"This dress is really good. Yesterday I went out to drink. Although it looked a little heavier, I took a look on my head after drinking. What do you think?" A general under Duke Zuo stood at the gate of the Privy Council in the morning waiting for the door to open, and chatted with his colleagues next to him: "That end is full of sweat! When you look inside, it's hot."

He was happy, and the officer who had not got anything on the side was just unhappy. Although they also had cold things in winter, compared to the clothes, they only wore a few more pieces, which were cold and heavy.

I also heard that this clothes can be smooth and not touched. Thinking about the fact that after the daily inspection, their bodies were wet and trembling with the snow water, the more they felt dissatisfied.

At this time, Duke Ding came over. He first briefly said what he was going to do today, and then took his people to the warehouse to collect his clothes.

There are 100,000 imperial guards in the capital, but only 20,000 clothes, which is naturally not enough, so he can only guarantee that the front-line camp will collect first, but this is not a long-term solution. After all, if someone has himself or not, he will not be happy to put it in anyone.

Although this matter has been a good match for the Duke of the State, what should I do if there are 80,000 pieces of clothes left?

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"That..." When I returned home from the Privy Council, I saw Zuo Rou, who was sitting in the house and sharing specialties with Zuo Fang, Duke Ding coughed gently: "That... Rouer."

"You are going to scold me again, aren't you?"

Zuo Rou turned her head and looked at him. Duke Zuo coughed a few times in disappointment, touching his nose and feeling embarrassed: "You follow me, I'll tell you something."

After all, it was his own father, so Zuo Rou had to get up and walk out with him. When he came to the hall, Duke Zuo sat down: "There are only 20,000 sets of those clothes?"

"It's too little to say 20,000! Short-term products can be sold in Changan, so expensive, that's not a bargain."

"This..." Zuo Guogong was not stupid, so he naturally knew that this kind of clothes was not a bargain. In addition, he had never asked for anything in his life, but now he didn't know how to speak.

"Besides, this is not something I can do. If you want clothes, go find Song Beiyun." Zuo Rou spread her hands and said, "It's useless to tell me."

Looking for Song Beiyun... I opened my mouth easily. If it were somewhere else, Duke Zuo Guo, who was the Privy Councilor, would definitely not let it go, but that was Chang'an, the special zone, and the only place in the Song Dynasty that was designated to bear the profits and losses.

Even if the palace asks Chang'an for things, they have to pay for money. In Song Beiyun's words, "If you take some today, he will take some tomorrow, and in the end, Chang'an will not be able to live? Can millions of people still live? They are all considered not things, but not people, and they will get used to knocking bones and sucking marrow."

Who can afford to take such yin and yang words in the court... Zhao Xing's face is not that thick, let alone the respected Duke Ding.

In addition, the days of stockpiling military rations in winter, the Privy Council's life is also very tight. The people from the Ministry of Revenue, one or two people who saw the Privy Council's face were not faces, noses, and nostalgia, so they asked them to allocate funds to buy and sell them. The dogs in the Ministry of Revenue wished they could roll on the ground and play tricks. These 80,000 sets of cotton clothes... are difficult.

"If I can shout him, I'll..."

When Duke Ding said this, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth, because saying this would mean he was giving in and begging his daughter? But now there is nothing he can do. If he didn't make up 100,000 sets in a short time, and when the weather gets colder, he will have to cause something.

"Just let me find him." Zuo Rou scratched her face: "Then why do I have the nerve to speak."

"Why are you embarrassed? Why? Jin Ling'er can control Chang'an's money and food, why can't you even have to come to your side?" Duke Ding was a little excited when he said: "I'm the daughter of my Zuo family so unbearable?"

"That's different." Zuo Rou rolled her eyes: "There is Prince Fu who has given her daughter steadily. It's not like some people who are thinking about marrying her daughter all day long."

Duke Ding looked at Zuo Rou a few times, and suddenly he felt that his daughter... was a little different. Is this what she could say?

But at this time, he was also anxious, so he said, "That's the matchmaker who is a formal marriage. What's the matter with you? Are you a princess, can you be a young man? Don't mention this matter again."

"It's not a young man if I don't marry." Zuo Rou said indifferently: "Anyway, I've taken advantage of all the benefits I shouldn't have. I still have to have a young man next year. What do you think I'll do?"

Dingguogong was almost so angry that his myocardial infarction was clenched heavily in his hand and said, "You are shameless!"

"Why am I shameless? Why can't I be with the person I like? You can lock me at home and finally become an old girl no one wants. Go and ask, is there another man in the world who dares to marry me? Who do you ask, ask from all over the world, ask questions from Liao, ask questions from the Jin Dynasty, ask questions from the grassland, ask questions from Dali, ask questions when you see someone, ask someone if they dare to marry Zuo Rou."

