The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 466 The True Sister’s Idea (1)
"You are all craftsmen who have been craftsmen for several generations, have you ever heard of the words of Jinmai?" Zhao She asked back and forth, but in fact, he still wanted to find out whether it is possible to talk about Yanmai.

Some ores may not have a vein, or there is only one place without extension.From Zhao She's point of view, water has veins, and gold also has veins, so the rock salt that Sister Zhen said should also have veins.

There have been many wars fought over salt and wars fought over water, both at home and abroad.Grains and grains are important, as are salt, sugar, herbs, cloth, cotton and linen.

The craftsmen didn't understand Zhao She's meaning, but they said something else: "My lord, in the desert, there are golden sand veins."

Zhao She was very excited. He has read a lot of books, and he also knows that there is a saying about alluvial gold.However, Zhao She had never thought about panning for gold in the desert where he belonged.

If the saline-alkali land can be cured, more and more people will live and reproduce under the rule. Zhao She is completely confident that his wealth can increase.

Now that he hastily heard such news, King Anping was overjoyed.The craftsmen knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up, they did not see the flash of joy on the prince's face.Zhao She calmed down the joy in his heart, and asked slowly and indifferently: "Does anyone know about Sha Jinmai?"

The artisans glanced at each of them, and hesitantly said: "The Shajin vein was passed down from my grandfather's generation. It is said that not far from the Shajin vein, there is a lake that is quite bitter."

It really didn't take much effort, Zhao She smiled: "Do you know where it is?" The words passed down from the grandfather's generation, the craftsmen have no way to deliberate.As for this, Zhao She liked it very much, and felt that they verified the words in the book, and also verified the little idea in this clever little head of Zhenjieer, and it was correct.

After asking the craftsmen to go out, Zhao She went to the map and looked carefully. Beyond his defense line, there were prairie and desert.The grassland is rich in material products, but not all are in Zhao She's own hands.

The people who own this grassland include Zhao She, King Shang and King Baishi.This is the nearest neighbor, and a fast horse can run for more than ten days.There are many tribes on the grassland, the largest and connected ones are Gemutun and Zhanggu.

Zhang Gu is ambitious, so far, Zhao She has not tried his best to support him, but only has support.

Zhao She's face turned cold because of people's misfortunes due to wealth. They all said that Ge Mudun had a lot of money. According to Zhang Gu's recent letter, since this man married Huoshan King's Princess Changping, he has become more and more unrestrained.

In the study, Zhao She was deep in thought...

In the blink of an eye, it is autumn, the sky is high and blue, it is a real blue sky.There is no cloud in the sky for thousands of miles, only the red leaf forest under the sky reflects bright red.

On the winding path under the bright red, the red note led a woman with her head down, walking towards the princess' room.The woman had lowered her head and was unwilling to lift up from the moment she entered the door. She saw that the winding path under her feet was covered with blue tiles, and the begonia patterns were filled with beautiful and elegant white pebbles.

This elegance made her raise her head, lingering on the surrounding scenery with fascination.The red leaves are like weaving, the clear water is like dyeing, and on the small white stone bridge piers, the most subtle patterns are faintly shining.

The palace is really different from other places.Mrs. Quan's heart ached, this exquisiteness touched her previous heartstrings.

Come to a turquoise courtyard covered with vines and red flowers. There are ponds in the shape of peonies, ponds in the shape of chrysanthemums, red leaves, and magnolias. In the air, some faintly steamed.

This is a hot spring pool, or there is a hot spring pool here.The owner is generous, allowing the hot spring to flow out in the cold autumn to fill the yard with moisture.

Madam Quan, who grew up in Beijing, still thinks that she has seen things and seen the world.There was a bit of bitterness in her heart, even the world of hard labor, and she had seen it through the power of her "good husband".In the courtyard where Shen Wangfei lived, she deeply felt the majesty of the palace and the luxury of the royal family.

I use hot spring water to irrigate myself in the small courtyard. In winter, the courtyard is warm without having to burn too much coal.Thinking of charcoal, Mrs. Quan looked at her fingers, after washing and scrubbing, there was still some blackness in the crevices of the fingers.

Because the fingers were washed too white, the little black was more obvious.The black also reminded Mrs. Quan of what she had encountered.This account, Mrs. Quan bit her lips tightly, she wanted to pay it to Mr. Quan!
The parrot in the corridor imitated: "A guest is here, sisters, a guest is here." Amidst the laughter like silver bells in the corridor, Hong Jian, who led Mrs. Quan down, laughed and scolded the green-haired and red-billed parrot: " Brother Parrot, you are begging for a beating." The green pipe laughed: "It's a coincidence, we will return when we know there are guests, so we only call sisters."

"Alas, no one cares about your good intentions." Parrot said suddenly, and said shaking his feathers, as if he felt very proud of himself.Hong Jian blushed and raised her hand to hit the parrot. This sentence was what Hong Jian said when she sighed for Zhao Yi.

Sister Zhen smiled in the room, seeing that Hong Jian was seriously about to be annoyed, she slowly said: "Please come in." Hong Jian replied: "Yes." Tooting at the parrot, she brought Mrs. Quan in.

The room was still covered with a mahogany couch made of golden silk bamboo and coral-red cloud-shaped bamboo mat. Zhenjie wore a blue shirt, smiled slightly and asked Mrs. Quan to get up, and then said kindly: "Sit down, red Jian pours tea."

Mrs. Quan thanked her for her seat, and slightly raised her eyes to look at the princess in front of her.She had a year of hard labor in the Northwest, which was the time she spent in a year; and during this year, Princess Shen gave birth to a son, and the position of the princess was more stable.

Since ancient times, there has been a run on power among princesses and concubines. From Mrs. Quan's point of view, Princess Shen has not wasted this year.Of course, the life of ordinary people cannot be compared with that of the princess.

"Knowing that you want to go back, I went back to the lord, and I have a few words to tell you." Sister Zhen said, and Mrs. Quan bowed to the ground again: "Thank you, Princess, for saving me. I will return to Beijing early, thanks to your strength. "

This sentence is not wrong, the real sister did put in a lot of effort and said a lot of good things in front of Zhao She, and with the jewelry sent by Mrs. Quan's natal family, Zhao She agreed very readily.

Sister Zhen asked her to stand up and sit down again, and said softly: "You and I are both women." Because she is a woman, Sister Zhen thought of Mrs. Quan doing hard work because of her weak arms, and she felt pity for her from the bottom of her heart. .

(End of this chapter)