Chapter 455: King Yan Must Be Invited Back!

As the boat passed the iron bridge, Fang Xiaoru could not help but turn around and look up.

He really couldn't understand.

How were those thick iron pieces on the iron bridge, which were several feet long, with special shapes and grooves, made?

Was it a waste of money and labor?

But why did the news brought back by the Jinyiwei never contain any complaints about the people under the rule of the King of Yan?

There was only how the people of Yan betrayed their ancestors.

After leaving the Ming Dynasty for just a few years.

Many people no longer wanted to be ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty.

"Master Fang, look!"

Yang Rong exclaimed, Fang Xiaoru turned around and looked in the direction of Yang Rong's finger...

It was a seaport wharf where merchant ships unloaded goods.

On the wharf, huge iron racks stood in rows.

Merchant ships carrying goods arrived or were leaving drove into the berths under the iron racks.

Heavy goods were lifted by the gantry or loaded from the wharf to the ship.

Or unloaded from the ship to the dock.

The cheerful calls and shouts of the dock workers, and the horns of the shipowner leaving their posts resounded throughout the dock.

Fang Xiaoru observed, and his sight shifted to the deep south of the bay diagonally opposite the dock.

In the sea, there is an extremely high and large concrete pillar.

A tower is built directly on the concrete pillar.

It can be seen that there are soldiers carrying muskets on their backs. The muskets and swords are shining brightly under the bright sunshine. The soldiers stand upright. Even from a distance, it seems that the forced pressure from this soldier can be clearly felt.

Behind this tower standing two or three feet high in the water, there are naval warships standing in between.

One by one, the cannons are protruding from the firing port.

All pointed outside.

It should be guarding the naval camp behind it all the time, right?

It can be seen that the soldiers on the warships are walking around, as if they are cleaning the warships.

The naval uniforms of Yan Fan have changed.

It still continues the split style, and the style should be the same as before. The distance is too far to observe the details.

But the color has been changed from the previous black military uniform to white.

The southern part of the bay is very quiet, with only billowing smoke rising into the sky.

The court has received news.

Manila Bay...

No, it should be called Yanjing Bay now. The southern part is already a complete industrial zone.

The area is so large that it covers 30,000 acres!

Many people did not believe it when the news was passed back to the court.

After all, 30,000 acres is too big.

How many workshops and factories can it accommodate?

The Jinling Industrial Zone of the court opened up 100 acres of land at the beginning, and it has just been used up.

Moreover, with the successive reorganization of the million-strong army, the required muskets and artillery have been equipped.

The court suddenly discovered that the musket workshops and artillery workshops that have been expanded in recent years are facing a situation where there is nothing to do.

Tens of thousands of craftsmen can't continue to make muskets and artillery, right?

Even if they continue to produce, they only need to keep a part of the production capacity to make up for the losses caused by training and combat.

Such a large production capacity has nowhere to go!

On the other hand, Yan Fan.

The industrial zone covers an area of ​​30,000 acres!

How many factories are there!

He really can't wait to go and see.

Ding Ding Ding...

The copper bell on the ship suddenly rang.

The owner of the Fujian merchant ship they took came out and said with a fist: "Sir Fang, we have arrived. His Royal Highness the King of Yan's palace is in that direction..."

Fang Xiaoru looked in the direction pointed by the ship owner.

After confirming, he clasped his fist and thanked: "Thank you, Shipowner Zhao."

"No, no."

The two sides exchanged a few words of greeting, Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong returned to the cabin, and when they came out again, each of them was holding a bamboo suitcase in their hands.

The hand-held handle is made of two sheepskins after tanning.

This kind of suitcase was also brought back from Yan Fan.

It is very popular with people who travel frequently.

It can hold clothes, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, and books. A small box can almost meet the daily needs of travel.

It can hold more than a bag, is more convenient to use, and is beautiful.

After it was passed back to the Central Plains, merchants in the Central Plains discovered business opportunities.

