Du He is thinking about it now. After Li Chengqian ascended the throne, he will completely punish Fang Yiai and get rid of the Fang family.

He even hated Fang Xuanling.

Last time there was a trouble outside the Fang Mansion, Fang Xuanling favored Fang Yiai and was beaten for nothing. He always held a grudge. The entire Fang family was his enemy.

Of course, he had self-knowing, and now he was not enough to compete with Fang Xuanling.

Even if Fang Yiai is still in power, as long as Li Shimin is still in power and Fang Xuanling is still alive, Fang Yiai will not be worried about his life. At most, he will be angry with Fang Yiai.

Du He asked sarcastically: "Xinfengbo comes to find His Highness, there will be no need to ask for anything, right?"

Fang Yiai ignored his problem and gave Li Chengqian a piece of advice. When he spoke, he glanced at Du He, "Your Highness will give you a piece of advice. Be cautious when making friends."

"Stop sow discord here!"

Although Fang Yiai did not say it clearly, it clearly implied himself, which angered Du He. He looked at Fang Yiai coldly, and was inevitably sarcastic, "Xinfeng Bo, you are not asking for help."

"Enough!"

Li Chengqian's face was extremely gloomy. He wanted to win over Fang Yiai. After being disturbed by Du He, he was completely destroyed. He bowed to Fang Yiai, "I won't disturb Brother Yiai anymore!"

"I'm going to leave!"

Fang Yi's love etiquette was very thoughtful, and he bowed and then left.

After Fang Yiai left, Du He said with embarrassment: "Your Highness, look at what this person's attitude is! He looks like he is keeping people from thousands of miles away. I really think he is so great."

"Your Highness, you are so kind. Fang Yiai is so ignorant, why should you be so polite to him?"

Originally, Li Chengqian was a little angry at him because Du He had ruined a good thing, but when Du He said this, he expressed his thoughts. He also felt the same way, and hatred was transferred to Fang Yiai.

Du He also revealed a fact that with Fang Yiai's attitude, even if Du He did not intervene, he would not enter the East Palace.

Seeing that Li Chengqian's face became increasingly ugly, Du He felt proud and wanted this result, and on the surface they shared the same hatred of the enemy; "Don't worry, now that we have a noble family behind us, we must destroy his prestige."

...

It can be said.

The development here after leaving was unexpected and unexpected as Fang Yiai expected.

He expected Li Chengqian's attitude and would inevitably hold a grudge, but he didn't take it seriously. Du He's insidiousness was beyond his expectations, and he was stabbed in the back, but everything was harmless.

Fang Yiai first took a nap, and then something came to him.

"Erlang, the duck down and duck feathers are taken back. What should I do next?" Fang Wenquan ran to the mansion and asked, mainly because he didn't listen to it for a long time, and was afraid that Fang Yiai would forget it.

Fang Yiai really forgot that he stayed at home all day long, and it was enough to wear only one clothes, and he for a moment left behind. Then he remembered and asked, "Uncle Wenquan, how much did he collect in total?"

"It looks like more than ten pounds."

"Why have you been there for so many days? Why are you so little?" Fang Yiai asked.

It really makes sense. If things are arranged, there will be a lot of time. The people in the village are not lazy.

"There are not many people, and the people only raise a few. The farmers ran around dozens of miles and then collected such a little. They said they were buying duck down, but they actually bought ducks. Some people were reluctant to let them go, so they had to buy them at a high price." Fang Wenquan said with a bitter face.

As a result, Fang Yiai realized that the Tang Dynasty's breeding industry was not developed and there were no so many ducks.

"It's not your fault. I'm not thinking carefully. More than ten pounds are enough. You can send someone to bring them... and next year, the farm must be built."

"Wait for a while, there are many ducks that have not been killed yet."

"Okay. No need to leave the duck meat mansion, give it to the villagers."

Fang Wenquan heard this and quickly refused, "Erlang, this... is not suitable. Everyone has money, and it is not in accordance with the rules to share the meat!"

"The New Year is coming soon, it's my New Year gift."

Seeing Fang Yiai's attitude was firm, Fang Wenquan agreed to ridicule and grinned and said, "Okay! These big and rough guys in the old man's house have thanked Erlang. This year I've enjoyed my happiness."

The villagers move very quickly.

It took less time for the duck down and duck feathers to be sent to the mansion. The villagers who came here were grateful to him because he had changed a lot this year.

After Fang Wenquan left, Fang Yiai arranged for the servants in the mansion to start boiling water.

In the side hall, there was a lot of heat coming up, and white water vapor filled the whole room. The servant boiled several large pots of hot water and carried them all here.

The maids sat on small stools and washed duck down in front of the basin.

Susan knew that her husband had many wonderful ideas, and she had new ideas. She couldn't help but ask, "My husband, what are you doing?"

“Make clothes.”

"Make clothes?"

Susan repeated, saying in surprise: "Use feathered clothes!"

Fang Yiai nodded and said, "What we want to do today is a down jacket, stuffing the feathers in the middle of the clothes, which is not only warm but also very light and soft."

With her husband's affirmative answer, and with so many benefits, Susan held his arm and watched the busy scene in the side hall with great interest.

Seeing that the washing was almost done, Fang Yiai assigned the servant and said, "Come on, put on the cage and steam the washed fluff."

After high temperature disinfection and drying of the duck down, the sewing step was reached. Susan took the initiative to participate, "My husband, let me sew the down jacket."

In ancient times, women knew some needlework, and the clothes of poor families were made by themselves. Like Susan's ladies, the girl-red girl was a compulsory course.

Nesting and threading is naturally no problem.

She was happy, so Fang Yiai would certainly not refuse.

Susan's hands were very clever, with straight and neat stitching, completely like a machine sewing, and very fast. Soon, the first real down jacket in history was born.

After sewing the last stitch, she bit off the thread, spread the cloth surface flat, picked it up and looked it up, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so light and very soft."

"My husband, please try putting it on."

"My wife sewed it by herself, so it's up to her to wear it first. Husband will help you change your clothes." Fang Yiai said, and went up to take the down jacket and opened it to prepare to put it on for Susan.

Seeing this, Susan's face was a little red. Although it was a bit unethical and in ancient times, the couple had a lot of fun in private, and Susan gradually got used to it.

However, there are many maids present now, and she can't hide her face for a while. After a while, she took off her coat and stretched out her arms and put them into her sleeves.

"I feel like I'm not wearing any clothes." Susan said in surprise.

"Mrs. (Miss). Is it warm?"
Chapter completed!