I will never be Renzong

Chapter 132
"If you want to know the truth, please listen to the explanation next time!"

In the Hall of Funing, Zhao Zhen lay on a wicker chair and narrated the fourth chapter of the Dream of Red Mansions, the girl with a bad life met the man with a bad life, and the gourd monk sentenced the gourd case indiscriminately.

"Remember it all!"

After Zhao Zhen finished this chapter, he got up and looked at the thrush holding the pen, but tears were already streaming down his face.

"Thrush! What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Zhao Zhen asked in puzzlement.

"The official family! The Nu family just lamented that Xiangling's fate is a little too tragic! Can't the official family just write like this?"

Huamei's eyes were red and she looked at Zhao Zhen pleadingly.

"The root is as fragrant as the lotus flower, and the reality of life has been hurt. Ever since the lonely tree was born in the two places, the soul of the fragrance has returned to its hometown. Not everyone is born smoothly, and it is just a play, why take it seriously, arrange it well , I want to take it out of the palace!"

Zhao Zhen said lightly.

"It's an official!"

Huamei hurriedly sorted out the finished manuscript, waiting for the freshly written rice paper to dry, but in her heart she was thinking about the few vague poems that the official said.

It's not like she doesn't know how popular the Dream of the Red Chamber is. It is said that it is exclusively published by the Royal Publishing House. No matter the queen mother, concubine or empress and noble concubine in the palace, almost everyone is a fan of the Red Chamber, and only she knows the romance of this popular Song Dynasty. The novel was written by the current official, and she once asked the official in private why they wrote such a novel, and the official's answer turned out to be to make money.

"Honey! I heard that you've been feeling unwell recently, so I'll come and see you!"

Zhao Zhen looked at Shen Moran leaning on the bed wrapped in a brocade quilt, his face was pale, watching him coming, hearing his kind address, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Zhen originally went directly to Xinyuelou, but he wasted no time. The manager said that Shen Moran was not feeling well these days, and instead of staying in a restaurant, he was resting at home.

"My husband is fine! I don't need my husband to worry about the women's affairs!"

Shen Moran replied coquettishly.

"Wife! Are you dysmenorrhea?"

Zhao Zhen suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked.

Shen Moran blushed and nodded.

"Wait a minute! Cover the quilt, I will go out for a while!"

After Zhao Zhen finished speaking, he helped Shen Moran lie down, covered her with the quilt, and then walked out of the house.

Half an hour later, when Shen Moran woke up again, she saw Zhao Zhen sleeping beside her bed. She sat up carefully and wanted to pick up a fur coat on the side to cover him, but she didn't. Zhao Zhen was awakened just as he wanted to stand up.

"Wife, are you awake? Qing'er, go and bring the soup!"

Seeing that Shen Moran woke up, Zhao Zhen hurriedly yelled outside.

After a while, a maid in Tsing Yi brought a bowl of decoction to the bed, Zhao Zhen took it, and then shunned the maid.

"Husband! What is this?"

Shen Moran asked with a smile.

Zhao Zhen opened the bowl lid, scooped up a spoon with a spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, and then handed it to Shen Moran's mouth.

"Honey! Try it first! Guess again!"

Shen Moran smiled and took a sip, the sweetness was tinged with bitterness, but then a warmth spread to the lower abdomen, and the original abdominal pain also eased.

"This is brown sugar!"

Shen Moran replied.

"Hmm! This is indeed brown sugar. It was delivered by the Guangnan Road envoy as a tribute. I just ordered people to go back to the palace to get it. It can relieve dysmenorrhea, replenish qi, and nourish blood. From now on, you can drink a little when menstruation comes. I heard There is a kind of brown sugar produced in Taiwan, and it seems to work well. I will send a letter to Di Qing tomorrow to ask him to bring some back when he returns to Beijing. I heard that bird’s nest honey water is also good. I also asked someone to take some high-quality bird’s nest and Honey, look at this and drink some to nourish your body~"

Zhao Zhen talked nonchalantly, like a caring little daughter-in-law.

"Husband! You are so kind to others!"

After drinking a bowl of brown sugar water, Shen Moran recovered a lot of complexion, and there was a blush on his originally pale face. Shen Moran suddenly leaned down and pecked Zhao Zhen's face.

"There is no husband in the world who doesn't love his wife!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Before Zhao Zhen finished speaking, he sneezed loudly, then rubbed his nose and looked at Shen Moran with a smile on his face.

"Husband! Come up!"

Shen Moran moved his body inward, and then signaled Zhao Zhen to come to the bed.

"I never thought that early winter in the Song Dynasty would be so cold!"

Zhao Zhen hurriedly took off his boots, got into Shen Moran's bed, then held Shen Moran in his arms and said.

