At this time, Wen Jin was waiting for news from Master Que in an inconspicuous palace in front of him.
Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for Master Que, she did wait for Sister Hong.
"Greetings to the Queen, she is a thousand years old!" Sister Hong dressed up very grandly today.
Sure enough, people depend on their clothes.
When she was dressed like this, her frivolous air was gone, and instead she had a sense of dignity as a mistress of an aristocratic family.
Wen Jin told her to get up.
"Your Majesty, I've been waiting for so many days, but I haven't received any explicit instructions from you... The girls in the building have been uneasy all day long. So I hurriedly came to ask."
Sister Hong said while looking at Wen Jin's face.
Wen Jin was wearing the queen's court dress, with a majestic and dignified temperament.
Sister Hong was originally in awe of her, and today she was even nervous when she stood in front of her to talk, and her calves kept trembling.
Wen Jin glanced at her and asked calmly, "Does the girl in the building have somewhere to go?"
Sister Hong said quickly, "If they had a place to go, they should be let go at the beginning, and they could be cleared and exchanged for good status."
"The ones left behind now...have no good place to go. They can't carry them on their shoulders, they can't lift them with their hands, and they can't do anything except singing and dancing."
Wen Jin held his chin and thought for a while.
"Get ready and reopen the business."
Sister Hong's eyes lit up, "Ah? Really?"
Wen Jin said, "You have drawn up a set of regulations with three principles. First, no force. If the woman doesn't want to, you can't force her to stay, let alone force her to do anything... Remember, it's anything. . Second, the sale of human beings is not allowed. Even her parents and brothers cannot sell her. She is a human being, how can she be treated like an animal? Third, the remaining women are all in the deed system. Since humans cannot be sold, , so they are not slaves."
Sister Hong was stunned for a while after hearing this.
First of all, she couldn't understand the first one.
If a woman doesn't want to, can't she be forced to do anything? How to do business then?
"Your Majesty, this servant opens the door to do business, not charity? Please tell me these three points..."
Wen Jin said, "Can't do it?"
Sister Hong nodded hesitantly, "It's a bit difficult."
Wen Jin is not in a hurry. Some things cannot be changed overnight. Once they exist, they have a certain rationality, whether she wants it or not.
"Then go back and discuss it with those women who are unwilling to leave and have nowhere to go. It's about their own destiny. I believe they will be willing to make suggestions for you... Also, don't try to fool me. I will decide the time and the personnel. Send an 'inspection envoy' to secretly investigate whether you have accomplished these three points."
"If I were to find out that you were cheating on me, I wouldn't care about our old friendship."
Sister Hong said quickly, "Don't dare, don't dare..."
She was still confused when she suddenly saw a half-sized eagle flying towards the outside of the hall.
The eagle rested on the pole hanging on the porch, as if the pole was prepared for it.
Its yellow beak was bright, and it lazily pecked at its feathers.
The empress, who had a serious face before, immediately beamed when she saw the little eagle.
"Panxia, go and greet her!" Wen Jin said.
Sister Hong is even more curious, who is coming? Can you make the Queen so happy?
Wen Jin turned to her and said, "You can definitely think of a way. Let's brainstorm, just like when we held the Talent Contest."
"We can learn from previous successful experiences! For example, change the name of Baihua Building to 'Baihua Entertainment' and often organize small activities."
"You can invite celebrities to participate, or you can contact other buildings, such as Qinhuai Building, for networking and interaction!"
"Arrange more innocuous and interesting stage shows...increase the interaction on and off the stage, so that everyone can find happiness..."
"You go back and think more about it."
Sister Hong seemed to have a flash of inspiration in her mind.
But it was too fast for her to catch... At least she was no longer depressed now!
The Queen is right! She went back to ask the girls for their opinions. It was related to their own destiny. They should also contribute some effort!
When Sister Hong resigned and left, Mr. Que was being heard.
