The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

The new house was festive, decorated with colorful wedding ribbons, the curtains and curtains were all replaced with red wedding silk, the window lattice was pasted with paper-cuts of Mei Lun and Mei Huan, the walls were pasted with the word "囍" in red, and candlelight was shining brightly. The photo made the room full of red.

Jiang Fuguang was so tired that he almost collapsed.

Ji Ruxuan was heartbroken and reached out to take off the dragon and phoenix crown on her head, but Jiang Fuguang sternly refused.

"I'm just too tired. I'll feel better after taking a rest. I haven't done the ceremony of joining the bed, so I can't take off the dragon and phoenix crown." After saying that, she didn't forget to glare at him and warned fiercely, "Today It's a big day, it only happens once in a lifetime, you are not allowed to mess around anymore, do you hear me?"

Every etiquette of the evening ceremony is complicated and solemn, and contains good wishes for the newlyweds. She hopes that it can be completed successfully. She does not want to recall today's wedding for the rest of her life, and will have regrets when she thinks of the unfinished etiquette.

Her eyes were like water, reflecting the red clouds in the room. She glared at people, her eyes were watery, like waves rising up, and she was tender and angry, and I felt pity for her.

"Twice," Ji Ruxuan looked at her and smiled, "You have forgotten, when we return to Anjing, we will hold another ceremony for becoming the queen."

She got up at 9 o'clock today and has been struggling until now. She is completely exhausted and she is not done yet!

Thinking that there would be a gift waiting for her soon, Jiang Fuguang couldn't help but his eyes darkened, and he looked at Ji Ruxuan with wide eyes: "Otherwise, An Jing's side..."

"No," Ji Ruxuan curled her lips and smiled cutely and innocently, "I have already sent a message to Anjing to make preparations in advance."

This time the ceremony was a bit hasty, and it only took two months to complete. I heard that when a wealthy family gets married, it takes half a year just to complete the three books and six etiquettes. If you want to marry the woman you like, you have to get a lot of time. A year and a half, or even longer.

Next time, I will definitely give her a grander evening ceremony.

Jiang Fuguang was too tired to talk to him.

Yingluo brought some food over, and Ji Ruxuan quickly coaxed her and fed her a bowl of astragalus, angelica, red dates and fish maw.

Jiang Fuguang was so tired that he had no appetite at all. He barely ate a small bowl and then refused to eat any more.

Ji Ruxuan saw that she ate less and was a little worried: "I'll send someone to ask for an imperial doctor..."

On the wedding day, I didn't even finish the etiquette, so I just hugged her and ran away. It was not unlucky to hire an imperial doctor.

Jiang Fuguang lost his temper because of what he did, so he kept his spirits up and said, "The civil and military ministers are still waiting for you to go over to the Taiji Hall to have a banquet. You should hurry up and don't miss the time."

A group of big men were eating, drinking, and watching vaudeville shows. It was not interesting to feed their daughter-in-law, and Ji Ruxuan didn't want to go at all.

He pretended not to hear, quickly peeled a pear, cut it into small pieces, pricked a piece with a silver skewer and brought it to her lips.

"The Qiubai pears that were sent as tribute from Liaodong were just delivered to the capital yesterday. Please try them quickly."

Jiang Fuguang opened his mouth and ate it: "The Qiubai pear has tender flesh and a softer texture. The juice is not as abundant as that of southern pears. It should be more durable for storage. Moreover, there is sufficient sunshine in Liaodong, so the fragrance and sweetness are stronger and the taste is sweeter. The advantages are very prominent," she said His eyes lit up, "It is suitable for making pear paste, preserved fruit, making wine, and preparing pear flavor. It has high medicinal value..."

On your wedding night, tell me this!

Ji Ruxuan was speechless, but still very honest: "If stored properly, Qiubai pears can be stored until the beginning of summer next year, and after storage, Qiubai pears will become golden in color and have a rich aroma. To affect the taste, Qiubai pears can also be stored frozen. After being frozen, Qiubai pears taste soft and sweet, just like summer smoothies and have a unique flavor, which is very popular among many nobles in the north."

Jiang Fuguang has already conceived the industrial economy of Qiubai pear in his mind: "Most fruits are not suitable for storage, the transportation cost is too high, and the transportation quantity is limited, so their value is high, and the fruit has become a rarity. Qiubai pear can Expand planting and sell it as a local specialty across the country, promote local trade economy, and increase people’s income...” ˆ ˆ ˆ Liaodong is a vast area with rich resources and a suitable climate. As long as the imperial court encourages the planting of Qiubai pears and sends people to teach planting experience, the pear trees will last for five years As a result, it can be grown on a large scale in three to five years, is durable in storage, and has no worries about sales. It is a profitable business.

Ji Ruxuan opened his mouth and wanted to interrupt her.

"Ji Ruxuan, I thought of it," Jiang Fuguang seemed to have been opened up to Ren and Du's second line, and looked at him with surprise, "I'll ask the Ministry of Household Affairs to make statistics on the special crops, commodities, industries, etc. across the country. The imperial court will give it a certain Support and reward, and develop targeted development for local areas, so that some areas can be lifted out of poverty as soon as possible."

Ji Ruxuan wiped his face vigorously, so when he ate the Qiubai pear, he could only think that this pear is good and Jiang Fuguang will definitely like it!

And what about Jiang Fuguang? It can be said that it is indeed the brain of the eldest princess. When eating an autumn white pear, what comes to mind is the development of a local characteristic industry, and then it rises to the development of local characteristics across the country?

What is a pattern?

That’s it!

but!

Ji Ruxuan looked resentful: Do you still remember that today is our happy day?

The more Jiang Fuguang talked, the more excited she became. Her mind was filled with her idea of ​​developing local specialty industries and forming a healthy industrial chain. Farmers would be responsible for farming, and workers would harvest agricultural products and make them into various specialty products, which would be transported and sold by merchants.

"In the current era of insufficient productivity, all commercial and trade development must be based on agriculture. Only the prosperity of agriculture can ensure food production. Only when natural disasters occur in the country, there will be food to provide relief. Therefore, in order to form a healthy industrial chain, we must first prevent Local business gentry oppresses farmers, so they need to formulate a series of national policies that emphasize agriculture and suppress business, strengthen supervision of business gentry, and add ways to report orders so that people can report..."

Shut up. If you keep talking, it's time to run to the study. Ji Ruxuan picked up a piece of pear and stuffed it into her mouth.

Jiang Fuguang chewed a pear piece and looked at him with a blank expression. Ji Ruxuan went over to kiss her. She had just finished eating the pear, and there was a sweet taste on her lips.

It wasn't until Jiang Fuguang fell softly into his arms that Ji Ruxuan panted and let go of her: "It's so sweet!"

Jiang Fuguang leaned softly in his arms. .

Ji Ruxuan stared at her pretty and blood-filled lips, feeling a little unfinished. After seeing her breathing heavily, he moved closer to her.

At this time, Yingluo's voice came from outside the curtain: "Your Majesty, the banquet has been prepared. The adults are waiting for Your Majesty to go to the banquet outside Tai Chi Hall."

Jiang Fuguang woke up from a dream and quickly pushed him.

Ji Ruxuan looked sad and shouted angrily toward the outside of the curtain: "If you don't want to go, you won't go. What's the point of drinking wine? Let them drink it by themselves."

Yingluo stood outside the curtain with a look of embarrassment on her face, thinking to herself: Mr. Jun Xuan has become the emperor, why is his temper still the same as before in the eldest princess's mansion? Only the eldest princess can control him.