"In the Song Dynasty, there was no industrial pollution, vehicle exhaust emissions, etc., so naturally there was no atmospheric effect, so winter was relatively cold!"

Shen Moran snuggled into Zhao Zhen's arms and said.

"Speaking of the weather getting colder, I suddenly thought of something to discuss with you, that is, I plan to buy a large field with funds from the Royal Chamber of Commerce next year to grow cotton. In this case, by this time next year, there may be cotton clothes Even cotton shoes!"

Zhao Zhen thought for a while and said that cotton in the Northern Song Dynasty was only appreciated as a bunch of flowers, and some people once wanted to use it for heating, but it was too troublesome to remove the seeds.

"Cotton can indeed be popularized, but can the seeds be removed with the current technology? I remember that cotton spinner Huang Daopo seems to be from the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty?"

Shen Moran replied.

"You're right. It's just that although Huang Daopo has not yet been born, I understand the principle of the cotton seed removal car and how to weave it. Don't look around. My hometown in my previous life was one of the cotton producing areas, so the technology Teach me the above questions, and you will be responsible for the production and sales!"

Zhao Zhen was very familiar with that kind of wooden spinning wheel when he was a child in his previous life, and his family had one.

"That's good! If that's the case, I'm relieved!"

Shen Moran smiled.

"By the way! I still have a catty of corn seed here, but I have been hesitating whether to take it out, because you also know that potatoes have already started to be planted in the Liao Kingdom. Although there is only one season a year, it can feed a lot if you think about it. There are few foreigners, and corn is more productive than potatoes, the reason why I have not brought it out is because I am afraid that it will make the enemy country stronger!"

Zhao Zhen said to Shen Moran.

Shen Moran knew Zhao Zhen's worry, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Then first find a secret base, plant a few acres, and let a special person take care of it. After they mature, they will stay as seeds. When the soldiers of the Song Dynasty are strong and the horses are strong, then Wouldn't it be better to promote the world and not have to spend time cultivating seeds?"

"This is also a way! If things like corn are kept properly, they can be preserved for several years! I think it will work, so I will do as my wife tells me!"

Zhao Zhen kissed Shen Moran's pretty face.

"By the way! I also brought you the fourth episode of A Dream of Red Mansions! How is this novel selling?"

Zhao Zhen asked again.

"I didn't expect this novel to be so popular. In less than a month, the first three volumes sold a total of more than 60 copies. I also used the high-quality paper invented by Bi Sheng to print "Dream of Red Mansions", but the price is certain. It’s higher than ordinary paper printing! There are a lot of young masters and ladies from rich families, and they’re not short of the money, and if you put a little more effort into the packaging of novels, you can make a lot of money!”

Shen Moran replied.

"When it comes to business acumen, I'm definitely not as good as you. By the way, did the people from other printing factories who made trouble earlier have any other tricks?"

Zhao Zhen asked suddenly.

"With a series of government orders from the imperial court, they naturally dare not make small moves, but there are also more and more novels on the market, just wait a moment."

As Shen Moran said, he took out a few books from under the pillow and handed them to Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen took it curiously, opened it, good guy, there are seven or eight novels such as "Empress Dream", "Flying Swallow Dream", "Spring Breeze Dream" and so on. Dream of the Red Chamber.

Zhao Zhen did not expect that he would unintentionally promote the further development of the literary world.

Zhao Zhen looked through a few books with great interest. Although there were one or two books that were not badly written, they were ostentatious. What is the real significance, and they are constantly praising the prosperity of the Song Dynasty.

"I have long expected that following trends will happen at any time. It is difficult to prevent it. I just have to write a few more times when I have time. It is also difficult for them to seize the market. By the way, if there are good novels, Royal Publishing House You can also negotiate with him, or even sign a contract with him to train him to become a professional writer!"

Zhao Zhen said with a smile, after all, when he was bored in the previous life, he also wrote a few novels on the Qidian website, but they were all hit the street.

"This is also a method, but you are not afraid that all the scholars in the Song Dynasty will go to write novels, and no one will be an official instead?"

Shen Moran asked rhetorically.

"I'm telling you the truth! There are hundreds of Jinshi in the late emperor's time who are still waiting for the imperial court to appoint officials. There are still more than 300 Jinshi in the second year of Tiansheng who have not been appointed. I have always been very troubled by this matter. You also know the status of literati in the Northern Song Dynasty, and it will be difficult to change for a while, so I hope that a large number of literati will all go to write novels."

Zhao Zhen complained helplessly.

"I heard that the imperial court is not building a Taiwan government? There will definitely be a lack of officials at that time, why not send these officials to Taiwan?"

Shen Moran spoke.

