Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

It is true that Wen Xiuyi cannot come back for the time being, because he is busy showing the emperor how to use the sewing machine.

Watching a piece of cloth just pass by and then sewed up, not to mention the emperor, even King Fu next to him was amazed. With that look in his eyes, he wished he could get his hands dirty and do it himself.

"Come on, come on, let me try." No one in the imperial study room expected that the majestic emperor would be in front of the world, but at this time, he was rolling up his sleeves and eager to give it a try.

Qiu Zhi on the side simply didn't notice.

Can Wen Xiuyi resist the decree? Obviously not.

Then the same scene appeared. The emperor in his fifties, wearing a dragon robe, sat in front of a sewing machine, holding cloth in his hand and stepping on the sewing machine.

"Hey, why don't you move?"

"Your Majesty, you must turn this one first, and then step on this one."

"Yeah, yeah, it's moving."

"Ouch, how can I stop? I can't stop."

"hiss……"

The emperor's hand was successfully pricked by a sewing machine needle, which frightened several people.

Wen Xiuyi knelt down with a plop.

"Brother Emperor, are you okay?" Prince Fu quickly stepped forward to check.

The emperor waved his hand and smiled: "No problem, it's a small problem." When he turned around, Wen Xiuyi had already knelt down.

However, the emperor didn't take it to heart yet. He quickly stepped forward and pulled Wen Xiuyi up, saying with emotion: "My beloved, I am so lucky to have you in Annan. Get up quickly."

"Your Majesty, are you injured?" Wen Xiuyi asked cautiously. After all, this was an era when the emperor would be beheaded and his whole family wiped out by just touching him. He didn't want to harm a whole family.

The emperor glanced at his fingers, whose needle holes could no longer be seen, and said, "A small injury, it doesn't matter."

Wen Xiuyi breathed a sigh of relief, and he was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.

After so many years of quality education, this is the first time he has seen an ancient emperor. Although he has the memory of his predecessor, it would be false to say that he is not nervous. What if he says something wrong and does something wrong? Be careful but your head will move.

Prince Fu saw Wen Xiuyi's nervousness and quickly spoke to help him out: "Brother Emperor, are you relieved now? I just said Brother Wen is very powerful."

The emperor glared at him, but without any intention of blaming him, he said angrily: "Yes, yes, it's all because of your discerning eye."

"That's right, the emperor's eyes are just for you, my dear brother." Prince Fu flattered him by the way.

"You." The emperor raised his hand helplessly and nodded at him: "You are already a father at this age, but you are still so ungrateful. Okay, I will mark your merits."

After saying that, the emperor returned to sit on the couch and looked at them. His eyes passed over Qiu Zhi without any trace. The man who had not spoken since he entered the door and saluted, sighed helplessly in his heart, and finally said He set his sights on Wen Xiuyi.

"My dear, regarding the new grains, you and Magistrate Chen asked for financial support before. I didn't mean not to give you the money. The main reason is... well, there are always some people in the court who like to go against me."

The emperor looked like there was nothing he could do about it. Wen Xiuyi understood instantly and said quickly: "Your Majesty, I all understand."

Anyway, it's not the emperor's problem.

The emperor was in a good mood.

"Tell me, what reward do you want?" the emperor asked.

Wen Xiuyi trembled, could he ask for this thing by himself? He didn't dare either.

So, kneel down and be humble.

"Thunder, rain, and dew are all your kindness, and all ministers will do the same."

The emperor laughed when he heard this. What a man. This is a difficult problem thrown to him. If the new grain is such a big thing, if we don't reward it properly, I'm afraid it will be hard to stop the people of the world from talking about it. What's more, there is another person. As for the yield of rice, it is worth thousands of gold per mu, which is something that has never happened in Annan’s history.

Any of these things, even giving him a title is not an exaggeration.

However, this matter still needs to be carefully considered.

"Okay, okay, good thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness. Then I will take care of it myself."

Wen Xiuyi secretly cursed that you would not give it to me anyway, but he responded respectfully: "It's all up to your Majesty."

After talking about this, the emperor turned his attention to the sewing machine again and asked: "What's the name of the down jacket you gave to Prince Fu last year? Are you still making it this year?"

Regarding his daughter, Wen Xiuyi answered honestly: "Your Majesty, I have done it. My incompetent daughter, ah, is the girl who tinkered with the sewing machine with the prince, and set up a down jacket factory with her sworn sister. This sewing machine was thought up in order to increase production, and she actually made it by accident. No, the production can be increased this year. Chen Na's adopted daughter also arrived in the capital a few days ago, saying that she was planning to open a sewing machine in the capital. A shop.”

"Oh? Really?" The emperor raised his eyebrows. If that were the case, everyone in the palace could prepare some.

Prince Fu then spoke: "Yes, brother Huang, the shop has been opened, and it's called Yuyi Pavilion. The princess helped set up the shop."

Wen Xiuyi looked slightly sideways, this was really fast.

The emperor nodded: "Let the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs go back later."

King Fu said happily: "That's great. With the order from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, we won't be afraid that Yuyi Pavilion's business will be bad."

The emperor smiled: "You seem quite happy, but it's not your shop."

"Hehe." King Fu glanced at Wen Xiuyi secretly and said with a smile: "Brother, you don't understand. The relationship between brother Chen and brother Wen. Brother Wen's daughter is brother Chen's daughter. Of course, the father I hope my children can make more money."

Wen Xiuyi frowned slightly. His words seemed to be right and wrong at the same time.

However, the emperor raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Prince Fu, but said nothing more.

The emperor chatted with Wen Xiuyi for a while about the new grain. The emperor asked questions, and Wen Xiuyi answered them. In the end, they had nothing to talk about. Seeing that the atmosphere was getting awkward, the emperor sighed slightly and looked at Qiu Zhi.

"Mr. Qiu still refuses to talk to me?"

Wen Xiuyi quickly lit up his eyes with gossip. Prince Fu quietly pulled him and winked at him. Wen Xiuyi quickly lowered his head.

Qiu Zhi, who had been serving as the backdrop, saluted: "Common people don't dare."

This cherished word was like gold, which made the emperor feel sad and angry.

Forget it, as long as the person comes back, there will always be opportunities for other things in the future. Thinking of this, the emperor said: "Now that you are back, go visit your uncle. Over the years, his health has become worse and worse."

Qiu Zhi had no expression on his face: "The common people obey the decree."

The emperor thought of Datou again and asked, "I heard that you have adopted an adopted son?"

Qiu Zhi thought of Datou, his eyes softened a little, and he saluted: "Your Majesty, yes."

The emperor read Wen Xiuyi again.

Wen Xiuyi quickly saluted: "Your Majesty, this is my youngest son Wen Zhao."

The emperor nodded: "I heard from King Fu that he is an extremely smart child. If you have time, bring him into the palace to show me."