Qingyan lowered her head and saw the little prince's movements, and guessed that he had met Ama and his uncle in modern times. It seemed that in that world, the two people had really become brothers from the same mother...

"Gabula, Suo'etu, it seems that the censors are right. The Hesheli family is indeed extremely wealthy, and they can actually use this luxurious glass for decoration everywhere." Kangxi smiled and played with the tea cup in his hand, his eyes dim.

The earth turns to Soetu.

"Your Majesty, this servant has been so unjustly accused."

Suo'etu shouted, and then he knelt down on the ground and shouted sadly: "This slave is obviously using the glass fired in his own workshop, but he is co-signed by the censors to indulge in extravagance and make money unfairly. You

But you must make the decision for your slave!"

It was also the first time for Qingyan to see her Ama yelling about Dou E's injustice. She couldn't bear to look at her and turned her face away. It was true that the old man was acting too hard. She felt like

A bit harsh on the eyes.

Kangxi looked at the picture of the five big and three thick people with an old face, and acted like a young daughter-in-law full of grievances, so he choked hard.

He knew that this old man was usually a shameless person, but he really didn't expect that he could be so shameless in front of his daughter and cousin's grandson. But despite this, he still grasped the key point very quickly:

"Tell me again, these smooth and smooth glasses are all produced in your own workshop?"

Kangxi asked in disbelief.

"Your Majesty, didn't this servant already report to you a month ago? Have you forgotten?" Suo'etu put away his aggrieved look and asked with some confusion.

"What do you mean?" Kangxi couldn't help but frowned.

Seeing that the emperor was really confused, Suo'etu was also a little dumbfounded, and said quickly: "Didn't I tell you once that I wanted to make a wardrobe with a full-length glass mirror for my little master as a birthday gift?

, so you privately summoned some glazed craftsmen who were eliminated from the official kilns to try to study glass?"

After hearing Suo'etu's words, Kangxi paused. After thinking about it carefully, he pulled it out in his memory and it seemed that such a thing really happened.

However, when he first saw the memorial submitted by Suo'etu, he actually didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, the masters of glaze firing in official kilns have been studying for so many years and have not been able to produce glass. He really couldn't imagine how much a temporary team formed outside the palace could accomplish, so he didn't pay much attention to this matter.

.

If it weren't for the censors' joint performance at the court this morning, which made a big fuss, he wouldn't have been interested and wanted to come to Hesheli Mansion to see it in person.

Sure enough, facts have proven that among experts among the people, some things can only be known to be true after seeing them with your own eyes.

In this way, the royal craftsmen seemed to be freeloaders. Thinking of this, Kangxi felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Gabra stood aside quietly without speaking.

The third brother was responsible for making glass from the beginning to the end, and he failed many times. If he hadn't seen the finished product at the end, he wouldn't have believed that the ordinary yellow sand could turn into transparent material.

The price of beautiful glass suddenly doubled many times.

In his opinion, this kind of almost impossible thing was actually accomplished by the third brother in just over a month, which made him admire him.

After the whole matter was settled, Kangxi asked Suo'etu to get up.

As soon as Suo'etu stood up from the ground, he heard Kangxi ask again: "You placed glass mirrors outside the gate and asked the servants to introduce them carefully to passers-by. Do you want to sell the glass to the outside world in the future?"

Qingyan heard Kangxi's calm tone and was a little confused as to what he meant by these words.

Is it possible that they want glass to become a luxury product exclusively for the royal family in the future, and do not want it to flow into the private sector?

Suo'etu raised his eyes slightly, and saw that the emperor sitting high on the throne was just turning the jade ring on his hand, with no expression of joy or anger, and then looking down at his toes. He could vaguely understand

You can guess a bit of the emperor's thoughts.

The price of glass on the market today is very high, and this is the first time that the Qing Dynasty has produced local glass. This piece of cake is really too big, and the Hesheli family alone cannot eat it, and will easily suffer.

People are jealous, and the Hesheli family is the mother family of the prince, not the mother family of the emperor. If it really reaches the point of being so rich that it can rival the country, I am afraid the emperor will not be willing to see this scene, right?

Thinking of this, Suo'etu hurriedly took a step forward, leaned over and cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I dare not deceive you. The raw materials of this glass are actually very cheap. It uses a lot of fine yellow sand. Those foreigners actually rely on such low-cost things."

, In our Qing Dynasty, we are amassing money wantonly, and the slave is really heartbroken to see it, so I am willing to present the glass prescription to the royal family on behalf of the Hesheli family. How to deal with it is entirely up to the emperor."

"Huangsha? Are you telling the truth?" Kangxi, who was turning the jade ring finger, paused and leaned forward suddenly.

"Yes, absolutely true."

Suo'etu gestured with his hands as he spoke: "The price of yellow sand is low, and the production process is actually not difficult. The slave made a simple estimate. The cost of glass as large as one square meter is only about forty or fifty cents.

If it can be mass-produced, most people will be able to afford glass products to some extent."

Hearing Suo'etu say this, Kangxi couldn't sit still, and immediately stood up from his chair and said to him: "Take me to the glass workshop quickly."

He really didn't expect that the cost of glass would be so little.

"Yes, Your Majesty, please come with this servant."

"Khan Ama, Baocheng is going too." Yinreng hurriedly raised his little hand in Qingyan's arms and said.

"I want to go too." Bao Qing, who was standing aside, also actively said that the glass is so beautiful, and he also wants to see how it is produced.

