Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

The fourth prince Xiao Hua is only sixteen this year. If it were an ordinary day, the emperor would be more tolerant of him.

But recently he always felt that his health was getting worse and worse, and he was eager for his sons to become successful as soon as possible.

Disliking his biological mother is one thing, but seeing that the Fourth Prince is still so childish, the Emperor really feels a little disappointed in him.

The emperor is also a father, how could he not want his sons to excel? It would be best if each of them had their own abilities and strengths, otherwise why would he have so many sons?

"Sericulture was promoted in Zhejiang Province more than ten years ago. The climate and environment in the Jiangnan region are suitable for the growth of mulberry trees, providing abundant feed resources for silkworm breeding." Xiao Chenyi explained calmly on the side.

He has no feelings towards this fourth brother, so of course he won't have any personal bias and will only discuss the matter based on facts.

But Xiao Hua doesn't think so.

Ever since Feng Jiaojiao entered the palace, his mother's eyes had been red from crying every day. She kept muttering in his ear that Feng Jiaojiao was a member of Yun Xi's family after all, and it was very likely that the position of crown prince would fall to Xiao Chenyi in the end.

Of course, he didn't care who became the crown prince, because he also cared about the throne. All he wanted was to have money to spend and time to play.

But my mother said that anyone could be the crown prince except Xiao Chenyi.

When asked the specific reason, she didn't tell him, but just said that the time was not right.

Xiao Hua always obeyed his mother's words.

Since the mother said no, then Xiao Chenyi cannot be given the opportunity to succeed.

"Prince Chen, you grew up among beggars, how could you understand these things!" Xiao Hua snorted with disdain.

"Don't think that just because you have done a great job in Shu and have the approval of the emperor, you can say whatever you want."

Xiao Hua didn't believe that he had made a mistake.

He was convinced that Xiao Chenyi was just making it up.

Xiao Chenyi glanced at him calmly and continued, "Words are not enough, so how about you and I write down the general process of raising silkworms and spinning and weaving silk?"

Of course he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, but didn’t he have Yun Xi?

Yun Xi often asked him to recite some peculiar production methods, saying that they had been popularized for a long time, and asked him to acquire more knowledge in case of emergency.

Sure enough, it was used!

At this moment, Xiao Chenyi admired Yun Xi even more. She was very far-sighted!

"Humph! Write it then!" Xiao Hua said without hesitation, "But I want to make a bet with you. What if you made it up?"

"Father, you can ask the people from the Manufacturing Bureau to be witnesses." Xiao Chenyi replied calmly, "We can make a bet, but what about the loser?"

"Ha, I won't lose!" Xiao Hua raised his head and said, "Just promise me that if you lose, you will stay away from the capital and never set foot in the palace again."

"Fourth brother!" The emperor frowned and scolded.

He couldn't help feeling a little unhappy: It's fine if the Fourth Brother wants to fight for the throne himself, but why should he arrange Xiao Chenyi's destination on his behalf?

Was it his mother's instigation?

Haha, that woman also said that neither she nor her son were interested in imperial power, but it turned out that was all false!

"No problem!" Xiao Chenyi raised his lips and stared at Xiao Hua jokingly, "Are you willing to take the same bet?"

"Just tell me whether you agree or not! Why involve me?" Xiao Hua said domineeringly.

Xiao Chenyi didn't give him face, staring at him solemnly and said:

"Since it's a bet, the stakes must be equal. You said that if I lose, I will stay away from the capital and never set foot in the capital again. What about you? What if you lose? If I remember correctly, you have no place to stay except the capital, except your mother's family.

By the way, they are in Guangcheng. If you lose, you will live in Guangcheng from now on and never come to Beijing, is that ok?"

"Sure, sure!" Xiao Hua agreed without even hearing clearly.

He wanted to drive Xiao Chenyi away quickly.

Now that Xiao Chenyi is gone, my mother feels relieved.

"Your Majesty, for the sake of fairness and justice, I ask that you write down the bet proposed by my fourth brother and sign it to show our prudence. We also want the world to see that as your prince, I always keep my word."

The emperor was troubled by his sons' quarrel and waved his hand to the eunuch: "Do as he says."

It would be best if the two of them could end up in a tie. He didn't want to drive any of his sons out of the capital.

The eunuch nodded and said yes, then turned around and quickly presented the writing brush and ink.

Without waiting for Xiao Hua to take action, Xiao Chenyi took the paper and pen and quickly wrote the bet.

in triplicate.

One for him, one for Xiao Hua, and one for the emperor.

After writing, he signed his name below and handed it to Xiao Hua: "Take a look. If there is no problem, sign it. And put your fingerprint."

Xiao Hua pursed his lips in disdain: "You are just a beggar, but you think you are a university scholar, and you are so pretentious. There must be a lot of typos, let me see how I can catch your clumsiness!"

Holding the paper, he was stunned when he saw it: No way? This beggar prince has such good handwriting?

Judging from the calligraphy, he must have practiced calligraphy for at least ten years, right? When he was a beggar, he was also practicing calligraphy? How did he practice? Did he practice with a wooden stick on the ground?

The point is, why is this guy's handwriting better than mine? I started learning calligraphy from a great scholar when I was three years old...

Xiao Hua was a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment after picking up the pen, and then signed his name very seriously.

After looking at it over and over again, I was not satisfied. For the first time, I regretted not practicing calligraphy seriously before.

For the next one, I changed my posture and wrote seriously again.

I still feel like it's not as good as Xiao Chenyi's.

For the third one, he raised his shoulders, took out the most serious attitude in his life, and wrote it down stroke by stroke.

No, it looks even uglier now.

Oh, never mind. Forget it!

He blew the ink dry with a frustrated look on his face, and then covered it with his fingerprints. He chose his thumb, which could cover more!

Looking at it this way, it seems that the difference between the two people's handwriting is not particularly large! Well, he is so smart!

Xiao Hua was so happy that he stamped his fingerprints on the other two pieces of paper.

After Xiao Chenyi finished, he added his fingerprints and handed a copy to the emperor: "Father, please take a look."

The emperor took a quick look and waved his hand in frustration: "Leave it there!"

Foolish Xiao Si! You've been fooled!

It was obvious that this bet was well prepared, well-organized, and meaningful, and it also avoided all possible errors.

The emperor looked at Xiao Chenyi and felt even more sorry. How great it would have been if he hadn't been taken away by mistake when he was a child!

Soon, the people from the Manufacturing Bureau were called over by the eunuch.

When he heard that he was testifying about the mulberry silk, he immediately became excited. Did the emperor finally take it seriously?

He had always advocated sericulture and weaving, but unfortunately the emperor and the court did not attach importance to it and it was always carried out on a small scale, which resulted in silk being sold at a very high price.

Silk is so popular.

Of course, silkworm farmers earn very little money, as all the money is taken away by the middlemen.