dragged his voice soft and long, and his soft tone coaxed Chen Mu's heart to relax.

Chen Mu glanced at Meng Qing with a smile.

This girl has become more and more shrewd during this time, and she was clearly a person who would be at a loss when talking to herself.

Now that I'm familiar with myself, I still know how to coax myself.

Chen Mu sighed, raised his hand and scratched Meng Qing's little nose, and then said.

"I don't like to see you praise others, or other men, then Li Mao is not married, if you are like this, I am afraid I will be angry."

After Chen Mu said this, he frowned again.

He was a dignified prince, and because of this little thing, he was angry with Meng Qing, and he seemed a little stingy.

But he was unhappy, and he didn't want to hide it.

When Meng Qing saw Chen Mu say this, her eyes moved slightly, and her smile became sweeter and sweeter.

She raised her hand and hung it on Chen Mu's neck, leaned over with her soft body, and continued to say in a soft voice.

"It turns out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is angry because of this, don't worry, I will never praise others in the future."

Seeing the girl say this, Chen Mu nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that Meng Qing turned his head and glanced in the direction of the window again, Chen Mu was merciful and let Meng Qing sit at the table and drink a cup of hot tea, which made people go to the window to stand and watch the excitement.

He also followed Meng Qing's side and looked out the window.

It only took a moment for things to progress outside the courtyard.

Li Mao actually let people dig a pit in front of the instrument.

I don't know how Li Mao made sense of those noisy textile craftsmen.

Those people held shovels, shovels and shovels dug down, dancing tigers and tigers, and their foreheads were covered with hot sweat.

The onlookers not far away gathered in front of the textile equipment, pointing at the textile equipment while discussing the matter of the fabric.

Someone watched the pit dig deeper and deeper, and there was nothing under the soil, and immediately said.

"There's nothing under this soil, there's no fabric at all!"

"That's right, this land is a solid ground, these shovels go down to the dusty old high, where are the pits?"

"Bah, this ash is in my mouth!"

Everyone raised their hands and waved, and took a few steps back in disgust.

And after digging around, the textile craftsmen didn't see the deep pit, and they didn't see the fabric, they also raised their hands to wipe the hot sweat from their foreheads, and glanced in the direction of Li Mao.

"What if...... If it's not for the fabric hidden here, then ...... That is, the cloth was hidden under the ground under the machine. ”

"It must be so, anyway, the fabric can't have been spun from this machine."

One of the weavers did not give up, but insisted that the fabric was woven by the weaver, not by the weaver.

Li Mao frowned a little impatiently when he saw those people like this.

He winked at the guards standing behind him.

Seeing this, the crowd did not delay, and immediately stepped forward to carry the instrument, moved it aside, and showed everyone the ground under the instrument.

Li Mao pointed to the ground and raised his chin again.

"A few of you gritted your teeth, you have to say that the cloth released by my instrument is woven by textile craftsmen, so you can continue to dig."

"Dig in the ground, too, if you think there is a possibility that there is cloth hidden in the ground in front of this inn, keep digging."

"If you can't dig it, I'll ask these brothers of mine to help, and I want to return my equipment to a clean slate."

Seeing that Li Mao was still planning to dig himself, the textile craftsmen immediately changed their complexions.

They are all weavers, although the intensity of their work on weekdays is not small, and their arms are also strong.

But weaving cloth and digging a hole are not the same thing.

Besides, the sun is scorching now, and after digging in the sun for a while, they feel that they can't hold it anymore.

One of them walked up to the weaver who had just spoken, and said in a low voice.

"Or ...... Forget it, maybe this fabric is really dug up by this instrument, even if these people are doing ghosts behind their backs, other people will come forward to pierce him in the future. ”

"Let's not fight with them, left and right...... I saw that the villagers didn't seem to believe us and wanted to believe this deception. ”

Seeing his companion say this, the textile craftsman gritted his teeth in hatred, glared at his companion, and then said in a low voice.

"You're stupid, aren't you? Today, no matter what, I have to think of a way to expose the conspiracy hidden in this! Otherwise, your future and my future will be ruined! ”

If it is not proven to everyone that this thing is nothing more than a deception, then this thing will take their place in the shop.

They will be driven away by the shopkeepers, and this thing can replace them, and the price will be low, and the cloth produced will be soft and abundant.

They look like a piece of waste compared to this thing!

The weaver took a deep breath and forced his thoughts to be suppressed, and his companion understood his words when he heard him say this.

Their gaze fell on the clearing in front of them, where the textile machine had just stood.

Now that Li Mao had removed the weaving equipment, they were sure that the fabric was woven by a textile craftsman......

The craftsmen looked at each other, and immediately waved their shovels, stepped forward and dug hard.

Chen Mu watched coldly, seeing that those people were still unwilling to give up, he shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Meng Qing looked at those textile craftsmen wielding shovels, looking like they would not give up until they reached their goal, and they also felt embarrassed and sighed.

"I can understand them, they are in a hurry to prove to the people of the town that this textile is a fake, in order to maintain their position."

"When the weaving is sold into the shops in the future, these textile craftsmen will have no way to live."

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, aren't you afraid of causing dissatisfaction and resentment among the people by doing this?"

Meng Qing remembered something, she looked up in the direction of Chen Mu, and said so.

Chen Mu shook his head when he heard Meng Qing say this.

He had already thought of where these textile craftsmen would go.

"If we want to improve the benefits of the people, this is a step we must take, and we can't not have a big picture in order to protect the interests of a small number of people."

"If the fabric is spun more, the price of the fabric will be reduced, and the people will be able to wear warm and thick clothes."

"In addition, the demand for cotton and silk threads will also increase."

"When that happens, the people will also plant more cotton and raise more silkworms, and agriculture can also be driven to develop."

"As for these weavers? I've already arranged a route for them, and if they are willing to do what I have arranged, they will be able to support their families. ”