Always Dress Up as the Boss [Quick Transmigration]

After sleeping all night, the emperor realized belatedly that he seemed to have missed the appointment?

Before he could figure out how to compensate Ah Bai, he received the method of saving money discussed last night from his father's secret guard. He was so happy that he immediately ran to see the method, and went to court. I lost a little bit of thought.

As for Qin Bai?

It just so happens that he is poor, and when he is rich, he will make up for it, and Ah Bai will forgive him, right?

The news was sent back to another palace, and the dark guard secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Yuan, who was washing his hands, paused and silently looked up at the top of his head.

"I heard it."

The dark guard was silent for a while.

"It's because the subordinates are not good at learning."

"I'm afraid you have too many things hidden in your heart."

After Yuan Zhuo finished speaking, he put on his coat and waved.

"Let's go, the restaurant is still waiting for the renovation to be completed. Today I plan to go to see the field, and there will be less people digging the ground."

The dark guard was silent on the beam, but he still floated down like a fallen leaf.

"Yes."

Just dig the ground, it's not as hard as his martial arts training.

In the fields in the suburbs of Beijing, when Yuan Zhuo arrived, he could see Mo Muwen plowing the fields from a distance.

He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took a few steps to stop Mo Muwen.

"Why did you go to the ground yourself?"

Seeing him coming, Mo Muwen quickly picked up an extra-large leaf from the side and covered his head.

"Why did the Supreme Emperor come down? The sun is vicious here, and the body of the Supreme Emperor's daughter..."

"Since you know that the sun is vicious, your body shouldn't come down to the ground."

Yuan Zhuo didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and reprimanded him, a courtier who didn't know how to take care of his body, angrily.

Being scolded by him, Mo Muwen was not only not angry, but also felt happy in his heart.

However, his face was still serious and he said, "The emperor himself went to the ground. As a subject, how can I just watch? It's just a little farm work, I'm fine..."

The more he spoke, the softer he was, Yuan Zhuo nodded in satisfaction when he finally knew how to shut up obediently.

"I know your idea is good, but you don't have to do everything yourself, and the right way is to arrange resources reasonably. What I want is your brain, not anything else."

Speaking of which, Yuan Zhuo glanced at the farm tools in Mo Muwen's hands, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Is this the farm tool used to plow the ground?"

He took it and tried it.

Just once, he frowned.

He didn't look carefully just now, but after trying it, he realized that this hoe-shaped farm tool looked like an iron product at first glance, but in fact only the front end was made of iron.

He turned up the top side to look at it, and was stunned.

The iron block on it looks rusty, and there are countless small holes on it, which is caused by long-term use.

This gap is more than the mouth of a seven or eight-year-old child who has replaced his teeth. Needless to say, such a farm tool is not easy to use.

Yuan Zhuo stared at the hoe for a long time before turning to ask Mo Muwen.

"People, are they all using such farm tools?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Muwen shook his head.

"The emperor is joking, this is ironware. Ironware has been controlled since ancient times, and it is not easy for the common people to buy such ironware. Besides, our ironmaking has always been inferior to the Fire Kingdom, so..."

"Is it difficult for the common people to buy such a piece of iron?"

Yuan Zhuo tapped the piece of iron with his fingers.

Indeed, the sound is muddy, and it looks like it has different thicknesses. It is a very inferior refined product.

"If it is difficult, it is also difficult. If it is easy to say, it is also very easy."

Mo Muwen talked, but gradually closed his mouth.

Yuan Zhuo sensed that something was wrong, "What's wrong? Can't we say that?"

Is there anything else he can't know?

Mo Muwen shook his head quickly, "It's not impossible to say."

He hesitated and sighed.

"It's this ironware, it's really too expensive."

Only then did he talk to Yuan Zhuo.

Their country has always lagged behind other countries in iron smelting technology, so for a long time, they have spent a lot of silver on buying iron from other countries.

It’s just that the purchase of ironware is mainly for arming the army to prevent other countries from invading, and the price of ironware is also very high. Therefore, the weapons in the army have always been unusable, so the scrap iron furnaces are used to recast them into farm tools.

As a result, the number of agricultural tools produced is already very small.

In addition, in order to control ironware, everyone who bought farm tools had to register and register, and the procedures were cumbersome.

With all these things, there are really not many people who can have ironware.

After Mo Muwen finished speaking, he touched his temples again.

"Besides, cracks are inevitable after iron has been used for a long time. If there is a blacksmith, he can repair it. However, there are not many blacksmiths. Many villages almost have to go to the town to find it. It is too troublesome."

Yuan Zhuo was silent after listening.

He could tell that it was all because of one thing in the final analysis - the treasury was empty!

but.

Smelting iron.

Yuan Zhuo thought about it, and he seemed to have a little impression.

He might have a solution for this.

"Let's go. Since this is the case, let's solve the most fundamental problems first."

Yuan Zhuo threw the farm tool back casually, and Mo Muwen subconsciously caught it with his backhand.

Yuan Zhuo's pupils shrank slightly, and a few thoughts flashed through his mind for a moment, but he quickly returned to calm.

He walked to Mo Muwen's side calmly and patted his upper arm.

"Take me to see the iron smelting place first."

The touch from the fingertips is very familiar, this is definitely not a strong arm that a long-term weak person can have.

