Traveling through the famine years with the system to raise cubs

After being reminded like this, Jiang Ling realized that he was still standing on the pier.

She nodded and smiled and said to Zhao Liuqing: "Thanks to Mr. Zhao for taking care of you during this time. We have been exhausted for so long. Mr. Zhao, you also need to rest. I will wait for your news at Zhishan's home!"

Zhao Liuqing smiled and nodded when she heard it, "Okay, Mr. Gong, I'll see you later!"

With that said, Zhao Liuqing led the crowd towards the imperial city, while he followed Jiang Zhishan towards home.

The chirping voices of several children along the way made Jiang Ling feel at home again. Although these children had undergone earth-shaking changes, Jiang Ling's appearance still revealed their most primitive nature.

Especially Jiang Wenxi, like a twist candy, hung on Jiang Ling's body tightly and refused to let go no matter what.

A group of people returned to Jiang Zhishan's house talking and laughing.

Ma Shi and Jiang Zhitang had already returned to Jiangjia Village three months ago, during which time they almost cost their lives to give birth to a baby boy.

Probably Shengjing's feng shui support people, Mrs. Jiang is much more capable in Shengjing this year than she was in Jiangjia Village.

A large family came in from outside the door talking and laughing. Mrs. Jiang glanced at Jiang Ling and said lightly, "You're back?"

Although Jiang Ling didn't want to start a conversation, she still nodded, "Well, I'm back, I guess I have to go to the imperial city soon! Mom, I'll go get ready first!"

As he spoke, he led a large group of people back to his bedroom.

Jiang Ling was very grateful to see the bedroom that had already been furnished, and quickly took out gifts from the box and handed them over one by one.

Everyone was very happy after seeing the presents. Before the group could say a few words, Jiang Ling heard someone outside the door shouting, "Zhao Liuqing, Mr. Zhao is here!"

Jiang Zhishan hurried to the door to open it, and Jiang Ling also got up and walked out.

"Master Zhao!" Jiang Zhishan and Jiang Ling saluted together.

Zhao Liuqing walked to Jiang Ling's side and said, "Let's go, Congratulations, Your Majesty's invitation!"

Jiang Ling nodded and followed Zhao Liuqing out of the door.

On the carriage, Zhao Liuqing couldn't suppress his excitement and kept talking to Jiang Ling, saying that the Holy Majesty was very happy after seeing these gifts, and that the Holy Majesty was very satisfied with Jiang Ling and so on.

Jiang Ling didn't feel happy after hearing this, but began to worry. She hoped that this man who was above ten thousand people in Dahua Dynasty would not be so narrow-minded.

The speed of the carriage was very fast, and within a short time, it had arrived at the gate of the imperial city.

Get off the car, go to the imperial study room, a process is completed in one go.

The Holy Majesty seemed to have been waiting in the imperial study for a long time. After Jiang Ling and Zhao Liuqing saluted, they slowly stood up from the ground.

"Zhao Aiqing, these days are exhausting, go back and rest first, I will have a good chat with An Gong!" The majestic voice of the Holy Majesty came to Jiang Ling's ears. For Jiang Ling, her heart was already alarmed at this moment. Great bell.

After hearing this, Zhao Liuqing nodded and left the imperial study room.

The Holy Majesty's eyes fell on Jiang Ling, and Jiang Ling only felt that he was carrying a mountain on his back.

She lowered her head, looked at her toes, and began to frantically think about countermeasures in her mind.

"I ask you..." Before the Holy Majesty finished speaking, Jiang Ling knelt on the ground with a plop, trembling slightly.

"Get up and answer!" The Holy Majesty was a little strange to Jiang Ling's sudden behavior, and his tone also had a hint of doubt.

"Yes!" Jiang Ling trembled and stood up again, the pain from his knees made Jiang Ling almost unable to control his facial expressions.

"Is the trip to Persia going well this time?" asked the Holy Majesty.

Jiang Ling's mind was running fast again. She didn't know what Zhao Liuqing said to the emperor, but she knew that facing the smartest man in Dahua Dynasty, she would only die if she lied.

"Well, everything is going well. The King of Persia didn't make things difficult for Mr. Zhao and me because of the translation problem!" Jiang Ling replied.

"Hmm..." The Holy One hummed lightly.

At this time, the imperial study room fell into silence again. This silence almost drove Jiang Ling crazy. She clenched her hands into fists, sweating profusely. At this moment, she was like a hunter's prey.

"Well, I heard from Zhao Liuqing that the King of Persia seems to have a good impression of you?" Just when Jiang Ling could hardly hold on anymore, the Holy Majesty finally spoke again.

Jiang Ling didn't know whether Zhao Liuqing told the Holy Master about the temple or not, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "It's...not bad, it's just that I taught them how to use cotton!"

"Oh? Tell me in detail!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Liuqing probably didn't tell anything about the temple.

"Returning to the Holy One, after we arrived in Persia, we encountered a severe winter. At that time, many people in Persia were frozen because of the problem of keeping out the cold, and even some weak people were frozen to death on the street. The King of Persia was very surprised when he found the cotton padded clothes we were wearing. , After some inquiries, I found out that although they are rich in cotton, they don't know how to use it, and most of the cotton is basically wasted, so I dared to teach them the cotton craftsmanship!" Jiang Ling explained.

"Oh? You are kind! This kind of skill is unique to our Dahua Dynasty. Do you think it is appropriate to spread it like this?" The tone of the Holy Majesty was a bit sharp.

Jiang Ling was a little bald. If Jiang Ling hadn't discovered cotton by accident, it would take hundreds of years for cotton to be popularized even in the Dahua Dynasty. Thinking of this, Jiang Ling grinned and said boldly: "My lord, you He is the most wise emperor of the Dahua Dynasty, and the Persian Kingdom respects our Dahua Dynasty, and the spread of cotton-plucking technology will benefit our Dahua Dynasty without any harm!"

After listening to Jiang Ling's words, the Holy Majesty frowned and asked again: "What is Baili without harm?"

"My lord, you don't know something. After the memory of plucking cotton is taught, the people of Persia will not suffer from the cold, and they will naturally remember the goodness of our country. The king of Persia will naturally be more loyal to our country!" Jiang Ling explained.

"What? Then you think that my majestic Huachao will be afraid of a small Persian country?" His Majesty's tone suddenly turned cold.

Jiang Ling quickly knelt on the ground, the sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks, Jiang Ling lightly kowtowed and continued to explain: "The Holy Majesty calms down, the women don't mean that, the women just think that we are a big country, Naturally, I am not afraid of these dependent countries, but if there is real turmoil, it will be the people of Liming who will suffer, and you don’t want the people to live in poverty, do you, Your Majesty? You are a wise king, and the women of the people dare to guess, you must also hope that the people live in peace and happiness!”

Silence swept across the imperial study room again. Jiang Ling's clothes were almost covered in cold sweat, and her whole body began to tremble slightly. At this moment, it was as if an invisible big hand was strangling her neck, suffocating her.

But Jiang Ling could only kneel and hang his head, like a prey that had been aimed by a shotgun, quietly waiting for the final result.