They asked craftsmen who were good at weaving bamboo to imitate it.

Weaving is easy.

But they got stuck on the handles of the box and the leather edging of the opening.

The merchants of the Ming Dynasty invited many craftsmen to try to crack these details and the production process of sheepskin tanning.

But they never got it right.

The details made by the merchants of the Ming Dynasty with sheepskin were neither beautiful nor durable.

Using cowhide instead can achieve the beauty and durability of the Yanfan suitcase.

But the cost of cowhide is too high.

The court prohibited the killing of cattle.

And every cowhide is a precious military material.

How could merchants be allowed to make boxes in a cheap way?

This led to the imitating merchants in the Central Plains being able to only make semi-finished products. After weaving the bamboo part of the box, they sold it to the Yan vassal state, which used its sheepskin tanning technology to complete the last few processes.

Finally, they sold it back to the court.

It is said that the factories in the Yan vassal state did the least work, but the profits they earned were several times that of the merchants in the Central Plains!

A small bamboo suitcase made such a big difference.

In fact, many people in the court should have seen it clearly long ago.

But everyone kept talking about the Celestial Empire every day, turning a blind eye to it and pretending to be deaf and dumb!

Moreover, in recent years, the voices of the Heavenly Kingdom have become more and more numerous.

ridiculous!

sad!

What a shame!

In fact, many people talk about the Kingdom of Heaven every day, which is obviously because they are not confident!

…

Fang Xiaoru was immersed in his thoughts, drifting in and out of the bustling crowd at the pier.

It wasn't until they were very far away that the crowds of people suddenly dispersed from all directions.

Ding ding ding!

"Give in, give in!"

A strange carriage, with the driver sitting in front, pulling the bell hanging on the side of the carriage, passed by, interrupting Fang Xiaoru's thoughts.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the carriage stopped a few steps to the left.

He knows about glass.

The merchants of Yan Fan had already passed glass products back to the Ming Dynasty.

However, this was the first time he had seen glass installed on a carriage, and it seemed that a lot of iron was used in this carriage!

The wheel hubs are all made of iron, and the outside is covered with something dark, I don't know what it is.

The coachman got out of the car and opened the door with a polite smile: "Sir, madam, we've arrived at the dock. The total fare is five copper coins."

One man and one woman came down one after another.

Men wear separate new style clothes.

The woman also wore separate clothes, with a pair of boots tying up her trouser legs, almost reaching her knees.

Gray pants, gray vest underneath, and a white shirt with a large collar.

Look no further!

Fang Xiaoru muttered something silently and turned his attention to the man who was about the same age as him.

The woman handed a suitcase into the man's hands and whispered, "When we go back this time, please mobilize your parents to come under the prince's rule. Although the Central Plains is your homeland, in terms of convenience and other aspects, it is not as good as our Yan Fan. You are about to finish your education work in the village school, and the prince is going to promote you. In order to return to the Ming Dynasty, this hair has not been cut. This time when you come back with your parents, you should cut it. Although the prince has not given an order, Yan Fan officials Everyone needs to cut their hair, but this is already a general trend. You officials must take the lead for the people, and it may also affect your career..."

"Okay, actually I've wanted to cut my hair for a long time, but it's too inconvenient to take care of it. When I see other people having their hair cut, they just wash it in cold water when the weather is hot. I feel envious. It's not that my parents are still in the Central Plains. I have to go back. I will definitely mobilize my parents to move here this time. It would be great if Taishan could also move here, so you don’t have to worry about it..."

Eight hundred children!

After hearing the conversation between the couple, Fang Xiaoru knew that this man was most likely one of the 800 children who followed King Yan to the sea.

It is reported that all the original 800 children were sent to village schools for education.

Now it seems that he is about to be promoted.

At the same time, it also means that more knowledgeable people under King Yan will go to the countryside to engage in education.

It would be impossible for Yan Fan to cultivate so many talents in five or six years.

There is a high probability that many scholars came from the Central Plains.