He lied.

Yuan Zhuo's heart sank slightly, he turned his face to look carefully at Mo Muwen's expression, only to realize that he had preconceived it before.

At first glance, Mo Muwen's complexion was not very good, but upon closer inspection, he found that the skin on his face was in good condition, and he was a little flushed after being exposed to the scorching sun.

but……

Yuan Zhuo looked at Mo Muwen wearing clothes that were much tighter than him, and looked at the thick gloves on his hands, feeling puzzled.

But why did Mo Muwen tell such a lie?

It's such a hot day, but he still has to endure wearing thick clothes and gloves, why is he bothering?

Yuan Zhuo really finds it very puzzling.

He couldn't figure it out in his heart, but he didn't intend to ask.

Mo Muwen is his subject, he doesn't need to know everything about Mo Muwen, especially his private affairs.

Mo Muwen didn't know that he had been exposed, so he dutifully brought Yuan Zhuo to the place in charge of iron smelting.

But before he went in, he suddenly turned around to block Yuan Zhuo's sight, and stuttered when he spoke.

"Don't read it, the Supreme Emperor! It's an insult to the gentleman! It's an insult to the gentleman!"

"What is disrespectful?"

Yuan Zhuo blocked his hand, and then looked forward.

Not far ahead, several dark old men were sitting in front of a dilapidated building chatting with their muscular upper bodies exposed.

One of the old men looked over inadvertently, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

He stood up abruptly, kicked each of the old men next to him, and then hurried over and knelt on the ground.

"Chen, I have seen the Supreme Emperor!"

Yuan Zhuo raised his eyebrows.

"Do you recognize me?"

The old man was apprehensive and fearful, "Naturally, I recognize that I was promoted by the Supreme Emperor to get this official position."

As he spoke, he glanced back again, and those old men hurried over and knelt down.

"That's right, I happen to have something to ask you."

Yuan Zhuo waved his hand to signal them to get up, and the old men all stood up with a clatter.

Mo Muwen couldn't bear it anymore, and whispered in Yuan Zhuo's ear.

"Your Majesty, why don't you ask them to put on the clothes first?"

As he spoke, he glared at the big men again.

How decent is it in front of the Supreme Emperor!

The old man in the lead also sensed that something was wrong, hurriedly asked people to leave, and found a coat to put on himself.

Putting on his clothes, he suddenly looked at Yuan Zhuo submissively.

"I don't know if the Supreme Emperor is here, what's the matter?"

"Do you have iron ore here now? I want to see your iron smelting technology."

Yuan Zhuo looked around and could see how bad their country's iron smelting technology was.

Otherwise, the place wouldn't look so run-down.

"Now? But this iron won't be smelted in a short while?"

The old man opened his mouth slightly.

"It's okay, I have abdicated now, there is plenty of time."

Yuan Zhuo has said so, and the old man is not good at delaying.

He talked to a few other old men, and when he was really in a hurry, he started to fight.

This process is actually extremely boring.

Burn the fire, melt the iron ore, and strike the iron.

It would be fine if it was in modern times. In the ancient times when there was no air conditioner or fan, even if Yuan Zhuo stood at a farther place, his clothes would still be soaked in sweat very quickly.

His handkerchief was so sweaty that he could wring out water.

Yuan Zhuo wiped his sweat again, and found that wiping the sweat was futile, so he couldn't help but sighed.

"Now I can understand why they took off their clothes."

This is really hot enough, who can stand it!

Mo Muwen stood by and listened, gritting his teeth.

He struggled to look at his gloves, and after thinking twice, he took a step forward and spoke softly.

"I have a way to let the Supreme Emperor cool down, but I ask the Supreme Emperor to forgive the crime of disrespect."

Yuan Zhuo glanced at him in surprise, "Is there any way? Don't ask me to do it directly. It's too late for me to reward you. What will punish you?"

Mo Muwen was not optimistic in his heart, but he didn't want to see the person in front of him dripping with sweat.

He took off his right hand glove, and said very softly, I don't want rewards extravagantly, I just want the Supreme Emperor to know, and let the minister work for the Supreme Emperor.

The white right hand touched Yuan Zhuo's wrist, and a strange coolness rushed from the wrist to the whole body. The heat wave in front of him seemed to be driven out of the body in an instant, and Yuan Zhuo's eyes widened in shock.

"This is, internal force?"

Seeing that there was only surprise in his eyes, Mo Muwen felt a little relieved.

He nodded lightly.

"Exactly."

Yuan Zhuo sighed suddenly.

"No wonder, I'm just surprised that you wear such thick clothes all day long, and you don't know how to be afraid of the heat. It turns out that internal energy is so easy to use."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the internal force transmitted from his wrist started intermittently.

Looking up, Yuan Zhuo was stunned.

Mo Muwen's eyes were filled with an expression of wanting to cry, as if I'm sorry, I'm a sinner and I'm guilty.

This look is really, a bit too familiar.

The author has something to say: So here comes the problem!

Excuse me!

Why did Yuan's father find this expression familiar?

Under what circumstances did Yuan Yuan see this expression?

嘿嘿嘿，嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿。感谢在2020-04-2820:42:17~2020-04-2911:56:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 for Ye Jinjin; 1 for Buddhism;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!