The empress called her sister, and the goddess was willing to enter the mortal world

The breeze of early spring is the most soothing. Ziyou lazily leaned on the recliner, looking forward casually. On her calm face, there was a clear expression...

I! am! very! bored!

Her bony fingers played with the branches of some unfortunate tree: "Bei Chenxi has been in the research pavilion for so long, is there any progress?"

Heidan, who was enjoying the sun, turned over and said, "After all, she is an ancient person. It's impossible for her to come up with a low-cost method of making salt so quickly."

"That's true, but I'm about to sprout." Ziyou said to Heidan: "I'll go help her, you go to the palace and call Xiao Xingxing back."

Bei Chenxi was hammering hard, and a few drops of sweat dripped down her cheeks into the container. She didn't notice Ziyou's arrival at all. Seeing her serious look, Ziyou handed her a glass of water: "Have you found a suitable method?"

The unexpected voice made the expressionless person waver a little. She bowed to the goddess and said, "Most of the salt in our dynasty is sea salt. The method is all from frying, using pots and other utensils to fry the salt. I accidentally discovered that drying can better save manpower and material resources."

"Rock salt can be ground into salt, but it is more difficult. It requires natural salt mines as a basis. I only discovered this here. I don't know if there are any outside. In addition, inhaling too much rock salt dust is harmful to the human body, so there are many restrictions."

Ziyou listened to the other party's answer with praise in her eyes: "Try drinking this glass of water again."

Watching the other person drink up the water, she said calmly: "Is this sea water?"

"The water is salty, it must be sea water."

Ziyou smiled and teased: "Not all salty water is sea water, this is lake water."

"Lake?"

This answer made Beichen Xi ponder, and he looked at Ziyou with watery eyes.

"The water in lakes and rivers in saline-alkali areas is mostly salty. There is only water flowing in, but no water flowing out. South Vietnam is located in the south, so the salt you usually drink is bland. The dry northern regions are prone to salt formation. Using the drying method you discovered, you can greatly increase the salt reserves."

Bei Chenxi listened, feeling that the world was being revealed to people bit by bit, and digested the knowledge thoughtfully.

Salt production must be controlled by the imperial court after all, otherwise there will be chaos. Ziyou looked at Nan Wanxing who had been here for a long time and gave her the branch in her hand: "Abundant rain will always fill spring with new vitality."

Looking at the branch in his hand, Nan Wanxing's low and firm words seemed to come from the depths of the sea, making it impossible to escape: "I will let these buds bloom in every corner of spring."

Watching the two people walking away, Heidan jumped out and asked, "Aren't you afraid that something might happen to them?"

"Wildfires cannot burn them all; they will grow again with the spring breeze. They are not ordinary grasses, and they have a strong backer like you behind them." After hearing these words, Heidan happily ran to escort them.

Nanyue Royal Palace

The ministers listened to Nan Wanxing's report and knew that this was a major event that would benefit the country and the people. This good thing would definitely go down in history, so they all rushed to stand out. Seeing what these old guys were thinking, Nan Wanxing stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Ziyou is waiting for me to tell you the results. You can't let her wait too long." The hint in his words made the Emperor of Nanyue ponder.

Normally, this group of people only know how to fight for fame and fortune, and now they want him to take the lead in offending the goddess? Dream on!

Anyway, he is the one who benefits. The Emperor of Nanyue looked at his daughter and said, "I will transfer the power of local officials to you and order 3,000 imperial guards to protect your safety. Those who do not cooperate can be killed first and reported later. All things should be based on the development of salt production."

"Your son obeys your command." Nan Wanxing bowed his head to express his gratitude, with a cold smile on his lips.

The dust has settled, but the active minds of the ministers have not settled.

Nan Wanxing was stopped by a minister when she walked out of the court: "Princess, please stay!"

Nan Wanxing stopped and turned around to look, and found that it was the Minister of Works.

"This is the first time that Princess has taken over the affairs of the court. If you need any cooperation, please feel free to look for me. This matter is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Works. If you have any questions about some details, you can summon me to report."

The words were quite humble. The Ministry of Industry really needed his help.

"Our country is fortunate that Your Excellency is so devoted to salt production. Whenever I encounter difficulties, I will definitely invite Your Excellency to a gathering." After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by other ministers.

These ministers have a really sharp sense of smell. When they saw that the person coming was the Grand Marshal, they lowered their eyes nonchalantly.

"I am the head of the Ministry of War. The matter of salt production involves a wide range of issues, and it is inevitable that there will be a shortage of manpower. Logistics and transportation are under my jurisdiction. When the princess needs anything, you can send me a message and I will send you more people."

Nan Wanxing walked calmly towards the stairs step by step: "Since you have helped me so much, I will definitely not be polite to you, my Lord."

The great Sima was delighted to receive the response. He looked at the princess who was just chatting and laughing and paused. He lowered his eyes and looked down at the people below the stairs. His deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the black ice of ten thousand years. Perhaps...

"This palace and Chen Xi will go ahead. Goodbye."

Looking at the two people's gradually disappearing figures, some people focused their attention on Bei Chenxi.

"Your Highness, where are we going?" Bei Chenxi asked.

"Personally select the imperial guards."

There were many people around who wanted to know first-hand information, and they immediately passed the news to the ears of the imperial guards. The guards were overjoyed, knowing that the princess was now on the rise, and with her help, they would be able to rise to the top in no time. So they immediately put on their best attitude to welcome the princess's arrival.

This is the scene that Nan Wanxing saw when he entered the arena...

The guards, who should have been as sharp as blades, all had shining eyes. From the moment she stepped in here, their gazes had been following her without blinking.

If Ziyou were here, he would be able to find a specific description, which would be a large husky scene.

Looking at the slightly cute guards, Nan Wanxing said, "Those who have no elders, wives or daughters at home, please step out."

As the sound of orderly stomping feet came, the crowd that was just densely packed was reduced to only one third in the blink of an eye.

"Those who do not care about promotion and are not afraid of death take one step forward."

After hearing these words, many guards hesitated. After a while, the number of people standing out was obviously much less, but it was not much different from the number pointed out by her father.

"Are you willing to follow me?" Her voice was so cold that it made people shudder.

Seeing the princess suddenly feeling depressed, the selected guards were not afraid and knelt on one knee: "We are willing to follow Her Royal Highness the Princess."

The person on the high platform raised his hand and said, "Everyone, please stand up. From now on, you will follow me and form your own system."

After counting the number of people, the commander of the imperial guards found that there were still 400 people short of the number that His Majesty had allocated to her: "Your Highness, the number is insufficient. Can you choose again?"

Upon hearing this, some people in the team who regretted their actions couldn't help but feel excited when they saw that there was still hope.

"No need for that. I would rather have nothing than something less than nothing."

One sentence stopped others from trying.