The scholars of Ming Dynasty may not leave Ming Dynasty.

After all, passing the examination as a scholar is equivalent to stepping into officialdom and already having political preferential treatment.

When the Yan Dynasty arrived, they did not recognize the Ming Dynasty's reputation as a scholar.

Not to mention political preferential treatment.

Few scholars were willing to come to Yan Fan, but there should be quite a few children and academicians with mediocre imperial examination abilities who smuggled themselves into the reign of King Yan.

"Sir, do you want to take a ride?"

The polite inquiry coming from beside him interrupted Fang Xiaoru's thoughts again.

Fang Xiaoru shook his head.

what happened to him.

Ever since I entered Yanjing Bay, I couldn't help but be lost in thought.

Look at the speaker.

The coachman smiled and said: "Sir, young master, my carriage is very clean, and it is newly bought. It seems that you two have just moved from our Ming Dynasty. If you two nobles don't have relatives to pick you up, I will take them around our Yan." Beijing, we have many interesting places to see and do in Yanjing, such as the Central Garden, the Zoo, and the Grand Theater. It’s almost evening and work is about to end, and the food street is very lively!”

Fang Xiaoru looked in the direction of the driver's finger.

It was the same carriage as the carriage that the talking couple was riding next to.

The carriage has gone.

I guess like this coachman, he specializes in carrying people.

There are also such coachmen in the Central Plains.

It's just that the carriage is different from Yan Fan's carriage.

Fang Xiaoru said with a smile: "Uncle, how do you determine that we are from the Central Plains, why can't we be from Dongfan?"

"Impossible!" the coachman said with a smile: "You two nobles didn't get a haircut, and your clothes are not our Yan Fan's new clothes. It's just that you didn't cut your hair. There are many people in Yan Fan who don't work in factories. Some people are nostalgic for the past. I haven’t cut it yet, but in our Yan Fan, except for major festivals, everyone wears this new style of clothes at other times because it is convenient and makes work easier.”

Fang Xiaoru smiled and looked at Yang Rong, "Let's go for a walk first?"

Yang Rong pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and nodded with a smile.

The two got into the carriage.

The coachman sat in the front of the carriage, holding the horse's reins, turned his head, opened the small glass window behind him, and said enthusiastically: "Two noble ladies, if you need something, just open this small window and tell me, if you feel it's stuffy in the car, , the small iron handle on the glass window next to it can be opened by pushing it backwards. "

Fang Xiaoru followed the direction of the driver's finger, grabbed the small iron hook, and pulled it gently, and the window opened.

The surprise in his eyes flashed away, and he asked with a curious smile: "Uncle, the glass is so brittle, how do you drill holes in this glass and install push-pull handles?"

Just making a hole in a piece of fragile glass is enough to show Yan Fan's skills!

"You really asked the right person. Before I bought this carriage, I was working as an employee in a glass factory. This hole was not drilled. The glass solution flowed out of the blast furnace and flowed into the glass mold. There is a small pillar on the mold. , after the glass solution solidifies and is removed from the mold, this small hole will be left. My lord, let’s set off. The two lords have come from afar and must be hungry. I will take you to eat at the food street near the Century Bridge. The food here is authentic and cheap. The favorite place for workers after work is the food street..."

"Okay! Let's go to the food court you mentioned." Faced with the coachman's inquiry, Fang Xiaoru agreed with a smile.

There must be more high-end wine shops here.

He is not particular about food.

Moreover, he wanted to sit among the workers of Yanfan Factory and listen to what the workers were talking about.

Only in this way can we see the truest state of the people at the bottom!

…

The food street is at the north end of the Century Bridge, on both sides of the wide street.

When Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong arrived.

The workers in Wuyangyang happened to come from work in the industrial zone on the south bank.

Crowded into one stall after another.

"Old Wang, it's still the same as the third child, a stack of beans cooked in cold water, a spicy pork offal pot for each person, a bowl of rice, and two taels of corn wine!"

"okay!"

