Feng Zhen tidied up his appearance a little, went up and said, "see Lord -"

Although the inner madness is messy, it appears to be gentle and calm.

Jiang Pengji looked at Fengzhen with a smile.

Today's sun is out in the West. Is there such a dignified time for the unruly prodigal son?

Maybe it's because he's in a hurry. Fengzhen hasn't adjusted his breathing rhythm yet.

Fengzhen's cheeks were blue and white by the cold wind, and his lips were blue. His bones were not very healthy. He looked weak, helpless and pathetic.

"I told you before I left. Zi Shi didn't stay well in the barracks. How did he get here?" Jiang Pengji laughed and joked, "moreover, it's so windy outside that if your weak body is blown away, I have to find someone to get you back."

Feng Zhen choked for a moment and almost lost his breath.

If you weren't worried about the Lord, who would be nervous and ride here?

When the horse galloped, the cold wind hurt his face!

"I heard that the LORD left the camp without anyone. I'm really afraid of accidents. I dared to disobey the military order. Please punish him."

Jiang Pengji listened to the sour teeth. If she put it at ordinary times, Fengzhen will mostly be kind and thin. How can she seriously "plead guilty"?

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"You are also kind. How can I really punish you?" Jiang Pengji said, "however, it will not be an example."

Feng Zhen arched his hands and smiled at the corners of his lips, "here."

Jiang Pengji secretly tilted her lips. In front of Wan Xiuer, she couldn't really put Feng Zhen down.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to let Fengzhen go easily.

"Lord, are you going to take these Panzhihua away?" Feng Zhenyu just glanced at Wan Xiuer. "It's really pity for fragrance and jade."

In contrast, he just accompanied people to transplant seedlings, which seemed inferior in any way.

"Pity what fragrance, pity what jade!" Jiang Pengji said, "we should not only move these trees, but also send some people to Xiuer's mother's house."

Feng Zhen felt a clatter in his heart——

I don't blame his brain hole. His father-in-law wants to see his father-in-law and mother-in-law?

Although Feng Zhen didn't say it, Jiang Pengji saw through his mind and immediately itched.

If Wan Xiuer was not present, she had to give Fengzhen some color to see and let him know why the flowers are so red.

Feng Zhen saw Jiang Pengji's gloomy face and suddenly woke up. He wanted to fork out.

In order to pull back a game, Feng Zhen asked solemnly, with a steady and powerful voice. He knew he was a serious man as soon as he heard it.

"Lord, what's wrong with these trees?"

If it's not to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law, the problem should be in these trees.

Jiang Pengji said, "People in the north can spend the winter with sweaters made of wool, and those with better families can burn coal. However, if a large number of sweaters are transported to the south, the cost of each piece of clothing will inevitably increase sharply, which many people can't afford. There are many good fields in the south, which is not suitable for breeding hairy sheep in large quantities. However, the cotton wool produced by these trees can solve this problem. These cotton wool can be made into silk Thread weaving can also be used as a filler in clothes to achieve the purpose of heating - do you think it's very important? "

Jiang Pengji smiled and put the cotton wadding into Fengzhen's hand. The cotton wadding also took the temperature of her palm.

When it comes to people's livelihood, Feng really dare not be naughty.

He began to gently pull the cotton wool and twist it with his fingers.

"This, this really can?" For a moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind, "Many nobles take this thing to enjoy and play. I don't know whether it's easy to raise it. If it's not easy to raise it, even if it can weave and make clothes, ordinary people can't afford it. Another thing is, how many good fields does this plant occupy? If it occupies too many good fields, it will inevitably reduce grain production. What do people rely on for a living? How much cotton can one plant harvest in a year, and how many clothes and bedding can it finally be made? If it's planted in a year Hard work is not enough to make up for the cost. It's better not to plant it. "

Feng Zhen considered comprehensively. In addition to these problems, he still had a string of doubts.

Cotton wadding can weave clothes. Even if it is a good thing, there are still many problems to be solved.

Although Feng Zhen is unreliable on weekdays, he is still very charming when he is serious.

Didn't you see the audience calling him in the live studio?

Wan Xiuer on one side heard Feng Zhen's problem, and her heart was a little cold.

Yes, it seems that I thought too much just now. I didn't consider many things.

At this time, Jiang Pengji's voice came into her ear.

"That's why we have to send someone to Xiuer's mother's house. I think we can find more useful information there."

Although there is a live studio, the two worlds are fundamentally different.

Not only the land and sea are distributed differently, but even animals and plants are different.

According to the situation of the audience's world, cotton is impossible.

Of course, the difference is only a few, and most of them are the same.

She can use the cotton materials provided by the audience as a reference, but it can not be used as a conclusion.

Feng Zhen saw his Lord's reason online, but he didn't continue to pour cold water. Instead, he held the wadding with great interest.

"If we can really solve the problem of dressing the people, I don't know how many people are willing to set up longevity cards for women and offer incense for three meals a day."

Wan Xiuer's cheeks flushed. "What's the virtue of the little woman? Mr. Feng's words hurt the little woman. Even if it's meritorious, it's also the credit of Liuzhou shepherd. Many nobles have planted it in the backyard, but no one says it can weave and make clothes for the benefit of the people."

Let the people spontaneously set up longevity cards. Many princes and generals can't do it all through the ages. Where can we get her?

Feng Zhen said with a smile, "Lady Wan has a exquisite mind and a pleasant voice. No wonder the Lord is so caressing."

Jiang Pengji coughed and interrupted their conversation.

"This matter should not be publicized. We must send some safe people to do it. There must be no mistakes. In addition, Xiuer is not suitable to go out with the army. Remember to send her to maruzhou to settle down. If these two things are not handled well, I will find you to settle -"

Feng Zhen bowed his hands and earnestly answered.

"Here."

It is a matter of great importance to the people's livelihood, and we should do it properly anyway.

The rest time of the army is short, so it must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Wan Xiuer on one side breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she had expected to pack up the gifts in advance, otherwise she would be in a hurry.

Feng Zhen was neat and efficient. He arranged everything early the next morning.

"Lady Wan, I really have an unkind request here."

Wan Xiuer flashed a trace of surprise at the bottom of her eyes, but said, "Mr. Feng, just say it."

Feng Zhen took a box and looked at it.

"Zhen and her young son Fengyi have been separated for a long time. It's a shame. Over the years, they haven't fulfilled their duty of raising their biological father. It's hard to be ashamed."

"Mr. Feng also has difficulties, which Lang will understand." Wan Xiuer said, "Sir, do you want the little woman to give it to your son?"

Feng Zhen nodded, but his expression was more embarrassed.

Wan Xiuer said, "Mr. Feng has encountered a problem?"

Feng Zhen said, "although the young son has loyal servants around him, the servants are different from his biological father. If it's convenient for wanniang son, I don't know... I don't know if I can take care of him occasionally? At this age, his mind is the most unstable, and he is easy to be affected by foreign things. He's really worried -"