Ye Xun couldn't help frowning, "You're crazy. The Beiliang Imperial City Imperial City Imperial Palace is 80,000. They are all masters from all over the world. Leng Ming is also the commander of the Imperial Army. As long as there are subtle mistakes, those people will go but never return, and their lives will not be fate?"

"The end of November is the birthday of the Empress Dowager Beiliang. Leng Minghui brought a group of imperial guards to accompany the Emperor Beiliang to the royal temple to worship the Empress Dowager Beiliang for three days. At that time, the imperial city was much more relaxed than usual."

Even so, Ye Xun still felt that it was not safe.

But facing his weak appearance, Ye Xun could not say anything to refuse.

"We have searched all the traces of Nanli and have not found them. It seems that Beiliang has little hope. I have spread people in Xichu." Ye Xun looked at him helplessly, "If there is no news... Changge, promise me not to continue searching."

The man in front of him was called Zhou Yu, whose courtesy name was Changge.

He is a cousin of Ye Xun.

He did not answer Ye Xun, his vision was loosely looking at a certain place without focal length.

Whether to look for it or not depends on his life span. Perhaps it will not take him for several years depending on his physical condition.

This day, a corner of the capital was very lively, just because of a wedding event.

Boss Xu married the widow Mo Li.

Mo Li is a woman from an ordinary citizen in the capital. She has both parents and brothers and younger brothers. She has a good reputation when she was in the boudoir.

Later, she was married to her family by the rich Gao family, but her husband was weak. She died in just two or three years of marriage, and she had no son or half of her daughter.

Since ancient times, the contradiction between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been an irreconcilable topic. Mrs. Gao only has one son, and after her son's death it indicates that the sky has collapsed. Naturally, she refuses to admit that her son is in poor health and blames all on this daughter-in-law.

The following two years were sarcastic and their words were extremely vicious.

Month ago, Mo Li finally left the Gao family with his dowry and returned to the Mo family to get married.

Mo Li wanted to return to the Mo family before, but the Mo family couldn't afford to offend the Gao family. Besides, the daughter who died of her husband returned to her parents' home, and the daughter-in-law at home must be unhappy. If she really made a fuss, she would definitely lose all her face.

But now it is different. Mo Li and Boss Xu's engagement was agreed by His Majesty, and he also gave a nine-winged phoenix hairpin as a gift for adding a box.

The Mo family must support their daughter at this time. Even if they did not really feel sorry for this daughter, at least they would not embarrass Mo Li's marriage. The Mo family naturally coveted the golden hairpin, but with their ten thousand courage, they would not dare to make the golden hairpin, and they didn't even dare to touch the dowry.

Finally, on a sunny day in November, Mo Li married into the Xu family.

This marriage attracted the attention of the whole city, not for anything else, just because the empress is supporting the women who have lost their husbands, so that they will not waste their time in that lonely house.

Some women who have lost their husbands are envious, thinking that they will meet another marriage and become husband and wife at some point.

Coincidentally, Boss Xu is also one of the ten salt merchants in the capital. Before the imperial court issued a decree, he went there very quickly. Although he couldn't bear to leave his family's 2,000 acres of fertile land, he was willing to believe in His Majesty today because of Mo Li.

Such a sensible emperor must have her reasons for what he did, but who knew that he would get such benefits.

Xie Lang did not pay attention to this matter later. It was just a trivial matter for her. As a woman, she always had to seek benefits for the women in the world.

Since women can be emperors, the idea of ​​men being superior to women for thousands of years will be changed.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if you are satisfied with this glass?" In the glass workshop, Xie Lang looked at the fired transparent glass, raised it to the outdoors, looking at the sunlight. The color was a little less pure, but at least the workmanship was not said.

It is worthy of being a royal construction institution and an ancient craftsman. There is nothing to say about this craft and craftsmanship.

In a short time, the glass was made, what could she say.

She thought that when the spring of next year was about to start, she would ask craftsmen to build a Prince Jing's mansion, which would not be too luxurious or too big. It was just enough to follow the modern Chinese classical architectural designs. I believe that King Jing would like it at that time, and it would be much better than the Prince Jing's mansion he lives in now.

The timing of this year is wrong, everything will develop slowly after the beginning of spring.

Therefore, the glass factory is about to open. Because the cost is cheap, the selling price is naturally not much more expensive. Of course, the profit is considerable. A group of ordinary people in the capital can find jobs to support their families.

"Let's order people to build factories. In the same way as cement factories, I will order people to stock up on the stock for the time being and will be used in the beginning of next spring."

"yes!"

Then Xie Lang told them about the use of this transparent glass, which made the Minister of Works shocked.

Nowadays, ordinary people use straw paper in their homes, and wealthy people use waterproof oil paper with high transparency. They use silk cloth for a long time. Rarely, if you are slightly worse, you use straw mats. The worst ones are directly covered by straw. The window paper is definitely not the kind of paper we use for daily writing. After all, it will be ruined after a rain.

Of course, it is not without it, but it is also waste paper after the drafting, but not many people paste windows, and they are basically used to paste walls.

Therefore, glass is used as a window, which made the Minister of Works exclaim in his heart. It is obvious that glass has existed for a few years, so why hasn’t anyone ever thought of it?

In fact, it is nothing more than that of the glass they make today, although crystal clear, its transparency is limited, and it is completely incomparable to the glass they make.

Of course, they wouldn't think about the windows.

King Jing returned to Beijing in the early lunar month and came to meet Xie Lang as soon as possible.

Seeing that there was not much change when he left, but just King Jing, who had lost a little weight, did not say much, but just asked him to leave food here at noon and let the imperial kitchen bake cake for him.

King Jing couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm not hiding it from Your Majesty. I really miss the cake in the past two months."

"I want you to take away the cake making method, but there is no hurry for the time being." She got up and pulled out a roll of paper from the bookshelf next to her, and when she came back, she spread it on the table, "At the beginning of next spring, I will ask someone to rebuild a royal palace for you, this is the drawing."

King Jing was stunned for a moment, but he came to his senses the next moment and asked Manager Lin to push him in front and take the drawings.

After carefully reading it, he felt a lot of emotion.

This house is much better than what he lives in. Even though the ground has not yet been broken, I still look forward to it in my heart.

"I thank you for your kindness."
Chapter completed!