I lead the system to tease the First Emperor to build infrastructure

With the prevalence of paving and coal blocks in Xianyang.

Zhao Jun also spent the busiest August.

Today, almost all the roads in Xianyang City are paved with cement, which is smooth and smooth.

Especially after a rain two days ago, the advantages are even more obvious.

Coal was also quickly accepted by everyone.

Now that the weather is still hot, ordinary people don't buy much coal, but larger restaurants or people who need to use fire to do business all buy coal.

There is no way, because it is really easy to use.

As a result, the Neishi Mansion gained another big income.

Zhao Jun asked Bai Zhangling to directly communicate with Meng Yi, and collected and sorted out the proceeds from the coal mining site every month.

Zhao Jun is making preparations before departure, because she is about to leave for the Northland.

Entering September, the season of cotton harvest is about to come. There is news from the Northland that the cotton workshop has been completed.

Many textile machines have also been produced by surrounding craftsmen.

She has to wrap up the affairs in Xianyang, and then rush to Beidi.

"How about it, Qingliu, we won't be here for too long this time, have you dealt with the matter at the workshop?"

Because of the lessons learned from last time, Qingliu pays special attention to the workers in the workshop.

"No problem, my lord. In fact, if Xiao He doesn't go, he is the best candidate."

"However, you told me before that he would also go, so Xiao He and I found a few more people in the workshop."

"It's not about letting someone act as an agent of the workshop, but several people manage it together. This is what Xiao He told me."

"And I have already asked Guo Zhangling from the Neishi Mansion to check it from time to time, there is no problem."

She said one by one, obviously she had made a lot of preparations before.

"Okay, what about Xiao He, I've already told him how his preparations are going."

Zhao Jun checked the account books of the coal mine during this period in the Neishifu, and found no problems, and Meng Yi was very clear about what he did.

"Oh him, he's almost ready, and now he's telling Liu Ji what to do."

"I heard that Liu Ji was screaming hoarse when he heard that he was going to travel far away."

Qingliu had a malicious smile on her face.

Zhao Jun also showed an indescribable expression after hearing this.

"Tell me, Liu Ji probably has other ideas about Xiao He."

"However, you can't blame him, after all, Xiao He was too gentle with him."

Zhao Jun said it jokingly.

She really felt that Xiao He sometimes raised Liu Bang as his son.

After finishing the affairs of the Internal History Mansion and the workshop, Mr. Zhao has to say goodbye to the man in the palace.

Not only her, but Fusu also wants to go with her, so why not say goodbye to Ying Zheng.

The news that she was leaving had already been known to Ying Zheng, after all, she had said before that she would go again.

It was only when Zhao Jun and Fu Su Qiqi came to say goodbye to him that Ying Zheng suddenly understood.

The time is up so quickly, it's time for them to set off.

"My lord, we are leaving the day after tomorrow, and I came here to bid you farewell today."

In the evening, Zhao Jun brought Fusu over.

She didn't come here with two people, and she brought today's dinner in advance.

Think of it as a breakup meal before leaving.

"I've been back for so many days and haven't had a good time to eat hot pot because of the hot weather. It just happened to be raining today. Rainy days and hot pot are the best match."

She beckoned the people in the dining room to bring the things up.

Ying Zheng was already familiar with the posture of eating hot pot, and soon sat down in front of the stove.

"It seems that the first time I ate hot pot was with Mr. Zhao and my father."

Fusu looked at the bubbling bottom of the pot and sighed sincerely.

This is also his second time eating hot pot.

"Yeah, that's my first time eating hot pot, okay?"

Zhao Jun recalled the scene that day, and she was angry that Ying Zheng delayed her exclusive time to enjoy the delicious food.

"Stoves are a little different today."

Ying Zheng had eaten hot pot by himself many times, and he felt that something was wrong just as soon as he saw the stove being served.

"Your Majesty, you found out that the original firewood was replaced by coal, which is more convenient to eat."

Originally, this kind of stove should be used with briquettes. It was really inconvenient to use firewood before.

After the rain in the evening, the sky is humid and hazy, and there is a rare refreshingness in the hot and dry atmosphere of summer.

The boiling hot pot was emitting steam, and the rising smoke gradually filled the entire hall.

The window next to the room was opened by her, and the people standing in the corridor outside also smelled this domineering aroma.

The three of them just sat opposite each other, chatting while eating.

"When will you come back this time?"

Ying Zheng asked with a chopstick of beef.

"It won't be long this time, probably just over a month. It's already September, and I'm sure I'll be back before the New Year."

Zhao Jun didn't delay eating while talking.

"Well, that's okay. When will the cotton coats in the Northland be ready? Winter is coming soon, and the soldiers at the border should be in great need."

Ying Zheng didn't forget the cotton coat he was reading, and it was going to be winter soon.

"I will organize people to start spinning the day after tomorrow. I will definitely be able to make a batch a year ago, but I can't be sure about the quantity. When the time comes, I will write to the king to see which side needs the most. I will give priority to supply, but don't worry, there will always be some in the future."

"Well, the widow will send someone to deliver it to you at that time."

Zhao Jun nodded, of course someone had to bring it, but she didn't have anyone to deliver it to them.

"Fusu, your hairy belly is too hot, it should be so hot."

She picked up the hairy belly next to her and fished it up and down in the pot for a while.

"Understood, the hairy belly tastes best when it's tender."

Fusu watched her movements and nodded, imitating and doing the same.

"Father, my son will not be back until the Chinese New Year when I go to the Northland this time. Can General Meng Tian come back with us?"

he asked.

Fusu did not forget Meng Tian who was still in Shangjun. He remembered that General Meng Tian would always come back at the end of the year.

"The widow doesn't know, but according to the situation in previous years, he will indeed return to the city at that time. You can ask him if he will return with you."

Fusu relaxed a lot in front of Ying Zheng now.

It seemed that after the accident last time, he suddenly understood.

"During this time, have you and Jun Zhao learned anything?"

Fu Su paused, most afraid of his father's sudden homework exam.

"Erchen has benefited a lot during this period. Following Mr. Zhao to see her smart and wise ability and decisiveness in dealing with people, I learned a lot of ability to deal with people and met many talented people."

"For example, Mr. Xiao He, I think he is quite talented, but he is also willing to work under Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Jun couldn't help but look sideways at him when he said this.

When did he know that Xiao He was quite talented?

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows, this was the first time he heard Fu Su praise someone.

"Mr. Xiao He, who is he?" Ying Zheng asked.

"This is a talented young man who works under Mr. Zhao. He will also go to the Northland with us this time."

"Mr. Zhao has high hopes for him."

Fu Su smiled and praised Xiao He.

High hopes?Talented teenager?
Ying Zheng turned to look at Zhao Jun, looking at her inexplicably.

Zhao Jun lowered his head and just swallowed a piece of tofu, then looked up innocently at Ying Zheng.

"Ah, you mean Xiao He?"