Great Qin Empress's Infrastructure Handbook

The increased difficulty of the assessment is also for the future of Daqin, and neither of them has any objections.

After the matter was settled, Zhao Qingrui directly wrote down the imperial edict and sealed it.

"This edict, Li Xiang, is kept first, and will be issued after the assessment is over." Zhao Qingrui handed the edict to Li Si.

"I take orders." Li Si said respectfully.

The most important thing was settled, Zhao Qingrui leaned comfortably on the dragon chair, and with the help of the cabinet, she was finally able to have some private time.

The existence of the cabinet is still very necessary. Of course, attention should also be paid to the fact that the power of the cabinet should not be too large. Moreover, the personnel of the cabinet must be changed every three years.

Flipping through the information sent back from Shangjun, Zhao Qingrui was looking forward to it.

Father has already sent people to test the Huns coalition army, and it will definitely not take long before the news of victory will come.

"Your Highness, Mr. Fusu invites you to Yichun Palace for dinner." Lu Zhi walked in from outside Zhangtai Palace.

"Brother, I understand, just change your clothes and go." Zhao Qingrui nodded.

Fusu didn't invite her to dinner often, mainly because the cooks in the palace didn't cook as deliciously as Zhao Qingrui's cook.

Bringing a box, Zhao Qingrui showed a kind smile on his face, these are all things for Ziying.

"Little aunt, is this really for me?" Ziying's eyes widened. This box is not small, and there must be a lot of things in it. Sure enough, little aunt loves him the most! !
"That's right, it's all for you, no one else has it." Zhao Qingrui patted Ziying's shoulder with a smile.

"Thank you little aunt."

"you are welcome."

"Little sister, don't spoil Ziying too much." Wang Xia said helplessly.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I know." Zhao Qingrui smiled, but she didn't know what kind of expression Ziying would have when she opened the box and saw the contents after she left, would she cry?
"Well, it smells so good, brother specially prepared a lot of good things." Zhao Qingrui looked at the food that was gradually brought up.

"Fortunately, it's not as good as the things in my little sister's palace." Fusu said softly, and then asked all the maids and eunuchs in Yichun Palace to retreat, the family had dinner, and he didn't want outsiders to disturb him.

"Brother is humble, the cook here is not bad, and I like to eat, brother is careful." Seeing what he likes to eat, Zhao Qingrui's eyes bent into crescent moons.

"As long as my little sister likes it." Fusu also smiled happily.

The whole family had dinner lively, and after Wang Xia took Ziying to unwrap the presents, only the brother and sister were left in the palace.

"Brother seems to have something to say to me."

"There are some words. It's not Zhou Pushe. Now the army is going to conquer the Xiongnu. Little girl, you want to rebuild Xianyang. Zhou Pushe thinks that doing so is a waste of national power, and wants to prevent you from rebuilding Xianyang." Fusu sighed.

He didn't want to take care of these things. During half a month in prison, these people started to jump off again, thinking that his opportunity had come, and they wanted to make something happen.

Although he suppressed it, the hearts of those people were not suppressed.

He wanted to suppress Zhao Qingrui by supporting him. Thinking of this, he had a headache and didn't want to care about these things.

He was close to the Confucian scholars, so he wanted Zhao Qingrui to be kind to them, and he wanted to find a way to stop them from committing suicide.

"I know how to rebuild Xianyang. In addition to the money and food in the treasury that needs to be accumulated, there is still a lot left over from the military pay and the salary of officials in the DPRK and China. It is still enough for infrastructure construction." Zhao Qingrui pondered. .

"What do you want, big brother, from these people?" Zhao Qingrui looked at Fusu calmly as she lightly tapped the desk with her fingertips.

Although she doesn't like Confucian students, the status of Confucianism is indispensable, and it is impossible for her to kill all these people.

Rather than putting these Confucian scholars in the court, she would rather throw these Confucian scholars into the school. Since they are so knowledgeable, she should cultivate more talents for Daqin.

"Zhou Pushe is also getting old. I want him to be an official next year. The imperial court is reserved for young people." Fusu smiled wryly, and then said firmly.

Eh?What did Fusu say?Let Zhou Yan become an official?Is this what Fusu said?
"Um, big brother, you said Zhou Pu shot to become an official?" Zhao Qingrui tilted her head and looked at Fusu.

"Yes, otherwise he would always do something stupid." Fusu had a headache, as if as long as he stayed in the court for a day, those Confucian scholars would make a fuss about him, and he still felt very uncomfortable.