"Is it dangerous there?" Kangxi couldn't help but frown and asked.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. The Glass House is not far from the residence and its safety is guaranteed. However, the temperature inside is a bit high. I'm afraid you will feel hot after entering."

"Then lead the way."

The heat is still bearable, so my sons might as well go and have a look.

Seeing Kangxi nod, Qingyan stood up and handed Yinreng to He Zhuer.

After Kangxi and others left, Tong and Qingyan went to the boudoir where they lived before they got married.

The mother and daughter were sitting on the bed. Tong looked at her daughter, whom she had not seen for almost a year, and her eyes turned red before she even spoke.

"Oh, E Niang, what's wrong with you?" Qingyan looked at E Niang's look and felt uncomfortable.

"Oh, it's true. I didn't expect to see you today. I'm so happy, so happy." Tong quickly took out a handkerchief from her arms and said while wiping her tears.

"Eniang specially made longevity noodles in the morning. I originally thought that you wouldn't be able to eat them in the palace, so we would eat them instead of you. Unexpectedly, you came back. Eniang went to the kitchen to make them for you.

Eat noodles.”

"Mom, you don't need to be busy anymore. It's the same as letting grandma cook. My daughter wants to talk to you more." Qingyan quickly stretched out her hand to hold Tong who was about to get up.

"How can I let grandma cook the longevity noodles? It will be ready in a while. Mother will be back soon." Mrs. Tong wiped away her tears, turned around and patted her daughter's hand, and then hurried out of the door.

Qingyan stood up from the bed and looked around her boudoir. She saw that it was still the same as before she entered the palace. Except for the windows and the wardrobe being replaced with a glass mirror, everything else remained the same.

I couldn't stop feeling sore.

While she was stroking the cloth tiger that her mother had made for her when she was young, Tong walked in with a steaming bowl of longevity noodles.

"Eat it while it's hot." Mrs. Tong put the bowl on the table, turned around and shouted to her daughter.

Qingyan put down the cloth tiger in her hand, sat on the round stool, and looked at the familiar longevity noodles in the white porcelain blue and white bowl, her heart felt warm.

E Niang's cooking skills are average, so this longevity noodles is the only meal she can cook well.

A small piece of white flour is stretched into a very long thin noodle. After the old hen soup boils, add the noodles. When it is about to come out of the pot, add a swollen poached egg, and then add a handful of green vegetables.

Although the bowl is simple, the longevity noodles wrapped in a strong mother's love are ready.

"Be careful to burn your mouth, but don't bite it off. Suck it and eat it slowly." Tong reminded softly from the side. "Yeah, yeah."

Qingyan lowered her head to pick up the noodles with chopsticks and put them in her mouth, chewing them slowly, enjoying the familiar taste.

"My mother, Yan'er, has suffered a lot." Tong reached out and stroked her daughter's hair, saying with a distressed look on her face.

When Qingyan heard E Niang's sudden concern, she resisted the urge to shed tears, tilted her neck back, quickly moved the noodles and soup in the bowl to her mouth with chopsticks, and then picked up the handkerchief on the side to wipe it.

Wiping his mouth, he said with a smile: "What are you talking about? My daughter is doing well in the palace. The prince is cute and well-behaved. The food and clothing are also good. No one dares to mess with me because of my concubine treatment. My life is already going well.

.”

When Mrs. Tong heard this, she felt even more uncomfortable.

She knew the hard life that Empress Xiaokangzhang had in the late emperor's palace. She was not happy in the palace one after another. The most difficult thing in the world was the emperor's backyard. Every time she went to the palace, she felt like it was a whole day.

She is uncomfortable, not to mention her daughter has been a naughty child since she was a child, and now being trapped inside is the most uncomfortable thing.

Knowing that there was no point in talking about these things at the moment, Tong had no choice but to talk about something else: "Yan'er, tell E Niang honestly, how is your health now? Do you know what kind of poison that Shu Mululu did secretly?

What a matter!"

Qingyan saw E Niang's angry and worried look, and quickly stretched out her arm to hold her hand, and whispered: "E Niang, my daughter is now in good health and has nothing wrong with her. The person who plotted against me back then

It’s the eldest princess of Jianning, but she is dead now, so the grudges have been resolved. The eldest uncle has also been used as a pawn, and her eldest child pill has not been able to be used on her daughter..."

Ms. Tong was stunned after hearing her daughter's words. She had never thought that the truth of the matter was like this. Then she took her hand out angrily and turned aside: "Although Mr. Shu Mulu has never caused any substantial harm to you.

Hurt, but this is only because the palace man was a step too late out of cowardice. It cannot be said that the result has not taken effect, which can deny that the evil she did before does not exist. You are the flesh that fell from my mother's body, no matter what

Don’t even think that I will forgive her.”

Qingyan looked at E Niang's look and felt a little funny and heartwarming: "E Niang, look at what you said. I am not telling you this to reconcile you with my uncle, I just want to tell you the truth.

, don’t really divide our family because of this matter, it will be more gain than loss.”

"Don't worry, E Niang has a sense of discretion. I'll tell you Ama in the evening. I won't get involved in their men's affairs, but don't think that you can let me respectfully call Shu Mulu's sister-in-law again!"

"Okay, okay, don't scream, don't scream." Qingyan saw that her mother was no longer sad at all, and her angry look was a little cute, she nodded with a smile.

The atmosphere in the room became lively. As if she suddenly remembered something, Tong gently tugged on her daughter's sleeves and asked with a slightly red face: "Yan'er, have you not stayed in bed until now?
To be continued...