After bidding farewell to A Ye and A Hua reluctantly, Chu Yuening prepared to return to the palace with Ying Zheng. She did not dare to stay outside for long.

If an assassin came, she swore that Ying Zheng would not let her leave the palace for a year.

However, what the crow says comes true.

A middle-aged man in gray suddenly rushed over, muttering something.

"Sir Chu, I have long heard of your great name. I have something to discuss with you."

This sudden fright caused Chu Yuening's stomach to ache for a moment, and she quickly reached out to comfort the cub.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng's face turned as cold as ice and his tone became gloomy.

"Tie him up and torture him severely."

"Wait a minute, let's hear what he has to say first."

Chu Yuening ordered the guards to stop dragging the man, then quietly reached out and interlocked her fingers with A Zheng's, gently shaking her hand to comfort him.

The man who was almost mistaken for an assassin wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke respectfully.

"I heard that the snow paper in Xianyang was created by Master Chu. As a descendant of the Mo family, I came to ask for your advice."

Wow!

It’s the Mohist school that is famous for its mechanical engineering!

As expected, paper attracted talented people to her, and there was hope for the reconstruction of the academy.

"Your Majesty, the heir of the Mohist school must be a man of great talent. Why not invite him to speak?"

Chu Yuening raised her head to signal Ying Zheng, and shook their clasped hands.

"Can."

Ying Zheng looked at the woman with bright eyes filled with a hint of pleading and expectation, and could not bear to refuse.

Well, if this so-called heir of the Mohist school has bad intentions, he will protect her.

Inside Zhangtai Palace.

Chu Yuening and Ying Zheng sat on one side, and Mo Ju sat opposite.

The high-legged tables and chairs that Mo Ju had never seen before made him feel curious.

The center of gravity of the high chair is on the buttocks, and you can lean on the backrest when you are tired. It is more comfortable than kneeling.

Suddenly he remembered that this was the imperial palace, and he quickly stopped looking and sat up straight.

"What does this Mr. Mo want from me?"

Chu Yuening did not fully believe his previous excuses, and he must have other purposes.

"To be honest, ever since I heard about Master Chu's talent, I've wanted to become his disciple."

Mo Ju spoke frankly.

Perhaps because he often deals with wood and stone, he has a very straightforward personality and does not have any ulterior motives.

"Oh? I am extremely honored to be favored by Mr. Mo."

"It just so happens that I have something that I would like Mr. Mo to develop."

Chu Yuening naturally accepted the gift that was delivered to her door without hesitation.

But she still wanted to test him and then assign him a suitable job based on his abilities.

"Mr. Chu's trust, Mo will definitely not let me down."

Thinking of Xue Zhi, Mo Ju couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Mr. Mo, please look, if each word can be engraved on the copper block like a seal, there is no need for writing."

"And if you combine and arrange the characters one by one and then print them, you only need ink to print an article."

Chu Yuening took out the official seal that she had never used, dipped it in ink, and stamped it on the paper.

Mo Ju's eyes became brighter and brighter after listening to the woman's explanation.

Yes, how come I didn’t think of such a simple principle?

Ying Zheng, who had been silent for a long time, also understood immediately.

Once this thing is developed, it will be very convenient to reproduce official reports and books, and there will be no need to waste time and energy on writing them over and over again.

"If you can research this, I will not hesitate to reward you."

Ying Zheng spoke calmly, but his whole body was filled with an aura as vast as the ocean.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will do my best."

Shocked by the majestic power, Mo Ju didn't dare to say much and just nodded in agreement.

Ying Zheng also ordered Zhao Gao to place Mo Ju in a palace.

After the others left, Chu Yuening frowned slightly and lowered her head in thought.

"Hmm? What is Yue Ning thinking about?"

Seeing the woman in deep thought, Ying Zheng moved closer and pinched her soft cheek.

"Well, A Zheng, I was just thinking that we should rebuild the academy as soon as possible."

Chu Yuening's red lips were pinched into a slightly pout.

"Why?"

Ying Zheng gently let go of the woman's cheek, then took her cold little hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

Why are Yue Ning's hands still so cold even though there is a fireplace in the hall?

Next time I take his pulse, I will ask Xia Wuqi carefully.

"If there are more talents like Mo Ju in the future, the palace will be unable to accommodate them."

"The imperial palace is enormous, and there are many palaces."

"That would make our palace look like an inn."

Chu Yuening argued with reason.

She also hoped to complete the construction of the academy as soon as possible to recruit and train talents.

Knowing that Chu Yuening was thinking about the development of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Zheng stopped teasing her.

He stroked the smooth, jade-like hand in his palm and pondered for a moment before answering.

"The construction of the academy will take a long time. I'm afraid it won't be completed until next year."

Chu Yuening naturally understood that this was not the modern era, and relying solely on manpower for construction would definitely take time.

"Hey, it's okay. It will be almost the same next year."

"By the way, A Zheng, what do you think we should name the academy?"

"Is the Great Qin Academy good?"

"Not bad, not bad, very domineering."

"Xianyang Academy is also acceptable."

"Yeah, that's a good name too."

Chu Yuening blew it without thinking.

Her husband A Zheng is really good at naming.

"When the baby is born, I'll give you the name~"

I'll just be lazy. With her level, she can only get a nickname at most.

"Yeah, okay."

Ying Zheng lowered his head and gazed at the beautiful smile of the person in his arms, carefully stroking her bulging belly.

Seven days later, Mo Ju excitedly came to Zhangtai Palace with his masterpiece.

Ying Zheng was reviewing memorials.

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