"I also intend to establish a charitable foundation to support poverty alleviation, education, medical care, and other causes in Daqin..."

"I hope that in the future, the people of Great Qin will have no worries about food and clothing, live and work in peace and contentment, have access to education for the young, have access to medical care for the sick, and have adequate care for the elderly."

Every word was shocking, challenging Mrs. Meng's previous preconceived notions and making her tremble with fear.

She was sometimes confused, sometimes enlightened, and sometimes filled with emotion.

Chu Yuening noticed the woman's deep thoughts and thought to herself that she had not misjudged her. The smile on her face became even wider.

"I wonder if Madam Meng is capable of taking on this important task?"

"I am just a woman in the back house. Can I...?"

Mrs. Meng was a little hesitant, her expression struggling, and there was an unconscious expectation in her doubtful tone.

"Why not?"

Chu Yuening raised her eyebrows slightly, met the pair of wandering and evasive eyes, and asked seriously.

"Even though women are not as strong as men, they are smart, clever, and as ingenious as men."

"As long as we women dare to break free from our constraints, we can also achieve great things."

The sonorous and powerful voice reached Mrs. Meng's ears and struck her heart.

In an instant, it seemed as if the shackles in my mind shattered, and my dull eyes bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

Her face became serious and her tone was no longer hesitant, but became solemn and firm.

"I am willing to take on this important responsibility."

Hearing this, Chu Yuening smiled, a look of relief on her face.

However, she did not rush to talk about the main business, but instead asked about a seemingly trivial matter.

"I still don't know Mrs. Meng's name."

"Your Majesty, my name is Yang Wenyin."

"Yang Wenyin, let me introduce myself again. My last name is Chu Yuening."