Huan Yue slumped on the throne.

After thinking for a long time, I realized she might have really hit her head.

Of course, this is just an excuse.

She's been here for almost a year now, enough time to experience a great deal of things.

Just like how some people need six months to adapt to a new environment, some need three months, and some can become one with their surroundings in just three days.

Huan Yue has also become one of the main force, but he is still not very clear about the situation in Sheng'an and the world.

Some of the young ladies do have a bit of a personality, but to be honest, they don't want to be matchmakers.

Being a matchmaker is not easy. Although she might have to consider it because of her reputation, if things don't go well, her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law might complain. Why should she do it?

Besides, she's not a big deal. Can't the Di family even solve this problem? They probably just don't want to.

Di Shan was not the eldest son, and his personality was not very stable.

His family members, who dote on him, may still treat him like a child, so it won't have an impact if he's a few years younger.

If it really came down to it, he could probably pick any young lady or princess in the world.

Huan Yue stopped thinking about it.

Even if Han Yingying came, how much power could she possibly have?

A married daughter is no longer delicate. From the Qiang family to the Dou family, they can all control her completely.

They had to give her some face to let her perform, after all, it was the Han family who asked the Di family for help.

The Han family's daughter was anxious, but the Di family's son was not.

Xie Zhou returned close to dusk.

Huan Yue was still dozing off here, but he seemed much more energetic.

This is absolutely not good. Huan Yue wanted to punch that scoundrel just looking at him.

Xie Zhou immediately became aroused! His wife wanted to fight with him, so he pounced on her and started making out with her.

The palace maids watched from the side, thinking that His Highness had a death wish.

Just as his wife was about to explode, Xie Zhou carried her into the house, closed the door, and prevented outsiders from seeing her.

The palace maid smiled strangely, for His Highness was used to holding the Empress like a child.

The Empress is sometimes very naive. As for the matters between the Di and Han families, it's not appropriate for her, whether she's surnamed Pei or Chang, to interfere.

The Han family is the maternal family of the sage; if they are unhappy, it will not benefit the empress.

Han Oumo's situation is special; her whole family is disliked.

As for Han Yingying, she was made the Empress Dowager's crown princess, so it was even more inappropriate for the Empress to make a move against her.

Inside, Xie Zhou was holding his wife, leaning against the couch.

Huan Yue leaned against him.

The dog-man is handsome, smells good, and is the male lead in a sweet romance novel.

Xie Zhou looked at his wife, kissed her, and laughed, "Do you know how popular privet and elm saplings are now?"

Huan Yue blinked. How angry was he?

Xie Zhou tidied her hair; even though it was a little messy, she still looked beautiful.

When will Huan Yue try an afro or a punk hairstyle?

Forget it, I can't just mess with my hair, or I might really fall out of favor.

Xie Zhou doted on him, his voice both magnetic and seductive: "The privet and elm saplings you sent to Chang Dalang are very popular in Changhe County."

Huan Yue understood; this must be involution. Otherwise, Sheng An wouldn't have taken it so seriously.

Many people treat it as a joke.

Xie Zhou said, "It is said that all those who are getting married these days are looking for saplings. Saplings have become very expensive."

Huan Yue said regretfully, "I should have stocked up more."

Xie Zhoule pinched her cheek; it felt really nice.

Huan Yue bit back.

Xie Zhou held his wife, supporting her from below.

Huan Yue lay down, still thinking about the saplings: "Two pairs are worth two taels of silver. If we hoard ten thousand pairs, that's twenty thousand taels of silver."

That's quite a lot. Xie Zhou stroked her and comforted her.

Huan Yue calculated for him: "There are at least three or four thousand trees per mu, and even if there are ten thousand pairs, it's only a few mu, so the cost is very small."

Xie Zhou smiled and nodded. He had missed out on hundreds of millions, but he would make it up to his wife later.

By the way, Xie Zhou asked his wife, "What kind of tree should we plant?"

Huan Yue said more seriously, "Actually, rare and precious trees are not easy to popularize."

