Moreover, the territory of the Qin Dynasty is already quite large. If it is expanded further, according to my father's system, it will be a big problem to manage the Xiongnu tribes.

"Your Highness, it's raining and the weather is cold." Hui'er took a small blanket and covered Zhao Qingrui with it.

"It's raining, and the rain comes so suddenly." Zhao Qingrui looked outside.

Spring planting is almost over now, and the rain is very timely.

Zhao Qingrui silently made a wish in her heart, hoping that this year would be good weather and good harvest.

"Pass the order down, tomorrow's court meeting is cancelled." Xianyang is currently under reconstruction, and the roads are difficult to travel on. After this heavy rain, the roads will surely become muddy.

"promise."

The rain lasted for three days, and in the last two days, the rain finally became much lighter.

"Send someone to ask Li Yu if anything happened to Lingqu Canal?" After the rain stopped, Zhao Qingrui hurriedly sent someone to inquire about the Lingqu Canal.

If there is any problem with the Lingqu Canal, it will have a huge impact on the Qin Dynasty.

"Aunt." Ziying came to the East Palace with a sad face.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?" Zhao Qingrui asked with a smile.

"You." Ziying pouted and looked straight at Zhao Qingrui.

"Me? What did I do?" Zhao Qingrui raised her eyebrows. She hadn't visited those little brats for a while.

"We have to do the papers you sent to the school every day, and we have exams every month." Ziying was in great pain.

"Hehe, it's just a little thing, isn't it? It's just some papers. As long as you learn the knowledge firmly, these papers are not a big deal." He looked away guiltily, as if he had sent a lot of test papers to the school before.

"It's easy for my aunt to say." Ziying felt hopeless.

"Okay, be good. I'll ask someone to tell the teachers over there to reduce the tasks for you." Looking at Ziying's tired appearance, Zhao Qingrui felt a little bit of a pang in his conscience. Forget it, forget it. He still couldn't push these kids too hard.

"I knew that my aunt loves us the most." Seeing that Zhao Qingrui took the initiative to reduce their tasks, the resentment on Ziying's face immediately disappeared, and he happily took the snacks and started eating.

"Flatterer." He glanced at the boy speechlessly.

"Aunt, I want to send a letter to my father and mother. Can you help me deliver it?" Ziying took out a letter from his arms and looked at Zhao Qingrui expectantly.