Zhao Jun stepped into the hall.
The space inside is not very big, with only a few tables.
The table was covered with food, but she only glanced at it briefly.
Ying Zheng was sitting at the front table and looked towards her when he heard the voice.
Zhao Jun walked up with a smile and greeted him as usual.
"How are you, my king? I haven't seen you for a few months. You are still as charming as ever."
Ying Zheng was wearing the same black dragon robe that hadn't changed for thousands of years, and a jade crown. He put away the sharpness in his eyes and glanced at her indifferently.
"Qing Zhao, you must have been exhausted from the journey. I see you have lost a lot of weight."
Ying Zheng frowned slightly.
"No, it's all for the Qin State. My hard work is nothing."
Zhao Jun said this with a smile, and invited Qingliu to sit at the table next to him.
Following closely behind was Meng Yi who also walked in.
"Now that you're all here, please take your seats. I've asked the palace kitchen to prepare a lot of food for you to try."
Ying Zheng waved and asked several people to take a seat.
As soon as Zhao Jun sat down, he realized that the food on the table was really rich.
Lamb, fish, chicken, and even a small hot pot.
Zhao Jun was immediately attracted by the food on the table. You know, she missed the taste of hot pot so much.
She stared at the food on the table, waiting for Ying Zheng's order to start eating.
Wait, she saw a small bowl beside the table, smelled it, and it turned out to be tofu pudding. She didn’t expect that the people in the kitchen could even make tofu pudding.
Zhao Jun couldn't help but take a deep breath, letting the fragrance quickly rush into my nose.
At that time, the hall was quiet and everyone was waiting for Ying Zheng to speak.
Zhao Jun's heavy breathing immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Meng Yi and Qing Liu both looked straight at him.
Ying Zheng chuckled and looked at her helplessly.
"Okay, let's start the meal."
Ying Zheng had a lot to say and ask, but they were interrupted by Zhao Jun's inhalation.
Forget it, let’s wait until she finishes eating.
Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Jun who was eating heartily and shook his head helplessly.
But Zhao Jun has already put everything behind her.
The mutton is delicious and the hotpot is so tasty. I miss it so much.
It turns out that what she missed more than Ying Zheng was the hot pot from her hometown.
By the time Zhao Jun was finally full and lay down on the chair, holding her stomach, the other three had already finished eating for a long time and were looking at her silently.
After having a good meal and a good drink, Mr. Zhao came to his senses and sat up straight, ready to talk business.
"Haha, Your Majesty, I've been away for so long that I really miss the food from the kitchen. I'm sorry to have made you laugh."
Zhao Jun touched his mouth and said with a smile.
"Okay, I don't know you yet."
"Let's get down to business. Is the cotton you mentioned in your letter really a warming crop? Please elaborate."
This is what Ying Zheng is most concerned about at the moment, so of course he has to ask about it.
"Your Majesty, cotton is planted in May and matures in September and October. Mature cotton looks like a flower, but its stamens are white silky fibers. If you process this white silk fiber and stuff it into clothing, it can keep you warm. It can also be used to make other warming items."
Zhao Jun told the story slowly.
"Cotton planting is just my first step. When the cotton in Northland matures in September and October, I want to build a large cotton processing plant in Northland to make cotton into ready-made clothes and ship them to other places for sale."
"By building Beidi into a place with a seamless integration of cotton planting, production and delivery, people will think of cotton and cotton-free clothing when they mention Beidi. This will also bring a better life to the people of Beidi."
"Of course, this is just a long-term idea of mine. The specific actions to be taken later will definitely require the king's support."
After Zhao Jun finished speaking, she smiled embarrassedly. This was just a temporary idea of hers.
"Your idea is good, but everything has to wait until the cotton is grown."
Ying Zheng replied in a deep voice that he had already seen the benefits of this idea. If there were no problems with the cotton in the future, it would definitely work.
This Zhao Jun, every time she expresses her ideas in front of me, she will definitely succeed in the end.
Ying Zheng lowered his eyes to hide the thoughts in his heart.
Meng Yi, who was sitting on the other side, also pretended to pick up his wine glass.
Mr. Zhao is really good at economics.
"By the way, Hanzhong County sent a letter saying that you built terraced fields in a county in Hanzhong. What are those?"
Ying Zheng asked again.
Zhao Jun told him in detail about the construction of the terraced fields and basically told him about her life in the new city.
After everything was said and done, the hall fell into silence again.
"Ahem, it's getting late today. Would it be a waste of time if you stay here overnight?"
It was already evening when they arrived, and it was now dark.
When Zhao Jun got off the car, he thought that he would definitely rest here for the night.
Although they had traveled at night before, they mostly stayed in inns or in the wild.
Now that we are here at night, we don’t have to worry about missing a night’s rest.
"No, we will rest here tonight and set off tomorrow morning. Your Majesty, will you return to the palace later?"
The King of Zhao had not heard of Ying Zheng staying overnight outside.
"Well, I will rest here with Meng Yi for one night. Tomorrow, Meng Yi will go to the Northland with you."
What? Meng Yi wants to go with me!
How come after getting rid of Wang Deng, here comes Meng Yi.
Are you kidding? Zhao Jun just doesn’t know what Meng Yi is going to do?
"Your Majesty, what is Lord Meng going to do in the North? The North should not be short of manpower."
She glanced at Meng Yi silently.
A civil servant cannot be responsible for any kind of protection.
"Beidi is somewhat different from Hanzhong County and is still quite far from Xianyang. Besides, it would be safer to go with someone familiar in the court."
Ying Zheng paused and continued.
"Isn't Meng Tian on duty in Shangjun? Shangjun is not far from the Northland. He can stop by and take a look."
Oh, it turns out I can visit my relatives at the same time.
She didn't know before that Shangjun was not far from the north.
"Yes, Lord Zhao, I will trouble you from now on."
Meng Yi bowed and spoke politely.
"Mr. Meng, what are you talking about? You are too polite. We are bothering each other."
Zhao Jun was not opposed to bringing someone along. Besides, she had some friendship with Meng Yi, and everyone would have to obey her command when they arrived in the north.
"It's getting late. You're tired from driving. Go back and rest. I've already had the room cleaned."
It was late at night and Zhao Jun was indeed exhausted.
In fact, she was already a little sleepy after eating and drinking, and she couldn't help yawning when talking about rest.
"Okay, you're so sleepy, go and rest."
Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at her.
The woman covered her lips with her hands, her eyes were hazy, and her eyelashes were a little wet, probably the tears brought out by yawning just now.
Qingliu supported her and she followed the maid to her room.
Ying Zheng fell behind and looked at her back for a long time.
I didn't realize that the corners of my lips were slightly raised.
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