Zhao Zhen was still recuperating. When he heard the prince and his son ask for a meeting, he said, "I'm afraid there is something urgent, so let me in."

Zhao Shu and his son came in, and Zhao Zhen asked, "But is something wrong with the outside court?"

This situation of father and son coming together is a rebellion.

Zhao Shu said: "Dad, the cotton is coming out."

"Cotton? What?"

Zhao Zhen had long forgotten that incident, and Zhao Shu sighed in his heart, knowing that it was because of his age.

"Dad, it's the white folded piece collected by Chen'an who ordered the Mangshan Army to go to Liao territory last year..."

"Oh... I remembered it. What's wrong?"

Zhao Zhen felt a little spiritual, and he remembered some things.

"The cotton has all been fruitful and is spinning and weaving...and...what else?"

Zhao Shu looked at his son.

"And there is also cotton."

Zhao Zhongzhen didn't know what the cotton-puffed cotton in Chen An's mouth was, but what could make Chen An's eyebrows look like was bound to be a good thing.

Zhao Zhen frowned and said, "Is that cotton okay?"

"Okay." Zhao Zhongzhen said happily: "The woman who spins the thread said it was much better than hemp."

Zhao Zhen couldn't sit still anymore.

These days, there are many types of fabrics, but the cheapest one is linen.

"Call the husbands, where are Bao Zheng? Call me, hurry up..."

His breathing was a little rapid, and Zhao Shu was the same, only Zhao Zhongzhen looked at the calm.

Zhao Zhen thought he didn't understand the importance of this, so he said: "There are silks and satin in the Song Dynasty, but the people use more linen. Linen is mostly produced in Chengdu and Guangnan West Road. It is cheaper and most suitable for the people. But in the end, it is still a little less, so that the people often have people who don't cover their bodies... If they can have more cheap cloths, then the world... will have enough food and clothing."

Food and clothing are the prosperity, so Zhao Zhen aroused his spirit as soon as he mentioned this.

"yes."

Zhao Zhongzhen agreed very well. Later, the prime ministers came and were standing outside the door.

"The cotton that the Mangshan Army went to Liao territory last time was borne fruit. Now it's spinning and weaving cloth outside the city, Bao Qing... You just came here, let's talk."

Bao Zheng had just rushed back from outside the city, and now he looked proud and looked very hated.

He looked at the prime ministers and said, "At the beginning, I said that Chen An was steady in doing things, but some people were muttering around, saying that young people were frivolous in their work. If they were caught by the Liao people, the Song Dynasty would be as dangerous as a burying egg in an instant..."

He was ridiculing the prime ministers, and Zhao Zhen said with a black thread inside: "Talk the serious business."

I don’t want to care about the grievances of you old men, just don’t affect the government.

Bao Zheng glanced at Han Qi and said slowly: "That cotton is drought-resistant and not afraid of sunlight..."

Han Qi originally wanted to deal with Bao Zheng, but was stunned when he heard this.

Drought tolerant? Are you not afraid of sunlight?

What is this?

Most cash crops are afraid of sunshine, and drought is their enemy.

But isn't cotton afraid?

Han Qi said in a deep voice: "No false words!"

Bao Zheng said coldly: "This is the court."

Han Qi smiled anxiously: "You haven't seen the planting process, I think you just listened to Chen An's one-sided words. You believe him."

Ouyang Xiu asked, "How much does one acre cost?"

This is the most critical issue.

Bao Zheng said: "Not 100 pounds."

Less than a hundred kilograms...

“So many?”

Han Qi almost subconsciously said it.

Zeng Gongliang said happily: "Drought tolerant, not afraid of sunlight, and the yield per mu is so much. If it can be used, Your Majesty, the people of the world will be happy and encouraged."

Zhao Zhen was also a little excited: "From thousands of years to this day, every time it is winter, the people are crying when they are frozen and crying. If this cotton can be of great use, it is a great achievement. If someone comes, I will leave the palace."

"Your Majesty, no!"

The imperial doctor beside him changed drastically, "Your Majesty, your body must not be moved lightly, you must rest."

Han Qi also advised: "Your Majesty, I'll just go and see it. If it's good, come back and tell me. If it's bad, I'll scold you on the spot. Why are you doing..."

Boss, don't bother, okay?

Zhao Shu also persuaded him, but Zhao Zhen was determined to go and see: "I am afraid of the cold until winter. This is still me, I am the one who is rich and well-behaved. The people's clothes are not covered... I remembered the last time the father and son, whose shoes were torn, and their toes were blackened... The clothes were filled with hay... I feel sad when I think about it now. Hurry, I want to change my clothes."

Zhao Zhongzhen looked at the nominal grandfather again. He wanted to see some hypocrisy, but his face was full of excitement, and even the action of lifting the quilt was so impatient.

This is a king who really cares about the people!

No wonder everyone praises it.

After thinking about his own thoughts, he felt that he should be better than others, so he was in a good mood.

"Eaves, carry the eaves!"

"Don't let Your Majesty see the wind!"

After going out, the eaves were replaced with carriages, and the king and his ministers went out of the city.

On the carriage, Zhao Zhen couldn't wait, "But the news is blocked? If the Liao people learned about it, they would plant it."

Chen Zhongheng, who was next to the carriage, said: "The official family, all the cotton is planted in the farm, and no one knows what it is."

Zhao Zhongzhen nodded slightly, and the concept of Renjun was refreshed.

His kindness was given to the Song Dynasty more. As for the Liao people, it was nothing to do with me.

All the way to the village, the cavalry rode in, but were intercepted by the village soldiers and started to yell and scold them.

"Grassy Horse! This is Shenjiazhuang. Who asked you to ride a horse? Get out!"

"Get out? You don't even look at who is in the carriage behind!"

"Who is it? Even if the official family comes... the official family is kind and will definitely not let people trample on the people's fields!"

"That's what the husband said... By the way, Cao Cao's subordinates stepped on the field and cut off his hair as beheading. Are you better than Cao Cao?"

"Who is Cao Cao?"

"Cao Cao is...Does the Three Kingdoms know?"

“…”

The two gangs quickly changed from being tense to a state of popular science, and Han Qi couldn't help but betray it.

"Don't worry, go in."

Zhao Zhen just wanted to see cotton, so the carriage drove past.

"I've seen the official family!"

Chen An got the news and went out to welcome the soldiers, and the villagers were stunned.

"What an official?"

"I've seen the official family."

This was Zhao Zhen's second time to come to Shenjiazhuang, which immediately caused a sensation.

"Madam, the official family is here, come and come and see you!"

"Dad, hurry up and carry your father out and let him take a look at the official family and enjoy the blessing."

"Dalang, come and take a look at the official family. Maybe you will become smarter."

Zhao Zhencai was helped off the carriage and was surrounded by surroundings.

"I've seen the official family."

Everyone saluted, and an old man squinted his eyes and said, "Is the official family in poor health?"

This is a secret, no one will answer him.

"Official family, you need to take care of yourself!"

"Yes, long live your life."

"We pray at home sooner or later, hoping that long live your life!"

"Long live the official family!"
To be continued...