A house full of cannon fodder reads my mind. Who knows? I’m going crazy.

The emperor took his people along the same path where the third prince fell into the water.

[It seems that the third prince's life should not be cut off. There are so many roads, but the emperor chose this one. 】

[Don’t be scared to death later, the Emperor! 】

Shen Shoufu and his wife raised their eyebrows. Listening to Yan Bao's thoughts, they knew that the third prince was here.

A concubine happened to be walking nearby and admired the lanterns curiously. The bright lanterns were so beautiful that the corners of the concubine's mouth raised when she saw them.

At this moment, the palace maid next to her sharply noticed that there seemed to be a person lying on the water. She was so frightened that the palace maid screamed: "Ahhhh, a dead person!"

The concubine was also frightened and screamed: "Help!"

Soon, everyone was alarmed.

The emperor looked coldly and saw a person floating on the cold lake. He was facing down and his face was invisible. The clothes on his body were a bit familiar. The emperor's expression changed slightly: "Pull the person up."

The guards were quick to fish out the third prince who had fallen into the water.

Seeing his livid face clearly, the guards' expressions changed: "It's the third prince!"

Everyone was sighing: "Why is he the third prince?"

"No wonder I didn't see the Third Prince along the way!"

"do you died?"

As soon as these words were spoken, no one dared to say a word, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into dead silence, making people dare not breathe.

At this time, the imperial doctor came. Looking at the ashen-faced third prince, he asked the guards to step aside. The imperial doctor checked him and thought he was hard. Who knew he could still hear a faint heartbeat.

The imperial doctor said: "Your Majesty, the third prince is still alive, please take him to a warm place quickly, otherwise..."

Although this son discredited himself and refused to save him in front of so many people, the emperor still couldn't do it. He waved his hand and asked the guards to carry him away for treatment. He was lucky to be able to save him.

It would be his life if he couldn't be saved.

How much my son liked him before, but now he is so disappointed.

Especially when he fooled around with a sick girl from a brothel and got sick, which brought discredit to the royal family. The third prince was no longer in the eyes of the emperor.

The third prince narrowly escaped death and suffered from a high fever. After being saved by the imperial doctor, he finally regained consciousness three days later, as if he had died.

After soaking in the cold lake water for too long, the third prince's body was not damaged. Now he is a sick man. He is lucky to be able to save his life. He is now afraid of the cold, is still weak, and keeps coughing.

It's incomparable to before.

Xiao Sunzi knelt in front of the third prince, his head bruised: "Master clearly noticed that the slave really pushed the little mute into the water. Who knew that it was the master who fell into the water in the end."

"Even if you give me ten courages, I won't dare to murder my master. I really don't know what's going on." Xiao Sunzi was trembling, but he also wanted his master to die a hundred times without holding him accountable.

He didn't dare to take action, so he could only wait for his master to wake up and punish him.

The third prince almost coughed out his lungs, his face turned red, and his chest felt like a blower. He coughed uncomfortably: "Get out."

Xiaozunzi didn't get what he wanted, so he ran away after the disaster.

The third prince calmed down for a while, then slumped on the bed weakly: "Here comes someone."

The third prince's secret guard appeared: "How is the investigation going? How did that little mute do it that night and let me fall into the water instead of her?"

The secret guard lowered his head and said in shame: "This subordinate is incompetent."

The third prince closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the hatred in his eyes could not be dispelled: "I will never give up and let people continue to stare at the little mute. I want to see what kind of magic she has."

During the Double Ninth Festival last year, the woman who was originally Concubine Li also said that there was something wrong with the little mute. She was obviously the one who was pushed down, but how could she end up being herself, in exactly the same situation as herself.

The third prince asked: "Is the one from Li Fei Palace still alive?"

"Alive."

"Very good." The third prince secretly clenched his fists. After he regained his health, he would personally ask the woman what happened when she climbed Longji Mountain to confirm that the little mute was indeed a monster.

Wouldn't it be difficult to deal with a monster?

Just burn him to death.

When I thought of the little mute being burned to death in the fire, pleading in despair, I felt relieved.

Yan Bao didn't know that he was being targeted. After returning from the palace, Chief Shen and the others went to court to work. Yan Bao and Mrs. Shen were not idle either. The situation on the glass side had not made much progress yet, so Yan Bao was not in a hurry.

They went to the yellow peach orchard and invited many villagers to work to plant cultivated yellow peach trees on the nearby hills.

People were also sent out to look for other fruit trees, such as apricot trees.

Apricots can also be canned by then.

They also bought a flat piece of land outside the city and built a cannery. The blueprints were planned by Yanbao and handed over to the person in charge to build the factory. When the yellow peaches fall in June or July, it can be put into use.

Yan Bao also asked people to dig a large warehouse to store the canned food. Now he has stored a lot of ice cubes to cool down in the summer.

In this era, the cost of saltpeter and ice is too high, so we can only stock up on ice in advance.

Yan Bao was busy with things at the factory, and there was progress at the glass factory.

It is now the end of February, and everything is recovering, blooming, and cultivating.

Yan Bao looked at where Brother Shen got the glass. The glass made according to the container she gave was still a little flawed. After all, the technology was not that mature and was still in the experimental stage.

Yan Bao was not very satisfied.

Brother Shen was already amazed by the glass in the glass factory, but who knew it hadn't met Yan Bao's requirements yet.

Yan Bao asked those people to continue thinking and experimenting, and they must get the glass jar out regardless of the cost.

They had money and time, and without eating or drinking, a month later, they made another batch of pretty good glass cans.

There was nothing wrong with the transparency or the glass itself this time, it was just what Yan Bao wanted.

Facing Brother Shen's nervous gaze, Yan Bao smiled and nodded: "It's not easy. I finally made it. If I still can't make it, I'll have to do it myself." 】

[Tens of thousands of taels but not a hundred flowers, which is gratifying. 】

Brother Shen breathed a sigh of relief: "Yan Bao, can you give me this glass jar?"

This was the first time he had seen such a pure and transparent glass jar, and he wanted to show it to his wife. If she liked it, he would give it to her.

Yan Bao nodded: [It’s not just glass jars. When the supply of jars is enough, I can make other things, such as glass cups, glass bottles, glass bowls, glass dishes, fruit plates, etc.]

[As long as porcelain can do anything, glass can also be made, and it can also be used as windows, which are much better than screen windows and paper windows. 】

Brother Shen thought for a moment, how luxurious it would be if the windows were made of glass!

The process was determined, and soon, glass jars were mass-produced.

It is said to be a large amount, but it is all manual and not modern technology. It is all machines. It is not easy to make a hundred glass jars every day, and the output is indeed not high.

Fortunately, practice makes perfect, and after half a month, there were 150 in a day.

Two hundred and fifty a day after a month.

Later, the number of glass jars that could be maintained at three hundred per day was already the limit.

Yan Bao is already very satisfied.

She selected a batch of good glass jars and gave two to each family member for them to play with.

After receiving the glass jar, Shen Shoufu looked at the glass jar carefully, it was more transparent than crystal. Things are clearly visible when placed inside. There is also a wooden lid that can be sealed by simply twisting it.

Of course, it cannot be completely sealed, which is a bit troublesome.

If it contains liquid or something, it will easily seep out if it is turned upside down.

Yan Bao knows that with glass jars, the lids of fruit cans cannot be made of wood, as the wood will shrink. If it is sealed with glass jars, the lids will be damaged easily if they are not empty.

In this era of iron control, it was impossible for ordinary people to come into contact with raw iron. It was not that easy for her to make a stainless steel lid.

Having come to this point, her canned fruit cannot be defeated by the lid.