Xiao Chong: The Abandoned Concubine Shocks the World

Chapter 154 Who Will Be The Queen?
In a blink of an eye, it was midsummer again.

The dining room presents a bowl of refreshing ice bowls. In a delicate azure bowl, there are fresh slices of lotus root, fresh lotus seeds, fresh water chestnut meat, fresh walnut meat that has been peeled off, fresh sweet almonds, etc., which are crisp and tender. Snow white, with white soft sugar and a piece of ice.Take a spoonful, it is fragrant, crisp and cool.

Such a refreshing and sweet treat to cool off the summer heat, but He Zhenghan only took a spoonful and put it down.

"Your Majesty, but the servants did not do well?"

The servant knelt down in fear. The ice bowl was made according to His Majesty's instructions. Why is His Majesty looking so ugly?

"It has nothing to do with you, there is a reward in the dining room, go down."

The waiter was very anxious, since the taste was fine, he even rewarded the dining room, but His Majesty didn't move again, his face was not good-looking, is he satisfied or dissatisfied?
He Zhenghan looked at this bowl of ice in a daze. He was not a person who was greedy for appetite. She always liked to eat such delicious and tender food to cool off the heat.

"A Tong." He Zhenghan held the light blue spoon, his eyes were sad, today was her birthday, and he recalled the days when he and her were in the summer resort in midsummer that year. This ice bowl.

After just one bite, he knew that what he missed was not the ice bowl, but the person who accompanied him to eat the ice bowl.

"Tianshu, come in."

The sadness in his eyes turned into sharpness in an instant, he searched all over the world these days, but there was no news, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"I see you, Your Majesty."

Tianshu knelt down, quietly waiting for orders.

"According to the plan."

"I obey the order." Tianshu knew that His Majesty had made up his mind.

The autumn wind blows, and the melons and fruits are ripe.

On Donghuan Island, there was laughter and laughter.

"Master Yao, in a few days, the warehouse will be full of cloth."

Yao Tong was dressed neatly in a bunt, with a cloth scarf wrapped around her head, and her wrists and ankles were tightly wrapped. Along the way, someone greeted her, and she smiled and nodded in response.

The women of Donghuan Island are very capable, and with the guidance of the weaver lady brought by Yang Muqing from Yazhou, this autumn, the cotton harvests in Jizhou, Xuzhou and other places have been bumper, and Donghuan Island uses nearly twice as much cotton as other merchants. The price was purchased at a high price, and they were shipped to the island one by one.

When the government of the two places finally realized that merchants were not allowed to purchase cotton from the people, Donghuan Island had already purchased nearly 20 tons of cotton.

Yao Tong did the math, and the cotton production in the two places was 50 tons, and Donghuan Island bought nearly half of it.

Some of these cottons are hoarded for the coming year.

The rest were all spun and made into cotton coats and quilts.

The quantity of these cottons is extremely large. Fortunately, Yao Tong was prepared early in the morning. According to the guidance of Yazhou Zhiniang, he made a large number of convenient tools from the cotton gin for removing cotton seeds, to spinning wheels, looms and other tools. .

The women who worked in the workshop were also divided into groups, and the workers were divided into groups.

Women these days are all skillful, they can spin cotton, weave cloth, make clothes, etc., all of which can be done.

At home on weekdays, everyone does a complete set. However, in this way, more time is used. What Donghuan Island lacks now is time.

Yao Tong gathered these thousands of women, first made preliminary statistics, what each person is best at, and the fastest way to do it, and then divided them into different groups. Those with clumsy hands and feet but strong strength formed the seed removal group. Some big ones form the flower spinning group, and the clever and dexterous ones weave cloth at a younger age, and so on.

In this way, the efficiency was greatly increased, and the warehouse was soon full of woven cloth.

The cotton cloth in this warehouse made Yao Tong feel a little bit more settled.

After more than a month, the weather will turn cold. These days, except for the rich and the rich who can afford silk brocades, the common people rely on cotton to keep warm and cold.

That is to say, the government in Jizhou and Xuzhou had no experience this year, and they didn't react until the cotton in the two places was almost bought by major commercial firms.

Of course, such a large-scale purchase of Donghuan Island has never happened before, and the governments of the two places did not expect it either.

The winter in the North is extremely cold, and every winter is a test of life and death for the common people. If it were in previous years, the feudal towns everywhere would not care how many people died of freezing.

But now the one sitting on the throne is He Zhenghan.

Yao Tong heaved a sigh of relief. For some reason, these days, she would dream from time to time. In her dreams, there was a vast expanse of white snow, with blood winding on the white snow, dazzlingly red.

Every time she woke up, she would break out in a cold sweat, and her mind would be in a trance, unable to recover for a long time.

"He Zhenghan"

Just thinking of this person, the fear in the dream came to my heart again, but I was soberly aware that it was not a dream, but she really saw him, bleeding so much that the snow was stained red.

Yao Tong was stunned for a moment.

"Master Yao, what's the matter with you?"

With a crisp voice, Yao Tong came back to his senses in a daze, "Little fish."

"Master, what's the matter?" Xiaoyu asked again worriedly.

"It's okay." Yao Tong smiled.