…

All kinds of shouts suddenly sounded in the mixed fragrance.

Fang Xiaoru took Yang Rong down from the carriage and handed the driver a silver coin.

The imperial court received many of these exquisite silver and gold coins from trade with the King of Yan and the Yan Fan. This kind of money was very popular among the people of the Central Plains.

A silver coin is exactly one tael.

In the Central Plains, both rich and common people like to store this kind of silver and gold coins.

When merchants sell things, if they pay with these silver coins or gold coins, they can also give them a small bonus or a small discount.

This kind of coin is also called "Yanyuan" by everyone in the Central Plains.

Many people who did not want the people of the Central Plains to think of King Yan again and who hated King Yan collected such coins while boycotting them in a high-sounding manner.

In the past year, North Korea and China have been noisy in promoting currency reform.

Get this kind of coin too.

The imperial court had already mastered the water hammering technology used to make such coins.

But the coins were neither too much nor too little, and the court could not produce the molds for just one tael.

Without him, the court's measurement accuracy was insufficient.

We have to copy the set of measurement standards developed by Yan Fan, led by Xia Yuanji, several children, and craftsmen.

And this is exactly what the haters cannot accept.

"Uncle, we are covering your carriage today. Is one silver coin enough?"

"Enough, enough, actually there is more!"

Fang Xiaoru smiled and took the coachman and Yang Rong to a stall where they bought pig offal pot and sat down under the coachman's introduction.

Following the coachman's recommendation, a few side dishes and a steaming small casserole were placed in front of each person.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the steaming casserole, filled with pork offal under the red chili soup, and then looked at the rice in front of her.

This rice looks like brown rice.

The rice grains are all broken.

But even if it is broken, it is still white rice!

How many people in the Central Plains are still eating corn steamed buns!

Fang Xiaoru took a few bites, and her mouth was full of bitterness, which was not the taste.

It’s not that the food doesn’t taste good.

Various spices are used, and the food is very fragrant.

It's because he feels bad!

"Mr. Fang, doesn't it taste good? That's right. This is for us rough guys to eat. Otherwise, I will take Mr. Fang..."

Before the coachman finished his cautious words, Fang Xiaoru hurriedly waved his hands with a smile, "Uncle, I just feel that there are still many people in Ming Dynasty who eat corn woves to eat, but in the prince's Yan Fan, ordinary people eat brown rice that has been milled. , but no matter what, this is white rice!”

The coachman was slightly surprised, "There are still many people in the Ming Dynasty who eat steamed buns for every meal. We do eat steamed buns, but mainly to save money and save more money for our children to study, build houses, and pay for the future. If we don’t think about buying watches, sewing machines, and bicycles, we can still afford them even if we eat rice every day.”

"The land here is originally fertile. Over the years, the prince has sent officials to promote village composting, which means pouring various animal excrements from the village breeding farms and human night scent into dug compost pits, and mixing them with crushed crop straw... "

"Coupled with these years, our Yan Fan, from Dongfan to Luzon, has been using cheap cement to build farmland water conservancy and build hydraulic irrigation vehicles, and the food harvest is almost bumper every year."

…

Fang Xiaoru listened carefully.

He knew that Yan Fan had a large grain output.

In recent years, a large amount of grain has been trafficked back to the Ming Dynasty every year.

Prices only increased by 20% last year, which actually had a lot to do with the large amount of grain that Yan Fan trafficked back.

Without this batch of food, the price of food would have increased by more than 20%!

As for the cheap pig water, it is provided cheaply by various rural village breeding farms.

In fact, there were also a lot of pig offal in Ming Dynasty.

But most of them are eaten by the people in rural communities.

There is no economy.

the reason is simple.

First, Ming Dynasty’s business environment.

Secondly, the spices in Daming are too expensive.

Ordinary people simply cannot afford it.

Rural people eat it by simply washing it, adding some salt to water, and cooking it with other wild vegetables.

It tastes very bad!