Many of these people were teachers who had taught him, and it was because of them that he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Because of my existence, they always have an excuse and hope to put me in that position. I also know that I am not suitable, but I don't want them to be ruined, and even bring disaster to the three clans." Fusu sighed softly, Feeling guilty and helpless.

"I also told them about my ambition and plan, but they always refused to listen, and even misinterpreted my meaning, making them think that this is the position that my father and you forced me to give up." Fu Su continued to worry.

"I understand what you mean, brother. You want them to have a good end." Zhao Qingrui raised her eyebrows, trying to find a way out for those Confucian scholars, lest they mess around and end up killing themselves. .

"Brother, don't worry, I won't let them mess around." Zhao Qingrui said confidently.

"Then what are these people's plans, my little sister?" Fusu quietly heaved a sigh of relief, being held up by those people as an excuse, he was also under a lot of pressure.

"If you make a mistake, go to repair books and compile dictionaries. These people are very knowledgeable. It's too wasteful to send them to corvee. Try to make the best use of what you have." Zhao Qingrui chuckled.

"Brother, there is no need to be stressed. I am not a narrow-minded person. As long as it is useful, I will let them make the best use of it." Zhao Qingrui gave Fusu a reassurance.

Hearing about editing books and compiling dictionaries, the corners of Fu Su's mouth twitched. Because of editing books, among these Confucian scholars, Zhao Qingrui endured countless insults every day.

Nowadays, those who are sent to repair books have no time to rest every day. Book repairing is complicated and boring, and there are still people who resist it. If they do not work honestly, they will deduct their salary and food. There is a lot of resentment in their hearts.

For all the Confucian scholars, the Shushu Institute is like a prison.

Well, repairing books is also good, as my little sister said, it can also make the best use of what they have, and when the books are repaired, they can still last forever, which is a good thing.

After convincing himself, Fusu didn't have any psychological pressure anymore, and even wanted them to make some mistakes and send more people to the book repair center.

Compiling a dictionary is also a big project. It takes a few years to sort out the pronunciation, structure, definition, meaning of each word, and the usage of words and words.

Moreover, a lot of manpower is needed, and there are still a little less people on Chunyuyue's side. Why don't we find some more helpers for the teacher?
What Zhao Qingrui didn't know was that his innocent elder brother had also started to change.

After Zhao Qingrui left, Wang Xia came to Fusu and put a cloak on him, "It's still cold, don't catch a cold."

"You made a new cloak again." Touching the cloak lightly with his hand, Fu Su asked distressedly, he has no shortage of clothes, and Wu Xia likes to make his clothes for him by himself.

He can be at ease busy with the court affairs, family affairs, and the management of the children, all of which are done by Wang Xia, so that he doesn't have to be distracted to manage these things.

"Yes, there are more and more good fabrics on the market now, and there are still a lot of leathers that my little sister gave me before. I have nothing to do when I am free, so I made a new set of clothes for you and Ziying." Wang Xia said gently. Said.

"Thank you for your hard work. I don't need to make mine. I have a lot of clothes. It's enough for you to make your own and Ziying's." Fu Su held Wang Xia's hand, and there were a few more holes in her fingertips. Must have been pricked.

"There are so many palace people in the palace, I don't want you to work so hard." Fu Su said seriously, holding Wang Xia's hand tightly.

The cloak was very warm, and his heart also warmed up. Marrying a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for.

"I still have some work to do, you go to rest first." Patting Wang Xia's hand, Fu Su looked at the pile of booklets.

Wang Xia also saw those things, and sighed softly, "I hope you are just an ordinary gentleman, so you don't have to be so tired."

"If it were ordinary people, how could I give you the life you have today." Fu Su chuckled.

"I'll go and see Ziying first, husband, I'll be waiting for you."

"Heishan, go and find out what's wrong with Madam? She doesn't look well." Fusu put down the pen in his hand and looked at the guards guarding him.

"promise."

Heishan retreated respectfully, only Fusu was left in the side hall, and Fusu's face was a bit sad.

Wang Xia obviously had something to say just now, and he was a little worried.

Early the next morning, Zhao Qingrui looked at the maid beside him, "Go to Ganquan Palace to see how Hu Hai is doing, and see if he is getting better."

Hu Hai has been recuperating from his injuries for several months, so he should be healed, and he should go to work when he is healed.

When Huier, the little maid, came to Ganquan Palace, she heard a burst of laughter.

