With his hands behind his back, he ate a melon, and the country's fortune soared.

Rong Wuniang felt a little embarrassed by Haodaer's cowardly look, and she smiled bitterly at the emperor and empress.

Zhang Ran, who was following his mother, rolled his eyes at his brother, stretched out his little hand and secretly pinched his arm, whispering, "Brother, what are you doing? I'm fine."

Zhang Junmo then remembered that the Emperor and the Empress were still here. He had to suppress his fear and let go of his mother, standing timidly beside her.

【Hmm, what happened to this little guy? 】

[I don’t know,] the system was also confused, [and looked very scared.]

Zhang Ran was thinking in his mind whether it was possible to rub the little princess's chubby face...

Wow, she heard it again. It was the little princess’s voice. She, Zhang Ran, was indeed the chosen little fairy, hahahaha.

Zhang Ran has grown a lot taller now, and her whole body has become rounder. The timidity in her eyes has faded away, and she is now a cheerful and smiling girl.

The Queen liked her very much when she saw her. She waved at Zhang Ran and said, "Are you Ran'er? You have changed so much that I can hardly recognize you."

Hearing the familiar voice and looking at the unfamiliar face, Zhang Ran felt a little awkward but still bowed obediently, "Your Majesty, hello, Madam."

"Okay, good boy," the queen took off a jade bracelet and handed it to Zhang Ran, "Take it and play with it."

"Madam," Rong Wuniang was embarrassed to ask the Queen for something and wanted to stop her, but the Queen had already walked into the workshop with Qianqian and Dahua.

"Since you are here today, go in and take a look. If you do anything wrong, I will punish you."

Rong Wuniang immediately straightened her expression and took the emperor, empress and their entourage to visit the workshop with confidence.

The front yard of the workshop is very clean. There are several pots of orchids, roses and forsythia in the courtyard. The flowers are about to bloom, which is quite interesting.

Going around the front yard is the workshop where the female workers go to work. Only occasional talking can be heard in the workshop, followed by the clattering sounds of the textile machines.

The queen listened for a while and said, "Has the loom been improved? The noise is much quieter now."

She still remembered the first textile loom presented by Rong Wuniang, which was bulky and very noisy.

Rong Wuniang took her daughter's hand lovingly and said, "Ran'er helped to modify a few parts, and the noise is much quieter now."

"is it?"

The queen was very surprised, and Qianqian and Tongzi were even more surprised.

[Wow,] Qian Qian's legs are short, but her steps are not slow at all, [How old is Miss Zhang Ran? 7? 8? That's too amazing.]

[She is indeed amazing. With her family background and talent, her future is limitless.]

The more the queen looked at Zhang Ran, the more she liked him. Well, Sister Hua has already been led astray by money, and if she leads another one astray.

She felt a little guilty, but she really liked Zhang Ran. "Ran'er, do you want to go to the palace to accompany Qianqian?"

I couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Ran looked at the tiny little princess who was grunting as she followed the queen's footsteps, and reached out to rub her chubby, red face.

He took a deep breath and said, "Ma'am, I want to be with my mother. I like the loom."

The queen felt a little regretful. She patted the little girl's head and said, "Okay, then you should continue to improve the loom. Who knows, maybe in the future the loom can become light and compact, not noisy but also easy to transport?"

Zhang Ran's beautiful peach blossom eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded heavily with stars in her eyes.

Qian Qian and Sister Hua looked at each other and raised their hands towards her.

Dahua knew she was tired and wanted to pick up Qianqian, but Mingdedi got there first. Sister Hua is still a child.

"Let Dad come."

Dahua blushed and looked up at Emperor Mingde and smiled. Emperor Mingde took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Rong Wuniang's eyes flashed with surprise when she saw this scene. Their Emperor of Great Xia was really a good father.

Looking along the way, the female workers were wearing the same dresses, which had been slightly modified to make them more convenient for work.

The textile workshop is clean and tidy, and smells very nice.

At noon, the emperor and empress had lunch with the female workers. The family rested in the guest room arranged by Rong Wuniang for a while and then planned to return to the palace.

After the carriage had traveled for a while, Qianqian became excited.

[Hmm, what's that smell? Why is it so fragrant? It smells like sesame. Hmm, it smells so good.]

Emperor Mingde also smelled the odor and hurriedly asked his attendants to ask.

In the Rong family workshop, Zhang Junmo finally found his sister who was staying in the workshop. "Ran'er, Ran'er, did you hear any ghost sounds today?"

God knows how he spent those hours. He was scared to death.

Rong Wu Niang was holding the bowl of ice, a little confused by what her son said, and stopped unconsciously.

"Ghost sound?" Zhang Ran guessed, "What does it mean?"

"It's just a strange cold voice, and the ghost voice of a child ghost. Did you hear it?"

Rong Wuniang...

No wonder the child was acting strange as soon as he came back. I thought he had suffered a great injustice in the Imperial College, but it turned out that it was the little princess's complaints that caused the trouble.

Zhang Ran...

So her brother thinks the little princess's inner voice is a ghost's?

She glanced at her silly brother and said, "I didn't hear it."

Rong Wuniang smiled bitterly and came in with an ice bowl, "It's too hot at noon, come and have a snack."

Zhang Junmo immediately shut up. Since his mother and sister couldn't hear him, he decided not to say anything. There was no point in making them worry for nothing.

Alas, he took a bite of the icy, sweet ice bowl. He decided to go to the Taoist temple to ask for some amulets when he got off work...

After all, this family has to rely on him as a man to protect it.

In the carriage, Qianqian, who was treated as a child ghost by Zhang Junmo, stared at the three people who were crunching sesame cakes.

The cake was so delicious that she just took a small bite.

【Humph. 】

He turned his head to the side, thinking out of sight and out of mind, he placed his little hands on the windowsill, rested his little face on his arms, sulked to himself, and lifted the curtain to look outside.

Emperor Mingde, the Empress and Dahua were only concerned with the delicious sesame cakes in their mouths, and they all wanted to make money after eating the cakes.

Then, I ate another...

[Tongzi,] Qianqian looked out the window, [Look at that family, is the old lady sick? Are they going to take her to see a doctor?]

Not far from the carriage, a sturdy middle-aged man was carrying an old woman with white hair, tattered clothes and a skinny body on his back.

On the left and right sides of the middle-aged man were two younger men. The three of them walked quickly without saying a word.

The system was silent for a long time, and the voice was a little angry. [No,] he sighed fiercely, [The old lady was indeed sick, but her son didn't intend to take her to see a doctor, but threw her into the death kiln.]

Before Qianqian could ask anything, the sesame scent became stronger at her nose and she sucked her saliva.

Turning his head to the left, he saw his father munching on a sesame cake and looking out the car window.

She tilted her head to the right, and her mother's head was on the other side of her, looking around and chewing.

Money money...

His shoulders slumped, and he rolled his eyes in despair, "You guys are so greedy that I'm dying."

The Queen and Emperor Mingde paused for a moment and quickly finished their sesame cake in a few bites.

Big flower...

After my father and mother changed their appearance, they really didn't care about their image at all. Hehe, but this sesame cake is really delicious.

She took advantage of her father and mother not paying attention and stuffed another sesame cake into her small purse. She went back to the palace to look after her sister and asked her to lick it so that she wouldn't choke.

[Tongzi, what does it mean to be sent to a kiln for death? ]

[Alas,] the system sighed deeply, [The Jisi Kiln is an empty plot of land in the mass graves in the western suburbs of the capital, where the elderly who have no one to support them wait to die.]

[No one cares, no one passes by, there is no water, no food, only lonely ghosts to see off the seriously ill elderly. ]

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