Zhao Chen complained with dissatisfaction.

"Duke Chong, don't be in a hurry. Your achievements this year are obvious to all. If you develop Xianzhou, the ministers in the court will all speak up for you."

"It's so cold!"

"Isn't this room quite warm?"

Zhao Shen chuckled, feeling quite pleased with himself.

For some reason, the thought that I would be transferred back to Tokyo to study in another six months filled me with a sense of longing.

Recently, he has been engrossed in reading the emperor's "Economic Treatise," reading it every night and wanting to read it again after reading it three or four times.

He also sent people to Youzhou to inquire about the latest imperial policies.

With Gaochang captured, the imperial court is bound to make a big move, and it's anyone's guess what grand plans His Majesty will come up with next.

Zhao Shen couldn't help but sigh: It's such a lucky thing to be born in this era. There are so many opportunities. A man should have ambitions to travel far and wide!

"Report."

A sound suddenly came from outside the door.

"What is it?"

"Someone outside is requesting an audience."

Zhao Chen and Zhao Shen exchanged a glance. Who could it be in this freezing weather?

Zhao Chen casually replied, "I won't see you."

"Your Excellency, that man said he has a much bigger deal to discuss with you, and that if you do it well, your position in the court will be even higher."

"Oh, what a boastful tone." Zhao Shen put down his chopsticks. "Let him in."

Before long, the door to the reception room was gently pushed open, and a tall woman wearing a long mink coat appeared before them.

She unfastened her hat, revealing her cascading black hair and beautiful face.

Zhao Chen was slightly taken aback and almost cried out in surprise.

The person who came was absolutely stunning.