How can it be as delicious as the small pot in front of me, which is cooked in red soup with chili peppers and various spices.

"Your Majesty, spices are cheap here, and everyone can afford them?" He knew very well that for food like pig offal to be so widely involved in the economic cycle, spices are an important part.

"It was also very expensive at the beginning." The driver said proudly while eating: "Two years ago, our Yanfan Agricultural Science Department began to promote the planting of spices such as chili, fennel, and pepper. Look, it's cheap in just one year..."

Fang Xiaoru understood immediately.

The Agricultural Science Department must have tamed the artificial cultivation technology of wild spices.

He knew that there was an Agricultural Science Department under the command of the King of Yan.

Last time he accompanied the emperor on a southern tour.

They had seen that the Agricultural Science Department assisted Chunxiao and Minfeng in opening a large pharmacy to ensure the medicinal properties and artificially cultivate herbs.

The Ming Dynasty was because of the high price of spices.

So it was impossible to let pig offal flow in the economic cycle.

As a result, the people in the city could not eat cheap meat.

And the rural people wanted to vomit after eating.

Of course, this was also due to the business environment of the Ming Dynasty.

Why didn't the prince transport these cheap spices that were artificially cultivated and propagated on a large scale back to the Ming Dynasty?

Fang Xiaoru didn't know.

With the rise of Ming Dynasty's maritime merchants, Ming Dynasty's maritime merchants and local governments joined forces to first squeeze out Yanfan's maritime merchants from the most profitable spice trade.

At the same time, this group of maritime merchants deliberately hoarded and jointly controlled the spice market.

Yanfan's spices could not enter the Ming Dynasty market at all.

Zhu Di, on his side, had already earned a considerable surplus from the maritime trade with the Ming Dynasty, and did not want to be envied and hated because of spices, which would destroy the increasingly hot export trend.

As for the internal affairs of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Di paid attention.

But since he left, he decided not to care about the internal affairs of the Ming Dynasty.

Fang Xiaoru suddenly felt someone pulling his sleeves, turned his head, and saw Yang Rong staring blankly into the distance.

Following Yang Rong's sight...

Qi Hua rode her bicycle and stopped near a small stall not far away, "Auntie, I want to buy a bunch of grilled chicken wings!"

"Okay! Princess, you sneaked out again today, right?"

Haha...

The vendor's question caused the diners around to laugh.

Someone asked with a smile: "Princess, half a month ago, my wife and I were in the Central Garden, and I saw you being supervised by the female officials around the princess to do volunteer work. What did you do again and let the princess punish you!"

"Fifth uncle, can you stop making fun of me!"

Haha...

Qi Hua's lively words made everyone laugh again.

"Princess, when will this bicycle go on sale?"

"Yes, I want to buy one too."

"Soon, soon, in the middle of this month, Pegasus will be the first to go on sale. The three factories know that everyone is looking forward to bicycles, and they are rushing to prepare stocks during this period."

Qi Hua and a group of workers were talking about some news that could be reported, and accidentally saw Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong.

The beautiful big eyes lit up instantly.

"Junior Brother! You are here, why don't you come to my house!"

Gao Xing shouted, holding the grilled chicken wings in one hand and the handlebars of the bicycle in the other, and quickly came to the small table where Yang Rong and the other two were.

Everyone ate and watched curiously.

Qi Hua sat next to Yang Rong and said unhappily: "Junior Brother, tell me, why don't you go to see my father and mother first when you arrive in Yanjing!"

Yang Rong smiled and patted Qi Hua's head, "Junior Brother wants to see Master's Yanjing, so eager, so he accompanied Lord Fang around first."

Humph!

Qi Hua snorted slightly, "Isn't it eager to see my father and mother? Junior Brother, you have changed!"

"Junior Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yang Rong had no choice but to put his hands together and apologize.

His junior sister has been eccentric since she was a child.

Now she is graceful and elegant, and she has not changed.

