July fire.

Tokyo City is still hot, and the blazing sun shines everything brightly.

Zhao Huan cut watermelons for his daughter by the lake. Roujia is seven years old this year, and her outline looks very similar to Zhao Huan.

The eyebrows are like Zhu Lian, like a pretty crescent moon. Below it is a pair of bright eyes that are as bright as spring water. The skin is as smooth as ceramic, white and red, the hair is as white as jade, and the cherry mouth is sitting on Zhao Huan's lap, snuggling in his father's arms to eat watermelon, regardless of whether the watermelon juice falls on Zhao Huan's clothes.

After Tang Ke reported all the progress of the Song Dynasty caravan entering Jiaozhi and this year's plan, Zhao Huan nodded with satisfaction.

"How are the mulberry trees in the south?"

"Report to your Majesty, everything is in order."

"Tang Ke, I think this long gown is so hot. Do you think it?"

I don’t know why the emperor asked this question suddenly, Tang Ke immediately replied: “I also feel very hot.”

Of course, he, the fat man, felt hot. Although he was standing by the lake, the breeze was mixed with water vapor, he was still sweating profusely, and his back was full of sweat.

Zhao Huan looked at Tang Ke and suddenly smiled and said, "You said, should you change this long gown?"

Damn! Tang Ke cursed in his heart.

His brain really didn't keep up with the emperor's brain circuit. He wasn't he talking about how much Jiaozhi's food cost and when it could be transported to the Song Dynasty? Why did he suddenly run into the long gown?

Zhao Huan was thinking that the gorgeous clothes were beautiful and elegant, but it was too inconvenient to move them all the time.

Need to change.

But it cannot be changed to the concept passed down from Europe in later generations, so it must be slightly simplified.

Of course, you still have to dress like you are now when you go to court or on a regular occasion.

As for daily life, it’s enough to make it simpler, and people can wear whatever they like.

Zhao Huan believes that the trend of dressing and dressing needs to be diversified, so that the clothing industry can flourish. Women’s money is the best to make, and women are one of the biggest driving forces for economic development.

Tang Ke said: "Please make clear what your Majesty is doing."

"You can embroider more different clothes in your showroom. When choosing, a woman may buy three or even four at the same time. But if you want only two styles of clothes in the showroom, that woman can only buy two at most."

Tang Ke immediately understood: The emperor is trying to make money from women in different ways!

Tang Ke said: "Your Majesty is wise!"

After Tang Ke finished reporting, he left.

Roujia blinked her big eyes and said seriously: "Dad, my daughter thinks that if my father wants to make money, she should make more clothes for little girls like her."

Zhao Huan almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

He couldn't help laughing: "Roujia, who told your father to make more money? Dad is an official family, and the world belongs to the official family."

"It was what Empress Han told her daughter. She said that her father has been working hard for state affairs in the past year and has tried to make money, so she asked her daughter to accompany her more, hoping that her father would be happy."

Zhao Huan gently stroked his daughter. In his previous life, his fiancée ran away with someone and had no daughter.

In this life, although Roujia was already five years old when he traveled through time, Zhao Huan could still feel his father's love was flooded.

When you have troubles, after seeing Roujia, many troubles are indeed dispersed.

It's like staying with this little guy.

Zhao Huan smiled and said, "Roujia is really my father's caring little cotton jacket. Daddy has you, so he will have no worries about anything."

Roujia put down the watermelon skin and hugged Zhao Huan and said, "Dad, you haven't answered your daughter yet. Can you make more clothes and sell them to little girls like your daughter?"

"Why is this?"

"Think about it, everyone's father must be as good as his daughter's father. He is willing to buy new clothes for his daughter, so it makes more money."

Looking at the little Roujia man with a serious look on his face, Zhao Huan was immediately amazed and crying.

This little girl seems to make sense. In the market economy in later generations, children’s money is the best to make!

"Okay, Roujia said it well."

Zhao Huan sighed in his heart. The people are suffering. People in many places can’t afford to eat and can only eat grass roots. Little girls in many places may not have a new piece of clothing in their lifetime when they are born. Where can they have money to buy new clothes?

Roujia seemed to notice the sorrow between Zhao Huan's eyebrows, and she said, "Did you think your daughter is wrong?"

"Yes, my Roujia is right." Zhao Huan said gently while stroking Roujia's hair, "But Roujia, you should know that there are many people in the people who cannot cover their bodies and eat, so Dad has to solve their food and clothing first."

"With food and clothing, can they all have new clothes like their daughters?"

"Yes! From now on, all the little girls in the world will be like Roujia and will not be displaced. Each of them will be the little princess of their parents."

"Dad, you are so nice."

...

When Zhao Huanzheng and Roujia were enjoying the time between father and daughter, Wang Kuian came over hurriedly.

"Official family, Liu Yusi asked for a meeting."

Zhao Huan put Roujia down: "Roujia, go back to your mother's place first, and then go find you after dad finishes his work."

Roujia nodded very sensible and followed the eunuch to Queen Zhu's bedroom.

Liu Yanzong walked quickly with small steps.

"I bow to your Majesty."

"No gift."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"What's the matter with me?"

"Your Majesty, something happened to Liangzhetianjiao Sang."

Zhao Huan raised his skin.

Liu Yanzong continued: "The people of Mingzhou are unwilling to change the fields into mulberry trees. The governor of Mingzhou Tian Jin mobilized the Xiang army to force the people of Mingzhou to change fields and plant mulberry trees. The people refused to follow, and the Xiang army destroyed all the fields."

Zhao Huan's expression immediately calmed down.

Destroy all the fields?

I am in a shortage of food now, and someone dares to destroy the fields directly!

"How did you know about this?"

The Imperial City Office on Liangzhe Road has just passed, and Mingzhou has just begun to dispatch personnel. If the officials below do this, it will be impossible for them to come so quickly.

This layer of card owner information is the norm in the officialdom.

"Report to the emperor, the people of Mingzhou have reported to Tokyo City and rushed directly to the minister's yamen!"

Zhao Huan suddenly arose: "It's outrageous. No one has reported such an important matter to me!"

"Wang Kui'an, call Tang Ke, Xu Churen, and Zhou Dynasty to me now!"

"Abide by the order!"

After receiving the emperor's order, Wang Kuian hurriedly went to find someone.

Liu Yanzong said: "Your Majesty, you must change rice into mulberry, but you should not act too quickly. Use the food in Jiaozhi to alleviate the dangers of food in the south and the Central Plains. You will also use the south to reclaim new fields to increase grain output, and then convert rice into mulberry, and you will naturally be happy."

Zhao Huan frowned. Liu Yanzong made a point, but he also vaguely understood the reason why Tang Ke and Xu Churen concealed it and refused to report it.

When the imperial court wanted to promote commercial affairs, the planting of mulberry trees was naturally a major event.
Chapter completed!