God don't even try to stop me from doing infrastructure!

When the three were chatting and laughing together, the ministers also talked about the new product that the king had shown off this year-thick cotton padded clothes stuffed with cotton.

"I heard that it is a new crop planted by His Highness the Son of God. The fruit it bears is like white clouds in the sky. It can be used to make soft cloth and fill clothes for warmth. It is a crop from the kingdom of God like golden wheat."

Hearing that it is such a useful plant, the yield is higher than that of flax, and it is softer than linen. Several officials were ready to move, so they sent a person to ask Yunze: "Your Highness, we heard that you brought a crop that produces white clouds."

Produce Baiyun?

Yunze understood when he heard it: "You guys are talking about cotton, right? I plan to let His Majesty and all the priests try planting it next year. If it is suitable, it will be promoted, just like the golden wheat. I don't know if everyone is interested. If you want to try planting, I have some leftover seeds here."

have!Yes there!

Not far away, Mr. Zuo Xiang, who had been buried in eating bread, heard their conversation. He spit out the food in his mouth (he still felt a little pain in his heart), and made two steps in three steps, not at all like an old man galloping. Come over: "His Royal Highness, are you talking about the snow-white and soft clumps of crops bestowed by the king?"

The king took so many quilts, except for a few favored children, the rest were given to respected ministers, and Prime Minister Zuo was one of them.And the benefits of cotton spread out in this way.

Yunze casually took the back pillow. It was a cylindrical pillow. He tore off the thread at one end and grabbed a ball of cotton: "Cotton, this is it."

The left minister held cotton as if he had found a treasure: "Your Highness, I don't know how much this crop can produce?" Taixi is not suitable for growing flax, so it often relies on foreign imports for fabrics, especially high-end fabrics.Taixi people can only exchange precious wool for cheap cloth from other countries.

Isn't the small country of Red Valley famous all over the world for its production and sales of linen?

The cotton yield per mu this year is more than 400 catties. Yunze converted this yield into the local unit of measurement.

"There are so many?" Zuo Xiang was overjoyed, "Your Highness, I want to try planting!"

Others listened to it and applied for trial planting one after another.

Yunze didn't expect everyone's attitude towards cotton to be so enthusiastic. He thought for two seconds and said: "Cotton can be given to everyone for trial planting, but not too much. Like golden wheat, it needs to be planted in rotation with beans. Moreover, I hope everyone can guarantee that even if cotton is easy to grow, don’t let cotton occupy too many fields.”

In order to make them realize the importance of this matter, Yunze told a short story.

The story goes like this:

Country A grows grain and cotton, but it is suitable for growing grain, and country B grows grain and cotton, but it is suitable for growing cotton.Country A has been spying on country B for a long time, so it has an idea to buy cotton from country B with its own grain.

The people of country B didn't think deeply about it. When they saw that they could get more grain from selling cotton than they could grow, they desperately planted cotton.In the past three years, cotton has been planted on the seventh floor of country B, and the food is basically exchanged for cotton.

But this year, country A stopped buying cotton, country B couldn't get enough food, there was a famine in the country, civil strife broke out, and country A easily broke through.

Yunze wanted to use this story to remind the king, priests, and ministers that no matter how good the cotton or other cash crops are, food comes first, and they should never hand over the national rations to other countries.Of course, it might be that he was overthinking. At this time, Taixi hadn't solved a series of problems caused by the reduction in grain production, and they had a deep understanding of the troubles of food shortage.

"His Royal Highness, thank you for your generosity and kindness. Your wisdom is like a lamp in the hands of people passing by at night. Taixi has you, it is like a boat with extra sails." Prime Minister Zuo stood up, folded his hands in front of his chest, Bow deeply to Yun Ze.

This little story seems to be about cotton and grain, but it actually has a far-reaching meaning. It warns people to distinguish priorities and not to lose themselves because of interests.For Yunze, it is a short story that later generations will use to educate and entertain, and in this era, it is the words of a sage who is deafening.

Yunze hastily pulled him up: "You are overrated."

After that, many people came to toast with wine glasses, and Yunze drank a lot.The local wine has a low alcohol content, but the second brewing after Yunze filtration has a higher alcohol content than the original version, so after drinking more than a dozen glasses, you will feel a little dizzy.

Most of Curry's dinner parties have a tradition of going on until midnight. Yunze has this plan in mind, but the biological clock is quite shameless, and he is a little drunk. Before the deepest part of the night, he is already a little bit overwhelmed , leaning against a big pillow, drowsy, with messy hair on the floor.

Menis carefully supported him, looking at those misty blue eyes, his heart suddenly softened.Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand, which was becoming more and more translucent in the candlelight, put one hand on his slender waist, and said softly: "Your Highness, you have done well, you can go to rest."

Seeing that it was Menis, Yunze sniffed the familiar scent, and approached him a little closer: "Really?"

"Really." Menis said with a smile, "This banquet, the guests will definitely never forget it."

Prince Sham was already preparing to leave the banquet, and now that Yunze was about to leave, he also came up to him: "I happen to be sleepy too, why don't we come together?"

"Your Highness, Son of God." The fourth prince Lanche came with Prince Sham, and he looked at Yunze shyly.This is a very sunny boy. He is very similar to Sham, but his temperament is quite different. He looks more shy and has very bright eyes.