"you……"

Dare? Dare it! Everyone in the world knows that Princess Zuo is willing to follow Song Beiyun namelessly and marry Zuo Rou? It's almost crazy. For a woman, she offended the petty, stingy, ruthless and ruthless Song Beiyun. She is so unthinkable that she can't think about it.

"A bastard!" Duke Ding's face turned pale and was about to leave: "Well, I've known that I'm not talking to you for a long time."

Zuo Rou took out a note from her arms calmly: "Where is my authority, because I am not as smart as hers. But 80,000 clothes are just a matter of one sentence."

Duke Ding Guo was stunned for a moment, turned to look at his daughter, but he didn't understand for a long time.

"In Chang'an, there are 47 public textile factories and 32 private textile factories, 16 of which are named Zuo." Zuo Rou chuckled: "There are four engineering teams and one canal transport team. Not to mention anything else, 100,000 sets of clothes are just the money I have earned in a few months. You can do it if you want it, just write me an IOU."

"you……"

"I, the Emperor and Song Beiyun are doing business like this." Zuo Rou said with dissatisfaction: "And I don't allow them to give me IOUs, they are all made with money and goods."

"Okay, Zuo Rou, I'm doing business until I'm on the top of my head!" Duke Ding was so amused and crying: "I don't beat you today and I can't beat you to cry."

"Just fight, the clothes are gone after the fight." Zuo Rou learned Song Beiyun's expression very well: "You think I am a young man in Chang'an, but you don't know that nearly 10,000 people call me the boss now."

"Where did you learn this accent?" Duke Ding suddenly calmed down and his tone became much softer.

Zuo Rou blinked a few times: "Jin Ling'er taught me, I said this..."

She suddenly covered her mouth halfway through the speech, and Duke Ding walked back and forth in front of the hall with his waist on his waist, then rushed out of the mansion and headed straight to the mansion of Fuwang, the Fukuen, just arrived in Jinling for the New Year.

What else can he do when he comes here? Of course he is complaining.

However, after listening to his narration, King Fu also pondered for a moment, looked back at the princess, and the two nodded: "It's Jin Ling'er's appearance, she can do such a thing."

"Old Zuo." The princess handed the snack from the side: "You always have something to do with your child."

Duke Zuo sighed: "Sister-in-law doesn't know anything...Oh!"

He slapped his knees, his face full of helplessness: "The princess is a young man, so what's the face of my Zuo family?"

"Face?" The princess smiled and said, "You want to continue making trouble, but you are really embarrassed. Can you bear the support from Chang'an to you?"

"Hmm? What do you mean by sister-in-law?"

King Fu also had a beard in this matter and said in a deep voice: "In my opinion, Chang'an should have sent 100,000 sets of clothes. It was originally given to you by the child. With his style, there are other things besides clothes. But Jinlinger..."

"Jin Ling'er, that doll is very sensible. She must have asked Xiao Wan'er to do such a thing, and she is forcing you to surrender." The princess smiled and said, "You just have to speak and surrender. You can save face. Do you believe it?"

Duke Zuo scratched his head and looked at Prince Fu. King Fu also spread his hands: "You know Jin Ling'er's, her child... it's better to go back and be soft. Some things are so unscrupulous that we elders can't help. Besides, Xiao Wan'er is straightforward. If she is really unhappy, she would have come to complain a long time ago."

"That's it." The princess also said: "Xiao Wan'er has a very tough temper. If you want to fight her, she can really be so stubborn that you are angry. What are you going to twist with her? Good and bad things are like drinking water, and the child is happy. If you really obey the etiquette, will she be able to kill you in front of you? Do you believe it?"

Trust, of course, is trust. How could my child not understand? Duke Ding just couldn't swallow this, but after being said by Princess Fu, he was silent for a long time.

"You, go back and take it as a soft hand with your child. Just think, Jin Ling'er should have taught Xiaowan'er some damage. He should have stocked up the things. If you are evil, he will not give it to you. If you agree, he will give you a lot of money."

"These gang..."

Duke Ding was about to scold him, but when he took into account Prince Fu and the princess, he swallowed the words to his mouth.

"These bunch of bastards." Prince Fu smiled and said his words: "Look at the court, you will know that we are older than the other, but the little bastards are very cunning. The world has changed, and the era between you and me is over."

After drinking tea with Prince Fu, Duke Ding returned to his mansion. Seeing Zuo Rou was gone, he called Zuo Fang: "Where is your sister?"

"I went to the city to drink flower wine." Zuo Fang also sold her sister indifferently: "She also said that when she came back tonight, if you scold her again, she would set off for Chang'an."

Duke Ding sighed: "Go and find your sister back."

"Dad, my son advises you, don't be mad at my sister again..."

"If you want to go, you can go, where can you get so much nonsense!"
Chapter completed!