Fang Xiaoru smiled and helped Yang Rong to turn things around, and asked with a smile: "As a princess, do you come here often?"

From the way Princess Qihua greeted a group of workers just now, it is not difficult to see that the jewel in the crown of the King of Yan often comes here.

It is really surprising.

Aren't you afraid of danger?

"Yes." Qihua ate the grilled chicken wings in small bites and said: "There are many delicious foods here, and the workers are very interesting. My brother and I, as well as other senior brothers and sisters, often come here and meet many people. My brother comes to understand everyone's situation, and I just come here to eat and play."

Fang Xiaoru was amused.

Yan Fan and Ming Dynasty are really different!

Ming Dynasty pays more attention to authority.

Yan Fan, from the King of Yan, the Princess to the Crown Prince and the Princess, in short, this family does not seem to care about the authority of the monarch who is far away from the people and high above.

Otherwise, why would the Princess punish the Princess to do some volunteer work?

Although he had not been to the Central Garden, he had heard about it from the driver.

and the zoo, both of which provide places for people to relax in their daily lives.

There is also a theater, but the theater charges admission.

Yan Fan and Daming are different in every way!

Fang Xiaoru, Yang Rong and Qi Hua chatted while eating.

Fang Xiaoru pointed to the bicycle parked next to him, "Princess, is this the bicycle you just talked about?"

He looked at it for a long time.

It is really hard to imagine how such a complicated mechanism is made.

"Yes, Mr. Fang, Junior Brother, I will take you to visit tomorrow. There are more than a dozen supporting factories for a bicycle factory alone, all of which produce various parts..."

...

After a while, Qihua watched Yang Rong and Fang Xiaoru finish eating. She pulled Yang Rong's sleeves and stood up, "Mr. Fang, little senior brother, let's go. Let's go see mother with me first. There will be plenty of time to visit later. If mother knows that you are coming to us, Yan Fan must be very happy."

Fang Xiaoru nodded in agreement.

He needed time to digest the shock of what he had seen and heard.

Qihua rode back to the palace with the carriage.

From a distance, he saw his personal maid standing at the entrance of the palace, looking anxiously, sticking out her tongue secretly, "It's so miserable..."

After Yang Rong got off the carriage, he immediately hid behind Yang Rong and said, "Senior brother, you have to save me. After you meet my mother later, young senior brother, you must be as enthusiastic as possible to keep my mother's thoughts away." Move away."

Fang Xiaoru looked at Qihua and smiled.

The princess of the Yanwang family was born to enjoy happiness. She is so lovable.

Naughty but not arrogant.

As a princess, he can also mingle with a group of workers.

"Princess..." The little maid hurriedly approached, looked at Yang Rong and Fang Xiaoru curiously, and reminded in a low voice: "The princess is very angry and is waiting at the palace gate right now!"

"Who filed the complaint? Is it Golden Douzi again!" Qihua asked pretending to be fierce.

Seeing the little maid lower her head, she immediately understood that it must be Jindouzi again!

This brat has liked to accuse her of making trouble since he was a child!

"Mr. Fang, junior brother, let's go in." Qihua hid behind Yang Rong and invited Fang Xiaoru and Fang Xiaoru to enter the palace.

The three of them climbed up the palace gate steps and stood outside the palace gate. They saw Xu Miaoyun standing inside the palace gate with a six or seven-year-old boy.

Xu Miaoyun was slightly stunned when she saw Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong.

Jin Douzi didn't know Yang Rong and Fang Xiaoru.

As long as he could remember, he had never seen Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong.

Jin Douzi was the first to see Xiao Qihua hiding behind Yang Rong, and said excitedly: "Mom! Sister! Sister is hiding behind that boy. She just sneaked out of the palace and brought back a boy of about the same age. Mom, you must teach me a lesson!”

As he spoke, Jindouzi raised his hands high, holding the rattan used to enforce family law!

Qihua hid behind Yang Rong, raised her hand, clenched her fist, and threatened Jin Douzi.

