Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

Zhou Rongrong didn't notice anything and just kept talking to herself.

"It's okay, it's okay, just come whenever you want. It just so happens that you can support me with your identity. We are friends. Besides, you are farming, fishing, and you can help me look after the workshop. You are super useful, you are simply my best helper, very good. If you have nothing to do, come and help me."

The tone was no different from the one he used to coax Sibao. He was also coaxing Xie Wuyou as if he were a child, so the tone was as gentle as it could be.

If he had known that he would receive such treatment, Xie Wuyou would have said those words a long time ago. Zhou Rongrong is the typical person who responds to soft words but not hard ones.

Xie Wuyou suppressed his ecstasy, his head still drooped, looking very sad, just like a lost puppy.

Zhou Rongrong's maternal love burst out. Even though this man was the invincible King Xiaoyao of the Great Zhou Dynasty, to Zhou Rongrong, she felt that this good-looking man was about to break into pieces.

She ruffled his hair, her eyes filled with the doting and tenderness she usually showed when talking to children.

"It's nothing. Haven't you grown into a gentle person now?"

If the court officials who had been confronted and beaten by Xie Wuyou knew what Zhou Rongrong said, they would definitely think that this person was crazy.

Xie Wuyou also knew Zhou Rongrong's temper. He would only dote on her two or three times. If she spoiled him more than that, he would get impatient and roll his eyes and lose his temper, saying, "I love you so much."

He went downstairs using the stairs and said seriously, "Okay, don't worry, I won't force you to do anything."

And in the capital.

Xie Anming calculated that Xie Wuyou would be back in a month. He was really exhausted in the past few months. Usually when Xie Wuyou was around, the ones who were criticized and scolded by the censors were all Xie Wuyou.

Xie Wuyou didn't care either. As long as it wasn't something fabricated, he would just pretend he didn't hear anything and wouldn't listen to it.

Now that Xie Wuyou was gone, the censors' eyes were on him. Even if he ate a few more chopsticks of his favorite dishes, he would be accused of disrespecting the ancestral system. What if he accidentally yawned in the court?

Even the emperor can scold you so harshly that you can't even utter a word.

If Xie Anming was not a wise ruler, he would have chopped off their heads. This is mental torture. Now Xie Anming is afraid to go to court.

This is one of the items. The most important thing is that Xie Wuyou had to do all the things he had on hand, such as there was a group fight in the military camp, the food in the military camp was not good, and the military camp needed weapons.

It was a troublesome matter that was simply terrifying. Normally, Xie Wuyou didn't have to worry about such things. But now there was a new leader, and he was the emperor. So several generals discussed it together, and for fear of making mistakes, they submitted reports on everything and let Xie Anming make the decision.

Xie Anming was furious, but it was of no use.

"Xiao Li, you really don't know where Wuyou went?"

The "Little Li" that Xie Anming mentioned is Li Jing, the son of Boss Li. Although he was a proud and arrogant young boy, he was still very polite and respectful when speaking to Xie Anming.

"Your Majesty, I really don't know. Besides, Your Majesty doesn't know where King Xiaoyao is, so how can I know?"

In fact, as Xie Wuyou's confidant, Li Jing had some guesses about Xie Wuyou's whereabouts through the letters from Boss Li. Just as the prince disappeared, Jiang Huaizhi, who had disappeared for several years, came.

How could it not arouse suspicion? But he didn't dare to investigate. Firstly, his father looked gentle but actually had a bad temper. He praised Zhou Rongrong very much. If he investigated Zhou Rongrong, he would never be able to get away with it in front of his father.

Secondly, not only is Zhou Rongrong's rice being watched by everyone in the court and the country, but at least the Yang family is keeping a close eye on it. If anyone makes any unusual moves, not only His Majesty, but also the Yang family will not be easily offended.

Third, if you go to investigate the prince, are you courting death? The prince finally rested, and you still go to investigate him?

So what? If the prince's whereabouts are known to others, and something happens, do you want to die or not?

Even if you have some suspicion that Jiang Huaizhi might be the prince, you dare not investigate.

The main reason he went to the palace this time was because he received a letter from his father, asking him to send bamboo paper to the emperor. As a person from a small town, he naturally knew how difficult and expensive it was to study. Many of his classmates were very talented.

But because paper, ink, brushes and inkstones are so expensive, many families cannot afford them.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember Zhou Rongrong from Dashan Village?"

"I remember, how could I not remember?"

Xie Anming thought this matter was fake at the time. If he didn't know Yang Tian, ​​he would definitely not deceive the emperor. He thought this matter was quite shocking. He had been an emperor for so many years, but he had never seen such a high yield of rice.

His hands were shaking with excitement. The wish of every wise ruler is that people all over the world should not go hungry. Although Xie Anming abolished many unnecessary taxes, every time there was a natural disaster or man-made disaster, large numbers of people starved to death.

With this kind of rice, one acre of rice can provide a year's worth of food for a family of three, and they can all have their fill.

At that time, they thought of buying it directly at a high price, but Yang Tian repeatedly stated in his memorial that he was afraid that the rice seeds would not be able to adapt to other places, so they should be planted in the mountain villages first.

Xie Anming agreed because he trusted the Yang family and Yang Tian. Fortunately, the Yang family kept a close eye on the matter and nothing went wrong.

Xie Anming was very impressed with Zhou Rongrong, so he asked.

Li Jing said: "Your Majesty, Madam Zhou is really a genius. Look at this paper. It was developed by Madam Zhou. It is made of bamboo. Bamboo grows fast. Not to mention the mountains in Dashan Village, there are a lot of them. Even in the imperial palace and the suburbs of Beijing, there are a lot of them. Paper made of bamboo is half the price and the quality is very good."

Normally, Li Jing is reluctant to say a single word to you. His wife said that people in the Dali Temple must remain mysterious, and the most important thing to remain mysterious is not to talk too much.

Otherwise, a kid raised by Boss Li would never seem to be a taciturn person. He was really excited today. Not only him, but Xie Anming was also very excited. His breathing became rapid, and he took the bamboo paper with both hands eagerly and carefully.

When you touch the paper, you will feel it is smooth and delicate. When you put it to your nose, you can smell the fragrance of bamboo. When you dip a brush in it and write on it, it is also very smooth and will not seep through the ink.

The paper used by Xie Anming was worth a fortune, but compared with the bamboo paper he was using now, it didn't seem so valuable.

“Is this really made of bamboo?”

Li Jing said, "Of course, my father must have ordered quite a lot. Madam Zhou set the selling price for a piece of paper at 70 wen per piece. If you go to her for wholesale, it's 40 wen per piece. If the academy orders directly from Madam Zhou, it's 60 wen per piece. This price is fixed by Madam Zhou. If someone sells it for more than 70 wen, not only will the business and Madam Zhou be banned, but there will also be a high compensation and possible jail time."