"Brother, don't feel pressured. I'm not a narrow-minded person. As long as they are useful, I will make the best use of them." Zhao Qingrui gave Fusu a reassurance.

When he heard about revising books and compiling dictionaries, Fusu's mouth twitched. Because of revising books, Zhao Qingrui had to endure countless insults every day among these Confucian scholars.

Nowadays, those who are sent to repair books have no time to rest every day. Repairing books is complicated and boring, and there are people who take the blame. If they don’t work honestly, their salary and food will be withheld. They all have a lot of resentment in their hearts.

That library was a prison for all Confucian scholars.

Well, repairing books is not a bad idea. Just like my younger sister said, it can also allow them to make the best use of them. Once the books are repaired, they can be passed down through the ages, which is a good thing.

After convincing himself, Fusu no longer felt any psychological pressure. He even wanted them to make some mistakes and send more people to the book revision office.

Compiling a dictionary is also a huge project. It takes several years to sort out the pronunciation, structure, meaning, meaning of each word, and the usage of characters and words.

Moreover, a large number of people are needed. Chunyu Yue still doesn’t have enough people. Why don’t we find some more helpers for the teacher?

Zhao Qingrui had no idea that her kind-hearted elder brother had also begun to change.

After Zhao Qingrui left, Wang Xia came to Fusu and put the cloak on him. "The weather is still cold, don't catch a cold."

"You have made a new cloak." Fusu asked with concern, gently stroking the cloak. He had no shortage of clothes. Wuxia liked to make his clothes for him by hand.

He could focus on court affairs, household affairs, and the management of his children, as Wang Xia was in charge of all these things, so he didn't have to be distracted by them.

"Yes, there are more and more good fabrics on the market now, and I still have a lot of leather that my younger sister gave me before. I have nothing to do, so I made a new set of clothes for you and Ziying." Wang Xia said gently.

"Thank you for your hard work. You don't have to make mine. I have plenty of clothes. You can just make your own and Ziying's." Fusu held Wang Xia's hand. There were a few more small holes on her fingertips. She must have been pricked by needles.

"There are so many palace maids in the palace, I don't want you to work so hard." Fusu said seriously, holding Wang Xia's hand tightly.

The cloak was very warm, and his heart was warmed as well. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

"I still have some unfinished business, you go and have a rest first." Patting Wang Xia's hand, Fusu looked at the pile of books.

Wang Xia also saw those things and sighed, "I wish you were just an ordinary man and didn't have to work so hard."

"If I were an ordinary person, how could I give you the life you have now?" Fusu chuckled.

"I'll go see Ziying first, my husband. I'll be waiting for you."

"Heishan, go and find out what's wrong with the lady. She doesn't look well." Fusu put down the pen in his hand and looked at the guards beside him.

"promise."

Heishan retreated respectfully, leaving Fusu alone in the side hall, with a look of worry on his face.

Wang Xia obviously had something to say just now, and he was a little worried.

The next morning, Zhao Qingrui looked at the palace maid beside her and said, "Go to Ganquan Palace to see how Hu Hai is doing and whether he has recovered."

That bastard Hu Hai has been recuperating from his injuries for several months. He should be well now. Once he is well, he should go back to work.

When the young palace maid Hui'er arrived at Ganquan Palace, she heard a burst of laughter.

"Madam, the palace maid on duty at Zhangtai Palace wants to see you." The palace maid beside Hu Ji hurried to report.

"What are you doing here, maid from Zhangtai Palace? Please come in." Hu Ji pursed her lips, resentment flashed in her eyes. Hu Hai had a hard time, and Zhao Qingrui contributed greatly to it.

However, she didn't dare show it. Zhao Qingrui was now the crown prince, and Hu Hai had been demoted to a commoner by His Majesty. Their statuses were very different.

I don't know if His Majesty's brain was stuck in the door, but he actually let a little girl sit on the position of crown prince and suppressed all the voices of opposition. Even Prince Fusu could not match such favor.

"Greetings, Mr. Hu." Hui'er said respectfully. Hu Hai's voice in the side hall was quite loud, and it seemed that he was playing with the palace maids.

"Get up. I wonder why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked you to come to my Ganquan Palace?" Hu Ji said coldly.

"My dear, His Highness asked me to visit Master Hu Hai. From the sound of him playing, I know he should have recovered." Hui'er straightened her back and was not afraid of Hu Ji at all.

As for Hu Hai, she was offended. She was his Highness's woman now. Following his Highness the Crown Prince was much more promising than trying to please Hu Ji.

His Highness now allows those who are on duty to study, and also allows these palace maids and eunuchs to take part in the assessment of officials after leaving the palace. They are now grateful to His Highness the Crown Prince, and all the things Zhao Qingrui ordered were completed as quickly as possible.

Hu Ji's face froze. Hu Hai had suffered so much before, and the emperor didn't think of his son when he passed away, so she didn't report that Hu Hai was better.

She left Hu Hai in Ganquan Palace, so that with her watching over him, her son's life would be better.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingrui actually sent someone to inquire.

"It's better now." Hu Ji took a deep breath. Now her arms are powerless against her thighs. If she doesn't behave herself, it's hard to say whether she can maintain her current position.

Now, on the surface, Madam Zheng is in charge of the affairs of the harem, but in reality, Zhao Qingrui still has to make the decisions on all matters.

"Now that you have recovered, His Highness has ordered Prince Hu Hai to go to Shanglin Garden as soon as possible. Spring is coming soon, and we need to raise more pigs, cattle and sheep this year. There are not enough people in the breeding area, and the Qin Dynasty does not want to keep idle people." Hui'er read out Zhao Qingrui's order directly.

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