After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

In other words, the official was completely unaware of Fang Jin's murder.

Master Chen knew that he was finished and did not want to drag anyone else into it, fearing that his family would be retaliated against.

There is one more thing.

Their testimony never mentioned Prince Ning from beginning to end.

But Fang Jin was accusing the Prince of Ning.

Nanny Yun lost her temper and said, "Sir, Fang Jin was murdered, but it has nothing to do with my young master! Fang Jin is slandering me with empty words."

Fang Jin said calmly, "Why rush? We have to hear what Steward Chen has to say before we can know the truth, right?"

Just then, an official ran in and half-knelt on the ground.

"Sir, the steward of the Earl of Changping said that the chief steward Chen is not in the capital, but is conducting business outside. He has sent a message and he will be back in the capital in the next two or three days."

Well, the important witness is not here, so the case can only be heard here for the time being.

The people left cursing, they were just about to know the truth, alas.

Day after day, the yamen is just like a storyteller, stuck on the content.

Fang Nanzhi stood up, feeling quite regretful and inexplicably impatient.

"Mother, do you think the Bo Mansion will hand over the person?"

"Yes, there's no need to drag it out." Qian Fengping felt that if he didn't want to hand it over, it would be better to find another excuse.

"Mom, are you talking about a living person or a corpse?" Fang Nanzhi asked again.

"It's most likely a corpse." It was Meng Lan who answered.

It is too easy to find an unexpected reason to kill a manager.

"I think it's a living person." Qian Fengping always felt that Fang Jin was quite confident.

"Then let mother make a bet with Aunt Lan. The loser can treat me and Grandma Meng to dinner." Fang Nanzhi rolled her eyes.

Qian Fengping was amused: "You are quite clever, little girl. No matter who loses, you won't starve, right?"

Mrs. Meng smiled and took Fang Nanzhi's hand: "Then I will follow Zhizhi and benefit from it."

A few people chatted and laughed, then got on the carriage and left.

Unfortunately, Fang Tong was busy with official duties today and was unable to leave early to watch the fun.

He entered the palace.

To be honest, compared to my daughter, Fang Tong has only been to the palace a few times.

Who made him hold such a low official position?

But compared with the ninth-rank officials, he definitely entered the palace the most times, so Fang Tong was very proud that he did not bring shame to the ninth-rank officials.

This time, he entered the palace with Wang Yun.

During this period, Wang Yun has tried scarves, sweaters, trousers, and cashmere coats, especially cashmere coats, which are filled with wool and are as good as cotton, and even warmer.

This name was given by Fang Tong.

The book he read about down jackets was called down jackets, and they were mostly filled with duck down or goose down. The outer material was also very special, which was far superior to his simple cashmere filling.

So he changed the name to cashmere clothing.

Tai Chi Hall.

Three palace maids were holding trays containing finished scarves, sweaters, and cashmere coats.

Lord Wang is chattering away.

"Your Majesty, after inspection by me and my colleagues, this sweater is perfect for autumn, keeping you neither too cold nor too hot. The scarf also protects you from the cold wind at any time of year. It's both practical and beautiful."

"Most importantly, the cost of simply collecting wool is very low, only one-fifth the price of cotton. I believe that equipping soldiers with cashmere clothing will help keep them warm and prevent cold. Perhaps we can give each soldier one."

You have to know that the imperial treasury is limited, and it is difficult to equip soldiers with military supplies all year round.

Soldiers freeze to death every year.

Wang Yun is very confident that with wool, people at the border may not freeze to death this year.

The emperor sat upright, his eyes fixed on the cashmere coat.

When Eunuch Fu saw this, he hurriedly took the tray and helped the emperor change his clothes.

It is light and thin at first, at least much lighter than a cotton coat, but once you put it on, you will quickly feel warm all over.

The emperor was very satisfied after just trying it on.

"Not bad, we can give it a try."

"What do you think about this implementation, Lord Fang?" His eyes suddenly fell on Fang Tong.

Fang Tongxin raised his head slightly. No matter how slow he was, he knew this was an opportunity.

The answer is yes. Only if you gain the emperor's favor will your future be truly guaranteed.

He chose his words carefully: "Your Majesty, I have little education and experience, so I only have superficial ideas. I think that although wool is cheaper than cotton, it still requires more effort to last."

This piqued the emperor's interest.

Fang Tong said cautiously, "I think the wool can be obtained from the sheep. With the promotion of cashmere clothing and sweaters, the price of wool is bound to rise. After the price rises, it will be difficult to guarantee that the soldiers will have cashmere clothing every year."

"Why not promote and sell sweaters and scarves, which are nice-looking, first? Use the profit to collect wool and provide cashmere clothing for the soldiers."

To be honest, sweaters and scarves can be provided to soldiers, but they are far less important than cashmere jackets.

Therefore, it is better to make money from the other two businesses and use the money earned to buy cashmere clothes.

We can’t ask the Ministry of Revenue to pay every year, right?

Things that only go out without coming in are unlikely to last long. I'm afraid that in a few years, even soldiers won't be able to wear cashmere jackets.

The emperor didn't expect that he could think so far ahead.

"Oh? Lord Fang, who do you think should take charge of this sweater business?"

Lord Wang's eyebrows jumped and he couldn't help winking at Fang Tong, fearing that he would tell the Ministry of Revenue or the Ministry of War. Wouldn't their Sinong Temple's work be in vain?

Fang Tong pondered for a moment before speaking: "Your Majesty, I dare not make the final decision on such a major matter, but I believe that the cooperation of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Agriculture is indispensable for the success of this matter."

He smiled foolishly.

"The Sino-Agricultural Ministry knows how the sweaters are made, and the profits belong to the Ministry of War, so..."

The emperor looked at him deeply.

"Although Lord Fang did not get his place through the imperial examinations, he is pragmatic, talented, and has a sincere heart for the people and soldiers. You should be the first to be credited with this cashmere coat."

Fang Tong quickly spoke modestly, saying things like he was cultivated by his superiors and helped by his colleagues.

Now he was being tactful again.

The emperor sent someone to call the Minister of Revenue and the Minister of War to discuss the matter together.

This time, they couldn't come to a decision until dark.

The emperor asked them to go back and think about it more.

Fang Tong left the palace, breathed a sigh of relief, and then happily went home. Hehe, he might get a promotion.

Just as he was about to get on the carriage, Minister Zhao stopped him.

Minister Zhao's eyes were filled with admiration and satisfaction: "Master Fang, you have such a thoughtful thought. I would like to thank you on behalf of the soldiers in the army."

As he said this, he also wanted to salute.

The square copper broke apart flexibly, unable to bear it at all, and helped the man up again.

"Sir, you are embarrassing me. This is what I should do. Besides, my brother is a general. I know the hardships of the soldiers. If I can help, I will definitely help."

Minister Zhao could see that he was sincere in what he said.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Outsiders said that the Fang brothers were lucky to become officials.

But only those who understand them know that the brothers' character and abilities make them truly worthy of being officials.

He patted Fang Tong's shoulder and said, "I think Lord Fang is quite good at manufacturing. Why don't you come to my Ministry of War? We also want to work on equipment."