"Ma'am, the maid on duty in Zhangtai Palace asks to see you." The maid beside Hu Ji hurriedly came to report.

"Why are the maids from Zhangtai Palace here? Please come in." Pursing her lips, Hu Ji's eyes flashed resentment, Hu Hai's life was difficult, and Zhao Qingrui contributed a lot.

However, she didn't dare to show it. Zhao Qingrui is now the crown prince, and Hu Hai has been demoted to a commoner by His Majesty. Their status is very different.

I don't know if His Majesty's mind was trapped by the door, and he actually let a girl sit in the position of the crown prince, and even suppressed all the voices of opposition. This kind of favor is not comparable to that of Mr. Fusu.

"I've met Hu Liangren." Hui'er said respectfully, Hu Hai's voice in the hall was quite loud, as if he was playing with the maids.

"Get up, I don't know why His Royal Highness asked you to come to my Oasis Palace?" Hu Ji said coldly.

"Sir, Your Highness asked the slaves to come and visit Mr. Hu Hai. Hearing Mr. Hu Hai's playful voice, Mr. Hu Hai should have recovered." Huier straightened her back, she was not afraid of Mrs. Hu Hai at all.

As for Hu Hai, if she is offended, she will be offended. She is now His Highness's person, and following His Highness the Crown Prince has a better future than currying favor with Hu Ji.

His Highness is now allowing these servants to study, and also allows these eunuchs and maids to participate in the examination of hundreds of officials after they leave the palace. They are now grateful to His Royal Highness, and Zhao Qingrui's orders are all done at the fastest speed it is done.

Hu Ji's face froze, Hu Hai's life was too hard before, and His Majesty didn't think of this son when he left, so she didn't report Hu Hai's recovery.

She left Hu Hai in Ganquan Palace, and with her watching, her son's life would be better.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingrui sent someone to inquire.

"It's getting better." Hu Ji took a deep breath. Now her arms can't twist her thighs. If she is not honest and obedient, it's hard to say whether she can maintain her current status.

Now on the surface, Mrs. Zheng is in charge of the affairs of the harem, but in fact, Zhao Qingrui is still in charge of everything.

"Now that he has recovered, His Highness has ordered Mr. Huhai to go to Shanglin Garden as soon as possible. Spring will begin soon. This year, we need to breed more hogs, cattle and sheep. The breeding area is not manned enough, and Daqin does not raise idlers." Huier directly sent Zhao Qing Rui's order was read out.

"Hai'er has not fully recovered yet, and Haier is the elder brother of His Royal Highness, how can she treat her elder brother like this." Hu Hai was also given a task, and Hu Ji was in a bad mood, and immediately exploded.

"Hu Liangren can go and reason with His Highness about these words. The servant girl is just passing an order. The servant girl is still on duty in the Zhangtai Palace. The servant girl will not disturb Hu Liangren." After speaking, Huier went to the side hall to have a look. The happy Hu Hai played hide-and-seek, and then returned to his life.

After Huier left, Hu Ji smashed the newly sent teacup. This teacup was very beautiful, and Hu Ji liked it very much before, but now she broke it directly, which shows how angry she is.

The teacup was broken, and all the palace servants who were serving Hu Ji knelt down, trembling.

Even if orchids fall out of favor, they dare not make a mistake.

"Go, call Hai'er over." Taking a deep breath, Hu Ji said in a deep voice.

On Zhao Qingrui's side, she didn't dare to make trouble. Now that His Majesty has left, she is in charge of the whole Great Qin.

The only thing the mother and son can do is to be honest and obedient, otherwise their life will be even more difficult.

"Mother, I'm having a good time, what do you want me to do?" Hu Hai's face was full of unhappiness, and it was hard for him to live a good life. Is it easy for him.

He is now in his 20s, and his father doesn't care about him. If he doesn't marry him, there will be fewer women in Shanglinyuan.

After returning to Oasis Palace to heal his wounds, he was finally able to command others. After his health improved, he would play with those palace ladies every day.

"Just now Zhangtai Palace came, she asked someone to see if you are alright." Hu Ji's voice was cold.

"Her? What does she want to do?" Fear flashed in Hu Hai's eyes. Now he is no longer the high-ranking son who was loved by his father and emperor. He has now been demoted to a commoner.

"She sent an order to let you go back to Shanglin Garden. She said she wanted to raise more pigs, cattle and sheep, and not idlers. Pity my Hai'er." Hu Ji hugged Hu Hai and was unwilling to let go, crying sadly.