"Everyone! Don't be busy celebrating!"

Seeing that everyone's emotions were high, Qin Fan poured another basin of cold water.

"As you have just seen, the reason why these cotton cloths can be used as tributes is because of the effect of Jenny's spinning machine."

"So when you go back, you must protect this spinning machine."

"If the drawings are stolen by someone with a heart and manufactured in batches, then Huo Jiaao's cotton cloth is not unusual. Naturally, it can't be a tribute."

Everyone looked at Village Chief Huo.

Village Chief Huo also nodded thoughtfully.

The villagers immediately patted their chests and packed the tickets.

"Don't worry, sir. I'm going to keep these machines even if I don't eat or drink!"

"That's it! Whoever moves these machines now is digging the roots of my Huojiaao, and he wants my Huojiaao village to die! We will not let our guard down!"

Village Chief Nahuo also hurriedly said, "Master, don't worry! We know what's important!"

Qin Fan nodded, gave another advice, and prepared to go back.

"Sir! It's already a little dark, so why don't you stay and have a meal in our Huojiaao!"

"Yes, sir! Although we are coarse tea and light rice, it is better than freshness, no worse than in the city."

Qin Fan waved his hand, and the voice came from afar.

"It's almost time to apply, the county order is going to get off work, you can eat by yourself!"

On Peacock Street, two young girls galloped on horseback, and a team of guards trotted behind them.

"Ruoling, do you say that those cloths can be a tribute?"

Yu Ruoling frowned, "Princess, I'm just a person from the rivers and lakes, shouldn't you know the most about these palace doors?"

Changle smiled, "Aren't I worried!"

"So Princess, you're not sure if those can be tribute?"

Changle recalled the texture of the cloth and said, "If you talk about quality, it has indeed reached the standard of tribute."

"And it's a lot better than Kampot in Jiangnan!"

"In that case, what is there to worry about?" Yu Ruoling said with a smile.

"You don't understand, the tribute in the palace doesn't all depend on the quality! Maybe those eunuchs will pull this thing down if they are not careful."

Yu Ruoling rolled her eyes: "Then it's better for you to go and beg Your Majesty, princess, if Your Majesty speaks, will those people still dare to disobey Yin and Yang?"

Changle was immediately overjoyed: "Yes! It's all up to my father! If you are wise!"

In the imperial study, Li Shimin held a piece of cloth in his hand and fell into deep thought.

The forbidden army guard Du Jun suddenly knelt in front of him.

"You mean, what did that kid invent......

"Jenny spinning machine." Du Junxuan reminded.

"Yes, this Jenny spinning machine can really weave such a cloth?"

Du Junxuan nodded: "Wei Chen saw Qin Fan sharpen wood and wrought iron with his own eyes and assemble these two machines."

"And the women of the Nahuo family also use this machine to weave cloth. Wei Chen dared to conclude that without that Jenny spinning machine, the women of the Huo family village would definitely not be able to weave such exquisite cloth!"

Li Shimin fell into deep thought.

Although the cloth in his hand is not as silky as the silk dragon robe on his body, it is not much worse.

But the dragon robe on his body was woven by the court craftsmen for dozens of days using the most precious silk.

And the cloth in her hand was only woven by a village woman with that Jenny spinning machine in the time of a stick of incense!

Li Shimin couldn't help but sigh: "How many good things does that kid still have to come out!"

Of course, Du Junxuan also informed Li Shimin of the tribute.

In this regard, Li Shimin naturally will not object.

After all, the restructuring was proposed by him himself.

Naturally, this matter has to open the door of convenience.

is that the quality of the cotton cloth is slightly worse, and Li Shimin has to grit his teeth and resist the pressure

The cotton cloth was collected.

What's more, the cotton cloth is so gorgeous and cheap!

Therefore, when Changle came over to be coquettish, Li Er behaved like a daughter slave, and waved his hand without hesitation, and immediately said that he had accepted all the cotton cloth produced by Huojiaao as a tribute!

At the same time, the Luguo Mansion.

Hou Junji looked at his son in front of him with a solemn face.

"You mean that kid and Princess Changle got together?"

Hou Fang nodded: "Not only that, but the princess also concealed her identity. Call that kid Gongzi Qin."

Hou Junji's face suddenly became gloomy: "You kid is so bold, relying on the favor of me and your mother, you have learned to deceive people!"

The sudden scolding made the little monkey pig stunned.

"Father, I didn't lie to you!"

"And said he didn't lie to me! Changle's temperament, I don't know? At the beginning, the son of the eldest grandson Wuji's family, the eldest grandson Chong was divorced! Would he look at such a mere Qipin County Commander?"

The eldest grandson Wuji spat at Hou Fang's face again.

Poor little monkey pig shivered.

When Hou Junji's anger subsided, Hou Fang dared to wipe the saliva on his face.

"Father, what I said is true, the butler can testify, he was also there at the time!"

"To be honest, I can't believe that Princess Changle still has such a side, but the facts are there! My son saw all this with his own eyes!"

"It's the father's fault that the father didn't figure out the situation, so he wronged you!" After the housekeeper confirmed that what Hou Fang said was true, Hou Junji also put down the shelf.

"Father, I don't blame you, I didn't expect that little demon king to have such a side." Hou magnified and chose to forgive.

"Bastard thing! What little devil? That's Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess!" Hou Junji reprimanded.

Hou Fang pursed his lips: "You didn't say that when she pulled your beard!"

"What did you say?" Hou Junji's eyes widened!

Hou Fang hurriedly changed the topic and said, "I mean, Qin Fan's kid made some Jenny spinning machine, and the fabric from Huojia Village may really become a tribute!"

Hou Junji also said, "Are you sure that the fabric woven by that thing can reach the level of tribute?"

Hou Fang scratched the back of his head: "My son is not sure, when my son wanted to take a closer look, he was stopped by Diao Min of Huojiaao, and he didn't see it in the end. Thinking that the matter was too urgent, I came back first to report the situation to my father!"

Hou Jun gathered his knowledge and said, "How can it be so easy to become a tribute?"

Hou Fang was a little anxious, he looked at the joy on the faces of Village Chief Huo and Huo Chunhua, it didn't seem to be fake.

was about to remind his father, but Hou Junji said:

"But it's unlikely, so don't be careful! Release, you go back and find a chance to get that drawing out, let's make a copy and see how it works!"

Hou Fang nodded his head: "The child understands!"