On the first day of the new year, Ying Zheng went to the rooftop to offer sacrifices as usual.

Chu Yuening was still deep in sleep because of the New Year's Eve outing last night.

Ying Zheng straightened his clothes, walked to the bed, looked down at the woman with messy black hair and pink cheeks, and couldn't help laughing.

She had a great time last night, but couldn't get out of bed this morning. However, Ying Zheng didn't intend to disturb her.

Instead, he gently kissed the woman's forehead and walked out of the hall alone.

It was not until the sun was high in the sky that Chu Yuening gradually woke up.

“It’s a new year again!”

Lifting the bed curtains, Chu Yue stared at the sunlight coming in from the window and couldn't help but sigh.

It has been almost two years since I came to Daqin, and many modern things have gradually faded from my mind.

Instead, he had a loving partner, lovely children, and the Qin Dynasty that he had devoted his heart and soul to building.

"Keep working hard!"

Chu Yuening cheered herself up with full energy.

On New Year's Eve, the people of Xianyang were filled with heartfelt smiles, filled with endless joy and hope.

At that moment, Chu Yuening was deeply shocked. She didn't expect that she had brought such a big change to Daqin.

But this is not just her own achievement, but also the achievements of A Zheng, the officials, the Mohists, the farmers, and the people of the world...

Chu Yuening collected her thoughts, got up and washed.

Just after finishing breakfast, I saw my aunt coming in with my baby in her arms.

"My Lady, the little prince is crying out for you."

"Mother!"

Ying Zhao was wearing a festive red dress today, looking like a little fairy boy, but his little face was full of grievance.

Yesterday, after his mother and father went out, he waited and waited, but he didn't see them come back until he fell asleep.

Isn't he his mother's favorite child?

"It's my fault, mother. I came back late yesterday."

"Now, mother, please play with our Zhao Zhao, okay~"

Chu Yuening picked up the cute little fairy child, kissed the angry little face, and apologized softly.

Zhao Zhao is not even one year old yet, so how could she dare to take him out to play?

After playing Lego with Zaizai for a while, Chu Yuening saw that it was almost noon, so she went to the Shangshi Bureau.

Today is A Zheng's birthday, and she has kept it in mind since yesterday.

Chu Yuening kneaded and rolled the dough skillfully, turning a lump of dough into a long noodle.

Add a poached egg, shredded pork tenderloin, and bean sprouts, and you have a bowl of fragrant longevity noodles.

On the other side, inside Zhangtai Palace.

"This object can detect iron ore within a radius of three hundred feet. If it finds iron ore, a green dot will appear in the center of the disk."

Ying Zheng opened the wooden box on the table and handed the iron ore detector to Zhang Han.

"There is such a magical weapon?"

Zhang Han looked surprised. As the Shaofu, he knew even better how difficult it was to find iron ore.

However, iron ore is the top priority of Daqin. Now with the help of the magic weapon, wouldn’t it be easy to find iron ore?

"This item is precious. If it is lost, you will be held responsible."

"Yes, Your Majesty! I will keep it close to me."

Zhang Han observed it for a moment, then put the disc back into the wooden box and held the box carefully with both hands.

Your Majesty entrusted the sacred artifact to him. Isn't that a sign of your trust and respect for him?

Zhang Han was extremely excited and decided to personally attend all future iron ore exploration activities.

At noon, Ying Zheng looked at the exquisite and delicious longevity noodles on the table with a smile in his eyes.

With someone caring about me and someone thinking about me, the desires I once had as a child are no longer just dreams.

"A Zheng, I only wish you happiness every year."

Chu Yuening's eyebrows were soft and her smile was as beautiful as a flower.

She once idolized him, believing him to be omnipotent and indestructible.

But after being together for a long time, she found that he was also fragile, tender, and had a temper.

He is not a god, but a man.

Later, she no longer cared about how majestic and domineering he was, but cared about whether he was happy or tired every day.

"Well, with you by my side, all four seasons are like spring to me."

Ying Zheng's black eyes were clear and contained boundless warmth.

In the past, he was like a wolf walking alone in the darkness, vigilant against all dangers in the world.

He thought he would die alone in the end, but he never expected that a bright moon would suddenly appear and illuminate his world.

"Father, eat!"

Ying Zhao tried hard to move his little body towards the bowl of fragrant noodles.

"No, this is for dad. If you want to eat it, you have to wait until your birthday~"

Chu Yuening hugged the little girl, whose butt was wiggling, back and spoke in a gentle but firm tone.

So, Ying Zhao could only stare at his father eating noodles slowly.

After drinking the last mouthful of soup, Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and secretly glanced at Zhao Zhao.

Normally, I can give in to the kid, but not today, his birthday.

In the afternoon, Chu Yuening came to Zhangtai Palace to handle government affairs with Ying Zheng.

The academy is about to be completed, and the task of recruiting teachers and students is imminent.

She knew that there were definitely many talented people in Daqin, but talented people often had a sense of arrogance.

Even though Mo Ju, Chen Nong and others are working diligently now, if she hadn't impressed them with something back then, they would probably be hiding in some dark corner somewhere.

So how can we make the talented people in the world "fall into the trap"?

Chu Yuening was deep in thought, her brows furrowed, which aroused the curiosity of Ying Zheng who was standing beside her.

"Why is Yue Ning worried?"

"A Zheng, what do you think the scholars of the world seek?"

This simple yet profound question also stumped Ying Zheng. He frowned and pondered for a long time before speaking.

"I think maybe it's the Tao."

"road?"

Chu Yuening muttered to herself, her thoughts churning.

For some reason, she remembered that during the difficult years in her motherland, a great man had made the declaration of "Study for the rise of China".

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