"Okay." Yunze was indeed sleepy. Someone handed him a ladder, and he naturally climbed along it.He apologized to the others present, and then led the two princes out of the lively room with Menis.Molly, who had been guarding the door, and the two prince's attendants quickened their pace to catch up, and followed steadily within a few steps.

"Tsk." The rest of the people who remained frowned regretfully. As soon as Shenzi left, it seemed that the excitement and brilliance were taken away, and they lost interest.

The temperature outside the room was a few degrees lower, and Yunze wore a lot of clothes, so a little wind didn't bother him, but Prince Lanche was hurt before, and he might not be fully recovered. He sneezed as soon as he went out, and then his face turned red Tong looked at Yunze and the others in embarrassment.

Menis was about to order his followers to get a cloak, but saw that Yunze had already taken off the white rabbit fur cloak and put it on Lan Che.

Lan Che's face turned even more reddened, and the cloak was very warm, carrying the warmth and fragrance of Yunze's body.

Prince Sham on the side frowned and wanted to take off his cloak, but was stopped by Yunze: "I'm not cold."

He shook Sham's hand with his hand, "Look, is it warm?"

Yunze's hand was very warm and soft, and Sham enjoyed the feeling of putting his hands on his own very much.It's a pity that beauty is always short-lived, and the hands were quickly retracted, leaving only the warm touch that lingered for a long time.

"You take the two highnesses to the prepared room." Meinis said to the two maids, and took Yunze's hand by himself, "I will take His Highness Shenzi back to rest first, and the two highnesses please go at your own pace."

The two princes who were left in place looked at each other, and felt that this cousin was a bit annoying for the first time.

"Molly, are you serving the Son of God today? Amei is not here?" Menis took half of his cloak and wrapped it around Yunze.Yunze leaned against him, looking a little confused.

Molly bowed and saluted: "Go back to Lord Menis, His Highness the Son of God let Amei rest for a few days."

"Rest? Why?" Menis was a little confused, Amei has always done a good job, what did she do to be rejected?

Molly tugged at her sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Amei, she has a little water drop, His Highness Shenzi asked her to rest more, so as not to catch the cold." The more she talked, the redder Molly's face became. Intimate topics are embarrassing.

Menis, the young priest who's 'steel and straight except for God's son', didn't change his expression. He just ordered Molly to fetch hot water and then add charcoal to the stove in the room. Take it to the room.

Molly came back quickly with hot water, and there were two heaters in the room.She wrung out the hot towel, and was about to go up to wipe Yunze's face by herself, when Mines stretched out a hand, palm spread out, asking Molly to give him the towel.

"Turn around, Shenzi doesn't like to be watched." He said.

If it was Amei, he didn't have to order, she had someone prepare hot water and a stove.And at this time, she will also give him the towel with great insight, and draw the curtain for them by the way, Menis thought so, and ordered Molly to close the curtain: "His Royal Highness has drunk wine, if the wind blows now, I'm going to have a headache tomorrow."

Molly froze for a second before handing the towel to Menis, and then drew the curtain.You can only see the vague shadow inside, but the sound becomes clear at this time.

Molly listened to the sound of Xixi Suosuo's clothes being untied and falling off, and she thought to herself: I heard that Master Meinis is very domineering, and she used to defend Meinis all the time, because Meinisi looked quite gentle, but she didn't expect it to be true. How domineering!

His Highness Shenzi was drunk, and he didn't dislike being looked at by others.It is obvious that he is domineering, and no one is allowed to see it.

Menis reached out and wiped Yunze's face and neck with his hand, then washed the towel again, and continued to wipe his hands.He took off Yunze's lambskin boots, just as the towel touched his feet, Yunze, who was almost asleep, shrank his feet, his eyes didn't open, and he hummed: "itch."

"Okay, I'll take it easy." Menis coaxed him softly, and Yunze was coaxed away again just like that.

After Menis wiped the sweaty areas for him, Yunze had already fallen asleep. He was going to change into his pajamas to make him sleep more comfortably, but now he had no choice but to cover Yunze with a quilt and put Hair was combed out from the back of the neck and scattered on the pillow.

"Night, Yunze." He called Yunze's name in a very low voice, which even Molly outside the curtain couldn't hear clearly.

He put the curtain back up again to keep the wind out.Molly and the others carefully picked up the basin and exited the room. They were very careful and did not make any unnecessary noise.

"His Highness Shenzi drank a lot of wine today, he may wake up at night, please be careful and pay attention to the movement in the house." Meinis whispered to the guard at the door, "There are many guests here today, but no matter who they are, no one is allowed to approach His Highness Shenzi s room."

"Yes."

"Master Meinis, on your clothes." A guard pointed to Meinisi's shoulder, where there was a strand of hair reflecting the light source.

Menis picked it up, it was silver, and he put away his hair: "You take good care of His Highness the Son of God."

He walked into his room, and the silver-gray curly hair was rolled into a ball and put into a small gold box inlaid with many jewels. There were more than a dozen of the same silver-gray curly hair in it.

Next door to Menis, Yunze's room, a place covered by heavy curtains, the sleeping person opened his eyes, and there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

He stared at the ceiling for a while, then suddenly laughed silently.

"Good night, Menes."