"Empress!" Que Ye looked heroic. She was wearing the riding clothes that Yingxiang specially designed for her.
The narrow sleeves are facing each other, and the waist is tied with a wide belt, which makes her waist thin but agile and strong.
The skirt below is not the usual one piece or two sides. Instead, it has four pieces, which are elegant when walking and convenient when mounting a horse.
This set of clothes has the femininity of a woman, but also the sassiness and fortitude. It was simply designed with Master Que in mind.
Her own temperament complements the style of her clothes.
When the people in the palace saw her, their eyes lit up.
Mr. Que was so used to being wild outside the palace that he whistled at the ladies.
It made the palace ladies feel ashamed and secretly happy, their cheeks flushed.
There are also bold palace maids who give her handkerchiefs and sachets... Mr. Que welcomes everyone who comes.
When Wen Jin saw her, he smiled and shook his head helplessly, "You should calm down! I have several young girls here who are secretly asking about you! They even paid for your information to find out when you will enter the palace. They are waiting. I want to see you on the way."
Instead of restraining himself, Mr. Que said proudly, "What's wrong with that? Isn't liking me better than liking those stinky men?"
Wen Jin: "...As long as you are happy."
"Empress, I found what you asked me to find!" Mr. Que was carrying two sticks on his back.
Those who didn't know thought she was here to plead guilty.
She took the two sticks and presented them to Wen Jin.
The stick was wrapped in red cloth. As soon as it was uncovered, Wen Jin's eyes lit up, "Okay! That's it! Very good!"
Master Que looked at her suspiciously, "This thing is not called sugar cane, it's called bamboo cane. It's very hard and can't be eaten. What do you want me to do with it?"
Wen Jin stroked the two sugar canes in front of him, one was a green-skinned bamboo cane, and the other was a purple-skinned sugar cane.
Green bamboo cane has a hard texture and is not suitable for eating raw, but it can be made into sugar and has a high sugar yield.
Purple-skinned sugar cane is crisp and sweet, more suitable for eating raw, and is a top-quality fruit. However, the varieties at this time had not yet been improved, the fiber was very thick, and the taste was far inferior to the sugar cane common to modern people.
It was when Wen Jin was making lollipops for Yu'er that he discovered that in this era, there was no such thing as "sucrose".
The sugar people use is caramel. It is sugar made from grains and boiled from starch and malt, also called maltose.
Therefore, the output of sugar is very low, and it is a specialty of the nobles.
Some people even joked, "Being an emperor means eating two bowls of candy a day!"
Although it is a joke, it shows the scarcity and preciousness of sugar.
"This is a good thing, very useful!" Wen Jin took two sugar cane and went straight to the imperial study room.
When Wen Jin came outside the imperial study room.
Jixiang stretched his neck there and listened with great interest!
"What are you listening to?" Wen Jin asked.
Ji Xiang listened with rapt attention and immediately grinned and said, "Listening to the emperor's 'fighting' with the ministers!"
Wen Jin said, "Does it sound good?"
Jixiang said, "It sounds good, but it's interesting..."
He reacted belatedly and felt the hair on his back explode.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please forgive me!" Jixiang knelt down, sweating profusely from his back.
Wen Jin ignored him and listened for a while.
I happened to hear the minister inside say, "Although it sounds good for the imperial court to build schools in various places... but the money for running the schools must be provided by the imperial court!"
"The imperial court also binds and repairs the hair of teachers who give lectures, just like a salary!"
"According to Qi Shangshu, the imperial court still wants to help poor students who cannot afford to go to school?"
"You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are! Have Mr. Qi calculated how much this expenditure will cost? I'm afraid this expenditure is higher than military expenditure, right?"
"Can the national treasury support so much expenditure at once? It's really... the whims of a literati!"
Wen Jin looked at the sugar cane in her hand and signaled to the palace attendants on the side to report that she wanted to face the Holy Spirit!
