Everyone's eyes fell on Xin Yu.

The Rite Department Shangshu suddenly felt a little uneasy.

I am not afraid that the emperor will reward the good land and mansions, gold, silver and jewelry, but I am afraid of this unknown request.

What if this girl asks the emperor to kill these ministers who oppose innovation?

Xin Yu didn't care what others thought, he raised his eyes and couldn't see through the deep and shallow eyes of Emperor Shangxing Yuan: "Not yet, I just think that I need it in the future, Your Majesty can grant a request to the minister."

The meaning of this is that the reward to be asked is the "request" itself.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu showed a clear look.

Sure enough, this girl is greedy and cunning!

What does it mean to need it in the future, please ask the emperor to agree to a request? If she asks the emperor to pass the throne to her, will the emperor also agree?

Looking at the face that was obviously the same as Emperor Xingyuan, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu had the urge to saliva.

After hearing this, Emperor Xingyuan also had a dilemma in his eyes.

Jun is not joking, he has agreed now, and it will be difficult if this request is too outrageous in the future.

Then he saw the girl's slight sneer. As if to say, look, no matter how much he has done for the royal family and for Great Xia, there is a limit to what the emperor can give.

"Okay, as long as it doesn't violate the rules, I promise you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Although the conditions are added, it is much better than nothing, and who knows when it will be used.

Emperor Xingyuan instructed Sun Yan to take a jade ruyi and give it to Xin Yu: "In the future, if you have a request, you will return this jade Ruyi to me."

Glancing at the ministers with different expressions, worried that these people were worried about some of them, Emperor Xingyuan said lightly: "Only Xin Zhizhao can count with Jade Ruyi."

On the second day, the Xiling envoy returned, and the deputy envoy carried a small jar of sugar.

As the envoy, Prince Baori stayed, but went to find Xinyu but pounced.

After some inquiry, it was still the head of the household who told him: "Xin Zhizhao has no time to go to the Hanlin Academy recently, and she is in charge of the sugar production."

Prince Baori was surprised: "Xin Zhizhao understands the technology of sugar making?"

Hubu Shangshu smiled and said, "We are good at managing people, and Your Majesty can trust her."

Only then did Prince Baori feel that it was more reasonable.

"Then where can I go to see Xin Zhizhao?"

"The sugar mill can't even be entered, and if you want to see Xin, I'm afraid you can only wait for her to rest."

"That's right." Prince Baori sighed, but his heart to marry Xin Yu became more and more determined.

Originally, it was just love at first sight, but the more I got to know it, the more I felt that Miss Xin was not only beautiful, but also talented. His princess should be such a woman.

Unlike Prince Baori, who was temporarily fooled, a secret rumor began to circulate among the hundred officials and nobles: there was a kind of sugar fairy product called white sugar, which was as white as frost and snow, and was extremely delicious, and it was made of pomelo.

People's first reaction was not to believe it, neither to believe that there was such sugar, nor to believe that pomelo could make this sugar.

Until more and more people were asked by Prince Baori, "Have you ever eaten sugar?"

Looking at the stunned Daxia officials, Prince Baori was satisfied: Lord Yu really didn't lie to him, this white sugar was something that many Daxia nobles had never tasted. With this gimmick, when the sugar was transported back to Xiling, he sold it to those fools who pursued the products of Great Xia, and his horses, cattle and sheep could increase again.

The hundred officials and nobles who were asked by Prince Baori felt humiliated: The good things of Great Xia, the people of Great Xia haven't tasted it yet, so they sent it to Xiling first?

They also want to eat sugar!

"One or two halves of silver and a pound." Tobe Shangshu is calm and relaxed.

"That's fine, I want to try it!"

Hubu Shangshu waved his hand: "There is no price in the market, and there is no way to sell it at present."

"Two-two!"

"Three-two!"

……

Listening to the higher and higher prices, Tobe Shangshu cried and went to find Xinyu.

"Xin Zhizhao, when will our white sugar be made, can't we have a little more? You don't know, a lot of people do

I will buy a pound of sugar for five taels of silver and try it......

Hubu Shangshu said, thinking: "Why don't you pay a little less to Xiling at that time, and make up for it in the next batch?"

Xin Yu smiled.

These days, the head of the household always runs to her, and she is familiar with it from time to time, but she is a cute and simple old man. Simplicity here mainly refers to the dedication to filling the treasury, the pure love of gold and silver.

"Master Shangshu doesn't have to be shaken by them. They are willing to pay five taels of silver, just to taste fresh, and buy three or five catties at most. It's better to trade with Xiling first."

"One person buys three or five catties, and he can't stop the crowd!" Hubu Shangshu thought about making money and didn't make it, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Then wait for the second batch, the longer the demand is pent-up, maybe the more you will buy by then."

Hubu Shangshu stroked his palm: "It's still hard to see it thoroughly!"

The old man walked away with his hands behind his back.

Although the expenses of this sugar mill came from the internal treasury, it was said that four parts of the future income would go to the emperor's private treasury and six points to the state treasury.

This is also the motivation for Tobe Shangshu to pay special attention.

When Xin Yu was busy making sugar, he received a letter from the capital and received two more.

In the first letter, Jinlin Weizai, who wrote the letter, carefully described in detail the stalking of Prince Baori of Xilinglai to Miss Xin.

He Qingxiao finished reading the letter, just smiled, and then read the second letter.

The content of the second letter is a little bizarre, Prince Baori is not leaving, he is willing to be a son-in-law, and he is very rich.

He Qingxiao stared at the letter for a long time, his heart was sour, and an unknown emotion filled his chest.

During the day, he inadvertently lost his mind. At night, I couldn't sleep, walked to the window and looked up at the brilliant starry sky, listened to the insects and frogs, and was out of my mind for a longer time.

He vaguely understood that this emotion was called jealousy.

I am jealous that there are always many people in this world like Prince Baori, who are dependent, fearless, and can easily express what they like and declare who they like.

They are not afraid of failure and can afford to fail.

But his mind could only be pressed to the bottom of his heart, and he didn't dare to vent the slightest.

As for whether Xin Yu would be tempted by Prince Baori, He Qingxiao could see clearly: she wouldn't.

They're actually the same people.

The things and people that are identified will not be disturbed by external objects.

The collection of summer grain has already begun, and it will be at least July until the return to the capital. This time they had been separated for too long, and he missed her very much.

In June, He Qingxiao received a letter from Xin Yu.

The letter is not long, but briefly talks about the recent situation, and there is a small bottle that comes with the letter. When I opened it, there was a pile of frost and snow inside, which was the white sugar mentioned in the letter.

He tasted the taste of sugar carefully.

The ice tray recommends amber, which is like frosting. This white sugar tastes even better than the frosting in the verse.

It is white sugar made from pomelo.

On the first day of July, the sugar mill was full of cheers.

After more than a month of repeated decolorization, it has finally become!

Emperor Xingyuan was overjoyed and took several important ministers to see it in person.

The sugar warehouse was heavily guarded, separated from the sugar mill by a wall, and there was a door in the middle for people to pass through, but it was locked at this time.

At the signal of Xin Yu, the warehouse door slowly opened.