Xie Zhou understood that elm trees were treasures.

Huan Yue jumped up again: "The development of Great Zhao cannot do without timber. Even with a large population, many places still need firewood for cooking, which means a lot of logging. It takes ten years to grow a tree, and some timber takes decades to mature."

Xie Zhou nodded; it was still a matter of planting more trees.

The development of Great Zhao requires not only grain and timber, but also talented people.

It's much better for a daughter-in-law to consider this issue than to act as a matchmaker.

Huan Yue was just talking nonsense. This matter is for the Grand Secretary to handle: “Trees like nanmu, silver fir, and sandalwood can be measured in centuries. These natural treasures can only be accumulated over time. Therefore, we should find a suitable place and plant one every year on our wedding anniversary.”

Xie Zhou immediately nodded, "That's wonderful! These trees are more meaningful than growing old together."

Xie Zhou said, "I'll go find a place, and we'll plant a grove of trees together. Which kind should we choose?"

Huan Yue said, "Let's see which type is suitable for the area around Sheng'an. If we force them to grow, they'll grow into something ugly and pathetic, which will only make us look bad. It's pointless to waste our energy on that. If it's a reasonable transformation, then we can consider it."

Xie Zhou nodded; his wife didn't like superficial things.

This is a case of the superiors influencing the subordinates.

If you are given privet and elm trees, you will plant a patch of them.

If you force people to plant trees like Phoebe zhennan, someone will definitely take advantage of the situation.

That would be a bad thing, not a good thing.

Huan Yue calculated: "Plant trees when you have a child, plant trees when you get married, and plant trees to express friendship."

Xie Zhou nodded, "It's all about planting more trees."

Huan Yue laughed and said, "I used to only know how to break willow branches, but from now on I'll plant trees instead. Of course, I'll bring willow branches with me when I plant them."

Xie Zhou nodded: "One can plant trees while serving as an official."

Huan Yue nodded, "That's true." However, "If a corrupt official emerges, people won't be able to criticize anyone anymore; they might be able to curse the tree to death instead."

Xie Zhou thought for a moment: "It's not impossible. Isn't it easy to get the audience's approval?"

Although officials may protect them, assassinations still occur. If ordinary people are driven to desperation, wouldn't they go on a rampage and destroy trees? Protecting them is difficult, but destroying them is easy.

Using a tree to represent a person, the person's name and the shadow of the tree take on a different meaning.

There have been many such cases throughout history.

For example, so-and-so planted it, or the sweetgum tree.

As more trees grow, it's like having more officials, but those who survive the test of time are the truly exceptional.

Although some corrupt officials may be lucky enough to grow good trees, the trees are innocent, and besides, the trees have also contributed to the cause.

Xie Zhou thought it was worthwhile to implement.

We won't force it; we'll take it slowly. After all, there are quite a few trees already.

What's urgent is that our wedding anniversary is coming up, and we need to choose a suitable place to plant trees.

If we're talking about growing old together, sixty or eighty years, how big would it be if there were eighty big trees?

A single old ginkgo tree can occupy half an acre to a full acre of land.

So, having dozens of acres of land is not that simple.

However, sandalwood cannot be planted randomly and will grow, or rather, it cannot be grown in batches; it must be cultivated individually.

Fortunately, planting trees wasn't a terrible thing; once Xie Zhou made the decision, someone was willing to do it.

Huan Yue was worried that it would be bad for him.

Xie Zhou kissed her; he should just give her some compensation.

Huan Yue punched him.

Xie Zhou, unafraid of death, pounced on his wife.

The palace maid was busy outside and overheard that His Highness had been beaten again.

The eunuch came over for a quick look, and it wasn't a big deal that the Han family mother and daughter wanted to enter the palace.

With neither the Empress Dowager nor the Empress in the palace, the Crown Princess was a distant figure.

The Crown Princess's entry into the Eastern Palace was not due to the Empress Dowager's merit, and she owes nothing to the Han family.