"Cloth, cloth?"

Li Zhi murmured a few times, "With that monkey's means, it shouldn't be necessary for him to come to me for such a small matter, right?"

Wu Zetian chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that someone used the goddess' tears to exchange for cloth a few days ago?"

Li Zhi slapped his thigh and said suddenly, "Yes, when I heard the word cloth, I felt something was wrong.

I felt that the glass drop was odd from the beginning, but I couldn't remember what was wrong. Now that I think about it all, I'm afraid it must be a new thing made by that kid.

Zhu Guichen, tell me everything that happened during your trip to Yuzhou."

Zhu Guichen immediately told Li Zhi and his wife how Wang Zheng was beaten, what Wang Zheng said to Zhangsun Wuji and Li Jingye afterwards, and Wang Zheng's idea of ​​revenge on the two families.

Li Jingye didn't respond, but handed Wang Zheng a letter and gestured to Wang Zheng, meaning that he would know after reading it.

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"Let him come."

Li Jingye curled his lips and said, "If you meet someone like Cheng Yaojin, as long as the benefits are enough, he will call you brother."

Wang Zheng took the letter and read it. There were six words written on the envelope: "Dearly addressed to Wang Zheng's nephew."

It took Wang Zheng more than a month to heal the wound on his butt. Recently, Wang Zheng has been sitting on a cotton cushion to go fishing every day.

Wang Zheng frowned a little, "What is he doing here? Zhang San hasn't come back yet."

"It's just a lotus."

Wang Ying sat on a small bamboo stool next to Wang Zheng and asked Wang Zheng curiously, "Brother, the emperor spanked you, so you weren't angry?"

When he learned that Wang Zheng was in Yuzhou, he wrote a letter. There was no other meaning in it, just to ask Wang Zheng to look after Li Jingye. If Li Jingye did anything wrong, he could just beat and scold him.

After the big box was lifted up and opened, it was full of glass products as expected. There were also a few pieces of white paper on the top, one of which recorded the secret recipe for making glass.

Wang Zheng felt a toothache and couldn't help asking, "Are people from Lingyan Pavilion like this?"

Yingniang stared at Li Jingye in amazement. Wang Zheng almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "What does Li Zhubo mean by this?"

In short, what I mean is that you have caused me so much trouble. Now I admit defeat and you have to find a way to help me make up for my losses.

The Duke's Mansion had lost money in business some time ago and was living a miserable life. Li Ji even went to buy vermicelli himself, so he and Wang Xian hit it off and became brothers.

Li Jingye thought about it, and finally took off his outer clothes, shoes and socks, and went into the water to help Wang Zheng dig up a few lotus roots.

"Is that so?"

"Master, Miss."

Li Zhi twitched his lips, feeling a bit troubled. The most important thing was that given Wang Zheng's personality, he must have started selling the Colored Glass Drops everywhere. Whether he sold them or not would not be able to prevent the price of this thing from plummeting.

Wang Zheng was indeed trying hard to sell glass at this time. As Zhang San was about to succeed, Wang Zheng sent other people to sell glass products up and down the Yangtze River.

A few months have passed, and the lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom. Yesterday, Wang Zheng asked Li Si to go into the water to pick out a few lotus roots to stew with pig's trotters.

Wu Zetian sighed and said quietly, "We can still find a way to make up for the trade with the Western Regions. Now that we have better colored glaze, it's only a matter of time before we make up for it.

"There are radish-like roots under the lotus. Go down and help me dig some up."

Li Si hurried over to greet him, "Master, Li Jingye is here and wants to see you."

These were just the two things that happened, but the old man kept talking about how miserable his family was, and kept praising Wang Zheng for his great abilities.

The main purpose was to exchange cloth for making clothes for hundreds of thousands of people in the imperial farm. As for the plot against Li Jingye's family, it was just a side effect. The prices in other places were naturally not as outrageous as those in Chang'an, so they adopted the strategy of small profits but quick turnover.

Now, Your Majesty needs to think about how to give the Duke of England an explanation. If this thing is released in large quantities, the price will surely drop significantly, and then the Duke of England will probably be miserable."

After reading the secret recipe, Li Zhi couldn't help but twitch his lips. "It turned out to be something made from burning sand. The colored glaze traded between the Tang Dynasty and the Western Regions in recent years has been a big loss."

Now Wang Zheng was even more surprised, because he didn't know Li Ji, not to mention that the old man didn't have many years left to live. Even if there was an old antique like Cheng Yaojin who could still live for many years, Wang Zheng had no intention of making friends with him.

Wang Zheng sighed and nodded, "Do you know what's in the pool?"

Li Jingye still had that pretty face, but his expression seemed a little gloomy. After he bowed to Wang Zheng, he shouted, "My nephew greets my uncle and my aunt."

The only way was for Emperor Li Zhi to pay money to help Li Ji fill the hole, but the problem was that Li Zhi was absolutely unwilling to pay this money. In those days, the emperor's family had no surplus grain, and Li Zhi also wanted to save money to build the Daming Palace.

"All right."

For more than a month, Wang Ying did not go to Yuzhou City again. Instead, he accompanied Wang Zheng to fish and talk every day, saying that it was to avoid making his brother feel bored.

Seeing Li Jingye nodded, Wang Zheng couldn't help but twitched his cheeks. This old man is completely shameless! After reading the whole letter, Wang Zheng read it over and over again. There were only two things written in the letter.

Wang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty and the Queen are the masters of this country, that is, the head of the family, which is almost the same as our parents. They do their jobs well, so I won't bother about these little things."

"He said he came to make amends, and at the same time the Duke of England wrote a letter to the master."

"Did your old man write this?"

"Maybe I'm not saying it exactly, but that's about it."

"When I left Yuzhou, Wang Zheng gave me a large sealed box, saying it was a small gift for His Majesty and His Majesty."

Lotus root was introduced to China during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and has always been used for ornamental purposes. It is a representative of the sacred things of Buddhism. Nowadays, it is generally only grown in small quantities by wealthy families, and it will take some time before it can be used as food.

With the abilities Wang Zheng has shown now, staying away from the powerful and aristocratic families and only serving Wu Zetian and Li Zhi, being a lone minister is undoubtedly the best choice.

After the meal, Wang Zheng asked Li Jingye, "How does the lotus root taste?"

Li Jingye nodded, "It's OK, but food is not valuable now."

“This thing can also be grown in large quantities in Guanzhong. The key is that it only needs tidal flats, which are very cheap now.

As for whether it is worth money, it depends on how you sell it. If you dig it out before winter, put it directly in the cellar without cleaning it, and it won’t go bad until the beginning of next spring.”

Li Jingye nodded thoughtfully, stood up and bowed to Wang Zheng, "Thank you."