Three days later, Song Qingyue met the real male protagonist of this novel, Li Hu, the eldest son of Prince Jing's palace, in Meng Wanfeng's teahouse which was still under renovation.

How to put it this way, Song Qingyue didn't think he was more handsome than Li Zhao, but he was by no means inferior to Li Zhao, but he was just different in handsomeness.

This man's appearance is more "decent" than that of Li Zhao. His skin has a healthy wheat color due to his long-term military service, his eyes are firm, and his back is straight. At first glance, you can tell that this man is very upright and can be selected to go to Tiananmen Square.

The kind of guardian of the republic who raises the flag!

Sure enough, his appearance fits the character of a heroic, upright, and loyal person.

Li Yan felt a little uncomfortable with Song Qingyue's direct gaze. He coughed twice and asked: "I heard from Wan Feng that Miss Song San wants to raise sheep in the northwest?"

Only then did Song Qingyue come back to her senses. She lowered her eyes and took a sip of hot tea to cover up her rudeness and said: "Young Master, let's take a look at things first. There are already some soldiers in the Northeast Frontier Army. I think it will also be winter in the Northwest."

It’s freezing cold, sir, you will also like it.”

Song Qingyue then took out all the things that she had shown to Meng Wanfeng last time and showed them to Li Hui. However, the jar of refined wool oil with rose essential oil was replaced with the cheapest large bowl of lamb smell.

The clean kind.

"This is?" Li Yan was very surprised, it was something he had never seen before.

"Made of wool." Song Qingyue enthusiastically promoted, "Look at this wool hat. It would be much more comfortable when padded in a metal helmet in winter, right? And this sweater is elastic! It can be put on and taken off easily.

It’s convenient, wouldn’t it be much warmer if you put it on over your middle coat?”

"You want to do the munitions business?"

Song Qingyue shook her head and said: "Regardless of military needs or not, I want to enclose some land in the northwest and raise sheep first. Sir, can you help me?"

Li Wei smiled very gently: "How much land do you want to enclose, girl?"

"Hmm - at least three to four thousand acres."

"It's not difficult. There are a lot of vast grasslands and deserts in the northwest, but I have to say something first. There are wars there all the year round. The Oara people and the Eastern Chagatai people are unreasonable. They come and go. Maybe one morning you will raise them.

All the sheep will be robbed until every last one is left." Li Zhu reminded very sincerely.

Song Qingyue was really afraid of this. She asked cautiously: "Have you heard about the construction of roads and fortresses along the Jurchen and Tatar tribes outside the Northeast Great Wall?"

Li Yan's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was obviously more concerned about this matter. "If possible, I hope that similar defense facilities can be built in the northwest. I have seen the structural diagram of the bunker. It is really exquisite!"

Song Qingyue said: "That bunker was actually originally designed by me to protect Zhuangzi, which I built near the Great Wall, so I will also build a few more bunkers in Zhuangzi in the northwest. However, the cost of building roads will probably be relatively high.

My idea is to simply build a factory in the northwest and produce and sell it locally, so as not to have to transport it back and forth and waste manpower and material resources. If the young master is willing to find someone locally to do this business for me, I am willing to hand over the technology to him

, just give me 20% of the shares when the time comes."

"This is a great idea! Miss Song San is not only smart, but also a person who cares about the world." Li Zhu praised her sincerely.

Song Qingyue was so embarrassed by his praise. She was just too lazy to run around like a dog. She just wanted to collect some patent fees and count the money while lying down.

When leaving, Li Zhu personally sent Song Qingyue to the back corner door, and his attitude seemed much warmer than when he first met her.

"Don't worry, Miss Song. If there is any news, I will ask Wan Feng to contact you." He said while standing beside the carriage.

Song Qingyue nodded to him and thanked him: "I am waiting for the good news from the young master."

Li Zhu stood at the corner gate and watched the carriage go away, then turned back.

In fact, this garden was originally his place. Meng Wanfeng said she wanted to open a tea house, so he lent it to her.

"Master, what do you think of Miss Song San?" Meng Wanfeng came out of the wing at some point and looked at Li Hu with a smile and asked.

Li Yan lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "She is indeed a beauty."

But Meng Wanfeng said: "Not only is she a beauty, I don't think many noble families in this capital can compare to a Miss Song San. I would say, Li Zhao is not that kind of person who is so lustful that she is stupid."

Li Yan frowned slightly, looked at Meng Wanfeng, and asked: "What is the grudge between you and Li Zhao? From what I have observed in the past few days since I came to Beijing, he is not doing it for his own selfish interests as you said.

, an unscrupulous person.”

Speaking of this, Meng Wanfeng's face darkened: "That's because you don't understand him. Young Master, please don't forget that the collapse of the East Palace was the work of Prince Su and his son! The Queen and His Highness the Crown Prince are kind to your Prince Jing's Palace."

of!"

"But His Royal Highness, he...has indeed done a lot of things wrong." Li Hu looked at Meng Wanfeng, his frown never loosening, as if he was wavering on the matter of revenge for the East Palace.

Meng Wanfeng was a little helpless. Not even Li Zhao's people could find out anything about Li Zhao, and she herself couldn't come up with the crimes she kept accusing Prince Su of having committed.

But she had indeed experienced those things in her previous life, so there was no reason why those things wouldn’t happen in this life!

But without any basis, she couldn't convince Li Hu to make up his mind to deal with King Su and Li Zhao, so she could only repeat helplessly: "You don't understand Li Zhao."

Li Zhu looked down at this little girl. She had not yet grown hair, but she always had a serious expression on her face. He knew what she had gone through at home, so he felt pity for her and felt empathy for her. He touched her

Head, said softly: "Don't think too much, after all, I will definitely protect you in the future."

"Sir, I..."

When Meng Wanfeng was about to say something, Li Yan put an index finger on her lips to prevent her from continuing. He smiled gently and said: "I know that you have no feelings for me. But since I promised to form an alliance with you in the first place,

, and I agreed to be engaged to you, so naturally I will protect you to the end. Now that the imperial edict has been issued, but I broke off the engagement without any reason, what will others say about you? Unless you fall in love with someone else, why not just marry me? I promise you

, I will definitely live up to you in this life.”

Meng Wanfeng looked into his eyes, extremely sincere and serious. She wanted to refuse, but she couldn't say a word.

Li Hu smiled, and there seemed to be stardust shining in his two dark eyes.

Meng Wanfeng knew that she was tempted again.
Chapter completed!