, "Not only do we have to move these trees away, but also send some people to Xiu'er's mother's house."
One of Feng's hearts groaned—
No wonder he was open-minded, his master wants to see his father-in-law and mother-in-law
Although Feng Zhen didn't say anything, Jiang Pengji saw through his mind and felt itchy.
If Wan Xiu'er wasn't there, she would have to show Feng Zhen some color to let him know why the flowers are so red.
Seeing Jiang Pengji's gloomy expression, Feng Zhen suddenly realized that he was wrong.
In order to pull back a round, Feng Zhen asked with a serious look, his voice was calm and powerful, and when he heard it, he knew that he was a serious person.
"My lord, is there something wrong with these trees?"
If it wasn't for seeing the father-in-law, the problem should be the trees.
Jiang Pengji said, "People in the north can use wool knitted sweaters for winter, and those with better families can burn coal. However, if large quantities of sweaters are shipped to the south, the cost of each piece of clothing will inevitably increase dramatically, and many people cannot afford to wear them. There are many fertile fields in the south, which are not suitable for a large number of woolly sheep. However, the cotton wool from these trees can solve this problem. These cotton wool can be made into silk fabrics, and can also be used as fillers in clothing to achieve heating. purpose—you say, is it important?"
Jiang Pengji smiled and put the ball of cotton wool in Feng Zhen's hand, which still carried the body temperature of her palm.
When it comes to matters of people's livelihood, Feng Zhen doesn't dare to be naughty.
He tugged at the cotton wool with his hands and twisted it with his fingers.
"This, this is really okay?" All of a sudden, all kinds of thoughts flashed in my mind, "Many nobles use this thing to play, I don't know if it's good to take care of? If not, even if you can weave cloth and make clothes, ordinary The common people can't afford it. Another point, how much fertile land does this plant occupy? If it occupies too much fertile land, it will inevitably reduce the grain production. What will the people rely on for a living? If one plant is planted, how much cotton wool can be harvested in a year, and finally it can be made into How many clothes and bedding? If one year's hard work is not enough to cover the cost, it is better not to plant."
Feng Zhen thought about it comprehensively. In addition to these questions, he still had a bunch of doubts.
Cotton batting can weave cloth and make clothes, which is a good thing, but there are still many problems that have not been solved.
Although Fengzhen is unreliable on weekdays, he is still very attractive when he is serious.
Didn't you see that the audience in the live broadcast room was calling for him
Wan Xiu'er on the side heard Fengzhen's question, and her heart was a little colder.
Yes, it seems that I was thinking too beautifully just now, and many things have not been considered.
At this time, Jiang Pengji's voice entered her ears.
"Because of this, I have to send someone to Xiu'er's mother's house to have a look. I think there should be more useful information there."
Although there is a live broadcast room, the two worlds are fundamentally different.
Not only are the land and ocean distributions different, but even animals and plants are different.
According to the situation in the audience's world, the crop of cotton would not be possible.
Of course, the differences are only a few, and most of them are similar.
She can use the cotton information provided by the audience as a reference, but it cannot be used as a conclusion.
Fengzhen saw that his lord was rational and online, but he did not continue to pour cold water, but pinched the ball of cotton wool with great interest.
"If it can really solve the problem of people's clothing, I don't know how many people are willing to set up longevity cards for Wan Niangzi and offer incense three meals a day."
Wan Xiu'er's cheeks flushed, "What is the virtue of the little woman? Mr. Feng's words are a shame for the little woman. Even if there is merit, it is the merit of Liuzhou Mu. Many nobles have planted this thing in their backyards, but they are not. Whoever said that it can weave cloth and make clothes, and benefit the people."
Let the people set up the card of longevity spontaneously. How many princes and generals throughout the ages can't do it. Where can I get her
Feng Zhen smiled and said, "Ms. Wan has an exquisite mind, and her speech is more pleasant to the ears. No wonder the lord is so caring."
Jiang Pengji coughed lightly, interrupting the conversation between the two.
"This matter should not be publicized. We must send a few safe people to handle it. There must be no mistakes. Besides, Xiu'er should not go out with the army. Remember to send her to Maruzhou to settle down. If you do these two things If it's not good, I'll definitely find you to settle it-"
Fengzhen bowed his hands and answered seriously.
"Here."
Matters related to people's livelihood must be handled properly no matter what.
The army has a short rest period, and this matter must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
Wan Xiu'er on the side let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, she had anticipated and packed up the salute in advance, otherwise she would definitely be in a hurry.
Fengzhen is neat and efficient, and he arranged everything early the next morning.
"Wan Niangzi, there is really an unkind request here."
A hint of surprise flashed in Wan Xiu'er's eyes, but she said, "Mr. Feng, just say it."
Fengzhen took a box and looked at the weight.
"Zhen has been separated from his youngest son Fengyi for a long time, and I am ashamed to say it. For many years, I have not fulfilled the duty of raising my biological father, and I feel ashamed in my heart."
"Mr. Feng also has difficulties, and Ling Lang will definitely understand." Wan Xiu'er said, "Mr. wants the little lady to hand over this thing to Ling Lang?"
Feng Zhen nodded, but his expression was a little more embarrassed.
Wan Xiu'er said, "Mr. Feng has encountered a problem?"
Feng Zhen said, "Although there are loyal servants to take care of the youngest son, but the servants are different from the biological father. If it is convenient for a lady, I don't know... I wonder if I can take care of him occasionally? I'm really worried about-"