The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1492 You Can’t Really Be the Reincarnation of a God, Right?

The emperor longed for a cotton quilt.

Thinking that he was too cold to sleep every night, and what Zhao Chen just said. He was covered with this cotton quilt at night.

Of course the emperor yearned for it.

Now that he saw the old village chief pointing at the two quilts in front of him, the emperor could not hold back.

Feeling the softness and warmth in his hands, the emperor couldn't help but feel excited.

"Boy Chen, give me these two quilts." The emperor fell in love with Zhao Chen, his face full of expectation.

If Zhao Chen rejected the emperor's request at this time, the emperor would probably faint from anger.

The old village chief looked at Zhao Chen. ??

These two quilts were originally prepared for Zhao Chen, and the villagers also put a lot of thought into them.

Although the emperor has a noble status, he is still far inferior to Zhao Chen in the eyes of the villagers.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, this quilt is for..."

"Village chief, just give it to him."

"I still have several beds of quilts there, and we don't need so many in winter." The old village chief was about to refuse the emperor on Zhao Chen's behalf, but was interrupted by Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen knew that the emperor would not do anything to the villagers for his own sake.

But Zhao Chen felt that it was not worth it for the villagers to offend the emperor for no reason.

On the contrary, if you give the quilt to the emperor, the emperor will be grateful for the kindness of the folks.

"Then I'd like to thank you, Mr. Chen." The emperor nodded with satisfaction after hearing Zhao Chen's answer.

The old village chief didn't say anything, but took out two pairs of cotton-padded clothes from the wooden box on the side.

"Brother Zhao, these are some cotton-padded clothes that the villagers got specially for you and your wife and young lady. This winter is particularly cold, so you still need to keep warm." The old village chief handed the cotton-padded clothes to Zhao Chen.

Somewhat cautious.

It seems that they are afraid that the emperor will take these away.

The emperor looked on and felt secretly unhappy.

Zhao Chen took the cotton coat and took another look at the cotton in the warehouse.

"Village Chief, I would like to trouble you and the villagers to continue making quilts or clothes from this cotton. It is expected to be very cold in Chang'an this year. By then we will sell these cotton clothes and quilts on the street, and the villagers can also make more An income." Zhao Chen said to the village chief.

"Okay, okay, I'll go talk to the villagers right away." The old village chief nodded and said.

After wandering around the village for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Chen and the emperor were about to get up and return to Chang'an.

The old village chief and the villagers sent Zhao Chen and others out of the village.

The two of them were riding in a carriage, feeling the bumps on the road.

The emperor hugged the two quilts tightly, as if he was afraid that Zhao Chen would snatch him away at this moment.

"Don't be so nervous, right?" Zhao Chen couldn't help but smile when he saw the emperor looking like this.

"You know shit."

"If word spreads about this quilt, how many people will have to fight over it?"

"If I don't protect it properly, wouldn't it be a waste of things?"

"And you, kid, don't let me enjoy such a good thing first. Even if you don't give it to me, I have to give it to your mother to use first."

"You're not filial at all." The emperor held the two quilts tightly and cursed.

Zhao Chen just glanced at the emperor and did not refute his words.

The emperor always wants to take advantage of his words.

Otherwise, I won’t have any peace of mind today.

"But you are really capable. Where did you get such a good thing?" The emperor looked at Zhao Chen with curiosity in his eyes.

The emperor has lived for decades and has never seen anything like this.

cotton.

This was a word that the emperor had just heard.

There is such a warm thing in the world

, the emperor felt excited just thinking about it.

"This thing needs to be kept secret. Anyway, you can just let the cotton grow in the future." Zhao Chen said casually.

He won't reveal his secret.

Otherwise, the emperor might as well have him dissected.

"Keep it secret?"

"Boy Chen? You can't really be the reincarnation of a god, are you?" The emperor stared at Zhao Chen closely.

This is not the first time Zhao Chen has brought him such a huge surprise.

Not to mention anything else, just rice, potatoes, and cotton, each of them protects countless lives.

But it happened that these things that they had almost never heard of before were now presented one by one in Zhao Chen's hands.

The emperor even believed that Zhao Chen was the reincarnation of a god in order to help him strengthen the Tang Dynasty. .??.

It's just that Zhao Chen has never admitted it.

"Did you eat too much at noon today and your head was in a daze?" Zhao Chen glanced at the emperor and then said calmly.

After Zhao Chen said a few words, the emperor did not feel a little annoyed.

If Zhao Chen could bring him such a big surprise every time, even if Zhao Chen scolded each other every day, he would be willing to do so.

"Boy Chen, look at me, I'm shivering with cold. Why don't you give me those cotton-padded clothes you just brought from the village to keep me warm?" The emperor was not willing to take only two quilts.

This turned his attention to the cotton coat in Zhao Chen's hand.

"It seems like you can't fit into this, right?" Zhao Chen looked at the emperor suspiciously.

These three cotton coats were custom-made according to the sizes of Li Ruoshuang and Ping An.

This old man Li Tou wanted to benefit from himself again.

"It's okay. I just need to squeeze it. I don't need the safe one." After the emperor said that, he directly reached for it.

But he was not polite to Zhao Chen at all.

Zhao Chen didn't understand what the emperor was thinking.

If this thing gets into the hands of the emperor, do you still want to take it back?

How can it be!

But Zhao Chen also wore cotton-padded clothes, and he still had a few at home.

Li Ruoshuang also has some, but Ping An's clothes need to be changed frequently, so she needs to prepare a few more.

"Old Li Tou, you said you took advantage of me so much, when did you think of repaying me?" Zhao Chen did not go to take back the two cotton-padded clothes that the emperor had snatched away.

When asked by Zhao Chen, the emperor did not show the slightest look of embarrassment on his face.

"What does I have to do with you, right? They are the father and son who broke the bones and connected the tendons. What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours."

"We, father and son, are talking about repayment or not!" The emperor looked at Zhao Chen with a smile.

Apparently he took advantage and ran away.

"Wuxu's affairs are up to you. When I come back from the northern border, I will pick Wu Xu back to Chang'an. Before that, Gaochang cannot be destroyed and nothing can happen to Wu Xu." Zhao Chen said to the emperor.

The tone is also quite solemn.

The emperor got the benefit and knew in his heart that he could not defeat Zhao Chen.

He just waved his hands and said, "I will do what I am asked to do, but you have to give me a deadline."

"Gaochang is not necessarily a small country. If the Tang Dynasty sends troops for too long, it will also be a burden to the national treasury."

"Moreover, if the soldiers stay away from their hometown for too long, they will definitely feel homesick and return home, which will be detrimental to the war."

"One year." Zhao Chen and the emperor held out a finger.

"One year?" The emperor was stunned.

He doesn't quite understand what Zhao Chen means by this year?

Does he only need to send troops to assist Gaochang within one year, or does Zhao Chen plan to destroy Goguryeo and capture Yeon Gaesumun within one year?

"What do you mean by year?"

"Are you planning to capture Yuan Gaisuwen within a year?" The emperor asked Zhao Chen with curiosity in his eyes.

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