Lotus-picking girls by the Ruoye Creek, laughing and chatting with each other across the lotus blossoms, their new clothes gleaming in the sunlight reflected on the water, their sleeves fluttering in the wind. On the bank, whose handsome young man is there? Three or five of them, their figures reflected in the weeping willows, his purple horse gliding into the falling petals. Seeing this, I hesitate, my heart breaking...

Mingxiu's melodious voice rang out, singing the lotus-picking song that she often heard before.

It feels very fitting for the occasion.

Although memorizing Li Bai's poems was really painful when I was in school, when I had to recite them, I remembered his music the most.

Yu Qing and Yu Lan also boarded a boat. The two listened to Ming Xiu's singing. Although they had never heard the song before, they found it melodious and pleasant to listen to.

As they listened, the three of them started laughing.

While picking lotus roots, they quietly played around nearby.

They were only high school students by today's standards, barely old enough to be college students. They were all still children, naturally lively. In addition, Mingxiu was usually quite easygoing. There were hardly any other people around, so everyone was relaxed and chatted and joked with each other. The lotus pond was filled with the cheerful laughter and melodious singing of the girls.

Mingxiu closed her eyes and raised the corners of her lips, listening to their conversation without saying a word.

I just felt a sense of peace and tranquility.

When they returned to Yonghe Palace, Mingxiu was carrying a large bunch of freshly picked lotus flowers, while Yuqing and Yulan behind her each carried a basket of lotus pods.

She handed the basket to the kitchen so he could make some suitable pastries, and then Mingxiu took Hehua and went inside.

The fresh lotus flowers had a delicate fragrance. Mingxiu took out a celadon vase that the emperor had previously bestowed upon her and put the lotus flowers in it. The pink and white lotus flowers looked quite nice.

After arranging the lotus flowers, he picked up the storybook next to him and started reading again.

Seeing her mistress start reading a storybook again, Green Bamboo reminded her helplessly, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has already told you to read more books. It's been a long time since you last read one."

Mingxiu paused slightly as she turned the pages of the book, thinking that she hadn't actually turned a page since she went out to play.

"Oh, it's alright. We'll see how fun we had today tomorrow. Your wife is so amazing, she'll definitely be able to do everything by then, so don't worry," Mingxiu said nonchalantly.

Actually, Emperor Kangxi doesn't check her homework much anymore. He only checks it when he's in the mood to go out and play.

So she only needs to cram before that crucial moment; it doesn't matter at other times.

Mingxiu thought to herself in a particularly lazy way, since all she ever wanted to do was be a rich, lazy fish, never even turning over, let alone making any progress.

Green Bamboo felt helpless upon hearing Mingxiu's words; the Empress had been saying "tomorrow" for a long time now.

Ming Xiucai ignored Green Bamboo's resentful gaze and was engrossed in reading his storybook.

The palace has been peaceful these past few days, and the weather is gradually getting hot. Mingxiu has started staying indoors again. She hates the heat the most and doesn't want to go out when it gets a little hot.

Although she rarely went out, news from the palace never stopped.

On this sunny day, inside Yonghe Palace.

Mingxiu sat next to Kangxi and listened to him talk about what Yinreng had been doing at the factory recently, and she was somewhat surprised.

Mingxiu sat on the couch, watching Kangxi's increasingly agitated expression as he spoke, and quickly poured him a cup of plum juice to calm him down.

Kangxi looked at the cup that Mingxiu had placed in front of him, picked it up, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

The icy-cold, sweet and sour plum drink effectively neutralized Kangxi's anger, instantly calming the heat in his chest.

Seeing that Kangxi's mood was gradually calming down, Mingxiu smiled quietly and breathed a sigh of relief.

She hadn't expected Yinreng to be so reckless, and to have his eyes on public toilets so quickly.

Actually, when Mingxiu went out earlier, she noticed that the garbage cleanup outside the palace wasn't very systematic, and people were just littering on the roadside.

Moreover, most of the garbage is simply dumped into the sea after being cleaned up.

Although there are no problems now, problems will gradually emerge in the next ten or twenty years, or even a few hundred years, as the environment is damaged more and more and the temperature gradually rises.

However, Mingxiu had not found a solution, but unexpectedly, Yinreng has now accomplished it.

He suggested to Emperor Kangxi that public toilets be built along the roadside, and he also provided Emperor Kangxi with a map of the sewer system. He also suggested that the soldiers force everyone not to litter on the ground at any time, and that there were trash cans placed nearby.

The street was required to be swept every day. It just so happened that those troublemakers in the prison were idle all day, so it was a good idea to let them sweep up the garbage. All that was needed was for soldiers to watch over them, which saved a lot of manpower.

The collected garbage will be dumped in the same place and then centrally processed.

Upon hearing this, Mingxiu sighed in admiration, thinking that Yinreng was indeed quite clever, having come up with such a solution.

Mingxiu, still puzzled by Kangxi's angry expression, poured him another cup of plum juice and said, "Your Majesty, I think Baocheng's idea is quite good. Why is Your Majesty angry?"

Kangxi picked up the plum juice Mingxiu had poured for him, gulped down a few mouthfuls, and began to say, "If it were just this, I wouldn't be angry. The important thing is how to deal with all this garbage in the end. This brat told me to use black soldier flies to dispose of it."

Mingxiu was completely confused. "Black soldier fly?"

Mingxiu had heard of this before. It is a very strong saprophytic insect that can feed on animal feces and household waste to produce high-value animal protein feed.

There used to be an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor near Mingxiu's home. That doctor said this thing also has anti-inflammatory and analgesic effects, and he even showed it to Mingxiu.

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