Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

"Really?" Rouze held Yunjin's hand tightly as if she were grabbing a life-saving straw.

Seeing that the situation was taking a turn for the better, Yun Jin quickly took the opportunity to try her best to persuade her, and managed to get her to give up her desperate mentality.

Later, after treatment by the imperial physician, it was determined that Rouze's lifespan could indeed be extended. Of course, there was a big prerequisite, which was that he must not get angry!

Rouze inevitably had some hope, but others were not optimistic that she could recover. The reason was simply that it was hard to change one's nature!

Sure enough, just after September, I heard that she and Nian Shilan had a quarrel again.

However, this time it was said that being gentle would lead to success, and Nian Shilan did not try to gain the upper hand with words, but rather gave in a little in his attitude.

As for how Nian Shilan made the decision to give in due to her frustration? There is no need to elaborate. It was just that she had learned a lesson before, and she didn't want to repeat the same mistake!

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From August to September, the mansion was in chaos for two months. Yinzhen was quite troubled and just ordered people to prevent the news from spreading.

On the contrary, Honghui seemed to be gloating. It was because Ulanara Rouze and Nian Shilan had both severely offended his mother. As a son, how could he be so tolerant and generous as to not care about it?

Now one of them is dying, and the other one is suffering from humiliation, and now everything should be made clear!

"Mother, don't worry about them, and don't get close to them, lest you get entangled again. Father is here for you!"

Furthermore, he had an unspeakable thought: his legitimate mother might harm the fetus in Aunt Nian's belly, or she might not, so it was better not to get involved.

As for the fetus still in the womb, how could anything really happen to it with sticky sticks all over the backyard?

Honghui's eyes only stayed on the backyard of the mansion for a moment, and then he concentrated on the important matter of making woolen clothes.

"Big Brother, the yarn we made this time is quite tough. I have to use a lot of strength to twist it apart."

"Really? Bring it here and let me see it." Honghui took the wool with great surprise. He used a little strength to make it. Well, it was much better than last time. At least it would not be easily damaged after being made into clothes.

It’s been two years, and we finally have this much progress. It’s really not easy!

Don’t say that it took a long time, because this time the woolen clothing was made completely from scratch. How could it be replicated just by looking at the so-called "wool sweater"?

——He can tell that the “wool sweater” is made of wool yarn, which shows that he has good eyesight!

"Take it down and make it into woolen clothes for the embroiderer!"

Perhaps he had thought of something, so he took back the action of handing over the wool and ordered, "Wait, the ones you used last time were neither close-fitting nor warm, and the process was complicated. You don't have to do it the same way this time! Pass on my order, if anyone develops a better and lighter method, I will reward him handsomely. The one with the most merit will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver, and the one with the least merit will be rewarded with between five and twenty taels!"

As the saying goes, a big reward always brings out brave men. All the embroiderers immediately gathered their energy, put in all their efforts, and racked their brains to think of new methods.

Then one after another failed. The woolen clothes looked good, but there was no progress in the lightweight method.

It was not until early October that an apprentice accidentally saw his grandfather weaving a wicker basket. Somehow he came up with an idea, so he secretly got some thin wooden sticks to stir the wool thread, and finally weaved a square piece of woolen cloth.

The apprentice was directly rewarded with fifty taels of silver and was transformed into a formal embroiderer on the spot. Afterwards, all the embroiderers delved into this direction in depth.

Perhaps because there were more people and more wisdom, the wool clothing project soon had good results!

On the eighth day of the eleventh month, which was an evening after a snowfall, Honghui had just returned to the mansion when he heard from the servants that the sweater was ready.

"Bring it here and let me see it!" Before he finished speaking, a snow-white woolen dress appeared before his eyes.

It looks very similar, and it’s 50% similar to the “wool sweater” of later generations!

After trying it out, he found it was close fitting, warm, and not prickly at all. He then put his nose close to it and smelled it. Hmm, it didn't have any mutton smell, but it did have some jasmine scent. Had it been washed with soap?

After a while, Honghui put on the woolen sweater inside, took two clean ones and went to the study, and reported the good news to his father.

"Father, look, my son is only wearing a close-fitting piece of clothing inside, plus a woolen coat, and a cotton robe outside. But if you touch my son's back, is he a little sweaty?" He put on the woolen coat after taking a bath.

"How can you joke about your body in this cold winter? What use can these two or three pieces of clothing be?... Ah, it turns out you are really sweating!" Yinzhen took his right hand away from his eldest son's back, tentatively touched his chest, and found that it was indeed a little sticky.

"The cotton robe my son is wearing is a bit thick, and this woolen sweater is actually a cashmere sweater, so he started sweating after wearing it for less than a quarter of an hour. Now he even has heat on his forehead."

Yinzhen looked at his eldest son's woolen sweater with amazement and sigh: "What you said before turned out to be true. I thought it was a fairy tale! I didn't expect that this unwanted wool would have such a miraculous effect. God bless our Qing Dynasty!"

With woolen clothes, Mongolians will have nothing to worry about!

Honghui nodded: "Father, try changing it soon to see if it fits. The other one is for the Royal Father."

Then, Yinzhen personally experienced the benefits of woolen sweaters: they were cheap, warm, and easy to make, which immediately overshadowed cotton, which was, after all, much more expensive.

"Good, really good. I don't know how you came up with the idea of ​​linking wool with warmth?" Yinzhen muttered to himself, not expecting his eldest son to answer his question.

"..."Honghui did not reply!

"Well, bring this sweater to the emperor tomorrow morning. Fangzi..."

Before he finished speaking, Honghui handed the recipe to him, "This is the recipe, written by my son himself. It includes everything from washing to threading to finished clothing. You can take it all."

It's too fast. The eldest son's character is just the same as when he was a child. He's still so stupid!

Yes, it was stupid! He handed over all the results of his hard work without blinking an eye. He was not greedy for fame and fortune, but just wanted to please his elders.

As one of the people who was being pampered, Yinzhen took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly, "You, what can I tell my father to say about you? That's the result of your hard work for more than two years, why would you just hand it over so easily?"