Jindouzi raised his head slightly and looked at Qihua provocatively.

Xu Miaoyun glanced at the two siblings, gently held her forehead, ignored Jin Douzi who wanted to take the opportunity to 'revenge', and walked quickly in the direction of Yang Rong.

‘Who are the young and old who came, and my mother actually welcomed them in person? ’

Jin Douzi's purpose of 'revenge' on Qihua was not realized, and when he saw Xu Miaoyun personally greeting him, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Yang Rong walked a few steps quickly and met Xu Miaoyun.

Pu Tong knelt down and started to kowtow, choking with sobs: "Disciple Yang Rong, pay your respects to Master's Wife!"

Without his master and his wife, Yang Rong would not be what he is today.

Fang Xiaoru looked at Yang Rong and nodded appreciatively.

"Get up, get up..." Xu Miaoyun helped Yang Rong up, looked at her carefully, and said with a smile: "After a few years, you have grown into a young man, and you are about to get married. I heard that my family has arranged a marriage for you. ?”

Yang Rong's eyes were still watery. Hearing this, his face couldn't help but blush, and he nodded, "Last year, my family arranged a marriage for my disciple. He is from our village and is two years younger than the student. After the local village community was established, he studied in the village. He has read books, has good textile skills, and has a gentle and kind temperament..."

"After my grandson gets married, the student will go back to Fujian to get married."

Xu Miaoyun smiled happily and said, "Master's wife will definitely go when the time comes."

After saying that, he turned to look at Fang Xiaoru, "Xizhi, Silang went to Medan Island a few days ago to inspect the local rubber plantation planting situation. He should be back in the next few days. You guys are staying in the palace now. Tomorrow, let Yong Ming and Dong Xu and the others will take you around."

"It's all up to the princess!" Fang Xiaoru smiled and bowed.

But my heart has forgotten that the bottom of the valley is sinking.

The princess must have known that he was here to invite Prince Yan's family back to the court to attend the grandson's wedding on behalf of the court.

Logically speaking, the princess should give him a chance to speak.

Then accept the invitation.

But now I told him directly.

King Yan went to Medan Island for an inspection. The implication was that if he had anything to say, he would wait until King Yan came back to say it.

Combined again, the princess just said to Yang Rong, "When the time comes, the master's wife will definitely go." ’

There is no master here!

It undoubtedly shows that the princess will definitely take the crown prince and the princess back.

But King Yan may not go back.

King Yan may still be hesitating at this moment!

It seems that in recent years, the prince's family, and even some of the things the prince did secretly, made King Yan very concerned.

…

While Xu Miaoyun and Fang Xiaoru were talking, Qihua tiptoed over to Jindouzi.

"you're good?"

Jin Douzi hurriedly hid the 'family law' behind his back, with a flattering smile on his face: "Sister..."

snort!

Qihua stretched out her hand and grabbed Jindouzi's ears and threatened, "Don't scream!"

When Xu Miaoyun turned around, Qihua hurriedly let go and hid her hands behind her back.

Jindouzi didn't speak, but rubbed his ears in an exaggerated manner.

Xu Miaoyun glared at the two siblings.

"Gao Xu, take Mr. Fang to rest."

"Qihua, go call your senior brothers and sisters and tell them that your little senior brother is here."

…

That night.

Fang Xiaoru stood in front of the wash basin in the room where she stayed.

Turn the water valve slightly.

Wow…

Clear water flows out into the ceramic fired basin.

Fang Xiaoru opened and closed it repeatedly to look at it.

Such a water valve!

And this ceramic washbasin!

And, the water tower that Prince Gaoxu mentioned.

Fang Xiaoru stared blankly at the water flow that sometimes flowed and sometimes stopped as the water valve opened and closed.

After a while, he came back to his senses, lowered his head, washed his face with fresh water, raised his head, and said to himself: "I must! I must! I must invite the King of Yan back!"

The Ming Dynasty cannot lose the King of Yan! We cannot continue to be alienated!

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