"But master, your brows are tightly frowned, and your eyes... I can't describe them, but I feel uncomfortable seeing them."

Yao Tong blinked, stretched out his hand to brush his brows, and they frowned, she didn't even notice it.

"Master, are you thinking of someone?"

The smile on Yao Tong's face froze, "Why do you say that?"

"My mother would do the same when she misses my father, but my father left early."

Xiaoyu became a little depressed. Fortunately, she was a carefree child, so she didn't notice that Yao Tong's face changed a little, "Master, don't be sad, you have a master and us."

"I'm fine." Yao Tong fixed his eyes on the bouquet in Xiaoyu's hand, "The flowers are so beautiful, who sent them?"

Xiaoyu blushed, and didn't dare to look at Yao Tong's teasing eyes, and ran away holding the flowers, "Master, I'm going to help with work."

As soon as Xiaoyu left, the smile on Yao Tong's face disappeared instantly. She patted her forehead and tried her best to drive that person and that bloodstain away from her mind, "The scourge has been around for thousands of years, how could he have something to do? Even if he has nothing to do with you Yes. Yao Tong, don't forget how he treated you!"

The first winter snow fell, and the cotton and cloth of the northern states rose sharply.

"Ah Qing, don't worry, no one will recognize me dressed like this."

Yao Tong pretended to be a middle-aged woman, with a bloated figure and a sallow complexion, even Yang Muqing couldn't see any flaws.

There is no shortage of warriors wielding knives and guns in Donghuan Island, but there are few people who can read and write, and even fewer people who can keep accounts.Of these few people, Yang Muqing had to take a few away, leaving even fewer.

This time, Yao Tong was the only person who could take charge of the accounts for the large-scale shipment.

"How about I leave Uncle Cai behind and let him take care of him."

Yao Tong shook his head in disapproval, "Ah Qing, you are going to take the caravan out to sea. Uncle Cai can not only close the account, but also his ability to watch the wind and water is very good. He has to follow him every time he goes to sea. How can you not take the caravan this time?" Him? Besides, I didn't show up for this shipment, I just sat in the back and took care of the ledger, and nothing will happen."

Yang Muqing thought about it, but there was no one who could replace her, so she had to ask Feng Wu and others again and again before agreeing.

On this day, Yao Tong brought people from Donghuan Island into the Pengcheng mansion, and in the name of Zhou's firm, he suppressed his gangster spirit and started selling cotton cloth, cotton and other things in a low-key manner.

This year's winter is still extremely cold, and the cotton produced in Pengcheng Mansion is almost sold out in autumn. There is an exceptional shortage in the city, and there are also many merchants coming from all over the place. The people of Zhou's Commercial Bank are not noticeable.

After a few days like this, the tense nerves of Feng Wu and the others relaxed a bit, and their lively temperament could no longer be suppressed.

After a few more days, the batch of goods brought in was about to be sold out, Feng Wu finally couldn't help his brothers' obsession, and agreed to let them play in Wasili.

I also feel sorry for Yao Tong who has been bored in the house for so many days, insisting on dragging her to play in the tile shop, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Yao Tong couldn't bear to dampen their interest, and was really bored, so he carefully modified the makeup of the middle-aged woman, and went to Wasi with Feng Wu and others.

She was not interested in those noisy things, so she went into a teahouse, ordered a pot of tea and a few plates of dried fruit, and leisurely listened to the storyteller's story on stage.

"Let's talk about our Long Live Lord" the storyteller finished the last story, and suddenly talked about the current emperor, Yao Tong got a sip of tea stuck in his throat.

Yao Tong was dumbfounded by the storyteller's series of praise words, but unexpectedly, the crowd in the audience were passionate, shouting and shouting, and the sound of long live was endless.

Unexpectedly, He Zhenghan had such a great reputation among the people, Yao Tong unconsciously fell into his own thoughts, and didn't listen to a single word of what the storyteller said.

Until the gavel sounded crisply, the storyteller said in an excited and high-pitched voice: "Long live God, with a dragon and a phoenix, and a hero like no other. Her Royal Highness Princess Ning, with golden branches, jade leaves, beautiful face and moony appearance, is exactly the auspiciousness of the dragon and the phoenix. The whole world is overjoyed."

Yao Tong woke up for a moment and could hear these words clearly.

"What nonsense, let's go!"

Yao Tong clasped Feng Wu's hand, "What did he say?"

Feng Wu tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, "It's nonsense, let's not listen to him."

Yao Tong remained motionless, "Isn't she dead?"

Feng Wu touched her eyes, touched her ice-cold fingertips, his scalp tingled, and the cheers of "Great joy, great joy" sounded beside his ears.

"It's dead."

She said that with no confidence at all.

How could a dead person be about to become the queen of the Great Xia Dynasty?
"The harmony of the dragon and the phoenix, a match made in heaven." Yao Tong coughed suddenly, and blossoming red plums bloomed from the sky-blue handkerchief.

Great grief and fury, so that he vomited blood.

Feng Wu was shocked, fearing that something might happen to her, he didn't care about attracting attention, and knocked Yao Tong unconscious with a knife in his hand.

(End of this chapter)