At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

After saying goodbye to the superior Si Yuandao, he was led by the palace servants to the Queen's Li Zheng Hall.

Entering the main hall, the queen had already washed and dressed up, and was sitting in the dragon-patterned chair.

After saluting, he was immediately given a seat. Ji Pingjun explained in a warm voice:

"Today is September, there is a small court meeting, thank you both, please wait a moment."

These words were spoken to Meng Wanning. Xie Yuheng had been an official for more than two years, and the timing of the court meetings was very clear.

As soon as the queen finished speaking, the maids filed in and brought tea, fruit and snacks.

Meng Wanning saw among them her Hengheng's favorite lotus cake.

The sigh of relief in my heart can be regarded as a lot of relief.

The official conversation started, and after a brief exchange of pleasantries, Meng Wanning and Ji Pingjun became more and more animated.

After all, there is not much age difference between the two of them, and they are both well-informed.

Xie Yuheng was only responsible for drinking tea nearby. As a foreign minister, it was inconvenient for her to talk to the queen.

It wasn't until less than half an hour later that Chu Heng entered the hall.

Xie Yuheng and Meng Wanning stood up and were about to salute again.

"No need to be polite!"

Chu Heng waved his hand, and then took the queen's tea cup and poured a cup of tea into his throat that was about to smoke.

One cup after another, I drank all the tea in the teapot, as if I had died of thirst in my previous life.

Ji Pingjun covered his eyes with his hands because he had a headache. Someone really has no image at all...

"Chen Qiu has gone to do some business. Xu, the palace attendant on duty, is new. I asked for a drink of water several times, but I didn't even notice when I looked at her."

"Today we are all important ministers. If you just say that you want a drink of water."

"That young man in the palace must be fined by the ministers of the Ministry of Rites and the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

"You just have to be patient. There is water to drink when you come to the queen."

Chu Heng smiled, then gently put the tea cup that the palace maid filled with water into Lord Ji Ping's palm.

Xie Yuheng and Meng Wanning look at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses.

They should be on the roof, not inside the house!

Ji Pingjun secretly stepped on him and indicated with his eyes that there was more important business to do.

Chu Heng reluctantly sat down on the chair next to her and looked back at the history books to see which queen was jealous of others.

However, his queen puts the overall situation first! He was so tired.

Xie Yuheng lowered his eyes and recalled the plaque he saw when he entered the palace.

The Li Zheng Hall and the Li Zheng Hall really show the deep love between the emperor and the empress.

There is no small matter in the royal family. Harmony between the emperor and the queen can save many disputes and can also become a trend that the people aspire to.

Chu Heng regained his composure and asked aloud: "This sweater is soft and warm."

"I just don't know how long it will take to do this?"

This was not mentioned in Xie Yuheng's brochure, mainly because she did not ask her mother.

Besides, everything is clearly written, so where does today’s entry into the palace come from?

Chu Heng looked at Xie Yuheng, but asked Meng Wanning.

The main reason is...as the emperor, it is not appropriate for him to directly look at the mother of a minister.

"If one person weaves, it will take seven days to go up."

"If we divide the work and cooperate, three people can do it in one day. Although this method is fast, it has a drawback."

"Because individuals have different skills and techniques, the stitching of the knitted sweater may be uneven, which is unsightly."

Meng Wanning is very clear and explains all the pros and cons.

Do not take credit for innovations, nor deliberately conceal or exaggerate.

Ji Pingjun's eyes fell on the young man in Qilin Buzi's scarlet robe.

Come to think of it, if you can raise such an outstanding child, how can his mother be dull?

Chu Heng nodded, counting the days in his mind.

The fourteenth day of next month is the beginning of winter, and people in Beijing have time to knit one or two sweaters to keep out the cold before winter begins.

In the military, it seems we can only wait until next year, alas...

Xie Yuheng spoke up at the right time: "It takes a lot of time to knit this whole sweater."

"If it's hand clothing..."

Xie Yuheng looked at his mother, and Meng Wanning continued: "One person, two hours is enough."

Chu Heng stood up and looked at Xie Yuheng happily.

He just felt that this little guy was like a roundworm in his belly and could guess his thoughts!

Bingzhou is north of Shangjing, and the winter is much colder.

It would be easier for the soldiers if they had hand clothes.

"You can also knit shoes, socks, hats, collars, and even children's toys."

"It's just that my mother thought that if we could tell the world before winter comes, people would be able to put on warm clothes as soon as possible."

"Yizhou merchants can also take advantage of the winter snow to make another trip to the tribes in the Western Regions to purchase wool."

"I haven't knitted all the other things into patterns. In addition, there are many people with skillful hands. I think one day I will be able to use wool to make a flower."

Xie Yuheng had an innocent smile on his face, but Chu Heng felt like crying just looking at it.

If it were another family, who would hand it over to the court?

I wish I could hide it at home, buy wool secretly, and hire female workers to weave it.

When winter comes, open a shop and make a lot of money!

It’s just this little fool from the Xie family who thinks of him for all the good things he has.

White sugar is, sweet potato is, and now sweaters are too...

Chu Heng looked up at the roof and quickly rubbed his nose to push back the tears.

He is the emperor, an adult! How can you shed tears in front of your little minister!

Meng Wanning looked at her well-behaved daughter and was speechless for a moment.

How should I put it? In the past, she was always worried that her family, Heng Heng, would be bullied in the court.

Now it seems...this emperor is almost being deceived into a cripple by Heng Heng.

In the future, I still worry about Hengheng not bullying others too much...

Xie Yuheng blinked, she was not wrong, her mother originally thought so too.

She just processed the language a little bit.

Only sincerity is the last resort!

Yuzhaotang and Niangqin’s Xiutang are already very profitable.

Soap and exquisite embroidery are not necessities of life.

Xie family does not compete with the people for profit.

The few of them chatted about some details, and Chu Heng asked someone to call the Minister of the Ministry of Finance.

Hurry up and send more caravans to the Western Region to collect wool!

The queen followed Meng Wanning and began to learn to knit sweaters.

Oh, it’s not just the queen, other decorations in the palace are also there.

In Chu Heng’s words: “After all, we have been sent to the palace, so we can’t just keep him and eat free rice.”

Poor young ladies from aristocratic families have been raised by others since they were born.

I never thought that once I entered the palace wall, I would have to learn how to knit sweaters!

In a hall, a woman in colorful clothes raised her sleeves and swept the ball of wool to the floor.

She was born pretty and lovely, but unfortunately her face was ferocious. What was very pleasant has turned into very scary.

"You pretend to be virtuous and generous, but you haven't even seen the emperor get wet with rain and dew!"

"If you can't give birth to a child yourself, why don't you let others have one!"

The woman raised her hand, grabbed the fine Yuzhou tea cup, and smashed it to the ground.

After smashing several in a row, I felt that the depression in my heart had dissipated a lot.

Thinking again of the miracle medicine from Tianzhu brought to her home, the woman curled her lips and raised her hand to call the maid.

"Go and find out when our queen comes to Kuishui every month."

Xie Yuheng didn't know when the queen would come to Kuishui, but she was still menstruating.