There were no objections from the ministers to the abdication.

After all, the father and son had been arguing for a long time; one wanted to give it, while the other didn't.

After all that back and forth, he's finally going to abdicate, and a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

The ascension of a new emperor is a major event. Choosing an auspicious day and going through various procedures takes at least two months.

During this period, Zhao Qingbei was very busy.

He was in charge of the celebration. In order to ensure that the new emperor's ascension to the throne would proceed without any mistakes, Zhao Qingyi had hardly been home during this period.

Every time he comes home, he looks disheveled and unkempt, with a stubble beard. He's clearly only a 17-year-old boy, but he's been ruined by looking like a 30-year-old uncle.

Yuan Ruoshui felt extremely sorry for her.

Zhao Qingbei wolfed down his food. "Wife, I've been too busy lately and haven't had time to spend with you."

Don't overwork yourself. If there's anything at home that you can't handle, go to your older sister or your grandmother.

They won't watch you make things difficult.

When you go out, remember to bring a bodyguard with you.

Safety is always the most important thing. We must never let our guard down.

Although I'm not very capable, I can still make sure you don't go hungry.

After the Emperor's coronation ceremony, I, as his wife, may be promoted to another level, and at that time, my salary will be much higher.

Well, next month it'll be time to settle the profits from the sketchbooks. I estimate it should be a few hundred taels.

My wife will buy me some jewelry later.

Don't think about me. I'll go take a bath and change my clothes first.

After saying that, Zhao Qingbei quickly went to his room to wash up.

I had always thought that the officials of the Ministry of Rites were all very respectable people who could compose poems and paint.

Once they arrived at the Ministry of Rites and started working, they discovered that all the talk about elegant young men was nonsense.

To set up a venue, you need to scout the location and finalize the plan.

In pursuit of perfection, one must go to various places to purchase supplies.

He was basically doing odd jobs on a construction site. And he was exhausted like a dog.

That's not all; security must also be ensured for each celebration. This includes allocating a certain number of guards to be responsible for safety, to guarantee absolute security.

Especially with the new emperor's ascension to the throne, there can be no room for error.

If even the slightest mistake occurs, those responsible for arranging the celebration will all be held accountable.

In order to get everything done properly, some officials from the Ministry of Rites hadn't slept for several days.

Zhao Qingbei took a shower and changed her clothes as quickly as possible.

My hair wasn't completely dry, so I had to take a dry cloth and wipe my hair as I walked outside.

As soon as he reached the bedroom door, he saw Yuan Ruoshui standing there waiting for him, and Zhao Qingbei's lips curled up in a smile.

"Wife, are you waiting for me? Are you reluctant to let your husband go out?" Zhao Qingbei's voice was very soft.

Because of the close proximity, Yuan Ruoshui could still hear it clearly.

Setting aside her girlish shyness, she looked directly at Zhao Qingbi.

"So what if it is? Does it mean my husband has broken the law?"

Zhao Qingbei laughed heartily, "It's not illegal, it's not illegal. A wife can openly and honestly think of herself as her husband."

I'm sorry, but I still have to go to the site to keep an eye on things.

I should be able to come back and rest tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow.

Even if it's a shift system, it should be my turn to take over.

If anyone dares to disagree, then I'll say I miss my wife. If they still dare to disagree, then I'll roll on the ground and cry.

Zhao Qingbei successfully made Yuan Ruoshui laugh.

"Alright, stop being so cheeky. Go to work now, and remember to take good care of yourself."

Or, starting tomorrow, I'll have someone deliver three meals a day to you?

Zhao Qingbei quickly refused, "No, that's a restricted area, outsiders aren't allowed to go in."

Everyone who passed through the area underwent rigorous checks, for fear that something that shouldn't have been brought in might have been brought in.

Let's not challenge the rules.

Besides, even the Minister of Personnel would occasionally go there for a stroll, and they ate the same communal meals.

She's so old and she can still eat, so why can't I?

Don't worry, once this busy period is over, I'll have time to spend with you.

The young couple's tender affection is such that those who know the situation might think it's a long separation, as the wife is seeing her husband off to his new job.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Qingni's personal servant urged him repeatedly before he finally got into the carriage and left.

Normally, he might choose to ride a horse, but now he chose to take a carriage so that he could sleep for a while in the carriage.

Otherwise, even the strongest body couldn't withstand such an ordeal.

Both of them work at the same job, but Zhao Qingyang next door isn't as busy as Zhao Qingyi.

If you can't figure something out at the government office, you can always figure it out at home.

As for what kind of model to make, there were many craftsmen who helped out.

The craftsmen are not afraid of having work, they are afraid of not having any work.

In recent years, the Ministry of Works has not been able to invent many new tools, and it seems that they have not even produced any particularly powerful weapons.

When they started working, they were all either studying various models or writing and drawing on paper.

You have no idea what they did that day, but they were pretty busy.

It seems I've never seen anyone sip tea and spend a whole day with a book.

Zhao Qingyang was a restless person. After arriving at the Ministry of Works, he wandered around everywhere within the scope of his authority.

At the same time, he repeatedly observed and deliberated on the inventions and creations of the Ministry of Works over the years.

When there was something he didn't understand, he would borrow the manuscript.

Zhao Qingyang gained a great deal during his time at the Ministry of Works.

He now understood why the Ministry of Works hadn't achieved much in recent years.

That means these people have been confined by existing ways of thinking, like a plowshare.

As everyone knows, oxen are the best tool for pulling a plow, and people are used only when there is no other choice.

Therefore, the plowshare designed was incredibly heavy, based entirely on the design standards of an ox, while ignoring the fact that humans don't have that much strength.

Familiarizing himself with the environment was the first step Zhao Qingyang needed to take.

He spent most of the last half month getting familiar with various things.

You can't just blindly pursue a trend.

In particular, it is important to understand the primary objective of the entire ministry; only then will rolling it up make sense.

Whenever Yuan Ruoshui had free time, she would go next door to chat with Hong Xiangjun. The more she chatted, the more she envied Hong Xiangjun.

After all, her husband can come home every day.

Not long after their marriage, Hong Xiangjun was diagnosed with pregnancy, much to Yuan Ruoshui's envy.

"When will I turn 18? When I turn 18, I can be a mother too."

Yuan Ruoshui, feeling extremely melancholy, turned her disappointment into motivation.

Once the order was given, the managers of each accounting office came over with their account books.

Yuan Ruoshui wanted to check the accounts.

This is really something, why doesn't this lady play by the rules?

Those who had never harbored any ill intentions in the shop remained calm, while those who had were filled with panic.

If anything is found out, their lives will be over.