"Don't tell me, I selected 80 officials a few days ago and sent them to the Taiwan government to serve as officials, but I didn't expect that [-] officials received letters from more than [-] officials, either to take care of my [-]-year-old mother, or to say There are all sorts of messy reasons for being seriously ill!"

As soon as this matter was brought up, Zhao Zhen became very angry. The dignified Song Dynasty had nearly [-] officials waiting to be replaced, but they couldn't find any officials from the Taiwan government.

"I have an idea! I just don't know if it's suitable or not!"

Shen Moran looked up at Zhao Zhen, but hesitated to speak.

"Crack~"

Zhao Zhen suddenly slapped someone on the upright.

"What are you doing! Almost made my aunt miss you!"

Shen Moran gave Zhao Zhen a charming look.

"You are my wife! If you have anything to say, there is no need to hesitate, just say it directly. Otherwise, how can we talk about mutual support and frankness? But, wife, you are talking like a tiger or a wolf!"

Zhao Zhen said hurriedly.

"Quickly tell me! What is the method, if not, I will definitely make you look good!"

Zhao Zhen looked at Shen Moran and threatened.

Shen Moran smiled and said: "It's actually very simple. Jinshi can't be selected. Why don't the officials start the selection process? As long as the candidates are willing to go to Taiwan to become officials, the officials will grant them the same background as Jinshi! Juren who have failed to win Jinshi for many years will definitely be willing to go to Taiwan to become an official!"

"No wonder you were the president in your previous life, and I was a part-time worker!"

Zhao Zhen laughed at himself.

"In the previous life, he only served as your immediate boss for one year, but in this life, he not only wants to be your boss for the rest of your life, but also makes you struggle in different ways!"

Shen Moran snuggled into Zhao Zhen's arms and said coquettishly.

"Woo~"

Shen Moran wanted to say something else, but Zhao Zhen suddenly kissed her lips.

"Husband! What do you want to do?"

Shen Moran looked at Zhao Zhen with a puzzled face.

"What did you say I want to do!"

Zhao Zhen said with red eyes.

"Husband! I'm not feeling well today!"

Shen Moran looked at Zhao Zhen pitifully.

"Knowing that you are inconvenient, you still tease me! Woman, you are playing with fire, don't you know that!"

Zhao Zhen got up helplessly and got out of bed, then jumped up around the bed.

Shen Moran lay on his back on the bed, giggling at someone's embarrassment.

"Still laughing! When you recover! I will never forgive you!"

Zhao Zhen said viciously.

"Then what! You have a good rest, don't worry about cotton or something, the most important thing is to take care of your health, I'm going back to the palace! I love you!"

Zhao Zhen came to the bed and kissed Shen Moran's forehead, then covered her with the quilt before turning and leaving.

The weather was just right when I left the palace, and when I didn't want to go back, there was a light snow in the sky. Looking at the first snow in Tiansheng's three years, Zhao Zhen couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.

In the Ciyuan Hall, Wang Xiang'er was standing by, and Liu E was holding a child who was a few months old in her arms. She touched the child's face with her hand, and it was not difficult to see from the smile on his face that she was very happy.

After Zhao Zhen returned to the palace, someone naturally told him the news that Mrs. Qi Guo brought her son into the palace. He brought the toys made by the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry to the Ciyuan Hall, but his son saw it, but Wang Xianger did not. It turned out that Liu E only wanted to let Wang Xianger's son into the palace at first, but she didn't want to let Wang Xianger into the palace. Now that Wang Xianger is in the palace, she is afraid that the officials will have something wrong with him.

Therefore, Wang Xiang'er was asked to go down to rest before Zhao Zhen came. Zhao Zhen didn't care. All his thoughts were on his son at this time.

Concubine Yang carefully observed the giggling baby in the cradle, who was teased by Zhao Zhen, and suddenly felt that the baby looked exactly like the official family when they were young, and they were carved out of the same mold. Looking at the child's loving eyes, he seemed to understand something immediately, but he didn't show anything, but became closer to Liu Yongnian.

Although Zhao Zhen got his wish to see his son, he didn't see Wang Xianger, so he couldn't help being a little disappointed. He deliberately stayed in the Ciyuan Hall for dinner, but he still didn't see Wang Xianger until the dinner was over. He felt depressed and couldn't help but After drinking a lot of wine, he was finally escorted back to the palace by the talented Liu Lanxiang.

And he mistook Liu Lanxiang for Wang Xiang'er in a daze, so a big battle was inevitable, he was able to make a fuss without drinking, and he was even more lively when he was drunk, so afterward, it took a few days for the talented Liu Lanxiang to calm down.

Zhao Zhen might feel a little bit sorry, so within a few days, he issued an imperial edict to seal the talented Liu Lanxiang as Jieyu.

(End of this chapter)